Morrison went to the toilet only when he saw the library lights on.

He chuckled in his heart.

Because of the Gengzi Rebellion, Morrison was very vigilant, and he always had a fast gun and a revolver at home.

When he entered the library with a weapon, he saw Zhao Chuanxin reading with Erlang's legs crossed.

Zhao Chuanxin was looking at a copy of the French Fashion Handbook published in 1849.

I was fascinated by it, Morrison came, and Zhao Chuanxin didn't raise his head, which can be called a model of contemporary head cantilever cone stabbing stocks.

"Ahem...... Mo Lixun put away the gun and said dissatisfiedly: "Mr. Zhao, can you notify me in advance before coming next time?" ”

Zhao Chuanxin raised his eyelids: "I'm very sorry for the sudden visit, but I'll be like this next time." ”

“……”

Morrison pulled out a chair and sat down, and asked curiously, "Can you read French?" ”

"Well, in this world, there are few words that can be difficult to hold on to me." Zhao Chuanxin pretended to be forced.

In fact, if Xingyue hadn't double-mindedly translated for him, he would have been able to understand a hammer.

But Morrison was a little convinced, and it was rumored that Zhao Chuanxin was proficient in at least four Chinese languages - Japanese, Korean, English, and Chinese.

Adding more French is nothing.

Morrison coughed and looked at an account book on the table, his eyes full of hints.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't want to deal with him, but he was worried that it would hurt his enthusiasm for collecting books, so he lazily opened the account book and glanced at it.

Then there was an extra money bag in his hand, and with a slight twist from it, he accurately twisted out three big-eyed gold coins: "I will reimburse you, and the rest should be used as a tip." ”

Morrison: "......"

It was the first time he had received a tip, but it was only a small dime, and it was very shabby.

If you give 10%, don't you get three oceans?

Zhao Chuanxin saw that he hadn't left yet, and said suspiciously: "Why are you not going to sleep here?" Do you want to talk to you? ”

Morrison was pricking up his ears.

Because he heard the faint sound of flipping a book.

He wondered in his heart, could it be that there was someone else here?

"Ah......h Just go to sleep. Morrison got up and left suspiciously.

Before leaving, he took another look at the bookshelf area, and only saw a thin shadow vaguely.

It's just that how can this projection dance with its hands, like three heads and six arms?

Zhao Chuanxin took out the recliner and lifted Erlang's legs to open the "Old God Codex" to refresh.

His hands unconsciously moved with his moving teeth, watching the trivial daily life of the dreadnought pioneer.

It's nothing more than that Dudu was naughty and broke the glass, and the craftsman wanted to teach a lesson, and Dudu was stopped by the good old man and the fearless pioneer.

The siblings went next door to listen to the most untold stories of the Desert cursed by the refugees.

Those aristocrats in Rune City, spreading gossip in the haven of their pioneer partners, and after slandering each other, how to buy luxury goods and bring them back to compare and pretend.

Zhao Chuanxin sent over a few clothes, all of which were customized at the tailor shop in Rune City a few days ago, women's models.

At this time, Zhao Chuanxin exerted a little force, and another tooth fell out.

"Blanching ......"

He moved his surrounding teeth and noticed that all the teeth were starting to loosen.

That's not how children lose their teeth, right?

Tooth loss in the elderly, there is a gradual process.

But it seemed that he was going to lose it all in a few days.

So how to eat?

After closing the "Old God Codex", the stars and moons over there still had no intention of resting.

Zhao Chuanxin asked it: "What book are you flipping?" ”

Xingyue said: I am looking for books related to mathematics, and I want to calculate as many numbers as possible after π decimal point. At the moment, I have found 707 digits calculated by the British mathematician William Shanks, and I am looking for the formula for his calculation of π.

"Then you go on, I'm sleeping."

Zhao Chuanxin went back to the house.

It's just that his gums are always itchy, and when he sleeps, sometimes he licks with his tongue, and sometimes he rubs the outside of his upper and lower lips with his hands, but it's like scratching his boots, so he can't help but increase his intensity.

Lick and lick, lick, rub, rub, rub, rub, and finally stop itching, in the dark, the corners of Zhao Chuanxin's mouth showed a relieved smile......

On the other side, Morrison had a nightmare.

In the dream, he dreamed that a three-headed and six-armed monster came out of the library in the night, and peeped into the house with a pergola outside his window.

And Morrison knew he was sleeping, and he knew that there were monsters outside, but he just couldn't wake up.

He cried out in his heart: Get up quickly, there are demons.

No matter how you shout, you just can't wake up.

It's a terrifying and uncomfortable feeling.

It's just unbearable to die.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes.

Even when I opened my eyes, it seemed that the dream had not disappeared.

It was a long time before he finally came to his senses.

He immediately got up, turned on the light switch, put on his clothes, pulled on his shoes and went to the drawer to get a gun, and then lit the wind lamp and walked cautiously towards the library.

When he arrived at the library, he turned on the lights as usual.

With a pistol in hand, he patrolled in rows.

He could faintly hear the sound of rustling, but every time he walked by, the sound shifted again.

It's as if something is playing hide and seek with him.

This cycle repeatedly, Morri's hair stood on end.

A cold wind blew from nowhere, and he shivered: "If there is someone, I advise you to leave quickly, this place now belongs to Zhao Chuanxin, that's right, it is Zhao Chuanxin, the god of war, but if you dare to touch a book or a picture, even a propaganda page, he will break you into thousands of pieces, don't be unpredictable, he knows black magic, spells, supernatural powers, fighting, firearms, ......"

He recited his thoughts like a mantra.

After another spin, he walked backwards out of the library.

But the lights didn't go out.

When he left, Xingyue went from the top of the bookshelf and swung a few arms to prevent the ape from coming down, and came to the book it had just opened to continue reading.

After reading a few more pages, Xingyue suddenly closed the book.

It stood still, and it took about ten minutes before it took out the No. 13 ball given to it by Zhao Chuanxin, and its six hands turned the numbers on it at the same time.

According to the order of the π numbers, it can toggle about 3 digits per second on average.

314159265……

If it was Zhao Chuanxin, he was already impatient.

However, Xingyue did not tire of it, and in a steady state, tirelessly toggled.

One hundred numbers, one thousand numbers, ten thousand numbers...... When the number 50,000 is dialed, it is probably the hour when people are sleeping.

When the number is dialed to 59,999, it is the darkest hour before dawn.

Sixty thousand figures.

"Smack."

The No. 13 ball in Xingyue's hand suddenly opened as if it had touched the mechanism.

Ball 13 split into 13 fragments with subtle inscriptions on the inside.

In addition, in front of Xingyue, there were 13 small balls that were originally floating, which suddenly fell.

If it was a human being, there was no time to react, but Xingyue reacted quickly, and six hands quickly caught all 13 small balls one by one.

The eyes of the black puppet craftsman observe the balls and inscriptions from all angles.

Inside the 13 fragments, like a precision machine, there are subtle tooth marks, and they bite into each other between the inscriptions.

Xingyue combined the pieces in different orders and found that the 13 balls would react differently.

They move irregularly in the hands of the black puppeteer.

Xingyue was once again caught in a tireless temptation.

13 shards can be arranged to form 1037836800 combinations.

The black puppet craftsman's hand is about to turn into an afterimage, observing the changes of the ball at a rate of 1 combination per second.

And so it was until dawn.

Zhao Chuanxin stretched his waist and woke up.

He felt a little tightness on his face at the corners of his mouth, squinted and wiped his face, feeling something dry and fluttering.

When I took my finger and looked at it, I realized that it was dried blood sticking to my face, and after wiping it, it fell like scales.

Zhao Chuanxin felt that something was wrong, and he coughed.

"Poof...... spat out a tooth.

Zhao Chuanxin was stunned.

He hurriedly stuck out his tongue, the tip of his tongue hurt hotly, but it didn't matter.

The important thing is that the tongue does not lick the teeth, and only the gums can be felt, which are not very smooth.

Zhao Chuanxin's hair stood on end, and he hurriedly got up, finding that both sides of the pillow were full of his teeth.

Smoking and drinking tea, even if you maintain it well on weekdays, your teeth will inevitably change color.

Looking at the teeth that fell out everywhere, Zhao Chuanxin panicked.

Ignoring the chill in the morning, he jumped to the ground, didn't even wear shoes, and ran to the window to look in the sky and in the mirror.

A mouth, good fellow, he's a toothless lewd old man.

"Cixi, I'm the second aunt!" Zhao Chuanxin was furious and scolded indistinctly.

There is a poem that says: People lie in coffins, and pots fall from the sky.

Morri, who couldn't sleep well, ran over in a hurry, and broke in with a gun without knocking on the door.

In his opinion, if the land immortals, Chuanxin, and Zhao all lose their square inches, I'm afraid that the sky is about to fall?

However, I saw Zhao Chuanxin, who had a gloomy face and was covered with tattoos, and he was angry and packed something on the futon.

"What happened?" Morrison hurriedly asked.

Zhao Chuanxin just wanted to open his mouth and hurriedly squeezed it tightly.

The vocal organ said, "It's fine. ”

"Why does your face seem to be deformed?"

Why does the toothless old man's mouth sink in?

Zhao Chuanxin is the same principle.

In a normal person, even if four fangs are extracted, the face shape will change, let alone a mouth full of teeth.

Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand viciously: "Get out, get out, get out quickly." ”

"It's all men, are you still afraid to see it?"

"Roll the calf, don't cut you again!"

Morrison retreated in a hurry.

Zhao Chuanxin put away his teeth, put them in a bottle, put on his clothes as quickly as he could, and went to the library in a hurry.

Morrison was not at ease and quietly followed.

I saw Zhao Chuanxin enter the library, went to the back, grabbed the black puppet craftsman, and shook it vigorously: "I lost all my teeth, do you dare to say that my body is fine?" ”

Star: ......

Seeing that Zhao Chuanxin was furious, Xingyue hurriedly said: Don't worry, your teeth are falling out, it should be the reason for accepting new potions.

Zhao Chuanxin calmed down a little at this time.

Asked Xingyue: "Why didn't you say it before?" ”

Xingyue said: I didn't know before.

Zhao Chuanxin's eyes widened: "Then how do you know now?" ”

Xingyue: Because last night I was doing 208 trillion operations per second...... Forget it, it's too complicated to explain for a while, but I know a lot of things anyway.

Zhao Chuanxin rushed to the doctor: "Then what should I do now?" Why is it that the Dreadnought is fine when I drink it, but I can't? ”

Xingyue said: You have different physiques, and he is much stronger than you. The new medicine makes your body have a new level of metabolism, and the nutrients you get from the earth's food cannot be replenished in time, otherwise you will regrow new teeth as soon as the teeth fall out, according to the biological knowledge you told me, you can understand that mitochondrial energy is insufficient.

Only then did Zhao Chuanxin know that the physique of the dreadnought pioneer turned out to be so strong.

Before he could speak, Xingyue said again: There are two things that are imminent at this time.

Zhao Chuanxin said viciously: "Let's talk about bad things first." ”

Xingyue said: First of all, the contract you signed with those who took refuge will expire and take effect when you refresh the Old God Code today, and you will get 180 years of life. If in normal times, it is only good for you and there is no harm. But a more vigorous vitality will accelerate the loss of nutrients in your body.

Zhao Chuanxin frowned: "Then stop refreshing." ”

Xingyue said: Then I have to say another bad thing - to prepare you with a nutrient potion, you need the materials of the Bright Oasis, which means that we must refresh the Old Gods Codex.

Zhao Chuanxin was like being struck by lightning, it turned out that there were only bad things and no good things.

And Morrison, who was secretly watching inside from the outside, trembled with shock.

There's no concept of a robot at this point.

But the thing in the library is clearly not flesh and blood, but it can move, and it seems that it can still understand Zhao Chuanxin's language and have its own thoughts.

What's that?

It's not like a ghost, could it be that it's some Maoshan Taoism? Or maybe it's black magic?

Xingyue comforted Zhao Chuanxin: Don't worry, follow the steps and do things well. Let's fly back to the sky first, let Guo Vulwa make you some fluid food, and buy materials when you refresh at night, and I will configure nutritional potions for you, at least let you regrow your teeth in the short term.

Zhao Chuanxin heard the voice-over: "You mean, even if you drink the nutritional medicine, there are other hidden dangers?" ”

Xingyue said: Because the creatures of the two worlds have different physiques, there has never been such a phenomenon as you in history, and you must follow up and observe in the future. But once you improve your body, you will have the same strong physique as the dreadnought, which is probably a blessing and a curse.

Zhao Chuanxin looked out, and the peeping Morrison was looked at.

He sneered and wanted to retreat, but Zhao Chuanxin just beckoned from afar, and Mo Lixun involuntarily pushed the door in.

He didn't dare to resist Zhao Chuanxin's will at this time.

Zhao Chuanxin took out a silk scarf to cover his mouth and nose, and used it as a mask.

He said to Morrison, "Don't tell what you see." ”

Morrison nodded like pounded garlic.

Indeed, during his lifetime, the matter was not made public, but only ......

He looked at the black puppet craftsman, and his curiosity was like a vine facing the sun, prompting him to speak, "Can I touch it?" ”

"Then you'll have to ask about it."

Morrison: "......"

He tentatively stretched out his hand, but was slapped away by the black puppet craftsman manipulated by Xingyue.

Who are the two of them?

Morrison withdrew his hand, and the back of his hand was visibly bruised and swollen.

That's a lot of strength.

He took a step back, as if that was the only way to feel safe.

Zhao Chuanxin was impatient, took the black puppet craftsman, and said, "I'll go first, and you continue to collect the books." ”

Without waiting for Morrison to answer, Zhao Chuanxin disappeared on the spot.

Zhao Chuanxin couldn't accept his toothless dignity, and even lost his patience, and even teleported away in front of Mo Lixun's eyes without concealment.

This frightened Morrisun, even more shocked than when he saw Zhao Chuanxin "shrinking into inches" in Lanzhou Mansion.

……

Benjamin Goldberg is practicing with the swordsmen.

He really has no talent, so it can be said that the gun is off target.

Wang changed his name and persuaded on the side: "Little sir, forget it, the so-called art industry has a specialty." ”

Aries, the most advanced shooter, worked as an instructor for Benjamin Goldberg, but by this time he was numb.

What he said to Benjamin Goldberg, Benjamin Goldberg knew it all.

The problem is, it is clear that the off-target is still off-target.

If it weren't for Benjamin Goldberg's absolute authority in flying in the sky, Aries would have wanted to ask, "Is that hand and arm really yours?" Is it uncontrollable? ”

Benjamin Goldberg grinned, "I think you can fight for me." ”

"Ah, this ......" Aries rubbed his hands: "It's very cold, don't forget it today." ”

Good friends pot stickers on the side to help: "Yes, little sir, the shopkeeper said that he comes back once a month, I pinched my fingers and counted, the time is just right." ”

Benjamin Goldberg sighed: "It's embarrassing that you lack perseverance. ”

“……”

No matter how good your patience is, it's about to be polished out.

They practiced guns here, and Guo Vulwa wore an apron outside, and some people hugged their arms to watch the excitement.

Although it was cold, everyone didn't want to nest in the restaurant.

At this time, a person walked out of the restaurant.

The man was tall and wore a felt hat, and looked very familiar, but the silk mask on his face made it impossible to recognize who it was.

"Shopkeeper?" Guo Vulwa said tentatively.

"Hmm...... I am back. Zhao Chuanxin said.

Liu Ailiu frowned: "How could the shopkeeper come out of the restaurant?" The sound is also a little different from ......."

The face shape is not like either.

Dunzi slapped his thigh and pointed at Zhao Chuanxin: "Could it be that you are here to cheat and eat and drink?" ”

Gulzar is still reliable, and he recognized Zhao Chuanxin at a glance: "Zhao Xin, you're back, it's great!" ”

As he spoke, he rushed over, his body was happy, his smile was like a flower, his little face was red from the cold, his round nose and high nasal bones, and his narrow nose wings were full of exotic beauty, and the beauty was very comprehensive.

With just one glance, she could confirm that this person was Zhao Xin.

(End of chapter)