Yifeng felt out of breath, and the whole person was about to suffocate.

"Spare ...... I ......" he struggled to roll his eyes upward, struggling desperately in the midst of pleading.

Tianhao's weird smile made Yifeng look creepy, he didn't relax the crook of the arm that clamped Yifeng's neck at all, raised his right arm high, and slashed down the back of his neck with his knife-like palm.

"You're in exactly what I want."

After hearing this inexplicable sentence, Yifeng's eyes went black and he fell into a coma.

……

Slowly squatting down, staring at the unconscious Yifeng, the smile on Tianhao's face gradually disappeared, and the side face shrouded in light looked particularly cold.

Standing up, striding around the table, walking to the south wall and stopping, pulling open the closet, all kinds of tools appeared.

Steel pliers, knives of different specifications, steel needles, bone saws, large nails, steel hammers, files...... The whole nine yards.

Thanks to the exquisite forging process that has been passed down for thousands of years by the cattle people, the flexibility of the steel wire is very good. Tianhao tied Yifeng's ankles with a steel wire, tied the two legs together, and took off his shoes and put his big toes together, which were also fixed with steel wires.

The backward arm clearly defies anatomy, but it must be admitted that this method of restraint, which has proven to be very effective in civilized times, does incapacitate the incaptator. In addition to the wrist and thumb, Tianhao also deliberately pulled away the index fingers of Yifeng's hands and fixed them with steel wires, which can be regarded as an additional insurance.

He was impressed by the strength of the northern barbarians, and in order to ensure safety, no amount of strict precautions could be excessive.

Taking off Yifeng's pants as usual, the surface of his skin was also covered with thick body hair, but not as many curved teeth, and the smell of sweat was not as heavy.

Tianhao walked to the table and sat down, pulled up the cuffs of his clothes high, and now puffed out a semicircular ball in the same place where he had taken out the spores last time.

It's a new spor.

Tianhao has already felt some spore production rules: it should be related to the thinking of the main brain, for example, if you think of "I want", the mutated cells in the body can sense the instructions from the brain, so as to produce some "seed sources" that promote the growth of spores. But what kind of existence it is, Tianhao himself is not very clear. He estimated that it may be related to hormones secreted by the pituitary gland, creating a strong connection between the cells and the controlling nerve.

Only one spores can be produced at a time, and the maturity period is about one month. No new spores will be produced until the first spores are removed.

The rules of judgment through speculation are actually very vague, and the accuracy and correctness need to be further observed. After all, this was only the second spore produced in Tianhao's body, and he needed more evidence.

The procedure is exactly the same as the previous surgery on the curved teeth, and there is no difference in the location where the spores are implanted.

Packed up all kinds of instruments, wiped the blood off his hands with a clean wet towel, and looked at Yifeng, who was still unconscious, Tianhao's eyelashes drooped, and he fell into deep thought.

Tooth flexion was the first experiment, and now it's the second.

The reason for choosing Yifeng is, of course, for a special purpose.

The last time, the spores really fused with the curved teeth, and it took two weeks. During that time, the flexed teeth showed various symptoms of maladaptation: increased body temperature, incoherent reflexes between the central nervous system and nerve endings, extremely uncoordinated brain instructions and body movements, inability to express the results of thoughts in a normal way, and even a deviation in the understanding of food concepts, which in turn affected digestion.

The resistance of the implanted person to the foreign spores is so obvious that the most obvious direct effect leads to the logical confusion of the curved teeth. During that time, he could only drink porridge, and at the same time he had some terrible and strange behavior.

The guards in charge of supervising the crooked teeth found him getting up in the middle of the night to pee, but he used a clay bowl to hold the urine and poured it into his mouth without thinking about it.

He became interested in the dirt and ate happily, but not in large quantities, far from the point of choking to death.

Luckily, the adaptation period for this bizarre behavior was short-lived, and the flexed teeth recovered quickly, suggesting that the spores were truly one with him.

If the curved tooth is a helpless sunset that is completely engulfed by darkness in the process of struggling, Yifeng is a rainy sun that desperately wants to tear through the thick clouds and occupy a place in the dark sky with its own light.

Light does not mean absolute justice, and darkness does not mean that all bearers of this color are bad.

Yifeng belongs to the type that has been "working against Tianhao".

He's a real conglomerate.

Tianhao has used various means: tenderness, benevolence, coercion and inducement, and giving benefits...... Yifeng's countermeasures are not soft or hard, he shows tough resistance, and at the same time swallows all the good, belongs to the kind of fucking bastard who wants to eat you and scold you, but you are helpless.

This is true in a society governed by the rule of law, and you can't stab him to death.

Although there is no direct evidence, Tianhao believes that spore parasitism must have its limitations, and not just anyone can be a target for implantation.

He needs to fumble and experiment.

The main constraint should be the implantation of the target's attitude towards himself, that is, subjective awareness.

Taking Curved Teeth as an example, if his attitude towards Tianhao is classified as a 100 points, then Yifeng's attitude is minus 50 points.

Positive, representing goodwill. Every 20 points is a stage, more than 60 points can recognize and accept your power and identity, more than 80 points will produce a sense of worship, and 100 points will belong to the fanatical followers.

Negative, representing disgust and resistance. Referring to the positive score, it is not difficult to understand the concepts.

Tianhao really wants to attack the King of Thunderhorn.

There are too many worthy targets: Zongguang and Zonggu father and son, Niu Tong, Great Master, His Majesty King Niu...... The cost of spore production is almost negligible, as long as there is enough time and opportunity, Tianhao is sure to firmly control the world and let it run according to his own will.

The point is that not everyone has crooked teeth and has the same strong sense of adoration for themselves as he does.

A fanatical admirer who reacts so strongly to parasitic spores that he rashly attacks other targets can lead to a series of uncontrollable problems.

In fact, Tianhao has little interest in Qingyuanzhai. As long as he wants, he orders the Heavenly Maniac to lead the team, and the powerful Rock City Warband can sweep away that small village in an instant. If you don't want to use violence, send the old woman Cuihua to wear a few women to "visit relatives" there, spread all kinds of unfavorable remarks against Yifeng, and preach that life is good, well-fed, happy, and happy and satisfied here in Rock City...... In a few days, the people of Qingyuanzhai will escape completely.

As for selling Yifeng's family and subjecting him to torture, that's even more lip service. Although he doesn't have much sense of substitution for this barbaric era, Tianhao is not a ruthless and evil ruler. Subconsciously, he has always regarded the barbarians of various tribes as compatriots, which may be a residual consciousness from the host itself, which cannot be cleared.

Everything is to provoke Yifeng, sharply lower Tianhao's comprehensive evaluation in his angry brain, from competitors to enemies, then enemies, and then the evil image escalates again, reaching the height of the devil.

What kind of fusion form will the spores produce if such a person is targeted?

Tianhao is full of expectations for this.

Sitting quietly in his chair and gazing at Yifeng lying unconscious on the ground in silence, it is like an artist admiring his freshly completed work with a critical eye.

There was a rhythmic knock on the door outside, which only the guards around him would do.

"Come in!" Tianhao commanded casually.

A tall and burly warrior pushed the door in, knelt down on one knee in front of Tianhao, and said respectfully, "My lord, Pingjun is back, saying that there is an important situation to report to you in person. ”

……

Compared to the past, Pingjun has changed a lot now.

He deliberately restrained his fierce temperament, no longer stared at people as before, and the habit of tightening the skin at the corners of his mouth downwards was also changed, and he began to flip upward, even when he was usually alone, he would smile. Of course, this is not a harbinger of self-amusement psychosis, but a habit formed in daily life, which is easy to make people feel close.

An ordinary person.

Smiling will make more people accept you, the world is good, no one likes evil, just like day and night, just because we like the former, but have to face the latter, so choose to deal with it in a sleep way, and at the same time accumulate energy and sway freely when the sun is shining.

Pingjun has not read "On the Self-cultivation of an Actor", and all his disguise theory and practical application come from Tianhao's words and deeds. The heart of gratitude has never changed, and as the Rock Village has become a Rock City, Pingjun's loyalty is as hard as a stone, and it is becoming more and more solid.

The parlor is spacious, and the small, cramped and dark room is only suitable for unseen secrets. Tianhao picked up the teapot, filled the cups in front of Ping Jun and himself, and smiled gently: "Say, what's the gain?" ”

Pingjun hurriedly got up from the chair, took out a roll of animal skin from his underwear pocket, held it in both hands, and respectfully handed it to Tianhao.

This is a mole skin, the inner layer of grease and the outer layer of animal hair have been shaved clean, the surface has been treated with special materials, and the area after spreading out is equivalent to a piece of A4 paper in the era of civilization. The method of manufacturing the ink is very special: the bottom of the pot ash, peat powder, and then the diluted fish bone glue is mixed according to the proportion...... Writing in this ink will last a long time.

There was not much recorded on the animal skin, but Tianhao looked at it over and over again for nearly an hour.

Pingjun sat upright, maintaining absolute respect.

"Interesting...... I didn't expect the pig clan to be so chaotic? Tianhao chuckled faintly, never taking his eyes off the skin.

This information was collected by Pingjun recently.

From the last time Quya led his troops to attack Steel Tooth City, Tianhao ordered the focus of intelligence gathering to shift to the Pig Clan. Pingjun sent a large number of men, from the capital of the Pig tribe to the rest of the branches, and there was no omission. It took some time to analyze and collate the intelligence, but it was worth it overall.

The pig king is terminally ill and is dying.

It is normal to be born, old, sick and die, but the queen's harem is unstable: when he went out to inspect the territory five years ago, King Pig took a fancy to a young and beautiful woman, so he brought back the concubine. This woman was also angry, and gave birth to a son to the pig king that year.

The sub-tribe composition of the pig tribe is very special, and unlike other tribes, all the sub-tribes of the pig tribe are derived from within the main clan. To put it simply, the pig tribe implements a feudal system, and as long as the prince reaches adulthood, he can get the corresponding population and fief. Taking the Steel Tooth Department as an example, Iron Tooth, the king of steel teeth who was killed by Tianhao, is the son of the previous Pig King.

Including the youngest son, who is now five years old, the current pig king has five sons. Except for the eldest son, Shaya, who has a fief and is the king of the "Mad Fangs", the other three adult sons have not been entitled. They all lived in Fangs, and no one was allowed to leave without the consent of the Pig King.

This situation seems very strange, but in fact, it is an attitude of the pig king towards his favorite concubine according to the normal order of succession, and in any case, he will not be able to rank the youngest son who is only five years old. It is said that people are confused when they are old, and this sentence is appropriate for King Pig. He has long lost the ambition of his youth, and his physical condition is getting worse day by day, and the beautiful and gentle favorite concubine is of course more popular with him than the old and decrepit original partner. Aiwu and Wu, his attitude towards his young son naturally exceeds that of his other four sons. Although they have reached adulthood, their status in the heart of the pig king is getting lower and lower.

When you are older, your personality and thinking will become independent. In civilized times, if a thirty-year-old man is submissive to his parents, he will be scolded as a "mom boy". But it is undeniable that as parents, everyone wants their children to always be obedient and always obey their will.

On one side is the young son who accompanies him all day long and calls himself "Daddy" in a milky voice.

On the one hand, there are adults and their wings are stiff and want to fly.,Usually rarely meet.,Occasionally meet a group of bastard sons who turn their heads to the side.,Don't have the slightest respect for themselves.,Even secretly plotting for the throne.,The answer to this multiple-choice question is self-evident.。

But the queen is also unconscious. Who doesn't want their husband to be infatuated with them forever? But the years are a pig-killing knife, cutting one knife after another on the young and beautiful face, and seeing her husband lying on the bed of the young concubine every night, not bothering to look at herself, any woman will have resentment, and then hatred, and finally completely turn into hatred.

"Old bastard, you hurry up and die!" This is the current state of mind of the queen of the pig clan.

From the eldest to the fourth, everyone wants to be the new king.

The favorite concubine who gave birth to her youngest son hugged the thigh of the pig king tightly, she knew that this was her only support, so she plucked the pig king who was lying on the sickbed and was dying all day long to pass on the will to let the young son inherit the throne.

There are too many similar words, and the pig king also feels annoyed. Before Lao Tzu kicked his legs, you yelled and yelled at your own son to rush to the top, what do you want to do?

In short, Fangs City is now in turmoil and chaos.

"My lord, this is our chance." Ping Jun was very excited, he kept the etiquette, and his voice was very low: "As long as it works properly, at least half of the pig clan can be swallowed." ”