The night is like water, and Ron's life is water, and Ron, who is in the water, takes one last look at the Alps and begins to recall the rules of practice recorded in the Hides.

The cultivation of spiritual power includes generation, storage, fusion, operation, and emanation.

These are closely related to the density of the neural network, and Ron's neural network has just been formed, and mental power needs to be contemplated to be generated, which is very different from the absorption of spiritual energy and the assistance of drugs in the novel.

Ron had no eyelids, so he rolled his eyes and let go of his thoughts, but he didn't know what to meditate on?

There is no specific explanation in the book, you can only rely on your own groping, a small ditch, on both sides of the mud, there is also silt below, this is the most humble "Futian Cave Land".

As soon as Ron pondered, he remembered his previous life, he had just graduated from college and was working hard in a strange city, and for young people, the future was turbulent, but he encountered a storm, the kind that was beaten to death by a wave.

Ron opened his eyes, the meditation he needed couldn't be like this, change it.

Mr. Sa, the legendary boss of the Burning Legion, how could he choose him, even if he can survive, in the future, he will be powerless in the face of Sargeras, who wants to corrupt himself.

It still doesn't seem right.

This world is a little different from what I imagined, why is there Cthulhu everywhere, and I am just a paramecium, sad.

I finally got a book on cultivation, but I was snatched away by the cunning Naia, and in any era, I am the law of the jungle, and I can't do anything about it.

It's not right, my thoughts are all negative, how can I succeed in cultivation without chicken soup?

Ron decided to swim to the ocean, which was vast and suitable for his mottled thoughts.

Ron had tried to swim before, if Pangu was here, carrying him, it would be a few breaths, but he was too small, and in the second half of the night, Ron swam into the sea, and he let himself sink to the bottom of the sea, quiet and peaceful.

During the dive, Ron remembered that he had cilia for the first time, and he tried to see the sun, but he always sank weakly, and the despair at that time was exactly the same as now.

From paramecium to now, 10,000 years have passed, and I am still a worm, still unable to live on land, just going around on the bottom of the sea.

You need to evolve, you need to fight cancer cells, you need to beware of Cthulhu, you need to practice without a teacher, you need to change into human form, these are all so difficult......

It took a long time for Ron to sink to the bottom of the sea, living alone, so tired.

Ron returns to a meditative state.

But it still doesn't work, he doesn't know what mental power is at all, how to enter his neural network.

Irritable, Ron floats slowly at the bottom of the sea, feeling a little self-defeating.

Loneliness, unprecedented loneliness hit him, and Ron wanted to go back to his previous life, what kind of world is this, and what is himself?

A small bug measured in centimeters, TM is also terminally ill after being reborn, hey......

Ron, who was full of negative emotions, unconsciously swam to a volcanic crater, at this time the earth is full of volcanoes, and there are more seabeds, Ron is no longer surprised, the sulfurous sea water makes the temperature nearby rise, Ron doesn't care, it still costs a few hundred yuan to soak in a hot spring in his previous life.

Thinking of this, Ron simply moved closer and let the hot and bubbling sea "scorch" him.

Such a natural seawater volcanic hot spring could not be enjoyed in a previous life, Ron laughed at himself, starvation therapy did not matter, a lot of dead organic matter under the volcanic rocks, Ron feasted.

When you are full, you can sleep by the "hot spring", whether you live or die at will, anyway, you can't live for three months in your previous life, and now you have lived for more than 10,000 years, enough, although you are a bug, you have also seen the prehistoric world, how many scientists dream of things, and it is your turn to be enough.

Ron fell asleep thinking about it, and returned to the Emerald Dream in his dream, the place where he was reincarnated.

There the forests began to grow rapidly, where the moon set, rose, set, and rose again, where the grasslands were lush and withered, where the air was as clear and clear as the imaginary Alps, and there was as quiet and serene as the bottom of the sea.

Ron walked on the prairie, not knowing whether it was a past life or a present life, his eyes were blazing, his steps were firm, and his thinking was the same, that is, to move forward, to move forward......

Ron suddenly opened his eyes, he didn't know if it was a dream or waking up, he just felt that there was something outside, his brain could absorb the faint light above, the light gathered in his gaze, and then penetrated his brain, this feeling was very comfortable.

And his cranial nerves began to grow slowly and orderly, intertwined. Strong and powerful, like the road stretching all the way, as far as the headlights go, that road will go as far.

There were flickering points of light at the intersection of nerves, and his brain became immense, and those points of light became more and more, like stars hanging in the sky.

One, two, three, countless ......

"Ron? Ron? ”

"Ron? Ron? ”

Ron wakes up more comfortable than ever. He saw Pangu's concerned gaze, even though he had eyes all over his body.

"What's wrong, you're back so soon?"

"Fast? It's been ten days, wait, I'll do the math, well, it's twelve days, you know I'm not good at math. ”

"You've been gone for twelve days?"

"I went back to heaven and earth, I didn't see you, I looked for you everywhere, oh yes, I walked for ten days, and it took two days to come back to you!"

"You mean I slept for twelve days? Your math ......"

"Ron, what's wrong with you, oh my god, your body!"

Ron looked at his body and simply asked, "What's wrong with my body?" ”

"Is your evil cell resurrected again, look at you, you have a sarcoma in your neck."

Ron remembered that he had ordered a meal and slept by the relatively hot sea water for so long, and hey, activated his cancer cells again.

It seems that his indulgence is chronic suicide.

Without further ado, hurry up and let surgeon Pangu operate on himself.

Pangu didn't need him to say it, he had already opened his mouth to bite it, and Ron felt extremely painful this time.

"Ahh

Pangu was a little speechless, "Why don't you forget it?" ”

Ron remembered that his cranial nerves were growing densely in his dream, could it really evolve, and the pain was so intense?

"It's okay, you keep biting."

"Then I'll tap it, you can call it."

“…… Hurry up, don't ink. ”

Ron, who had cleaned the wound and drank Pangu's blood, groaned in prostration.

What should I do if sarcoma grows in the future? The anesthetic needs to be found quickly.

When I thought of anesthetic, I thought of Pangu's wonderful blood, and then I thought of the condiment that I promised Pangu, and I couldn't go ashore, so I could only rely on Pangu to give birth to human dexterous hands to do all this.

The thought of needing him to do more things with his fingers in the future, the tentacles were too disgusting.

He looked at Pangu's tentacles and thought about the anesthetic, and Pangu's tentacles trembled slightly.