The river flowed silently, and several Negro bloodfin fish slid through the aquatic plants. They are small, translucent fish the size of a finger, and their bones and stomach are clearly visible in the fluorescence of aquatic plants. The fins and tails are stained bright red with blood, which is where their name comes from.

This mild-tempered fish likes to eat plankton among aquatic grasses, as well as the larvae of some insects. Suddenly, they were attracted by a ball of light in the water and swam together.

The fish used the ball of light as food, and from time to time they swam up to bite it, only to find that the ball of light was harder than they imagined, and swam around and scattered to hunt.

I don't know how long it took, but the ball of light suddenly moved. Li Mei stood up from the water in a one-piece swimsuit. Even knowing that there was no one else in this underground river besides her, it still made her a little red-faced. It was the first time she had worn such revealing clothing.

The braids that were tied before were spread out, and the black and thick hair was wet and draped over the shoulders, and there were a little drops of water on the face, and the skin was even more visible and blew and broken. The close-fitting one-piece swimsuit outlines her well-proportioned figure to the fullest, and a pair of long legs are even more stunningly beautiful.

She looked at the Heart of a Thousand Lakes in her hand, which had become smaller, and remembered her previous meditation.

The underground river channel is one of the most suitable places to enter into meditation, and the quiet environment and the sound of gurgling water make Li Mei settle down quickly.

The distracting thoughts in her heart slowly fell silent, and at this moment she was neither happy nor sad, and her heart was as calm as water.

Bang!

There was a muffled sound in her head, and she felt her forehead swell, as if she had an extra eye.

The world has changed, there is no light, there is no darkness, and there is not even the concept of color. Everything is simply divided into perceptible and imperceptible.

She distinctly felt a mysterious wave shooting out of this eye of hers, refracting and spreading through the stone walls on either side of the narrow, winding river, and then reflecting back into her eye.

In an instant, a map of the river within a few hundred meters came to her mind. Every sharp bend, every reef was clear in her mind.

The reef at sixty-seven meters, the stalactites at one hundred and seventy meters away, the wound on the third row of scales of the Negro bloodfin fish five meters away.

She was almost indulging in this almost omniscient and omnipotent realm. It wasn't until a ball of light lit up in front of her that she remembered what she was going to do.

Even in the imaging of the spiritual force wave, the Heart of a Thousand Lakes is still so dazzling, it is simply as bright as a sun.

Li Mei knew how to manipulate mental force waves almost innately, just like babies were born with how to swing their arms. She concentrated the fan-like spiritual power waves into a small beam and shone it on the heart of a thousand lakes.

Everything around her vanishes, and she comes to a microcosm.

She perceived the world in shock. This is a world of particles, where molecules are arranged in a neat and orderly manner under the action of van der Waals forces, and there is no limit.

They have no color, and the concept of color itself is caused by the spacing and operation between microscopic particles, etc., which causes the composition of the material to absorb, scatter and refract light.

This upended her previous worldview, and as an illiterate person, she did not know what these particles were, why they existed, and why they moved. She just obsessively perceives all this, like a little girl who enters a museum for the first time, although she doesn't understand anything, everything is so fascinating.

Her consciousness suddenly sank, and her mental power turned into psionic particles, perfectly replacing the position of a molecule in the microstructure. It was as if it had been pushed to the first domino, and within the perceptual range, all the particles were transformed into psionic particles as if they were infected by an epidemic.

Li Mei no longer has a concept of time, she can only feel that the scope of her perception is getting wider and wider, and the entire microcosm has undergone earth-shaking changes.

All this was interrupted by a sharp headache, and Li Mei felt as if she had been beaten with a stick, and her head was about to crack. This is a side effect of mental exhaustion.

She shook her aching head and found herself still in the middle of a dark river, with black and smooth rock walls, shimmering green aquatic plants, translucent swimming fish, and clear water.

Everything is so familiar and unfamiliar, the experience just now is like a dream, only the heart of a thousand lakes that has shrunk in a circle can prove that everything that has just been experienced is true.

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Li Mu woke up from his slumber, the side effects of the anesthetic made him a little dizzy, and the whole world was a little bizarre, distorted and deformed, as if he was in the world in a haha mirror.

It was a moment before he realized that he was in a viscous liquid, which made him panic. But he forced down the urge to struggle by his own will, pretending not to wake up yet.

In an unfamiliar environment, the first step is to quietly gather information about the surrounding environment.

He found that the fluid surrounding him was like amniotic fluid, and he could breathe freely in it, which gave him peace of mind, at least without worrying about drowning.

Narrowing his eyes into a slit, he quietly observed everything around him.

He was in a culture tank, because the culture tank was cylindrical, and he saw that everything in the outside world was a little distorted, and after looking at it for a while, his head was a little swollen.

There were five cultivation tanks side by side with him, and coincidentally, it was actually Ji Liang and Huang Sihe who were locked up beside him, who were in a coma, suspended in the viscous culture medium.

Two white-robed researchers were facing away from them, working on a stack of diagrams. Their voices were strange as they passed through the air, tempered glass, and slime into their ears, but they could barely make out what they were talking about.

"The last batch of test subjects are all dead, and I don't know how long these newcomers will last."

"In my opinion, this batch of newcomers, Huang Sihe should be able to last the longest, but he should not live for more than half a month, where is the superpower compatible potion so easy to research. I think Zhang Xuanwei won't stay long and will go back to Zhongzhou in disgrace. ”

While concocting the reagents in their hands, the two of them chattered about their complaints to Zhang Xuanwei, obviously thinking deeply about him.

Li Mu didn't listen to their words at all, and now he only had one voice echoing in his mind. The superpower-compatible potion was actually produced here.