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There is a saying to describe some special industries, which do not open for three years, and eat for three years. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info The same is true for everyone now, a small group of orcs are in trouble to death, and after taking the risk of sneaking up on an orc hundred, one harvest is better than working hard for a long time.

And now these Chosen Ones have tasted the sweetness of a large number of meritorious contributions, and they have brought out the hidden elements of this sentence, if they have been open, they will not only be able to eat for three years, but also be able to eat and drink spicy food within three years.

And in the evening, when the third wave of orcs and hundred-man teams were so angry and searched everywhere for what kind of human being, they attacked themselves so boldly, and killed almost all the officials above the squad leader, and every Chosen One hiding in the dense forest received at least four hundred merits.

"It's just a day of non-stop killing, and you won't get much more than these, right?" Matsushita Stone was very excited at this time, because the lethality of his bomb was fully exerted among the beasts, and he got a lot of merits at this time, which was enough to redeem a position of his own.

But when a few Chosen ones were secretly happy, Zhao Zhi poured cold water on them: "If you are willing to clean up all the small groups of orcs, you will get more, the more you pay, the more you get, and the little adds up, those scattered orcs are a process of accumulation, but unfortunately, most of you have given up." ”

"A little adds up? Didn't you say it before, we don't necessarily have much time left, and every battle is a little careless, and after being surrounded by a large number of orcs, we will be defeated by the human sea tactics. Matsushita Shi used Zhao Zhi's words to fight back, thinking that the other party would have nothing to say, but what he got was a sigh from Zhao Zhi.

"Of course, I'm talking about those people who use hand-to-hand combat, such as Kasuo and Wu Yong, Xiaoqian and Fangzheng, wearing power armor only consumes the mind and body to throw a bomb, when it is not dangerous enough, of course it will not be very tired, but hand-to-hand combat is a great test of physical strength and spirit, as a result, I want to remind them that you have heard the psychology, see, a few people are now tired as if they are going to die."

Zhao Zhi and the others were still chatting, and after the sound fell into Fang Zheng's ears, all of them were automatically filtered.

Although he is right, he is indeed tired, but if he is not tired now, he will be even more tired in the future. However, Fang Zheng is tired not because of exhaustion, but because he is much more special than others, for example, although Wu Yong's attack is powerful and powerful, let alone three hundred rounds, it is more than ten minutes to rest, but Fang Zheng is because of the different genes in the body, as long as there are genetic factors, the tired cells are reborn once, with enough genes, as long as Fang Zheng's spirit is not tired, theoretically he can fight forever.

But now Fang Zheng is really tired, because when he fights, he does not infinitely copy the cells on his body, but now Fang Zheng is taking the initiative to copy the special body tissues on his hands, that is, the cells that adapt to this world, to the whole body.

Without enough corpses of people in this world, it is impossible for Fang Zheng to change the cells in his body, but just like when Fang Zheng directly used the cells in his body, and then continued to use the ability of other gene factors to reproduce the cells that had been extracted, and finally turned his body into a body suitable for that world through a little bit of genetic factors.

That's what Fang Zheng is doing at this time, copying the body of the world on his hands that can feel the wind element, and then letting himself use the holy sword to maximize the effect of the wind element.

So in the eyes of people, Fang Zheng is tired and rests directly, but he is stepping up the replication of the genes in his body here. Because Zhao Zhi is right, everyone's time is indeed running out, and the rules of equivalent exchange are certain, since they kill the same orcs, then how many merits will they get.

Whether it is deception or bad psychological use, what Fang Zheng and Wu Yong did was not to make people think that they could get more for no reason, but in fact, they tried to kill the powerful orcs as much as possible to clear the obstacles for the future battle. Fang Zheng believed that his gang would definitely not wait for the orc leader to be elected, and retribution would come.

And the whole world is like a sphere that gradually rolls down towards a slightly arc slab, and they killed a large number of orcs at this time, just like pressing a section of the slab down a little more, and the event represented by the sphere will speed up the rolling effect, and it is likely to speed up under the rolling.

However, Founder can't manage so much, and now he can do a little more, which is to reduce his difficulties in the future.

And just when Fang Zheng was speeding up the decomposition of his body, suddenly his spirit seemed to be shaken, and a long-lost voice suddenly burst out of his ears, there was already a world, and Fang Zheng had never heard this voice anymore.

"After your constant attempts, you will get a new special factor! Replication factor! ”

A little excited, he simply checked it, but Fang Zheng couldn't laugh or cry. It turns out that this replication factor is a special factor obtained because it constantly decomposes its own body and wants to restore the lost cells, and then uses the obtained factor to change the cells in the body that are suitable for this world.

When you are decomposing your body, you can choose to get a replication factor that has been fixed and can only have one effect, at this time, after using the replication factor, you can change the factor that is twice as different from the replication factor to the factor when you decompose your body, so that Founder can copy the factor you want faster.

It's just that it seems that his speed has accelerated, but in fact it is still the principle of equivalent exchange, although he can speed up himself, but in fact he has paid even more price.

However, what Fang Zheng has to say is that in one night, when he finally consumed the genetic factors he owned, he successfully turned his body into a body that adapted to this world. In the end, the bronze level is still much lower than the original silver level, so the genetic factors that have the greatest effect in the bronze level make Fang Zheng very satisfied, whether it is to replenish energy or explode.

It's just embarrassing that the spells in his own code not only need the corresponding spell page, but also need the magic factor, this thing is really impossible to do, the magic factor except for the decomposition of equipment and the corpse of the magic creature, Fang Zheng has no other way for the time being, and he can't get it, and now he can only have the skills of a mage but can't use it.

Thinking about the time when I stood on the roof of the building and threw the thunder spear, my youth is really gone.

When the sky is getting brighter, the new hunt naturally continues. The reason why the Chosen ones didn't go back to kill a horse pistol and directly use the previous orcs to get a lot of merits, Zhao Zhi's explanation is that the orcs may not necessarily choose the boss, and everything must have a process, since you want to maximize the benefits, you have to do it step by step for at least two more days, and then kill back and harvest everything in a short time, which is the best way to use time.

Anyway, these people believed Zhao Zhi's words anyway, and when Fang Zheng acted this time, he was still the one who was at the forefront at this time, so he had long been accustomed to facing a large number of orcs alone, looking at these shocked and random angry expressions, Fang Zheng's heart was a little eager to try this time.

Although the body has become adapted to this world, what Fang Zheng got is not a perfect body, simply put, it is a body similar to that of ordinary people, but his advantage is that he can resonate with the holy sword, when using the holy sword, his body is like a repeater, after extracting a large amount of wind elements from the air, he makes his sword swing faster.

However, becoming faster has now become a thing of the past, and now that his body has undergone so many changes, Fang Zheng feels that this time, he will definitely be able to obtain other abilities.

And just when he was thinking about it, Fang Zheng, who roared and lifted his breath, held the holy sword in both hands and rushed over directly, suddenly, Fang Zheng only felt that his body was like a sponge in an instant, and the moisture in the air rushed into his body crazily, and the next moment this pain became comfortable.

Fang Zheng knew that he was definitely not a masochist, but this feeling made him really cool, as if he had turned into the wind at this time, and when he wanted to rush to the face of the orc more than ten meters away in front of him, Fang Zheng only felt that his step had just been taken, and the air around him was like water, so that he who had become a swimming fish came to the orc's face more quickly.

So fast!

Not only Fang Zheng, but also the two Chosen People in the headshot world who were acting with Fang Zheng behind him, were all taken aback by Fang Zheng's speed at this time, they were trained to even predict where the bullet would be fired, but they couldn't see exactly how Fang Zheng rushed out.

And after seeing his speed, the party Fangzheng was not surprised at first, but excited!

People who are troubled by strength are never suitable to be the Chosen One, and only to accept their own abilities and pursue greater abilities is what the true Chosen One should have. At this time, after Fang Zheng obtained the ability to be fast, he felt that not only could he be so fast, but also the speed of swinging his sword could be faster!

"Whew!"

In a flash, the head of the orc in front of him flew high, and Fang Zheng had already rushed in front of another orc, followed by another sword, the holy sword seemed to be incarnated into the wind, just an idea, and the fast Fang Zheng had already solved the orc in front of him faster.

At this time, Fang Zheng didn't know how many people were surprised by his movements, as if Fang Zheng had become a person they didn't know, but Fang Zheng knew that he could still be faster, and if his speed at this time could be controlled to a perfect realm, he could reduce his consumption by more.