Chapter 831
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Wanli forty-one years! Many pieces of information flashed in Wang Chen's mind. Thanks to his 985 master's degree in literature from a key university, he can still vaguely remember many things-the Three Great Marches of Wanli, the old wild boar Pinulhachi, seven Hate the rebellion, the battle of Salar, Zhang Juzheng, the Party, Feng Bao, Zheng Guifei, and the East Factory, the West Factory, Yuhuatian, and Cao Shaoqin.
Oh! No ... the last two are virtual characters.
Wang Chen thought afterwards, his brain was messy, Feng Bao, Wang Zhi, Wang An, Chen Ju, and Wei Zhongxian, who are not yet developed, but ambitious and latent, are all dead eunuchs ... why are they? Eunuch? Wang Chen suddenly woke up and counted tens of thousands of civilian ministers he remembered—Zhang Juzheng, Yu Qian ... Sure enough, it is no wonder that the **** and the civil servant were evenly divided!
The teacher ’s palace heard that the scorpion ’s “Tianzun” was sitting silently on the iron coffin for a long time, and could not help but glanced secretly, and found that Wang Chen looked a little bit shocked, and he felt anxious in his heart: This 'Tianzun' or a corpse psychic?
The palace of the old and refined teacher has discovered that the **** who was resurrected from the ancestor's treasure-doesn't seem so strange. It looks no different from ordinary people!
Wang Chen's keen intuition reminded him to pay attention to the doubtful gaze of the teacher ’s palace. Then he returned to his mind. I wonder if it was an illusion. He felt that he had been in the living room for decades. Instead of having muscle atrophy and fatigue, he was even more. Being healthy, both the agility of the brain and the current state of body are better than ever, and even mentally sharper.
This made him more affirmed that his dormant living warehouse was indeed a black technology that transcended the world he traversed, the Chinese multi-dimensional universe republic, there was absolutely a problem, and Wang Chen had a hunch—that might unveil him through Secrets of the Ming Dynasty.
"Yeah!" The dazed boy who fainted in the past woke up warily, he said quietly: "Master, I seem to have dreamed that the corpse in our ancestral treasure ... is alive!" The young boy saw Wang Chen watching him, scared Broken sound!
Wang Chen was still having a headache. The two apprentices seemed to think of themselves as immortals ... Or find another excuse to explain the situation now?
Theoretically, for security, Wang Chen had better stand up to the identity of this fairy, but the ancients were not a fool. The old Taoist was just scared. Fortunately, he has n’t returned to God now, and his eyes have brought three points of doubt. Does Wang Chen think that he has the ability to pretend to be an immortal in the minds of ancient people?
No liar has ever heard of it, and he can sow panic without knowing the subject of the deception.
In fact, the skill of pretending to be a ghost can only be frightened in one fell swoop based on the information advantage. Now Wang Chen asks what he doesn't know. He is not confident enough to catch the temptations that follow.
"But it's not OK to sit like this!" Wang Chen sighed in his heart, and when he saw the living silo he was sitting on, he thought: "Yeah! If this is really a living in the high-tech world Warehouse equipment ... it can not be equipped with self-defense weapons! Even the pilots of World War II must be equipped with a self-defense pistol! On the lifeboats of ocean-going ships, the signal gun is a standard configuration, one can interstellar travel, with great possibility It's a living space left by a spaceship. Will there be no weapons? "
Wang Chen lay back decisively, covered the glass cover of the living room, and heard the sound of a mechanical lock. Wang Chen was relieved ... at least, there was protection of the living room. Danger, big deal to continue to sleep, after sleeping for ten or eight years, all dangers disappeared. Looking at the high-end atmosphere of this living warehouse, the indigenous people outside want to open it, and it is basically impossible without going through 880 years of research.
The old and young priests saw him lying back in the coffin, staring at each other with wide eyes, the little priest was not afraid, and asked boldly, "Master, why is Da Tianzun lying back?"
The teacher ’s palace looked at the unlucky child, and he could not wait to slap him to death.
The words have n’t even finished, the "magic" glass cover-the old Taoist priest always thought so, and immediately opened it again. The "Tianzun" who just lay back took a piece of black iron to turn over and sit up-according to the old Taoist priest From the perspective of experience, it is somewhat similar to the short musket of the Daming Firearm Battalion, but it is more angular and somewhat inexplicable.
Nineteen rounds of magazines and three magazines were found in the lower left corner of the living room. Wang Chen, a self-defense pistol, finally had the confidence to ensure safety.
"The gun is in your hand, it's practical!" Wang Chen said with emotion, he was not going to pretend to be a ghost, but instead learned the master ’s palace just now and clenched his fist: "This chief, I am not a fairy ... just a trouble It ’s just a stranger. In order to take refuge, he sleeps in this coffin. Do n’t be so polite! ”
Instead, the teacher's palace was bluffed. He turned around, and finally believed in his ancestors-the ancestor said that the coffin was brought by a comet falling to the ground www.wuxiaspot.com Is that still false? Refuge from heaven-isn't it a fairy?
As for why the gods do not recognize themselves as gods, it is clear that the gods think they are gods? Only those of us who are old, sick, and dead will think that the gods are gods. As for the gods themselves, people are more likely to see them, and do n’t think it is rare to live forever.
Wang Chen could not see through the complex psychological activities of the Master ’s Palace. He only saw that the Master ’s Palace was still worshipping, and even the doubts in his eyes had gone eight points. He simply got out of the coffin. Wang Chen was also very afraid of the living room. After closing the lid, he couldn't even open it. However, he found that the living room seemed to be operated by his own brain waves, and only recognized himself.
Just when he found the pistol, he was lying in the living room, thinking about the self-defense weapon there?
As a result, the dark grid on the right was opened by himself. Later, he discovered that the lid of the maintenance compartment was also controlled by his own thoughts ... maybe fingerprints and iris verification? Anyway, as soon as he pulled it, he opened it. He tried it after going out, and found that he could still open it, but most of the others couldn't ... He didn't believe that the life-saving warehouse had been in the hands of the indigenous people for so long, they didn't Tried it.
Just now in the living room, Wang Chen also found a display screen—that is, the glass cover that can see his upper body. When he lay back, he found that according to his needs, the glass cover could project some living room related items. Data, for example, as he saw just now, 43% of the nutrient solution in the living room was used. There is also a nutrient solution nano-robot material collection and synthesis function, which can be automatically replenished. Wang Chen took a look at the progress of the supplementation, and was able to recover about 2% a day.
Now Wang Chen has no worry at all—it's a big problem to hide back to the living room and sleep for hundreds of years, and the world has almost developed to the era before his crossing.