Chapter 383 Thousands of clones
Gou Hongyuan and Heihu Minxin's eyes were flashing with aura, suppressing their excitement.
The old devil boy waved his hand, and the talismans in their minds appeared together, and a list appeared in front of their eyes.
"These are some low-level resources that the disciples below have to deal with during this period. There may also be some battlefield garbage and so on later. Because the amount is not small, I let you deal with it."
"This is the list. As for the physical items, please wait until someone delivers them to you after you go back. After the goods are processed, just ask again!"
When the two of them looked at the list in confusion, the old devil's voice rang out, and they both suddenly realized, "Disciple understands, I promise to complete the task as soon as possible."
"There is no need to rush, just process it slowly and ensure profits!" The old devil boy warned, and then added: "By the way, let's continue to collect those materials that we stopped collecting before."
Gou Hongyuan was slightly confused, but Black Tiger Minxin immediately responded: "I understand!"
The old devil boy nodded, glanced at the two of them, and said, "That's it for today!"
"Respect the law!"
As the two of them bowed their heads in greeting, the figure of the Demon Boy Lao Dao turned into an invisible stream of light, rushed into the center of Min Xin's eyebrows and disappeared without a trace.
The two looked at each other in confusion. After he disappeared for a long time, Min Xin said: "Brother Xueling, it seems that we will be a group from now on. Please take care of me!"
Gou Hongyuan immediately smiled and said: "Where, for someone like me who just got started, Junior Brother Black Tiger should take more care of me!"
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White Peach Peak, underground base, in the Blood Red Laboratory.
Wang Zijia suddenly opened his eyes, and the five ghosts protecting him quietly shrank back, trying not to attract Wang Zijia's attention.
After Wang Zijia thought for a moment, he stood up and left the laboratory, and came to the ice storage area next door with the largest number of people.
After observing the layout of the icehouse area, Wang Zijia created an empty hall in the center of the icehouses.
The rotunda is surrounded by densely packed frozen warehouses. Two passages at one end and one at the end divide the surrounding icehouse into two halves, making the entire hall look like the center of the icehouse, like some evil square.
After changing the layout here, Wang Zijia looked at his own cultivation.
Cultivation level: [real person] mid-term
Daoxing: four hundred years (10.13 million/20 million)
Tai Chi: 224,000
Then, he took a deep breath and started the special exchange under the somewhat frightened eyes of the five ghosts.
"Value - 100,000!"
As the value of his cultivation was exchanged for flesh and blood, the flesh and blood all over Wang Zijia began to squirm.
Groups of flesh and blood suddenly proliferated, and were split apart by Wang Zijia's flesh and blood control method. After landing, the flesh and blood expanded and squirmed, turning into various human paper figures, old or young.
Everyone is dressed differently and has a different body shape. The only thing they have in common is that they are holding a book and wearing a weird smile.
In the blood-colored basement, in the circular central square surrounded by icehouses, in the flickering light and shadow, Wang Zijia looked like an indescribable monster. All kinds of flesh and blood were constantly squirming from his body, and he turned into a man holding a book and laughing slyly on the ground.
The scene was once weird, more like an evil spirit than an orthodox monster like the Five Ghosts!
After a long time, when the flesh and blood worth 100,000 points were divided into a thousand flesh and blood balls, and squirmed in the hall into a thousand people of different shapes, holding books and wearing sly smiles, all the movement stopped.
Because each person is a clone of a human-made paper man made with a hundred degrees of value, his strength is very weak, and he is almost like a boy who has just started.
But as long as your status is high enough, no one can see through the truth.
Wang Zijia glanced at the thousand clones he had created. Although it didn't have much power, it was definitely more than enough to cooperate with the five ghosts to dispose of the corpse.
"From now on, you will be responsible for responding to calls, mainly responsible for the transportation of corpses, and the transportation of various spiritual objects. We will consider whether to add more manpower when the internal transmission function is activated in the future!"
Hearing this, a thousand clones responded in unison, somewhat mechanically: "Follow this deity's decree!"
Seeing this, Wang Zijia frowned slightly.
"Does the wisdom of large-scale clones decrease rapidly? That's right. Even if you use the bargaining chip to come up with effect spells such as spreading beans into soldiers and ripping hair into monkeys in advance, it will only be a third-grade spell after all."
"Don't worry, when the chapter on the differentiation of spiritual thoughts is completed, especially when the infant god has condensed his spiritual thoughts and differentiated thoughts, the clones should be completely completed. By then, all of them will have the original level IQ!"
In his thoughts, Wang Zijia made some renovations to the entire icehouse and call response square, set some rules, and then got up and left the basement.
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After returning to the training room, I sorted out what happened today and what I should be busy with next.
He got up and left the room and came to the bedroom. Xiang Feifei seemed to be asleep.
However, Wang Zijia keenly caught his slightly quickened breathing.
With a wicked smile, he got into bed and stretched out his sinful hand.
Another night of endless fighting.
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Early the next morning, Wang Zijia once again started doing morning lessons and boxing with the girls.
Everything seems like yesterday and feels very far away.
"Are you okay today?" Wang Zijia asked during the meal.
"Yes!" Xiang Feifei nodded and said, "When I went to adjust the post yesterday, the owner of the Qifu Building gave me a special task. Everything has been finished long ago."
"Today, the disciples from the Zhen and the Second Fu Academy are coming down. You can go down the mountain and help me receive them. I still have a lot of things to do today, especially since I have been back for two days and I haven't reported to the dormitory yet. I am very busy." Jiaru said.
"Shall I go? Is that okay? With my level of cultivation..." Xiang Feifei said hesitantly.
"It's okay. Except for me, our pulse cultivation levels are almost the same now. The disciples in the main academy won't mind." Wang Zijia said nonchalantly.
"What should we pay attention to?" Xiang Feifei asked.
"Although the Fu Tower, Alchemy Tower and other buildings in the core area of Maili have successfully completed the standard buildings with the support of Qi Fumai before, there is no formation. They will complete these things, you just need to organize the manpower to check and accept them. "
Wang Zijia thought for a moment before saying, "An Xingsheng will be generally in charge. You just need to control the situation."
"Okay, I understand!" Xiang Feifei nodded.
While the two were chatting, after breakfast, Xiang Feifei and others hurried down the mountain.
Wang Zijia looked at his eager look and shook his head in amusement.
It was my first time to take charge of such a big thing, so I was obviously a little nervous and concerned.
He himself was not idle either, throwing away the Blood Demon Jade Shuttle, turning it into a bloody stream of light, and headed towards the foot of Qifeng Mountain again.
Yesterday I was busy with things to open my pulse, but I haven't finished yet. I have only been away for a few months, but it feels like I have been away for decades. There are a lot of things to do.
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At the foot of Qifeng Mountain, the main courtyard of Lao Yuan.
The duties of the residence hall are relatively simple, but the power is extremely heavy. What is in charge is identity.
Promotions of various disciples, changes in professional titles, etc.
"Hello, Uncle Wang!"
"I've met the king's pulse master!"
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When I arrived at the dormitory, I floated down. The disciples I met along the way all greeted Wang Zijia in surprise, astonishment, or curiosity.
There was no cold reception from the secular academy, and a little less enthusiasm from the disciples of Qi and Fuyuan.
Prince Jiatong nodded in response, and walked through the palaces with an expressionless face, and finally came to a five-story attic that was carved out of a huge boulder of mutton-fat white jade.
Clicking on the ID card, comparing it for a moment, and confirming that it was correct, Wang Zijia stepped inside.
"Uncle Wang?" As soon as he entered the attic, he ran into a disciple, who was actually an acquaintance.
"Senior nephew Gu Wenxing? Have you been transferred?" Wang Zijia looked at Gu Wenxing in front of him and said in surprise.
The visitor was none other than Gu Wenxing, who had led Wang Zijia to Qiu Lianggong's place to make utensils.
This guy's identity is known from his name, he is a little bit special.
Most of the naming of each family in the sect follows a routine. Ordinary disciples will not be given names, but will be given names if they have the spiritual roots to start practicing.
Some families have one generation every twenty years, while some families only have one generation every hundred years.
The Gu family belongs to the century-old category, that is, one generation only changes every hundred years.
The new generation of the Gu family should have a snow-literate generation like Gu Xuefeng, but this guy is young and uses the writing generation of the previous generation of the Gu family.
"That's not really true. I used to work mainly in the dormitory, and I had a temporary position in the Qi Academy. I took my uncle to Lianggong's uncle before. It was just a coincidence." Gu Wenxing replied.
"Uncle, did you come today to change your identity?"
Wang Zijia thought of the background introduction when he took the mission, and roughly guessed what was going on. He nodded with a smile and said, "Is Senior Brother Yuebai here?"
"Here! Let me take you up, uncle!" Gu Wenxing replied.
Wang Zijia nodded and said, "Trouble!"
While the two were talking, they headed towards the fifth floor. As soon as they reached the top floor, they saw a middle-aged man coming out.
The other party's appearance is slightly moist, a bit like a scholar.
It was Gu Yuebai, the director of the dormitory who received the news.
When the other party saw Wang Zijia, he laughed and said: "Isn't this the famous Xianguan Zhenren? He is willing to come to me. I was still thinking about whether I should ask the disciple to inform my junior brother about you!"
Gu Yuebai, the dean of the outer courtyard of the dormitory, has undergone an overhaul at the pinnacle of the real world.
He is one of the well-known figures in the outer courtyard, and was the most promising disciple of the new generation of the Gu family.
With the strong support of the Gu family, he was as brilliant as Wang Zijia for a while. In just a hundred years, he broke through to the late stage of the real person realm.
Afterwards, his cultivation reached a bottleneck and he began to take over the affairs of the outer gate. Now, nearly a hundred years have passed. Although his reputation has gradually become smaller with his low-key development, he is still resounding throughout the outer gate.
He is one of the most promising real people in the Gu family to break through to the Infant God, and he has a pivotal position in the entire Gu family.
Belonging to the top group of people in the outer sect, Wang Zijia also had a relationship with them.
The other party was in charge of recruiting the disciple team.