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"Don't be anxious first, speak slowly." Zhao Hang thought about it carefully and decided to calm down his words first.

After all, he couldn't imagine what it would be like if that tall figure fell down.

He preferred to believe that words were making a mountain out of a molehill.

His words were careless but confused, and he was very worried when he heard something was going on. Now think about it carefully, my brother is a master of martial arts. Even if he is a bit weak in the face of hot weapons, his survivability is at least much greater than those of ordinary people.

It's just that it is a dangerous zone after all, and no one will be surprised if anything happens to hundreds of thousands of people rioting.

He just sorted out his thoughts in words, and then told Zhao Hang everything he knew.

After Zhao Hang heard this, he stopped to think for a moment and decided to calm down his words first.

"Don't worry. Think about it carefully. With your brother's ability, as long as you don't encounter an organized army and the city's complex terrain, even those mobs with guns may not be able to do anything to your brother. Besides, Yeah, who stipulates that boxers cannot use hot weapons? With your brother's eyesight, his marksmanship is definitely not that different. Who threatens whom is still a matter of debate.

What's more, it's just hearsay. Your classmate only saw it on his mobile phone, and it's not an official channel. What if it's exaggerated, or it's simply fake news?

Your brother's phone can't be reached. It may be for other reasons. Maybe it's broken. From what I know about your brother, after seeing the missed call, he will definitely contact you as soon as possible. You can't do anything just worry now. What, just wait in peace. "After a long discussion, the panicked girl was finally calmed down.

Afterwards, Zhao Hang said goodbye to the people in the club and went to a place with words.

Maybe words don't notice.

But Zhao Hang had noticed that no matter what time it was, whether it was a temporary decision or not, as long as the girl appeared in that place, he would definitely appear within ten minutes.

It was just that several times I intentionally let him see me but avoided speaking.

Six hours had passed, and Yan Ding, who was supposed to have completed the replacement of brain tissue, had only replaced a few thousand cells.

But now he is completely out of danger.

It can even be said that as long as he gives up healing, his combat power can be fully restored.

It's just that after another burst of full strength, he will face the end of complete cell necrosis.

Now, only thousands of cells have been taken away by his soul, and the power of his soul has only shown a tiny bit, just a tiny bit.

It can force this body riddled with holes to function normally.

Although every time ATP releases energy, Yan Ding needs to replenish it with his mind power. Every time the cell membrane transports materials, Yan Ding needs to use his mind power to protect the cell membrane from collapse. Every subtle body movement requires Yan Ding to forcibly maintain the composition of the cells. Tissue morphology, if this is not the case, the damaged junction proteins between cells will cause the body to completely fall apart. By then, this part of Yan Ding's tissue will be completely turned into pulp, which cannot even be fought.

But now Yan Ding feels more relaxed than ever.

It is no longer a scratchy feeling like using the telekinesis of T-virus organelles, but the real telekinesis.

Yan Ding could clearly feel that his brain was not actually running at a high speed, it was entirely the instinct brought about by that small part of his soul power.

Because the soul gathers all physical information, not just the genetic code, but the location of every atom, the trajectory of the energy flow of every life activity, and every quantum jump of the thinking in the body.

This allows the soul to instinctively know how the body should operate normally, without the need for Yan Ding to concentrate on controlling it.

And in fact, this kind of control is only radiated from those thousands of cells.

If the replacement of cells throughout the body is completed, the decomposition of the cell level will not be able to kill Yan Ding at all. Each cell of Yan Ding can locate each other, and can even restructure the body structure as he wishes. Even then, if Yan Ding is not bothered, in the body Leaving behind a huge spell, even if the body is completely destroyed, not a single atom remains, and a complete body can be reshaped using the information recorded in the soul.

Just like that, the resurrected body will not be as strong as the body Yan Ding has now.

Because of the Lord God's strengthening, Yan Ding's body also had some special properties that he didn't know about.

That cannot be explained by a simple material structure. If you simply copy the material structure, you can only get a body at the level of an ordinary person.

It's just that it will take a long time. Without external help, just replacing brain cells will be at the level of a lifetime.

This forced Yan Ding to turn his attention to the Infinity Stones, which alone embodied one dimension of the universe.

I can't help but go to the Master's Retreat.

Judging from Master Gu Yi's attitude, there should be no conflict between us.

Yan Ding thought about it and kept moving his hands. As soon as he left the basement and returned to the room, he took out the mobile phone that he had always carried with him from the space ring.

The space ring has no signal, so he usually carries it with him. Because of the monk war, Yan Ding was put into the space ring to prevent damage.

The moment he took it out, the phone kept ringing like crazy. Yan Ding took a closer look and saw a total of 52 unanswered call requests.

You must know that this mobile phone was specially made by him using the technology collected in the Lord God Space. Although it looks like a mobile phone, it is a communicator made with alien world aerospace-level technology. Because there is no need to contact other people, so Yan Ding sets up one-to-one communication.

Only one person would call him.

Yan Ding rushed out of the window, soared into the sky, flew less than ten meters away, and directly pierced the sound barrier. The surging air waves directly shattered the windows of the surrounding houses. Just because of the riot, there was no one here anymore. People.

However, everyone downstairs heard the noise, but no one dared to come up to see what happened.

The relationship between them and Yan Ding was not close, and all they felt in Yan Ding was an abyss-like fear.

Thalia took out her quilt and covered it with the monk. She glanced at the black widow who had just come in, then slowly floated upstairs and went straight back to her room. The mental scan did not even spread to Yan Ding's room. Half a millimeter.

Black Widow felt uncomfortable all over when Thalia glanced at her, and her hair stood on end.

The lines on his body that represented strengthening had dimmed a little, but now they were bright again. He stood on guard for a while, and then he let out a sigh of relief.