Infinite Throne

   Chapter 1010 "Long time no see."

   Appetizers…

   Yi Rin calmly slapped the tribulation thunder and asked again: "Seven hundred and twenty-three years?"

  Green: "Yes, seven hundred and twenty-three years."

   If it were placed in the heyday of qi refiners, Yi Lin's demeanor of chatting while crossing the tribulation would definitely surprise the circle.

   But Yi Rin felt that this kind of behavior was ordinary, because it was really not exciting because of the mere robbery.

   He was just doing his job.

   And Yi Rin felt that the power of this tribulation thunder had really become an ordinary thunder and lightning, and there was no "rule" power contained in it.

   smashed it down, and it felt normal.

   Really average.

   Yilin smashed a few tribulation thunders at will, and was very dissatisfied with Green's "long story short", but he was embarrassed to point it out, and asked carefully: "Is it really gone?"

   "No, just play slowly, I'll squint for a while... You know."

  Green disappeared.

Of course   Irin understands.

   The current little bat Green is just a clone of the real Green.

   She looks like she is sleeping, but she is actually invading the dreams of various creatures, creating nightmares, and feeding on them.

   Yilin once gave Green the nightmare of "eight years" for a promise. In the dream, Yilin was tortured to the death. If there are no special circumstances, it would be better not to do this kind of equivalent transaction with Green.

  Irin waited calmly for the end of the catastrophe while checking the farm.

  Looking around from the sky, surrounded by sea, this farm seems to be located on a lonely island.

  The farm is divided into many areas, each area has many greenhouses, and there is even a fully automatic irrigation system in the greenhouse.

   On the side of the island, there is even a port, and there is an open space in the port. There is a circle in the open space with an "H" written in the circle. Unsurprisingly, it should be a small heliport.

   "Could this be the world more than seven hundred years later?"

Has    entered the era of full automation?

  Technology is developing very fast!

  Irin pondered, the tribulation thunder had already fallen more than 50 times.

   His free law has a "code" related to "raiden". By the way, he decomposes the energy of the thunderbolt and transmits it to the pivot to create a new soul avatar on the Infinite Throne.

To create a soul clone requires a lot of "energy", the purest energy is "psionic energy", and the rest of the energy carriers can be "converted" into a soul clone, but there is a certain loss in it , not as convenient as "charging".

   He is now largely incapable of being a human being, even if he just stands there and lets "five thunders on the ceiling", he doesn't feel much.

   Oh, it just hurts a bit.

  Irin's hair stood on end, and while blocking the tribulation thunder with ease, she wondered what the **** was going on.

   His properties panel changed too much.

  Strength and agility, these two attributes directly broke through the realm of a layer of locks and surpassed the limits of human flesh.

   And luck and charm, almost both fell below the lower limit.

   Maybe he was struck by lightning as soon as he appeared, which may be related to this reason.

  After a while.

   The tribulation is over.

  Irin was refreshed.

   It felt like a great electrotherapy treatment.

   He started exploring the farm.

  …

   On the coast, many forts were set up.

   On the sea surface, there are also many sensing devices.

  These sensing devices are connected to the coastal fort.

   As soon as an "intruder" is sensed, these will activate automatically, and the whole cannon will be launched.

  What is grown on the farm is not some melon shed vegetables, but "coarse grains" used to provide the nutrient "starch".

   "Huh? This is...?"

  Irin noticed that in the center of each shed, there was a structure in the irrigation device that Irin could not understand.

   It looks like a burning stove, and there is a lid on the front that can be lifted and filled with "fuel".

  How can such a good planting shed have anything to do with the boiler?

   Next to "Boiler", there is also a panel with a percentage number on it.

   seems to be recording the remaining amount of "fuel" in the "boiler".

   Driven by curiosity, Irin opened the lid and took out the "fuel" inside.

  The so-called fuel is a lump of dark green irregular solid, like soil and stone, strangely familiar. And the density of those solids is very low, Yi Rin carefully held them in the palm of his hand, and with a little force, those dark green solids turned into powder in Yi Rin's hands, and fell down between his fingers.

  When the solid turned into powder, Yi Rin smelled a familiar smell.

   "It's scum!"

  Irin was stunned for a moment, then finally understood what this thing was.

  Many, many years ago, when Yi Rin started the furnace in the Sword Casting Mountain, he threw materials and spiritual stones into the boiler, and finally burned the useless slag, which is... spiritual slag.

   In the past, the scum was used to throw away.

   Never thought that it could also be used for waste.

  Irin did some research and understood the principle of this irrigation system.

  Using the trace amount of spiritual energy contained in the spiritual **** as fertilizer can greatly shorten the cultivation period of crops and increase the yield.

  The whole island uses this special irrigation system based on "spiritual slag".

   Moreover, Irin felt it too.

   The "reiki" in the air is very close to the air in the real world, and the composition of the aura can be ignored.

   "What happened in the past seven hundred years?"

  …

   "chu chu chu..."

  From outside the island, the sound of the propeller turning at a high speed was heard.

  Irin's eyes froze, and threads of light flowed in his field of vision.

   This is the... reason.

   is big, thick, and concentrated.

"coming!"

  Irin was refreshed.

   In this life, I haven't tossed anything.

   He looked down and found that he was naked, so Irin returned to the underground facility where he "broken the cocoon".

  The underground facilities are well-defended, but they cannot prevent teleportation.

  Irin found many neatly folded clothes in one of the rooms—pure white and clean, just like hospital gowns.

  There are also many disposable daily necessities on the cabinets in the room.

  Irin is an "ancient man", but he has been exposed to similar things.

   He took a shower, brushed his teeth, dried his hair, applied conditioner, and changed into clean clothes by the way.

   looked in the mirror, in order to avoid misunderstanding, Yi Rin rubbed his facial muscles, fine-tuned for a moment, and adjusted his appearance to be exactly the same as in his previous life.

   After completing a series of preparations, Irin appeared on the tarmac the next second.

   "Whoosh."

   A dark green-painted helicopter is suspended in the air, with several gun barrels under the helicopter.

   On the side of the fuselage, a conspicuous logo is painted, the logo is an "ancient sword", and next to the logo, the words "Lin Xue Group" are clearly printed.

   "Lin Xue..."

   Yi Rin stared straight at the word "Lin Xue" and repeated it twice, everything... in silence.

  “Wow…”

  The cabin door suddenly opened, and a figure jumped out of the helicopter that was hundreds of meters high without pausing.

   Xia Ruxue, who has white hair and a childlike face, now has short, sassy hair. She laughed with tears in her eyes, opened her arms in mid-air, and fell freely in a "I want to hug" gesture.

   "Brother..."

   We meet again in this life.

   It’s been seven hundred and twenty-three years.

   There are no colorful clouds,

   There is not much attention,

   is not vigorous,

   There is no life and death contract,

   There is no **** passion.

   Plain and bland, ordinary.

  A woman who had passed away in her youth threw herself into the arms of a man who had just been "born" for less than half a day.

  Everything was taken for granted, it just happened.

  Irin brewed for 20 minutes while taking a bath, thinking about what opening remarks to use to start the story of this life.

  Thinking about it, Irin couldn't come up with a perfect answer.

   But when Xia Ruxue was in his arms and Yi Rin lowered his head and looked at the trembling shoulder, he felt a pain in his heart, and subconsciously hugged the weak body tightly.

   "Long time no see, Junior Sister."

   (end of this chapter)