Human Brain Ranch

However, even if Zhu Zhengwei knew about their plan, he would be helpless.

Because no matter how hard they have their own thoughts and push, Zhu Zhengwei will still not let the earth, the so-called aura, recover.

Everything is useless.

at this time.

"The sixth level has already broken through, a superman in reality."

I wish Zhengwei a happy heart.

Back in the dormitory, two guys were playing black. He turned on his laptop, clicked on a movie, and pretended to watch it.

But in his heart, he was thinking about the next step of expanding the world.

Currently, he has three worlds in total.

1. One main world.

A super-large four-dimensional world that is constantly expanding based on your own dream bubbles.

2. A junkyard world.

It is the chaotic thinking dream of a large number of miners and human beings, and the world of demons gathered.

3. A small dream in the underworld that is still in its infancy.

Needless to say, there is a small dream in the underworld for the time being, there are currently square dancers in it.

Even some young people who died prematurely or in car accidents joined the big family of the society.

As for the friends in the patient group?

Said he was going to die.

In fact, there is still a month to go.

In reality, there are actually only a few days. Waiting for more than a month, converted to the current time ratio, 30 years a day, it is estimated that it will take 900 years to die.

Sometimes, Zhu Zhengwei felt that he was too anxious?

I still haven't adapted to the four-dimensional world, the time difference in the three-dimensional world?

However, who can adapt to it.

I have an independent and exclusive dream world space, and the time ratio is getting more and more outrageous!

"Hell, first of all, it doesn't matter, the society is shaken, let them dance in the square and it's over. Anyway, the mental pollution is only those few mining machine classmates who are dreaming."

"And that garbage dump world is not under my control! This is a side effect of the dream ability. After all, the exhaust gas and industrial waste generated by the server must have a place to throw it away?"

Garbage produced by industry is not concentrated in landfills and littered, but it pollutes the environment.

Those capitalists, many factories in reality do this to accumulate primitive capital, secretly release waste gas into the sky and waste water into the ground, but he is not such a person.

Zhu Zhengwei, who has received a good higher education in the society, naturally despises this the most.

"Besides, this chaotic garbage dump world where countless distracting thoughts gather is evolving by itself. Without my intervention, the world civilization and system that might emerge are so perverted that I can't even think of it."

"In a sense, even the garbage dump where the residue of dreams gathers is working for me." The corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

However, that being said.

But this world is not his after all, just like Yin and Yang, orderly and disorderly opposites, this world may pose a threat to him.

Excluding some overall arrangements, Zhu Zhengwei began to focus on the advancement of civilization in the ancestral witch world.

"The next step is really to promote. The seventh-order batch has been produced. This is obviously a threshold that must be passed."

Zhu Zhengwei looked down at the world.

"If there is a mature seventh-level method, it means that in reality, I can also break through with this, fly into the sky, escape from the ground, step into the sky, and possess the combat power of the Chutian Emperor, breaking through the atmosphere, that is a qualitative change! At that time, my civilization will develop into a real 'space flight' and set foot in the world of 'extraterrestrial universe'."

As for the seventh-level breakthrough method of Chutian Pavilion before, to transform the dantian and let him have children?

Can.

But I refuse!

This kind of crooked way is not serious at first glance and cannot be popularized by the public.

It's not like I can't wait a day or two, as for it! ?

Even, Zhu Zhengwei thought to himself, instead of letting other people develop the seventh-order method of this bloodline

It's better to go up by yourself.

"After all, no one is reliable!"

He couldn't help but look up to the sky and sigh, "I have no one to use!"

Emperor Shi Guangxueyin seemed to be a talented person, but he used his own blood to make a headless macho, and even put on a friend's head as a crown for himself, which made him feel dizzy.

Can this be learned?

He could only silently wait for the people behind to perfect this bloodline.

Then what?

The people behind are perfect, and use their own blood to create a seventh-order breakthrough method for giving birth to children.

Can this be learned?

There is no normal person!

Numb!

That is really numb!

Can you stop using my blood to do some weird things.

Divine blood, you didn't use it like this, please respect the gods, please?

"This practice method should be done by myself." Zhu Zhengwei is such a person. He has had a very relaxed life recently. After his wisdom has improved a lot, it is easy to learn everything. He has already learned the content of the class, and even finished it by himself. The textbooks for the entire university period, after all, he is the king of the books, is it a waste of fame?

But now, it's boring.

Itchy all over, always looking for something to study.

"However, I have to change my body. This body can't live an ordinary life at all."

He said softly: "I hold the authority of heaven, and the will of the world will make way for me, make way for me, and no one dares to provoke me."

"I am thirsty while walking in the mountains, and the heavens come to bathe, and the fairy grass grows and makes tea for me."

"I walk in the sea without a boat, the tree breaks the driftwood, make a boat for me, and set sail for a long voyage."

"My blood flows in the world, and the world uses my blood to see the future and peep into a corner of the future."

Although Zhu Zhengwei's tone was outrageous, it was true.

Every time he appears in the world, all the common people in the whole world will instinctively know at the first sight: this is an incredible existence.

And this kind of spiritual life is too restrictive.

Zhu Zhengwei felt a little bored after coming down again and again.

No one wants to live in the spotlight all the time, he also wants to put on a leather case and live an ordinary life, like Zhang Zhi, working as a miner and so on.

"The body has to be changed, and finally... I can change it."

He looked at the restart number of his previous life.

The first body from that life in Zhujing Village.

It's a mortal body, and hemophilia

"It's just you." Zhu Zhengwei said calmly, "This faded body from the previous life has no divinity, but a ray of will can enter it, and it will completely transform into a mortal. It will be like entering the world."

"However, I still have to give this body some power of divine blood." Zhu Zhengwei dripped a drop of blood from the body, "I will give you extremely subtle spiritual control, and you can control the microcosm."

Joining the WTO is for research.

But not to suffer from scratch.

Some small plug-ins are still necessary to facilitate experiments and find people to experiment. Abandoning the ancient majesty and dignity of the gods, he can happily travel the land as a mortal without any pretensions and burdens, cutting leeks.