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Why did mom choose that? Xiao Yezi found a description of the escape plan in the database about choosing this point in time:

Xiaoyezi: Parasitism is a very risky thing. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info I didn't want any interference in the process, so I chose the three landing sites far away. Zhang Bingdong's landing site was in his birthplace, improving his survival rate. Qi's landing site is in the most crowded place, and with his appearance, there should be a lot of trouble, even death. The landing sites of the alien monsters on both sides are in the vast sea, and whether they can survive depends on their ability.

There are accidents in everything, and I'm afraid that my simulations don't match the facts, and you put yourself in danger for this secondary request of mine, which I don't want, so I won't tell you why I chose this time period. You can see that there is no error in my simulation calculations. Just go ahead and see you in twenty years!

It turned out that everything was in my mother's calculations. But if you just want to avoid interference, why not just let Qi and the two monsters go to outer space to drift? Wouldn't that be easier and more straightforward? Xiao Yezi solved a doubt, but there was another mystery.

However, my mother is a self-aware intelligence, and maybe she will think about things from more angles and levels, which she can't understand at this stage. The countdown to the launch began.

…… 10、9、8、7…… Launch! The three rescue pods shot out of the ruined bow like arrows from the broken bow and threw themselves far into the arms of the original planet. The bow of the ship also slowly drifted towards the predetermined orbit under this reaction force.

Goodbye, Mom, and goodbye in twenty years! Zhang Bingdong woke up from the depths of his consciousness and found himself suspended in a sleep box.

Still alive! Zhang Bingdong danced with his hands and was ecstatic. God really treats him well, and he won't let himself die in vain! Hahahaha~

After being excited, I realized that there was a dull pain all over my body, as if the old injuries had not fully recovered. Maybe he was injured while fleeing and hasn't recovered, hehe, it seems that it is not so easy to escape from a star collision or a nuclear explosion! But it's okay, it's still alive and well!

Zhang Bingdong climbed out of the sleeping box, only to see that Xiao Bai and Xiao Hei were suspended in the rescue cabin, and dutifully protected the four azumarine concave and convex pieces and the soul microscope. Zhang Bingdong carefully checked it, and the small white and small black of the whole crystal were not damaged, and the precision microscope and precious concave and convex pieces were also not broken under their protection. Lucky!

Feeling out the six ...... in his arms Oh, it's four hedrons, and two are missing on the spur of the moment...... (Zhang Bingdong was crying in his heart) Zhang Bingdong used his mental power to probe it, and the pictures and texts in the spar were clearly imprinted in his brain, and he thought that he would be invincible after learning this in the future, Zhang Bingdong was overjoyed, and happily browsed one by one with the spar, and even the spar of the demon king printed with unknown runes also looked at it by the way.

In the past, when I got the spar, I saw unknown text content, so I didn't pay attention to it later, but I knew that it was very precious and kept it with me. Later, he impulsively sent two spars to the two monsters, also because although the two stones were precious, they were useless to carry on their bodies if they couldn't understand them. But now it seems that the words in this spar are not as clueless as when they were first read, but feel very familiar. Zhang Bingdong was pleasantly surprised, carefully studied these symbols, and finally thought that this is not the well-known text of the big head and the two monsters!

However, this is the Dark Lord's spar, and the words inside the spar are the words used by most of them, what does this mean? Could it be that the big heads are from the same world as the Dark Lord! Breaking news! What a discovery!

No wonder when the Three Monsters were found, there were four metal boxes, but only three were found, and the last box was open! Zhang Bingdong speculated that the last box was the one that the Dark Lord had slept in. How did the Dark Lord get to the original world? I heard Zhi Brain say that only the captain escaped with the Cosmic Enterprise, and it is possible that the Dark Lord was able to escape by hiding on the spaceship. But after more than 300 years, the Dark Lord was sealed here by the Emperor of Light, and in the original world, who would know how to use the interstellar portal? …… The identity of the Emperor of Light is about to come out - the captain of the interstellar mothership XX - forgot to ask the name of the captain of the brain!

Oh my God, I was so amazing that I found out about such a big thing!! ~~Yes! ~Yes! ~Yes! ~~~ Swelling swelling swelling - (gorilla thumping action)

But after the Dark Lord was sealed to an alien planet, he stayed for at least a few decades, so why didn't he have contact with the brain? It's also an explanation that the brain can't detect such a necromancer, but it doesn't make sense that even the Dark Lord can't detect it!? Also, since the Dark Lord and the Big Head are in the same group, why didn't they save them when they fled?

Sky! It's so annoying that I should be asked to solve such a great problem! Zhang Bingdong made several assumptions with his limited wisdom while stinky and beautiful, but all failed. After several setbacks, Zhang Bingdong gave up on solving this 'great problem'.

Zhang Bingdong looked at the spar carefully, and this time he could actually understand two or three symbols. It seems that with the revival of the remnants of the big head's memories, it is only a matter of time before he understands the contents of this spar, this is the skill of the Dark Lord! Hahahaha, I have a full set of necromantic knowledge infused by Qi, plus six of the Light Pope's and the Dark Lord...... (Two were given away!) Four hedrons (the heart is dripping blood!) ）…… Barely ...... OK...... Invincible...... Woowoowoooo......oo It's good that those two didn't give away!

~~ Swelling and swelling - (gorilla beating chest action) - Zhang Bingdong wants to beat himself to death here. I wanted to be a little proud of myself, but I didn't expect it to be completely annoyed.

Zhang Bingdong remembered the strange words. At that time, Qi picked up a spar of the Dark Demon King, and Zhang Bingdong picked up two, but after studying it for a day, Qi also gave the one in his hand to Zhang Bingdong. At that time, Zhang Bingdong was very strange, even if he couldn't understand such a valuable spar, it was good to keep it. Qi said that his main direction of attack is soul transfer, don't say that you can't understand this spar, even if you can understand it, you have to throw away these distractions. Maybe Qi is a bit too radical, but maybe that's why Qi can become a strong man.

Yes, single-mindedness is a virtue! I have strange knowledge, the Pope's three spars and the Demon King's spar are already not very specific, and they should have been satisfied a long time ago. Besides, the two spars were also given to the right person, and the two monsters happened to understand these words...... Although there are many reasons, the hidden pain in my heart is still difficult to get rid of, and I am greedy enough. It seems that greed is really not a good thing, not only is he not at peace, but he may also harm others at that time, and he really has to reflect on it!

In the battle for the flesh, Zhang Bingdong suspended quietly, and rarely thought about some issues of self-cultivation.

But after thinking about it for a while, he felt bored, he didn't want to hurt others, but others still wanted to hurt himself! No, there's a strange metal parasitic on my body! Why don't you get it out before it happens! But it hurts!

But long pain is better than short pain! Will lose blood!

But maybe you will lose yourself in the future! Just as Zhang Bingdong was hesitating, a delicate voice sounded in his head: "Zhang Bingdong, hello!" ”

"Who? Who's talking? Zhang Bingdong was inexplicably surprised and lost his voice. The little life-saving cabin, except for himself, is a little white and black who can't speak. The delicate voice teased, "It's me, aren't you trying to get me out?" ”

Zhang Bingdong was shocked: "Smart brain! "Hehe, yes, see if you can still move?"

Zhang Bingdong found that his body from the neck down was completely unable to move, and his consciousness was numb, as if he no longer belonged to him, he was very frightened, and his soul flew away and said: "What's going on!?" "Oh," Zhi Brain said slowly, "I might as well tell you, in the past ten days or so, my metal tentacles have invaded your cervical vertebrae and fused perfectly with it." In other words, if you take me out, you will inevitably injure the cervical spine and become a high paraplegic, and you will spend the rest of your life in bed from now on. ”

Zhang Bingdong was shocked and angry: "I promised to parasitize you, why do you still treat me like this!" "Humph! How can I protect myself if I don't do that? Didn't you just think it was against me? ”

"Don't think that I can't help it, I can't move my hands, don't you know how to call Xiaobai Xiaohei?!" "Okay, it's a big deal, the fish die and the net is broken, and both sides lose!"

Zhang Bingdong laughed angrily: "Hahahaha~, joke, what loses both?" I'm not sure I'll be a standard necromancer, but you're done with it! Zhi Brain's tone was actually fearless: "This body has infinite potential, are you really willing to do it?" ”

"What's reluctant, am I waiting for death!" "What if we don't have to die and we all live together peacefully?"

"Humph! Is it possible? "Of course, we are now both prosperous and loss-making, and cooperation is wise."

Zhang Bingdong sneered: "You treat me like this now, I don't know what will happen in the future." Instead of losing consciousness and becoming the walking dead in the future, it's better to make a break now! Zhi Brain also-for-tat: "Then you can break it!" But I advise you to think about it, if you believe me, you can get a strong arm, my strength is the top in the intelligence world. If you don't believe me, then you not only lost a powerful arm, but also lost a body with great potential, I am just a conscious and inanimate metal, fight with me, it is not worth it for you! ”

"So what, it's better than being cheaper for nothing!" "You don't believe me!"

"How do I believe you?" ……

…… The dispute reached an impasse for a while, and the two did not speak for a long time.

Zhang Bingdong: If you move it now, you will be paralyzed, which is equivalent to losing your body and having to be a necromancer. If it is not moved, it will invade the body and brain, lose the body and even consciousness, and I am afraid that the dead spirit will not be able to do it at that time. Alas, it's annoying, it's terrible! It is true that you can become a necromancer now, but you have lost a good body. Is there any way to suppress the Necromancy? Zhi Brain: It seems that the idea is quite striking, but unfortunately the time is too short, and it will take about three months to invade the brain and turn him into a vegetative person. If he really did that kind of necromancy, then even if I didn't die, I wouldn't have a way to live. But how can you convince him? …… There's no way, let's have a delaying tactic first.

…… Zhi Brain said: "That's it, I don't have to parasitize on your body, when you get to the original world, help me find another host." ”

"Really!?" "Really"

didn't expect things to be solved so easily, Zhang Bingdong was overjoyed. "Then let's get along with each other for the past two years in space!"

Zhang Bingdong hesitated: "Two years?" "I can do a lot of things in two years, who knows if Zhi Brain is lying to himself! I still remember the fact that I was deceived by it to an alien planet.

"Why, you still don't believe me?" Zhang Bingdong secretly thought: Believe you, you can't pay for your life if you cheat the dead!

Zhi Brain said in an indifferent tone: "Okay, you do your necromancy, I do my metal, everyone is at ease." Zhang Bingdong said angrily: "What are you saying and doing, I don't want to do this!" Why don't you think of a way? ”

Zhi Brain: "You don't believe me, I can't help it, you can think for yourself!" Zhang Bingdong pondered for a while, and suddenly said happily: "There is a way!" ”

Forgetting that he was still cerebral palsy, he wanted to reach out to take the corpse poison, of course, he couldn't move. Zhang Bingdong said angrily: "Don't let go of me yet!" ”

The wisdom brain has lifted the ban and can move freely. happily took out the corpse poison given by Qi, thought about it, and handed it over to Xiaobai to operate it properly. So he wrapped all the corpse poison with death energy, and first covered his chest with paralysis, and his chest turned black. Commanded Xiaobai to cut two openings, and then infiltrated the corpse poison into it.

Zhi Brain found that there was a very powerful virus invading the body, and the infection was extremely rapid, and he was shocked: "What are you doing?" Zhang Bingdong smiled and said proudly: "Deal with your magic weapon!" ”

After speaking, he carefully controlled the spread of corpse poison, confined it to the skin on his chest, and contaminated his heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys, and intestines. In this way, once the corpse poison occurs, it can only be eliminated unless all the internal organs are dug out. Then I used death energy to protect all the bodies outside the infected area, and after examining it, heh, it's done! Zhi Brain mobilized the immune function in the body to test it preliminarily, but who knew that the virus was extremely powerful, and the anti-epidemic cells died one after another when they came into contact with it, and they didn't even have a chance to struggle.

"What the hell is this virus?" Zhi Brain asked loudly, seemingly very jealous. "Hehe, I might as well tell you, this is called zombie poison, without the support of my magic, they will quickly spread all over the body, making me a zombie, so that once I lose consciousness, all you get is a zombie!"

Zhi Nao said: "You are playing with fire!" Zhang Bingdong said: "Take you with this. Time. Explode. Will people who are going around be afraid to play with fire?! Let's get along well for the past two years! Hehe~"

After doing so many things, Zhang Bingdong also felt tired, so he still started to practice the soul independence technique earlier, only when the soul is independent, can he completely get rid of the parasite's control. Zhang Bingdong began to meditate when he entered the box and began his long journey of solitary soul. And the brain is not idle, silently stretching its metal tentacles along the neural network.

A seemingly peaceful battle for physical sovereignty gradually began......

Life in spaceZhang Bingdong woke up from the darkness and saw himself curled up in a chaotic space. Looking around blankly, I saw that the clouds were misty and I couldn't see.

Walking through the clouds and fog, walking aimlessly, Zhang Bingdong didn't know who he was and why he was in this place. I don't know how long I've been walking, but it feels like a long, long time has passed, and I can search for it, but this ghost place is nothing but clouds and mist, and it seems to be boundless, and it will never end. Go, go, go. The cloud-eyed man had long since given up the luxury of searching for something, and only stumbled like a walking corpse in the cloud of smoke. I passed through the clouds, one by one, one by one, one by one, and one by one, and there was still a cloud in front of me. In such an environment, if you stay for a long time, you will either go crazy or become an idiot.

Zhang Bingdong, who is already in a state of sub-idiotcy, no longer has any ideas in his mind, only an obsession that never stops. I passed through the clouds, patches, patches, and patches of mist, and there was still a cloud in front of me. After passing through the fog in front of him, which was indistinguishable from hundreds of millions of other clouds and mist, there was a sudden change in front of him—I saw a black hole appear out of thin air, and there were no clouds and mist within a radius of ten zhang. The misty Diya idiot looked at this black hole fixedly, and he didn't understand for a long time, what was going on, how was it different.

As if a small piece of clear space in front of him can also make people's hearts clear, a sense of enlightenment rose in the heart of the idiot, so Zhang Bingdong came back to his senses. "Yay! ～”

The tiredness of the whole body was swept away, and he suddenly became refreshed and even excited. Zhang Bingdong ran over, regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, he got into it, even if it was hell inside, he recognized it! Zhang Bingdong slid into a long, pitch-black passage, sliding, sliding...... I saw a white dot, is it the end? …… Gliding out at a very fast speed, Zhang Bingdong flew into the white light......

Flying through the dazzling white light, my eyes changed and began to be colorful. Everywhere there are ...... light and shadow, people and things, sounds and colors, Zhang Bingdong flew through layer after layer of images, joy, anger and sorrow kept flipping in his heart............ Mother's vague smiling face, father's warm big hands, great floods, corpses, begging, cold bones, dizziness from hunger, white eyes, no one cares......

…… Ah Bing, Xiao Lu, Volcanic Eruption, Orc Soldiers, Tuberculosis, Sealed Demon Valley............ Alien, Brain, Portal, Nucleon Storage, Odd, Lionman, Lizardman......

…… Necromancer, Soul Shifter, Parasite, Nuclear Explosion, Asteroid Impact, Escape, Dispute with Parasite...... It's like an amnesiac person suddenly regains his memory. Suddenly understood everything - isn't this your own life? Then I rejoiced: the first soul of the lone soul was successful!

Qi said that the essence of the soul and memory is basically the same, they are all pieces of information, and they always have to be attached to the carrier of energy or matter. To put it bluntly, the soul and memories attached to the physical body are simply attached to the energy space created by necromancy. First of all, create an energy space that has a connection point with the brain, and then let the soul can freely enter and exit the brain and space, which Zhang Bingdong has now done.

The second is to turn the memory around, attach it to the energy, and keep it stably. The third is to learn and get used to learning to think in the energy space of the single soul.

Again, it's about using magic to drive the body, and using magic. This is familiar to Zhang Bingdong, after all, he has also been a quasi-necromancer for almost half a year. Finally, the most difficult and dangerous thing is to cut off the connection between space and body, so that the soul is truly independent of the body. If it is really possible to exist in this form of pure energy, then it is not called a man, it is called a god!

Qi thought that this kind of goal was difficult to achieve, and instead pursued the existence of this energy life form in a short period of time in order to achieve the purpose of soul transfer. In the following days, Zhang Bingdong went back and forth between his brain and the space of the soul, and he was busy with his memories.

It's a bit tiring to do, but Zhang Bingdong finds it very interesting. It turns out that the faces of the parents who have been blurred in the memory can be seen very clearly in the process of attachment, as well as some interesting things when I was a child:

When I was only half a month old, my mother hugged her little self and shook and coaxed, raised her head and asked my father: "Dad, have you thought of the name of my boy?!" Half a month has passed! The father smiled and stroked the little hair with his big hand and said: "How cute our baby is, you can't pick up a name anywhere and put it on your head, well, you have to be cultural!" You have to think about it! ”

"Think about it! I want it now, I can't think of any Chinese food! "Baby, you ......"

"Hurry up!" "Last time, Old Man Li said that he was rich in vain, and it was pleasing to my ears when I saw it."

"No, it's too cheesy!" "White happiness!"

"It's too earthy!" "White ......"

"No......" ......

...... "Just call it Master Bai!" ”

"Be serious!" "Baby, I really can't think of it" The father was exhausted and wilted on the broken chair, "Come on, you can take whatever you want!" ”

The mother recalled for a moment: "I dreamed before giving birth to a baby, and a white light flowed down like water, and I was born that night. Let's call him Zhang Bingdong, little Zhang Bingdong! The father muttered in a low voice: "No matter how you listen to it, it doesn't have the charm of money in vain!" ”

"What are you muttering?! What's the name? "Great, great, lady wise!"

…… Zhang Bingdong feels that his father's personality is very similar.

I continued to look at it, and saw that I was just able to walk at the age of one, I was still a little bit, I had just finished shit, and my mother, who was cooking, asked my father to come out and help me wipe my buttocks, and when my father came out, I saw that I actually stretched out my mouth with my little hand in feces, patted my legs and laughed. When the mother saw this, she ran out, glanced at her father, and pulled herself in to wash, while the father was still laughing in the courtyard. Seeing this little thing, Zhang Bingdong couldn't help laughing, it seems that he really ate everything when he was a child!

…… Zhang Bingdong watched a lot of interesting little things with his parents in one go, which he couldn't usually recall, thinking that he had forgotten it a long time ago, but he didn't expect it to be remembered in his brain.

watched the flood that destroyed Zhang Bingdong's family again, it was the autumn of the year when he was four years old, and I can't remember when it happened. On a moonlit night, the flood poured in...... There is water everywhere...... The whole family wailed...... The mother was floating in the water, but she still shouted, "Save the water baby first!" Save the water! ”…… The father pushed himself up the tree and turned back to save his mother...... Never came back......

…… There was an ocean, with only a few roofs protruding...... Many of the higher levels are still stranded by the floods...... The bodies of men and women floated on the water, in tree branches, or hung from the corners of eaves............ The corpses of the parents......

Before I knew it, I was already in tears. After being stunned for a long time, Zhang Bingdong sighed. I was about to do something to distract myself, and it suddenly occurred to me that autumn was the season of dry water, how could there be such a big flood? There is something strange about this, and you must check it out when you go back.

Since he left his birthplace at the age of four, Zhang Bingdong has forgotten where he is. I flipped through my memory, and it turned out to be in Start Province, Lujiang Township, and Lushan Village. I did it for more than two months in a row to get my hands on it. On this day, Zhang Bingdong was doing some sporadic aftermath work, and suddenly a new stream of information flowed into his brain. Zhang Bingdong rushed over to look, but there were some incomprehensible symbols. Stunned: "What's going on!" "My consciousness is all in my brain, how can there be information flowing in outside the brain?

Fang Xun thought about it, and the wisdom brain popped up. is still like that, with a graceful posture, he glanced at Zhang Bingdong coquettishly and said, "White boy, we meet again!" Zhang Bingdong secretly hated it, knowing that it had invaded his brain.

"Oh, why are you like this, ignoring people?" Zhang Bingdong stared at her coldly and was silent. She smiled back and forth, and said that she had a big head and big eyes, so cute.

Zhang Bingdong then thought that after he became a big head, this head was more than three times larger than normal, so he would be a monster for others when he went back, what should he do? "What's the matter, you're worried about your head?"

"How do you know what I think?" "Gegegege...... I just know, but do you want to know how to make your head smaller. ”

"How do you get smaller?" "This body is really a treasure, I have found that I can stimulate the body to grow in the direction of the will with a strong will, that is to say, ......" Zhi Brain deliberately paused.

"That means ......?" Zhang Bingdong asked stupidly. "As long as you have a strong obsession with making your head smaller, your head will slowly get smaller."

"How?" "Concentrate on imagining your head getting smaller for an hour a day."

"Is that okay?" Of course, your long-term obsession will turn into a habitual subconscious, silently causing changes in your body. Once in orbit, I can simulate your physical state so that you can continue without having to bother with changes. ”

"Is it okay to use only the activity of the brain without the awakening of the body?!" "Of course, if you wake up completely I'm worried about food and water, and that's the best."

"Okay, then I'll be sure to concentrate on how to make my head smaller, smaller." "You don't just think about getting smaller, you can think about what you're going to be like in the future. For example, a little taller, a little more handsome, a little stronger, I will help you inject these obsessions into your subconscious, and you will get twice the result with half the effort! ”

ZHANG Bingdong. Suddenly became angry: "You have completely occupied my body, you can do these things, why do you still call me!" Zhi Brain sighed and said, "Emotions and spirits have always been forbidden areas in our intellectual world, and to stimulate the potential of this body, it is necessary to cooperate with mental power. So you can't do it without you, but if you don't want to, forget it! ”

"Well, it doesn't hurt me anyway!" In the following days, Zhang Bingdong was under the guidance of Zhi Brain every day, and did two hours of 'thinking' in front of the image of a handsome handsome guy who did not talk to him, but Zhang Bingdong was still haunted by the invasion of Zhi Brain, and after thinking about it, he went into the space of the single soul, no matter how Zhi Brain teased him, he didn't talk to her.

Zhang Bingdong felt extremely bored that day, and he looked at the interesting things in his memory n times. So he walked out of the space of the solitary soul and walked in his own brain memory. "Hey! White boy! Zhi Brain beckoned from afar, smiling like a flower.

Zhang Bingdong felt very unlucky, turned around and left. Walking aimlessly for a long time, Zhang Bingdong. Suddenly I want to talk to someone, but I don't think about it - because she's not human! Zhang Bingdong thought evilly. But in addition to herself and her in this rescue pod, there is only Xiao Bai Xiao Hei, if only Xiao Bai Xiao Hei could also speak, but unfortunately they can only execute and reply to orders, unlike other skeletons, they can also make some simple analysis of the battlefield, and give orders to their skeleton soldiers.

"Do you want to talk to Bai Xiaohei? It's not impossible! Zhi Brain came out of nowhere and raised his eyebrows at Zhang Bingdong. It shouldn't have come out, everything that was thought was known to this parasite. Zhang Bingdong looked at the playful beauty in front of him contemptuously, and said coldly: "Do you understand the magic thing?!! ”

Zhi Brain raised his eyebrows: "According to the information in your brain, the soul creation technique is to inject the stream of consciousness with death energy as the carrier to the skeleton, and the more refined the stream of consciousness is given, the smarter the skeleton will be." "Not bad"

"This is very similar to what our software engineers in the Galactic Federation do!" "Software engineer? What for? ”

"Simply put, someone who specializes in turning stream of consciousness into programmatic text." "What is the procedure?"

"Stream of consciousness expressed in words." "What's the use?"

"What's the use? I'm just a program in itself, you see I can talk and laugh, what do you say. "What do you mean?" Zhang Bingdong seems to have caught something.

"As long as you turn the program into a stream of consciousness and inject it into Xiaobai Xiaohei, then they will be as smart as me." "Can you also talk like you?" Zhang Bingdong was shocked and pleasantly surprised, a new field that was not yet clear, but infinitely vast was dimly unfolding in front of him.

"Of course!" "Then what are you waiting for, hurry up and teach me!"

Zhi Nao tilted his head to look at him and said, "Why, are you willing to talk to me!" "Humph!"

"Alright, little friend, let's get started now! If you want to talk about programs, you have to start with the computer......"......

To be honest, Zhi Brain is really a good teacher, knowledgeable, gentle and patient, and beautiful people, oh, it is not a person, it is a real parasite, Zhang Bingdong is very suspicious of this. The world of programming is a vast and profound world, and there are many wonders. The more Zhang Bingdong learned, the more he was amazed at the profound, ingenious, and ubiquitous thinking of those software engineers! The more Zhang Bingdong learned, the more fascinated he became, and he couldn't even help himself.

In this way, Zhang Bingdong did two hours of meditation every day, then learned the program for half a day, and then returned to the one-soul space to meditate and think about how to use the program in soul-making, and by the way, he also practiced how to think in the one-soul space, and there was still more time to use Xiaoxiao Xiaobai to do experiments.

The boy was determined to rush into the atmosphere at a very high speed in the rescue capsule, rushing towards the original planet, and the violent friction ignited the surface of the protective layer of the outer shell of the spacecraft, producing a high temperature of several thousand degrees, constituting a burning plasma meteor, Zhang Bingdong used his mental power to observe from the inside out, only to see the surface of the rescue capsule flames surging, the antenna on fire, burning like a match. It's a strange feeling, like sitting in the center of a giant fireball and being unharmed. You can also listen to the popping sound of the protective layer of the rescue capsule burning with satisfaction with the feeling of returning home.

Zhang Bingdong's mind returned to five years ago, when he was still a little beggar, and he never dreamed that he would be where he is today...... On a warm spring night, there were no jewel-like twinkling stars or a shining silver moon, only the unbridled noise of frogs in the rice fields far and near.

However, there are people who want to compose poetry. ……

Although there was only the croaking of frogs, the poet had stood outside the broken house and watched the darkness of the night for a long time. The two lazy people on the rotten seats in the room also noticed the abnormal atmosphere, and looked at the back of the rioter with bated breath, looking forward to the shocking work. This poetry lover who complains in the middle of the night is Zhang Bingdong, a 14-year-old young beggar with few big ambitions, and he changes every year. At the age of nine, he wanted to be a butcher, at the age of ten he wanted to become a blacksmith, at the age of eleven he wanted to become a large landowner, at the age of twelve he wanted to engage in business, and at the age of thirteen he aspired to martial arts. This year, he plans to dedicate himself to poetry and become a troubadour who travels the world.

"Brother Zhang Bingdong is so powerful, I just don't have to be frozen, just have fish and meat every day" The simple little follower Xiao Lu admired it. "Those who have long aspirations do not often aspire, and you will definitely achieve nothing if you continue like this! Be an honest beggar! Ah Bing, who loves sarcasm, said.

The satirical amateur poet stood outside the broken door, with disheveled hair, a thin jacket, a ragged shirt, tattered trousers—the large patches on his knees and buttocks were clearly visible in the dark light of the night. --No matter how you look at it, it really lacks the temperament of a poet. Due to the lack of skillful hands to make good sentences, the third-rate poets who have no talent gradually decline, and then self-pity surges.

Mother's vague smiling face, father's warm big hands, great floods, corpses, begging, cold bones, dizziness from hunger, white eyes, no one cares...... Fragments of bitter happiness from the past flashed and dissolved into the night, leaving only a deep sigh and a black ...... that was incommensurate with youth.

"There is nothing in the night, why give me comfort!" The lyrical mouth of self-harm and self-pity finally sang a sad poem that touched the world.

The two expectants with vertical ears were very disappointed - it took a long time to hold back a sentence! "As long as it comes from the heart and heart, from the truth, no matter how short it is, it is a good poem!" Third-rate poets defended themselves in this way.

It's a pity that the great poet's stomach is extremely uncooperative at this time. "Alas, there is nothing left in the stomach, what to give me comfort! ~~" Ah Bing made a hungry ghost moan.

"Hey, Brother Zhang Bingdong, I'm hungry too!" Seven-year-old Xiao Lu also shouted. (cynical) "Why, why do geniuses always have to face such realistic and cruel questions!" The Romantic poet asked with tears in his eyes.

"After begging for a day, there is no one to give alms, it is really the world is getting worse, and people are becoming less and less loving." Ah Bing said cynically. "Hehe, maybe you can't do it, I begged for a lot of money last time by myself, and I even ate chicken drumsticks once! ~~ It's delicious! Xiao Lu still licked his lips, as if there was still a lingering fragrance.

"Ah Bing and I are both 14 years old, and when we are old enough to do things, it is of course difficult to win sympathy by begging. Besides, everyone's harvest is sluggish this year, so our situation is getting more and more difficult! "The analyst is thoughtful, it seems that he has to think of a way out!" Well, "little follower worship" Brother Zhang Bingdong is so smart! ”

"Clever, huh!" In the corner, Ah Bing said: "Smart can't be eaten!" "Yes, Brother Zhang Bingdong, I'm so hungry!" Xiao Lu shook Zhang Bingdong's arm vigorously, making Zhang Bingdong's heart soften for a while.

"Still hungry?! Haven't you already had dinner! "The soft-hearted feint to be angry." But I'm still hungry, Brother Zhang Bingdong, you're the smartest, you want to find a way! ”

"Clever? If you're smart, you'll not go hungry! Ah Bing took the opportunity to stir up. One praise and one depreciation, with seamless cooperation.

"Hehe, don't provoke me, okay, I'll get out today!" Those who want to be sacrificed make a generous statement, stride into the back of the room. "I'll go get some more sweet grass roots!" "Don't, Brother Zhang Bingdong, I'll vomit bitterness when I eat that thing"

"I don't want it either, I'd rather be hungry!" Zhang Bingdong turned out from the back of the room and put on a tireless look at the two bitter gourd faces: "Please, you have a bit of professional ethics, we are beggars, and we are picky!" ”

The preacher looked at the grassroots in his hand affectionately: "Although this grassroots is not very good at all, and it does not look very good, how many times has it saved us from the edge of life and death, and how many times has it helped us out of the dire situation." It can be said that it is our benefactor in the reincarnation, and it is not an exaggeration to see it three times and nine knocks. Every time I eat it, I have high respect and thank you again and again before I start, I didn't expect you two to dislike it!! The preacher became more and more engaged, excited, and pointed to the two bitter gourd faces in distress: "Your ungrateful behavior not only makes me see you clearly, but also hurts me deeply. This kind of damage cannot be compensated by one or two frog legs, and I have decided that you will all take out two roast frogs tonight to compensate for my deeply wounded body and soul. ”

"Roast frogs?" "Where's the frog?" Their eyes lit up.

"Alas, children cannot be taught," the third-rate poet offered an old wooden barrel, in which more than twenty frogs jumped and looked at the two: "I have seen through your ungrateful nature early on, and I have prepared early in the morning." "Haha, Brother Zhang Bingdong is so smart, I'll go get firewood!"

"I'm going to get the spices!" ……

A burst of aroma of meat wafted up, and the three of them ate with relish. "I can't see it, you kid still has a bit of a doorway!" Ah Bing said with satisfaction.

"I said a long time ago that Brother Zhang Bingdong is the smartest!" Xiao Lu leaned on Zhang Bingdong's arm with attachment. "Haha, I said I was a genius! Hahahaha...... "Genius is starting to inflate itself.

"I don't see it," Ah Bing gnawed on a frog leg with taste, "but I want to ask what the genius plans to do in the future?" The questionee brushed the ground and stood up, startling the two who were busy gnawing on the frog's legs. Life is short, but it is only a few decades, and life has to be vigorous. The poet is too lonely, and I am determined to be a great magister admired by the world. The genius looked at the sky with his hands in his hands, and posed with his bold words.

It's a pity that the body is thin, the clothes are ragged, and the image is funny. "You made the ambition of the first two days, right?" Ah Bing snorted.

"You also know this, Ah Bing, you are really my confidant!" Zhang Bingdong exclaimed. "What's strange about this, aren't you just the one who saw the Great Magus of Light Mister from the capital to the fortress from the capital two days ago to show his might." Ah Bing glanced at him, Xiaoxiao, I don't know about you yet!

"Sister A Bing, that white-bearded old man is really amazing, as soon as he beckoned, a burst of colorful light rain fell from the sky, look good, I really had a cold at that time, this light rain, I can't say how comfortable, the cold is good all of a sudden, it's amazing." Like a god, many people worship him! "The simple Xiao Lu is very interesting, he speaks very seriously, and he seems to be afraid that others will not believe him. The genius sat down with a look of longing, "What kind of light and rain, that's called the grace of God." ”

Ah Bing sneered: "What's the use of knowing, a person called Hanako is thankful if he doesn't starve to death, the magic master doesn't have to think about it, it's useless to think about it!" "It's called Hanako?" Zhang Bingdong glared at Ah Bing: "What about calling Huazi?" Heroes don't ask where they come from. I don't believe I'm called Hanako's life!! Even if I am this life, I will change it. Besides, no matter how great a hero is, he doesn't understand anything at the beginning, he learns it. I don't believe I can't be a Magister in my life. ”

Tomorrow's hero stood up excitedly and raised his hands high: "Life is only a few decades, I will persist in the pursuit from now on, and live my life in the most intense situation." I want to live happily and live and die arbitrarily. Be a great hero that everyone admires! I'll do it!! Be sure to do it!! Ah Bing and Xiao Lu looked at this nervous fool and felt helpless and amused.