Name...... It's called "popping beads".

Irin has always been satisfied with her taste for naming.

Simple and easy to remember, catchy, easy to understand, elegant and vulgar.

In the end, Irin's still not telling Molly what this batch of popping beads was really for.

Anyway, there are too many debts, and it won't hurt to owe a few more, so Irin's cheekiness and trouble Molly to order a small piece of equipment according to his requirements.

When Molly heard this, she saw that Irin seemed to be determined to be in debt until she was old, and she pointed to Irin in a huff and counted it, but in the end, for some reason, she agreed.

Irin silently gave Molly a thumbs up.

Irin managed to put all the poppers into the storage space, which made Irin completely relieved.

However, because the chest seems to contain too complex electronic components, it exceeds the threshold of "tower" to fit into the storage space.

But it doesn't matter.

There is no such thing as "gravity" in the storage space, and when all the poppers are "stuffed" into a corner, they only occupy a quarter of the space.

Except for Xiao Shisan's ancient knife, other props are stored in the form of "cards", and about one cubic meter of storage space is barely enough.

Looking at the stacked poppers in the storage space, Irin couldn't help but laugh.

……

The next world trial is becoming more and more urgent.

Of course, whether it is in the previous life or this life, the experience of the two lives is no longer a rookie, and his mentality is very calm, not like some new people, every time he enters the inner world, his palms will sweat nervously.

Everything from the heart.

While in Molly's lab, Irin plans to hurry up and try to familiarize herself with the new skills, and to develop "that ability".

It was only with more and more hole cards that Irin felt more secure.

After all, a skill like [Bloodthirsty Calamity] can only be placed at the end, and at the end of the end, it can't be played at will like [Calamity].

At the moment, Irin's not daring to squander the chaos at will.

If nothing else, the next one to be stuffed into the module to upgrade should be [Batmobile].

Irin was a little looking forward to what kind of existence the batmotor, which originally belonged to Bruce Wayne, would become after it became the [Apocalypse Mount].

Can you fly?

Or will it transform?

Or can it breathe fire?

Maybe you'll drink beer?

Just when Irin forgot to sleep and eat, and worked tirelessly to develop his abilities.

Lao Pan walked in directly, his face full of sadness.

He rubbed the baseball bat in his hand from time to time, and it seemed that the smooth feel made Lao Pan gradually addicted.

Every time Yi Rin sees Lao Pan's movements, he feels a feeling of "I don't know if I should say a sentence or not".

If Lao Pan knew why the other end of the stick was so slippery, would he collapse very much?

Thinking about it, Irin decided to kill him and not tell the story.

Forever.

"What's wrong?"

Irin asked casually.

Pan Xiaozheng sighed: "I may really be useless." ”

Irin thought for a moment, "Haven't you always been a waste?" ”

Pan Xiaozheng lifted the stick slightly, as if hesitating whether to knock a stick into Yi Rin's face.

What nonsense is the truth!

But Lao Pan's thought rose slightly, and he quickly lowered his head listlessly: "I feel that I can't enter the 'inner world' this time." ”

Irin smiled.

It turned out to be worried about this.

There are many budding newcomers in the apostolic forums who live in fear of dying in the next world.

Pan Xiaozheng is good, but he is worried that he will not be able to get in.

Pan Xiaozheng's situation is really incredible, and Yi Rin has never heard of it, let alone a solution, so he can only comfort casually: "Don't worry, I'm about the same time as you, I haven't entered yet, maybe you can enter by then." ”

Pinching your fingers, it is estimated that it will be in the past few days.

Irin silently calculated.

Lao Pan hung his head: "Alas~~~~"

Hey?

Wait a minute.

Irin looked up suddenly.

glanced at Lao Pan deeply.

His "skill" has just taken shape, and he is worried that it is not convenient to try it on himself......

Isn't there a suitable person?

In fact, this is not Yi Rin's deliberate attempt to pit Pan Xiaozheng to death.

It's just that......

Because this time, the spiritual attribute is still too low, and the condensed "that" always makes Yi Rin feel that it lacks a little taste, if he rashly tries it on himself, in case of any moth, others can't solve it at all.

"Well, Lao Pan, I actually, there is a way, but I don't know if you dare to try."

Irin said slowly with a serious expression.

“？”

Lao Pan held the stick, looked at Yi Rin's serious and focused expression, and slowly typed a question mark.

……

……

Ten minutes later.

Irin made a few simple preparations.

A small notebook, a pen.

The changes in Lao Pan's body can be recorded.

"Just in case, you put your stick away."

The corners of Yi Rin's eyes twitched slightly, looking at the stick in Lao Pan's hand, he always felt a little weird.

Lao Pan was not surprised, anyway, there were no enemies around, so he put away his stick.

"And ......"

“？”

"Wash your hands and wash them clean."

“？？？”

Finally.

Ready.

Irin wrote "Round.1" on the header of the first page of the notebook very seriously.

Well, it's good to be casual, don't take it seriously, just understand it yourself.

Lao Pan saw that Yi Rin was taking notes very seriously, and suddenly reacted: "Wait, you are experimenting with me?" ”

"Huh? Did you find out about this? ”

Irin smiled.

“……”

"Actually, it's not an experiment, I'm sure, although there may be some twists and turns in the process, but the success rate is still quite large, believe me, do you see which time I miscalculated?"

Lao Pan squinted his eyes and looked at Yi Rin's sincere eyes, still a little uncertain: "Are you sure you won't cheat me?" ”

Yi Rin smiled dumbly: "You are just a mobile warehouse now, maybe you won't become a box if you die, what's the benefit of me pit you?" All in all, it's a win-win trial, and I'm sure. ”

The last four words, Yi Rin bit very hard, emphasizing.

Lao Pan thought about it carefully, and it seemed that this was indeed the case.

Whether it was at the end of Gotham City or the "Zhang Huichun Incident" in Huating City, Yi Rin gave him the image of calmly and unhurriedly pit everyone, which really impressed Lao Pan.

And...... What Irin said seems to make sense!

He's been useless for so long now, it's better to let Irin toss around than go on like this.

Maybe he can toss "Pan Zhengyi" back.

"That'...... Yes. ”

Out of his limited trust in Irin, Pan decided to give up resistance and enjoy it in silence.

In fact.

For Irin, he didn't want to expose this new ability in front of anyone unless he had to.

But helplessly, in the current situation where the spiritual attributes are not up to standard, Irin's real uncertainty, so he will use this ability on himself first.

And, if you talk about the best people for experiments...... In fact, it should be Li Erpang, after all, he is more resistant to beating and tossing.

It's just that the little fat man has a more shrewd personality and is not profitable, if he lets the little fat man know about it, it is estimated that he will not be close to the area where Yi Rin is located.

As for the little fan brother Li Changge?

Yi Rin was really afraid that he would toss Li Changge to death.

So after thinking about it, Pan Xiaozheng, who was full of troubles, became the best candidate for the experiment.

"Hmm...... Sit tight. ”

Old Pan sat down obediently.

Irin begins to activate abilities.

As Irin became more and more focused, Irin's fingers gradually converged, as if the telekinetic power was an inch square on the fingertips, forming a tiny whirlpool.

Irin closed his eyes, and according to the feeling of the past, he controlled the vortex on his fingertips, imagining the telekinesis as substance, and then gradually converged towards the center of the "vortex", and the rotation speed became slower and slower...... And the density of mental power is getting denser and denser.

Finally!

Irin opened his eyes.

"It's done!"

Irin breathed a sigh of relief, and in his perception, a substance-like "needle" on Irin's fingertips, like the hands of a clock, slowly rotated on Irin's fingertips.

But from Pan's point of view, Irin seemed to just hold up a finger and then make a constipated expression, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead from time to time.

“？”

Seeing that Yi Rin opened his eyes again, Lao Pan couldn't feel what changes had occurred on his fingertips.

- "Reading the needle".

This is one of the abilities that Irin has developed in another future after mastering the power of telekinesis.

But the real use of this ability does not lie in the "recitation" itself.

Rather—

"The shape is almost the same, but it can't be compressed into a thinner ......" Irin used the fastest speed to feel the "reading needle" rotating on his fingertips, comparing the difference with the "complete version", and said slowly: "Although it is a little thicker and a little crooked, the 'reading needle' should theoretically be between the virtual and the real, and it should also be able to use ......"

"I just don't know...... After poking it down, there will be a lot of deviation. ”

Reading needles?

Poke?

Crooked?

Should it work?

Pan Xiaozheng's ears trembled slightly, and he took all the self-talk that Yi Rin did not deliberately suppress his voice into his ears.

He suddenly felt that something was wrong.

"Wait, tell me first——???"

Perceive, aim, chant the needle, go!

Yi Rin smiled slightly, his fingers flickered, he didn't intend to give Lao Pan a chance to hesitate and put forward his opinions, the "reading needle" was silent, formless and colorless, and poked it fiercely towards a certain "point" that Yi Rin had already aimed at in advance.

Pan Xiaozheng's words were only halfway through, and they came to an abrupt end.

Suddenly.

Lao Pan's eyes were slightly confused for a moment, but the next moment, he stood up from his chair suddenly.

Jerked.

Jerked.

With another thud, head up, feet down, and slammed into the ceiling.

Knock –

Syllable.

Yi Rin watched expressionlessly as Lao Pan fell from the ceiling, and then, without saying a word, silently drew an XY axis under "Round.1", using the simplest coordinate system to record the data of the deviation of the "castrated version of the reading needle".

Then another page was turned.

- Write "Round.2".

Lao Pan was suddenly upset by this and fell to pieces.

What was the fat thing just now?

Why did it fly all of a sudden?

He just wanted to stand up?

Lao Pan looked confused.

Wait a minute.

That is, I'm still there?

In other words, Pan Zhengyi didn't come back?

To be more precise, am I still useless?

Pan Xiaozheng's groggy head quickly came back to his senses, and he bounced off the ground, a hole in his forehead, and he was bleeding with a snort.

He was eager to skillfully pull out his stick.

"You explain to me—"

Perceive, aim, chant and go!

Yi Rin's "reading needle" condensed gradually faster, and before Lao Pan could react, the second shot had already poked at the "other point" again.

“？？？”