After the iron slag put away the harmonica, the old blind eye took a deep breath and sighed: "It's been eighty years, this is the second time I've seen the war song harmonica, I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it......"

"Nancheng? The southern city of the Northern Wilderness? Iron Slag asked.

"Yes, I was born and raised there...... "The old blind eye said slowly, and in the empty eye sockets, as if deep longing flowed, "alas...... I haven't been back for years, and I don't know if it's still the same......"

Listening to the old man's emotion, Iron Slag didn't know what to say, so he chose to be silent.

After about half an hour, the old blind came to his senses from the memories of the past, smiled at the iron scum, and said, "I'm sorry, but when I'm old, I always remember some things from the past, and I've kept you waiting." ”

"It's fine." Iron Slag waved his hand and asked, "So, can I go?" ”

"Young man, as the master of the war song harmonica, you can come and go at any time, and the door of the cold storage is always open for you." After speaking, the old blind man pondered for a moment, and then asked, "How many people have seen your harmonica?" ”

"Very little." Iron slag answered truthfully. Indeed, he has only taken it out twice so far.

"Don't let people see it easily outside, it's a big no-no in the temple, and if they find out, they will hunt down and kill them recklessly." The old blind eye changed his tone and said sincerely.

"Hmm." Iron Slag nodded earnestly.

"Young man, whatever ability you want, please pick any one." The old blind said.

"I don't have any money." Iron Slag grinned and said.

"This is a gift from the humble corpse bearer to the Holy Wolf Guardian, please accept it." The old blind man said solemnly. Hearing what the old man said, Tie Slag was not polite, and directly picked up the booklet, pointed to the item "No. 8795" just now and said, "I want this." ”

"Why don't you consider the 'cicada wings' in the back?" The old blind asked. In fact, there are two numbered corpses in the back that also have insect flying wings, and they are the fastest flying "cicada flying wings", but the spectrum of cicada flying wings and butterfly flying wings is relatively similar, with a probability of 50% each, and iron slag does not dare to bet.

"I have a corpse here, 100% sure it's a cicada wing, are you interested?." The old blind added.

Iron Slag hesitated for a moment, then replied, "Forget it, let's still do it." "Just now he saw the introduction of cicada wings, and the growth cycle of mmenous wings is half a year, which is too long. Even if the flight speed is much faster, no matter how fast it is, it is no more than a psionic power armor. Therefore, this ability is still more auxiliary than combat.

"By the way, do you have a basic level ability?" The old blind man suddenly asked.

"I don't need it, the basic ability is useless." Iron Slag replied.

"Want to hear my opinion?" The old blind smiled slightly, and sold a pass. Iron Slag nodded, and then, the old blind eye slowly analyzed.

First of all, among the insect abilities, the lower the ability, the greater the change in the body structure, and the more improvement you get at the same time. Since Iron Slag is a composite evolutionary, he feels that his basic ability is useless. Suppose two wormers with a single worm ability face off, and in most cases, the one with the base ability wins.

Comparatively, the more advanced the insect ability and the higher the degree of combination of human genes, but the legendary and epic abilities are basically based on support and amplification, and cannot directly participate in combat. Therefore, in terms of re-fighting, the abilities of the basic and rare levels are especially important.

Secondly, in terms of the stability of the gene chain, the diamond array can be compatible with six abilities, while the higher-level "Absolute Barrier" can be compatible with seven abilities, and the highest-level "Eternal Immortal" can be compatible with eight abilities. Although it has not been tested by a detector for the stability of the gene strand, it can be preliminarily determined that the iron slag can hold at least six insect slags.

The old blind suggested that if he didn't have a basic ability, he should absorb one, which would be of great help to improve the overall combat power.

"I can only absorb two more abilities." Iron Slag said. His inclination is to fly wings and venom, preferably the captain's kind of "anteater spider venom". In this way, his soldier ant army has the ability to fly and the venom gland, which can greatly improve the efficiency of detection and the success rate of sneak attacks.

"Hmm......" The old blind pondered for a while, nodded and said, "Let's absorb the flying wings first, and then make the next step according to the specific situation." With that, the old blind man approached the wall and fumbled for the nameplate on the metal drawer. It didn't take long for the old blind eye to reach for the nameplate numbered "8795", then groped down for the pull ring, and pulled the metal drawer out of the wall.

I saw a frozen male corpse lying in the big drawer, about twenty years old. Later, the old blind man beckoned Iron Slag to come and help, and took out the body. Then, the two of them walked to the other end of the passage, and the old blind man groped for a moment on the metal wall, and opened a small door.

After entering the door is a small room with a metal disc in the middle. The old blind man motioned for the iron slag to place the body on the disc, and then activated the heating switch. As the electric gate fell, hundreds of red rays of light fell from the ceiling, shining on the cold corpses, and the small room began to heat up rapidly. The two of them then left the small room, closed the door and waited outside.

About half an hour later, the two returned to the small room again. By this time, the corpse on the metal disc had thawed, and the blood flowed down the cracks of the disc to the ground. The old blind man went up to inspect it, then turned off the heater and exited the small room. After the old blind man had gone, the iron slag walked onto the disc, half-knelt down, and then stretched out his left hand and placed it on the corpse.

It didn't take long for countless tiny red blood vessels to stick out of his wrists, like living creatures, scrambling into the flesh of the corpse......

After more than ten minutes, Tie Slag's lips were pale, his face was blue, fine cold sweat oozed from his forehead, and his whole body was trembling slightly, as if he was so weak that he would fall down at any time. After a few more minutes, one small vessel-after another retracted into his wrist, and as they returned, the iron slag's face gradually turned rosy.

After all the small blood vessels retracted into the body, the iron slag stood up. At this point, he felt a slight itch coming from both shoulder blades, just like he had felt when he had used to use the blade. He quickly took off his shirt and left his back exposed. Immediately after, he tensed the muscles in his back, clenched his fists and suddenly exerted force!

With a loud cry, four slender cylinders rushed down from the shoulder blades behind him. I saw that the cylinder was two long and two short, translucent, covered with blood and transparent mucus. After rushing out of the body, the cylindrical object split into countless tiny wing veins, which gradually stretched out. If you look closely, there is a translucent film between the wing veins and the wing veins. After a few seconds, the cylindrical expands in a fan-shape, forming two pairs of membranous wings, one long and one short.

Then, the two pairs of membranous wings vibrated at an extremely high frequency. Suddenly, a huge wind swept through the room. At the same time, the iron slag slowly lifted off the ground and was suspended in the air for half a meter. Since the place was too cramped, he quickly gave up his attempt and fell back to the ground.

After walking out of the small room, the old blind eye greeted him, stretched out his thumb and said, "Young man, you are lucky." ”

"What kind of ability is this?" Iron Slag asked with a sideways look at the membranous wings behind him.

"Ant-like wings." The old blind man replied.

"That's really good." Iron Slag stretched out his hand and smoothed the thin membranous wings and said. Then, he tensed his back muscles and contracted hard, and the two pairs of membranous wings immediately detached from his body and fell off. He'd already tried, and the membranous wings weren't like his blades, and once they were deployed, they couldn't be retracted. For now, concealment comes first, so ant-like wings with a shorter growth cycle are the best fit for his needs.

After the membranous wings fell off, the iron slag picked it up and took a closer look. I saw that the membranous wing surface was covered with criss-crossing wing veins. These wing veins are like skeletons. It plays a role in supporting and reinforcing the wing surface, and is also related to the torsional movement of the wing during flight. Tend to be the tougher the membranous wings, the denser the wing veins will be. Compared to cicadas or bees, ants have few wing veins, but compared to mosquitoes, they are considered dense. In addition, Iron Slag noticed that the edges of the membranous wings were covered with tiny spikes, which was probably a change brought about by his blade joints, so he wondered if his thrash life had also had an effect.

After more than ten minutes, Iron Slag and Old Blind returned to the hut on the ground and made an appointment to come back next time. Because genetic plunder consumes a lot of stamina, and it takes a period of stability to fuse new abilities, he can't absorb abilities continuously. At the same time, this is also his common knowledge as an insectist, and the continuous absorption capacity is easy to disorder the sequence of mutant genes and human genes, resulting in a complete collapse of the gene chain.

Walking out of the hut, he saw Satsuki standing with her hands behind her back and gently swaying her body in the morning light.

"Let's go." Iron Slag beckoned, and then led her into the old street and returned the same way. Two hours later, the two returned to the shopping street in the east of the city. Before parting, Tie Slag gently patted Xiaoyue's shoulder and said seriously: "Thank you for today's incident." ”

"Thanks for what?" Xiao Yue smiled and asked.

"Without your trust, we're likely to fight." After speaking, Tie Slag took out the money bag and handed it over, and then said, "Friend, there are fifty gold here, let's take it to live first, maybe ...... It's time for a change of job. ”

Xiao Yue didn't take the money bag, but took a step back, looked sideways at the pedestrians coming and going on the street, and said faintly: "I can't take your money, and I won't change jobs, the old street never raises useless people, this is the rule for hundreds of years." ”

"Why can't I change jobs?" Iron Slag pointed to the gun not far away and said, "Isn't it good to be a shopping guide?" ”

Satsuki turned her head and looked at him quietly......

Suddenly, she smiled slightly and said, "As long as you can afford it, she will sleep with you, do you know that there is never a priceless woman in Wind Sand Castle." ”

"Why?" Iron Slag asked puzzled.

"To live......" After saying that, Satsuki bowed to him and saluted, then turned to leave.

Watching the girl's slender figure disappear into the bustling crowd, Iron Slag took a deep breath, only to feel a panic in his chest. Perhaps, this is the so-called fate......