Doubt is doubt, and Malone finally accomplishes his mission very well.

After three suggestions, Ma Long chose which treasure to exchange for Sima Mulong.

Sima Mulong admonished like a stream, and said yes again and again, and in the end, the two reached an agreement: exchange the microparticle mother machine!

Sima Mulong took the opportunity to lock in cause and effect, blinded the heavens, and succeeded in getting what he wanted, not to mention, he also fooled this kid by the way, and he was naturally in a good mood.

Ma Long was also very happy, feeling that he had finally put this alien together, and his senses were very good for this stupid and cute alien, and he felt that although this alien had a big tone and a bad temper, he was still very easy to deceive.

What made him even more overjoyed was that Sima Mulong was true to his words, and as a compliment to his advice, he opened the database to him, allowed him to browse relevant materials at will, and urged him to work hard in the sea of consciousness, prepare more works for storage, and if they are well written, they can also be published outside.

After all, it is better for two people to work than to work alone, Sima Mulong will really not be able to spare this Roman time for a while, to lie on the computer and type endlessly all day long, there is such an activist who is willing to top the bag, it is not in vain.

It's a good thing, everyone is happy, so why not do it?

Not to mention Ma Long's struggle in the sea of consciousness, after closing the contact channel, Sima Mulong has decided to start the work of embodiment.

For this reason, he even had to force his sick body to move, and he spent that strength to get to the top floor of the apartment building where his rental house was located.

The corridor of the apartment was dimly lit and there was not even a lamp, and there were a lot of miscellaneous things, and from time to time there were a stall of mines and a pool of water stains, which may not be the merit of a child.

Sima Mulong had to turn back and forth to avoid not saying anything, and the tenants he met along the way suddenly looked at him, and they were all stunned, as if they were looking at some rare thing, staring at them in a daze.

When Sima Mulong walked a little farther, he vaguely heard the gossip men and women getting together and gossiping.

"Who is this? Why is it like this?"

"This is too hard, look at the swollen face, it's a pig's head!"

Sima Mulong hated these things that didn't accumulate virtue to death, especially what made him hate even more was that there was a tenant next door who recognized him, and he didn't say anything with a smile on his face at that time, and as soon as he turned around, he got together with the gang of gossip men and women, and said cool things crookedly.

"Don't you recognize it, it's the pony next door!"

"Is that the one who wrote some kind of book? Did he go out and steal from other people, or else he would be beaten like this?"

Sima Mulong was ruthless in his heart, waiting for Lao Tzu's microparticle mother machine to get his hands on it, and seeing that Lao Tzu didn't turn back and burned your computer, you can be considered diligent in worshipping God!

In the face of such an urgent desire, Sima Mulong's body moved more than three points faster, and it was finally difficult and difficult all the way, so he climbed to the top of the building.

Just a few floors and hundreds of steps, Sima Mulong was so tired that his whole body was sore and itchy, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He sat on the top floor fence panting slightly, thinking that it was not too late to take this breath before starting work, and his eyes looked around so carelessly.

On the day of more than September, it was lunch time, at this time the sun was shining on the top floor, the sun was poisoning, and a few drying racks were set up on the floor composed of blue-gray reinforced concrete, on which there were scattered with a change of clothes, quilts and other messy things, in the autumn breeze that was still a little cool, gently fluttering with the wind.

Among them, there are quite a few indecent things, which are waving in the wind in the direction of Sima Mulong, which makes people feel a little embarrassed.

Sima Mulong was out of sight and out of mind, so he simply lay on the roof and looked into the distance below.

I saw people coming and going on the street, and the shops selling lunch boxes and catering businesses on the street were all busy in full swing.

In a trance, Sima Mulong seemed to smell the aroma of wisps of food.

Who can stand this stimulation, they are still hungry when they are full, not to mention that there is a hungry stomach!

Grunting, gurgling, the stomach was making a fuss at the time, Sima Mulong only felt that his stomach was empty, he didn't eat in the morning and went to sleep, and now that half a day has passed, he naturally feels hungry.

For a while, a sense of desolation came to his heart out of nowhere, making Sima Mulong almost cry at that time!

I don't have a meal here, what kind of life is this, I don't know how the original owner survived, and the pocket is so tight, this day is really unbearable.

Sima Mulong shook his head violently, threw this sense of grievance that suddenly hit his heart out of the clouds, and cheered for himself, "It's not a few days, it's not a few days like this, as long as my microparticle mother machine appears, the good days will come in a blink of an eye, and this kind of life will no longer have anything to do with me!"

With this heart, Sima Mulong didn't stop, and when he saw that no one was paying attention to him, he closed his eyes at that time.

The spirit is all condensed in the mind, the consciousness is connected to the soul system, and an idea is instantly transmitted to a place in the void in the sea of consciousness.

There, the Creation God Crystal Abyss was slowly turning leisurely, radiating a little glimmer of light.

It wasn't until Sima Mulong's mind turned that an order was suddenly issued, and the Creation Divine Crystal finally moved!

This move was not trivial, the entire void of the sea of consciousness seemed to be overturned, and the endless gray mist was reversed, as if it had been affected by a strong earthquake, and it could not be calmed down for a long time.

And on the material level of reality, as soon as he saw Sima Mulong's void, a cherry-sized crystal jumped out of his forehead, shining brightly and inexplicably.

With this Creation Divine Crystal in his hand, Sima Mulong did not move, and a command in his heart was issued through an unpredictable link.

"Deduct the corresponding Golden Immortal energy, select the exchange item Microparticle Mother Machine, and the embodiment process begins!"

The transparent crystal-like Creation Divine Crystal, suddenly in the center of the transparent white and objectless crystal, showed a touch of gold and light, just by looking at the eyes, it made people stop breathing, and a greedy bright color rose from the depths of the soul.

It was a round, plump drop, which rotated leisurely in the crystalline, without a single thing, between the gathering and dispersion, ethereal, incomprehensible, although only an insignificant drop, but the weight in the feeling seemed to be heavier than a mountain.

The Creation Divine Crystal suddenly converged all the light, and the whole body suddenly seemed to merge into the air, only the insignificant drop of liquid was still floating and sinking in the void, gathering and scattering, suddenly like a gust of autumn rain, drenching and sprinkling, and suddenly like a jellyfish, ups and downs.

In the feeling, this drop of liquid seems to have life, with indescribable agility and temptation.

Sima Mulong had a hint of reluctance in his eyes, but when it came to the end, he was still ruthless and ordered, "Start injecting, the microparticle mother machine will build the template!"

The database opened in response, and a surging, unimaginably large data flow was guided by the Creation Divine Crystal, and every bit of it was injected into this drop of Golden Immortal Origin Energy.

With the injection of the template, the golden immortal energy instantly condensed, and countless subtle and imperceptible, wonderful symbols, layer by layer, were orderly and flashed one after another.

In the darkness, some kind of mysterious and mysterious meaning seemed to be clearly dissected at this moment, which was the deep mystery of the world, the truth that made it difficult for every cultivator to let go.

Sima Mulong had never experienced a similar incident, and it was the first time he had done such a thing. And this kind of mystery, he also only perceived it for the first time, out of the monk's innate spiritual ability, he didn't even think about it, and without hesitation, he sank into his insignificant perception at the moment, trying to experience a little bit of truth contained in it, between heaven and earth.

In an instant, a grand and silent world entered his perception.

It's a world of wonder, where the grand and the small are intertwined, and the ubiquitous order and the innate distraction form a delicate balance.

Countless tiny particles exist in an extremely small space, and this world, which is so small that even a speck of dust can hardly accommodate it, is divided into countless levels by rules.

It was originally a tiny particle, but under the condensation of rules, this particle was transformed into a huge workshop, and countless basic structures below several orders of magnitude were transformed into sophisticated and dexterous processing machinery under the constraints of a series of rules.

Extremely precise, extremely intelligent, the long assembly line, as if stretching from one planet to another, a factory seems to contain countless factories, and each factory is as magnificent as if it is a continent.

The microscopic rules of the underlying world are completely broken here, and they are re-planned and integrated together, and particles are absorbed into them, broken into countless microscopic structures, and then processed, reshaped, assembled, and integrated into a component of the upper level in unimaginable workshops and assembly lines.

Level by level, level by level, the continuous promotion and elevation, and finally combined, is a series of microparticle intelligent machines that can not be seen with the naked eye at all.

And what supports their appearance is the microparticle mother machine whose structure is more subtle than how many orders of magnitude, and its internal area is huge as if it were the entire Milky Way!

Burst!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, Sima Mulong had a splitting headache, under the impact of a huge amount of information, he could no longer maintain this state, and finally his entire consciousness was squeezed out of that wonderful world.

He didn't care about his physical state that was hit hard again, but the whole person was a little stunned, and this opportunity was missed.

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