Non-human Gene Integrated Physique

A piece of Best metal floated into Fang Moqi’s hands, and Lan Mu put away the rest.

Fang Moqi touched the dark iron, and asked: “How to use it?”

“Yes! Do you understand the idea?” Lan Mu said.

Fang Moqi stared at it, his face flushed.

He felt that his head was about to crack, and Best Metal did not respond.

“This… doesn’t seem to work.”

Lan Mu said with a smile: “It’s not that simple. Most people have to train for at least three years, and they have to be innate talent. It’s fine.”

Fang Moqi said, he didn’t care, he was very calm.

Lan Mu saw him hand the Best Metal back, thought for a while and said: “I think you should be a gifted person. Let this one go to you! If you have anything to do, practice and say You can learn it some time.”

Fang Moqi smiled, not being polite, and put it next to him.

“Where did you get these weird things?”

When Fang Moqi finally asked about the idea, Lan Mu looked at him seriously and said: “This thing is called a containment object.”

“You can call it an anomalous thing, it’s all existences with supernatural properties. The whole world this thing is not much, but it is less, about a thousand There are many kinds. Some are metal, some are creatures, some may be a mobile phone, there may be a USB flash drive, or even an area.”

Fang Moqi was surprised: “The Shambhala… “

“Yes, Shambhala is a containment object. This special space independent of the earth is definitely an anomalous zone.” Lan Mu said, “Apart from this, the whole Shambhala Three containment objects were found.”

After speaking, Lan Mu took out the magic pen and copper mirror to Fang Moqi.

Fang Moqi looked at two things in amazement and asked: “What are they good for?”

“The copper mirror can monitor all the humans in Shambhala, God Pens can make puppets. The stone monsters you encountered before were made by the king… In addition, the Shambhala people are also born in magic pens.”

Fang Moqi looked at the magic pen and immediately Think of the dead Qianlong team becoming the guard of the king, but the entire Shambhala is like this, he feels incredible.

“Remember, the existence of containment objects is not all good. To be precise, most of them are harmful to humans.”

Lan Mu talks about everything about containment objects. He told Fang Moqi about the responsibilities of Qianlong and CANC.

Fang Moqi was a temporary worker for Qianlong before, and he didn’t know these secrets. It is conceivable that overwhelming majority humans have no knowledge of the existence of the containment objects.

Since getting to know Lan Mu, Fang Moqi has experienced a lot of supernatural events. Now that he accepts the settings of the containment objects, he can easily accept reality.

Lan Mu indoctrinated him on the dangers of the contents and the necessity of its containment, and by the way said the existence of the Blue and White Society.

“Are you willing to join the Blue and White Club? Lao Fang.”

Fang Moqi was so excited that he almost replied with a roar: “Of course I do!”

He said with joy: “I thought I had almost challenged all the extreme environments of the whole world. There is no place on the earth that can make me feel excited and exciting. Didn’t expect, at this time, you told me There is another side of the whole world that is unknown! Still such an interesting side!”

Fang Moqi’s receptive ability is extremely strong, and he has taken the perspective of the containment almost instantly, and is completely willing to join the blue White club.

Lan Mu smiled, he knew that Fang Moqi would be excited, and his equivalent to opened the door to another world for him and gave him a higher pursuit.

Of course, Lan Mu didn’t tell Fang Moqi about the fact that he was a containment object.

From a human point of view, he should be the most uncontrollable containment object in the world. He does not want to hide his identity, nor dare to tell Fang Moqi.

He was afraid that Fang Moqi’s reaction would disappoint him, and he was afraid that he could not help but…kill him.

……

Rely and Charlie’s entire group communicated with the Shambhala to allow them to restart production and live a stable life.

But because of the death of the king and the disappearance of the Buddha, they think that God has abandoned Shambhala, and this is no longer Immortal Realm. No matter how it is built and developed, the cattle and sheep will one day be finished. , The fish in the lake will become extinct one day, and the fruits that will never be picked will definitely disappear.

“Sheet! You also know that living is boring? Then go to die! If you don’t die, tell us how to leave Shambhala!”

The Indian man finally bears Nothing, he thought these Shambhala people were simply idiots.

Reilly said patiently: “How can cows and sheep finish eating? They will also give birth to calves and lambs…”

The Shambhala interrupted him.

“no! Shambhala animals will not have a next generation, nor will we have a next generation… One day, this place will become a dead place! It will become a hell!”

Everyone was taken aback, didn’t expect that even animals, like humans, have lost their fertility.

If you think about it this way, it seems that Shambhala really has nothing but destruction.

“God has abandoned us, even the rain from the sky will not give the earth richness anymore. The gnawed grassland will not grow new grass, and the harvested fruit will not continue. Added.”

Following the gaze of the Shambhala, they saw that the grass has been blank. These days, everyone has eaten up a lot of Fruit Trees and has become bare.

Mr. Charlie covered his head and shouted: “Oh my god, rain used to revive the vegetation of the earth, but now…is it really because we killed the king?”

The Indian man said abruptly: “We did not kill the king!”

Raleigh frowns saying: “What is the use of saying these now? Damn, doesn’t anyone know how to leave Shambhala? “

Fang Moqi came to the neighborhood, and after learning about the current situation of Shambhala, he hurried to a Snow Mountain to look for Lan Mu.

Lan Mu told him to look for the exit alone, alone in the mountains.

But when Fang Moqi searched Snow Mountain, he didn’t find Lan Mu.

“Where did this guy go?”

Fang Moqi didn’t know, Lan Mu looked down at him from the sky.

He has transformed into a foggy, dreamlike body.

“Yellow… becomes such a thing? What does the color represent?”

Lan Mu’s misty face is expressionless, he can fly freely, just speed Not very fast.

“Curious and special lifeform, semi-solid, semi-virtual…”

“But…what on earth do I have?”

Lan Mu felt The energy of within the body, an excitation, instantly makes the world dark.

In an instant, the bright Shambhala plunged into darkness, and everyone could not see their fingers.

“Ah! I can’t see it!”

“Oh my God! God really abandoned Shambhala! Even the light is taken away!”

Time, the earth is disturbing, and the sudden darkness makes everyone lose one’s head out of fear.

There is no sun in Shambhala world, nor does it have the alternation of the sun and the moon and the rotation of the four seasons.

It is bright in itself, and the clouds in the sky automatically emit rays of light.

However, at this moment, Lan Mu forbids all light. The energy of his within the body makes people lose their perception of rays of light.

“I can still see the light of the clouds… but other people can’t see it. This is not forbidden light itself, but forbids the light perception of living things.”

Lan Mu Groping for my own abilities, suddenly, looking at the clouds in a daze, my mind flashed across a single thought like lightning.

“Wait…Isn’t it an abnormal thing that the automatically shining cloud cover?”

He recalled that when he first came in, he was a golden mouse, and his treasure hunting instinct sensed three Containment items.

They are magic pen, copper mirror, and something in the sky.

At the time, he thought that the alien energy was the one in the sky, but now he has absorbed the alien energy, only to find that the clouds still have anomalous properties, which shows that what he sensed at the time was actually the treasure of the’cloud containment’.

“The clouds have the characteristics of automatically shining light, raining out of thin air…”

“The heterogeneous energy usually fuses with something, it just merges with the cloud containment, allowing the rain to have plants The ability to resuscitate…”

“Because the two special substances are fused, the treasure hunter only senses one… Actually, even with the different energy, Shambhala has four containment objects!”

Lan Mu suddenly realized that Shambhala’s exit is in the sky!

“That’s not right!”

He flew up and down in the sky, up and down the clouds.

He has searched here several times, and the spirit strength has also been searched inch by inch, except for the cloud, which is water vapor. If it allows people to leave Shambhala, then Lan Mu would have left long ago!

Lan Mu was disappointed and then cheered up again.

“no! This clue is very important, the exit must be here, but there is still a mechanism…”

Lan Mu thought, he felt it was a little too close! Just one divine light flashed.

“Eagle!”

Fly to the Snow Mountain Temple and look at the golden eagle enshrined above.

“The legendary condor will bring people into Shambhala…No! This is actually a way to take people out!”

“But Shambhala does not have a creature like an eagle. ! How can the statue…”

“Uh…”

Lan Mu suddenly reacted. Who said that the statue can’t take people? Isn’t there a magic pen?

I saw him hurriedly take out the magic pen and click on each of the golden eagle’s eyes.

A magical thing happened. I saw the eagle suddenly eyes opened, majestic looking forward, and soaring with its head high.

“Take me out of Shambhala!” Lan Mu ordered the eagle.

I saw the eagle flying under Lan Mu, carrying him moved towards the sky and clouds.

Lan Mu doesn’t need him to carry it at all, plus he is half-virtualized, and can’t sit still in the lower body.

So one person and one eagle flew high into the sky, and…there was no more.

“Where is the exit? Take me out!”

Lan Mu commanded with a magic pen, but the eagle just hovered in the clouds.

It is just a puppet, not a real life. You can follow the author’s orders, but it doesn’t matter if you can do it.

Lan Mu meditated silently, feeling that the clue was broken when he reached this point.

“Just a little bit! The exit must be here, the eagle is going around here, but I just can’t get out!”

“Re-swiftly…”

“The people who left Shambhala at the time obviously used magic pens to bring the golden eagle to life and fly them to the clouds to leave. Because humans can’t fly, they need to use the power of golden eagle puppets to come. Here…”

Lan Mu nodded, this is almost certain.

“But I don’t need this step. I can fly by myself now. What’s next? What’s the most important point?”

I scanned the clouds everywhere, and finally Lan Mu’s His eyes stayed on the magic pen.

“is it possible that ……”

“The finishing touch……”

Lan Mu wanted to try it out in a weird cloud I drew two eyes on it.

A magical thing happened. His eyes were frozen on the cloud. Through the eye sockets, he saw the vast sea.

“Yi!”

Lan Mu suddenly realized, secretly funny.

“It turned out to be so simple…”

He held the pen again, this time instead of drawing eyes, he drew a big circle.

The side of the circle is high in the sky, and the sea with raging waves is overlooked.

“Magic pen, it turns out that you are the core of the world of Shambhala! You exist in Shambhala, or who brought you in?”

Lan Mu murmured At the same time, he has no way of researching the history of the magic pen containing objects.

shook his head and looked back towards the dark earth, where it became more and more chaotic, and everyone could not see it and could only rely on groping.

He did not take back the darkness for the time being, and flew directly into the circle.

When you come out again, you will see the vast sky and ocean, endless.

There is the sun in the sky, ships in the distance, and islands.

“Is this the earth?”

A small island was not far away. He flew straight over and found a small village with a group of black people living in it.

Over the village, he is like a dark shadow, but no one noticed him.

He saw a group of misty force fields floating in many houses, connected to the foreheads of sleeping people, like a mist that did not disperse.

“What is this? Why is this thing floating on people’s head?”

Feeling the instinct of the body, in order to test his abilities, he rushed into the mist without hesitation.

In an instant, the world changed drastically, and he came to a chaotic world, full of artillery fire and war.

Countless army rushed to a black man, who stood on the ruined wall, holding a submachine gun and shooting at the army like infinite bullets.

Behind the black, there are beauties of various skin tones cheering for him, and he proudly shouts: “I am the king of the world!”

Lan Mu overlooks the top of the world At him, secretly thought: “Damn… mentally retarded?”