Li Tong was sent away. I don’t know what Zheng Bai said to him, but in the end the matter was left in vain. Anyway, he didn’t bother Wu Mingkong again. Wang Qiang was also the one who left with him. It is said that he was sent to some other place.

"Big Boss, I was really sorry just now. The people under my command are ignorant and have caused trouble for you." After Zheng Bai sent the two of them, he hurried over to explain.

Wu Mingkong didn't say anything, just nodded to show that he knew, two little people, he was not the kind of person who liked to show off and couldn't help but slap the other person in the face as soon as he questioned it.

If you question, question. Don’t hurt his interests, everything is easy to say. If you say where you love, go wherever you like.

When Zheng Zhai saw Zheng Bai coming, he looked at the last two thin pieces held on his chopsticks: "Brother Bai, if you came here early, you might be able to rub two more pieces."

Just as he finished speaking, before Zheng Bai could speak, Zheng Zhai quickly stuffed the last two thin slices into his mouth, and looked like an eight hundred kilogram hill, and he looked cheap.

Zheng Bai was nothing, but just looked at Zheng Zhai with some confusion: "You seem to be much more rounded again, right?"

He clearly remembered that after the three of them drank the Blood Clan True Ancestor Soup, each of them weighed about 500 kilograms. However, Zheng Zhai's current body size is one-third larger than him, and he is obviously getting fatter again. Seeing that his clothes and pants are being pushed to the limit.

Zheng Zhai's mouth suddenly stopped chewing. He was eating too much and didn't feel anything, but now Zheng Bai said that he also felt that the clothes were tight, as if it was not an illusion.

"No, I can't get fat if I eat a butterfly sashimi. In addition, I thought I could increase by 1,000 kilograms, but unfortunately I miscalculated it, only 800 kilograms." Wu Mingkong sighed. This estimate was not rigorous and he was hasty.

After hearing Wu Mingkong's words, Zheng Zhai seemed to have turned gray. A few days ago, he was still a handsome guy, and in just two meals he had become a big meat mountain of 800 kilograms.

"Big Boss, how long do you think I will lose weight now?" This seemed a bit sad. After two meals, it became like this. If he continues to move in the future, wouldn't he have to be fat as a ball? Oh, no need to, he will be fat as a ball now.

As for not getting along? Don’t make trouble. He can still distinguish between face and Zheng Zhai from the inner world. After these two meals, he can be sure that he can still go up and down the fifty floor in one breath without breathing.

Although he is fat now, his body is extremely flexible. He feels that he can crush stones with one punch, and his speed is comparable to that of a first-level athlete. Is this kind of benefit not to eat just for the so-called figure?

"Under normal circumstances, it's about seventy years old, but if you eat a few more meals, you probably have the chance to return to normal body shape before you die." Wu Mingkong made a conservative estimate this time.

Zheng Bai couldn't help but smile. He is now a fat man of 500 pounds, but he doesn't care. He has his wife and children. He is in charge of the huge Zheng Group. In addition, although he is fat, he is many times better than his previous sub-healthy state. He feels that he has made a lot of money.

More importantly, the three petals on his chest were gone after drinking the blood clan True Ancestor Soup. His body was about to lose his life, so he felt that he had returned to the peak of his life.

As for ridicule?

If you like to laugh, you will laugh. You won’t exchange your body for no amount of money. It’s a real treasure.

"Big Boss, then do you think how much meat I can grow if I keep hanging with you like this is the limit?" Zheng Zhai came to his senses. Thirty years and seventy years are no different. Anyway, they are out of reach.

It would be better to just think about it. If he had to eat with Wu Mingkong every day, how much could his body be so strong.

"It's okay to eat freely, but you have to grab the ingredients yourself. If you count the consumption of the ingredients, you will lose weight by eating about seven or eight meals."

"Can you lose weight by grasping the ingredients?" Zheng Zhai naturally knew what the ingredients in Wu Mingkong's mouth were, so he was a little confused.

"Then you guys, I'll go and do it first." Zheng Bai is not greedy or stupid. It sounds good to stay, and there may be opportunities, but if you insert it rashly, you will always offend people. Maybe Wu Mingkong doesn't care, but Zheng Zhai may have it.

And after careful consideration, he actually walked back from the gate of hell. His mentality was different. The key was to live a good life. This has begun to make the young people of the Zheng family enter the group to experience. He is preparing to retire and go back to accompany his wife and children, and he does not intend to get involved in this kind of thing.

As for those dirty things, he was not afraid. He was going to gradually empti the building and let the entire Zheng family move in. Zheng's group moved out. With Wu Mingkong, the big guy, was in charge, he was afraid of any dirty things. He just lived downstairs of Wu Mingkong himself.

"Go, go." Wu Mingkong waved his hand and said. He also understood Zheng Bai's thoughts. Everyone has their own ambitions and can't force it. He didn't care if he wanted to stay. For others, these things might be secrets, but for Wu Mingkong, it was really just a drop in the bucket. It might be a bit exaggerated to win the world, but Wu Mingkong has never been a stingy person.

"Of course I can lose weight. I tell you, after eating my little ghost sashimi, you can touch and see the hell now. Do you know what this means?"

"It means that I can let those ghosts taste the sandbag without using willow branches, the fist of the casserole." Zheng Zhai originally wanted to say the sandbag, but after looking at his hands carefully, it seemed that using the sandbag was not very accurate, so he temporarily changed it to a casserole.

"Yes, this is the ability from that little ghost. After you eat the blood clan, you also gain the physical fitness of the blood clan. However, these are lurking in your body and not fully discovered."

"And every battle you are digging for yourself. The little ghost can make yin energy flow in your body. This yin energy is the key to making you see ghosts and fighting ghosts. The yin energy is converted from blood, and the conversion efficiency depends on your digging of the ability of the little ghost. Every time you use the yin energy, the pair of yin energy will dig out the ability of the little ghosts little by little."

"Equivalent to proficiency and leveling in the game?"

Wu Mingkong nodded: "That's right, after talking about it, the next one is the blood clan. Because of the special nature of the blood clan, you gain the physical fitness of the blood clan, which includes a series of abilities such as regeneration, strengthening the body, toxin immunity, strong blood energy, and danger perception. To be honest, if Mao Xuewang was not the real ancestor who was put into the pot, how could you get this treatment?"

When Zheng Zhai heard Wu Mingkong say this, he realized that no wonder the two holes dug by the rotten corpse behind him had no feeling, and they had already reborn.

And when he thought about it, he was dug up by the rotten corpse and was not infected with any corpse poison. It is likely that the ability toxin immunity saved his life.

"Of course, now whether it is a blood clan or a little ghost, your ability mining is in its initial stage, which means that those abilities are not fully physical. Only by digging out all these abilities, your weight will naturally drop."

"That is, under normal circumstances, it takes me seventy years to fully tap these abilities?"

"That's how it is."

"But if I keep squeezing myself in the battle to capture ingredients, it only takes about seven or eight times to fully appreciate it."

"But there is a condition that must be a fierce battle on the front. If it is the same as this time, it probably won't work." Wu Mingkong still reminded him, otherwise how could it be possible to let water go everywhere?

Zheng Zhai thinks that things are good, but there is a problem.

"Big Boss, what are the probability of me being beaten to death by the ingredients?" His outfit is good, but he can't stand the capsized ship in the gutter. If he falls, he might have to leave his life somewhere.

Wu Mingkong said with contempt: "Just your body of meat, now those things are basically supplemented by two pieces, and eating four pieces is a death. If you really can't beat you, just feed the other person's meat. Wouldn't it be enough to keep the other person alive and die."

"Boss, are you serious?" Zheng Zhai didn't expect that Wu Mingkong would have such an operation, but he also keenly noticed the two words "now" in Wu Mingkong's words, which means that he would be exhausted by eating those dirty things now, but the future is not necessarily the case.

There will be major changes in the future.

"But if you keep the ingredients to death, you will be wasted all your efforts and you will lose four pieces of meat."

"If you say this, big guy, just open your mouth whatever you want to eat, and I'll catch it for you right away." Zheng Zhai felt that he was in the early sixth stage of the costume, and he changed it around casually, so he naturally had a little swelling.

"The mountain god in Luoyue Mountain in the south is the ginseng that has become a spirit. When you catch it, go to Qingning River and catch Hebo. It is a big green fish. Don't catch it wrong. Then buy a chicken on the way back. Let's stew it together." Wu Mingkong is so confident that he is not polite.

"No problem, by the way, who will I hit among these first?"

"I recommend you go to buy chicken first, and then have a slaughtered meal at the stall next door, order two more fried dumplings. If you are beaten to death, you won't be a starving ghost."

???

Zheng Zhai looked terrified, and he couldn't beat him, either the mountain god or the He Bo, and he could beat the chicken he bought.

"Well, big guy, why don't we reduce the difficulty? Let's slow down this time. When can I invite them to have a meal, I will go there. I will guarantee that I will order two more fried dumplings for them." Zheng Zhai said without blushing.

"Then I have to wait. I'll look for any suitable ingredients nearby and you can go there. After all, there are not many ingredients that can invite you to treat them to a dead end." Wu Mingkong thought.

Before Zheng Zhai could speak, you were thinking slowly, Wu Mingkong took out a map from somewhere. What a guy, the ancient texture is obvious at first glance.

Although Zheng Zhai doesn't understand antiques, this texture will be taken out to auction at least seven digits.

But one thing is that using this kind of map is really accurate?

Wu Mingkong spread the map flat on the table. With a whoosh, a virtual image was projected on the map. This scene made Zheng Zhai stunned. Why is your map a little different from what he imagined?

How could this smell of high-tech?

"Look, there is one here. Why don't you catch it and leave it to the noon tomorrow?" Wu Mingkong pulled the virtual image with his hand, and the image continued to enlarge, and finally frozen in an ordinary community.

"Big Boss, what's the principle of your map?"

"The principle, you can't understand it even if you tell you, so you just treat it as a radar."

"Oh, can you be more careful? This community is so big, it's a bit difficult to find, and there are no characteristics, so it's very troublesome."

"You're not talking nonsense, otherwise I would say I'll stay for the soup at noon tomorrow. Of course, you have to find it yourself. You don't need to know the characteristics. The yin energy in your body has a very sensitive perception of the ingredients. As long as there is fluctuation in the ingredients within ten meters of the radius, you can sense it." Wu Mingkong was still doing things without leaking, and he had already prepared it.

“There is another problem…”

"Why do you have so many questions? You can't ask them all at once." Wu Mingkong was full of black lines. Why are there so many things going on?

"The last one, the last one, boss, where is this community?" Zheng Zhai said with some disappointment.

Wu Mingkong reduced the virtual projection, which made Zheng Zhai see clearly: "It turned out to be Jinxiu Community. I'll leave first, you are boiling water and waiting for me to come back."

"Then hurry up, don't boil the water like today and you haven't come back. You can only change to stewing soup with sashimi."

"Don't worry, I have a clear idea this time."

Seeing Zheng Zhai leave, Wu Mingkong couldn't help but smile.

"This old man is starting out. Although he has been officially appointed for the first time, he still has a lot of gains."

A line on Wu Ming’s empty hand is being guided by him to continue to grow, and even breaks through the original style.

This line is Zheng Zhai's line.

He originally planned to give up Zheng Zhai after Wang Qi, the car accident ghost, was dealt with, and honestly became the grandfather of Zheng Sheng, the son of destiny.

But this is a bit boring, and if Zheng Sheng chose him, he would have no comparison group.

More importantly, that is, Zheng Zhai seized the opportunity himself.

"I just want to see who is more variable if the two people who are the two who are designated by the world or me are more likely to be the variable."

Wu Mingkong's empty Guixu eyes were constantly sorting out the relationship between the chaos of cause and effect and human feelings and principles. Zheng Zhai was separated from the original trajectory because of Wu Mingkong's intervention. He seemed to have escaped from his original fate, but in fact he just jumped from this puddle to another puddle.

Zheng Zhai's fate trajectory changed from Tianding to Wu Mingkong's formulation.

Otherwise, he would have two abilities that could be combined?

The physical fitness provided by the blood clan can fully support the blood in his body to greatly transform the Yin Qi to provide him with attack and defense.

"What a pity, the cooked dishes can only inherit some of the abilities, not all." Mingkong was a little regretful about this.

It’s not that Wu Mingkong can’t do it, but that Wu Mingkong feels it’s unnecessary. After all, it’s not good to stuff everything into it. Sometimes one plus one is not equal to two but less than two.

Only sufficient coordination and coordination can maximize abilities.

For example, the ghost's ghost body is very useful, but it is naturally not worth it to waste the physical quality of the blood clan for the sake of being able to penetrate the wall.

If you want to become a ghost body, then the body will naturally be unnecessary. Without the body, the physical fitness of the blood clan will naturally not be able to be exerted.

"The yin energy of ghosts and the pseudo-immortality of the blood clan, I really want to see what will be cultivated when I see it."
To be continued...