Start from the thief

Zhao Yushu recently discovered that the sealing stone is particularly useful, whether it is used to control the time of detonating the bronze bomb or to capture people.

The premise is that the thing trapped in the seal stone is considered a human.

The sealing stones in Zhao Yushu's pocket were all of different sizes, and there was no rule to speak of. He was in a hurry, so he just took out a piece that he had dug a few holes in when he was free and threw it away. Now he felt that his piece was a bit small.

Zhao Yushu patched up the hole immediately, squinting his eyes and looking at the thread-like thing moving inside, his brows furrowed.

The sealing stone is very effective in special scenarios, especially when targeting spiritual power. Zhao Yushu even suspects that if the stone is big enough, it can even be equivalent to the effect of a Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains to a certain extent.

After being sealed by it, even the spiritual power will be stopped, but what is it that I have caught now that can still flow in a small range?

insect?

Zhao Yushu subconsciously stretched his hand a little further away. He hated, or was a little afraid of, insects. Even the Sixth Master of the Academy had weaknesses.

Fortunately, although this insect-like thing can swim, its range is very limited and there is currently no sign that it can escape.

As for catching a few more to study, Zhao Yushu no longer held out hope. If he just delayed for a short while, he believed that the insects would have almost cleaned up the water tank. At least he could not catch up with their speed.

He seemed to have discovered part of the truth about this world, but it was of little help to him in escaping the predicament. It was not that he had no solution, but that he did not dare to try.

For example, if he lets go of this bug-like creature and then follows its escape route, there is a certain probability that he can leave the maze.

But if I fail to catch up, or if I can't catch any trace of its escape, then this trump card that I have worked so hard to get will be completely lost.

I still need to add a little more chips. Now at least I know that this place, whether it is treasure or something else, is just a low-intelligence computer that executes a set program. It is very easy to use bugs to trick it a few times with my human brain.

What’s even more interesting is that it can understand what it says.

Chattering is my strong point.

Zhao Yushu took out the Assassin and gently scratched his arm, and a drop of blood oozed out.

A ray of light flashed from Assassin, and the blood bead began to shrink and disappear visibly.

Assassin will also suck his own blood and then give it back to himself. If it weren't for the slightest loss, it would be the most meaningless perpetual motion machine in the world.

Perpetual motion machines are meaningless, and this behavior seems meaningless too.

But Lao Zhao seldom does meaningless things. Once he takes action, no matter how fanciful and unreasonable his actions are, the final outcome will always be unexpected.

"You see, blood is actually more than just a drop of blood. Its main components are plasma and blood cells. More than 90% of the plasma is water. Yes, that is the water you are still desperately processing. The remaining less than 10% is protein and low molecular weight substances."

Zhao Yushu was like a teacher, explaining tirelessly while pointing at the drops of blood that oozed out and quickly disappeared.

He knew that there was a very well-behaved student listening to him. Not only did he remember every word he said, but he even used his pitiful knowledge of biology to think mechanically, and was fooled by him.

Now, this fool would surely think that there were creatures in his blood.

Zhao Yushu used his seven orifices to the maximum, sensing anything that might appear at any time.

Not yet. I don’t know whether the other party has become smarter or has begun to doubt what I said.

It’s okay, let’s continue.

"You probably don't understand low molecular weight substances, so I won't bully you. I'll just tell you what blood cells are. Blood cells include red blood cells, white blood cells, and platelets. Yes, you don't even know what cells are, so of course you can't tell whether they are living things. I'll tell you this: the average lifespan of a red blood cell is 120 days."

A gust of wind blew Zhao Yushu's newly grown hair.

Zhao Yushu laughed. This ghost thing really couldn't understand what he was saying, but when he mentioned life span, it had to treat red blood cells as a life. This was its natural thinking defect.

Zhao Yushu took back the Assassin and took out Minghong, and the air was filled with mist.

This fog does not need any other function, it just needs to block the perception of spiritual consciousness. Zhao Yushu turned and walked into the thick fog. He wanted to find out how those insects found him in the thick fog, and how they left after finding him.

Then he leisurely rummaged through the storage bag to find a larger sealing stone, used Madam Xu to dig a large hole, held the dug-out 'plug' in one hand, and adjusted the angle of the trap with the other.

"coming!"

Zhao Yushu swung his arm, and five or six drops of blood were thrown directly into the sealing stone.

The trapping operation begins!

"Ms. Fang, you look so good! But it's so strange, why do I see dark circles under your eyes?"

Outside the brewery, the fat sister-in-law who was carrying the stall for her husband who was selling wontons onto her shoulders saw Lan Ling coming out and sighed from the bottom of her heart.

Lan Ling had just broken through the fifth level, her aura was rich and mellow, and she was practicing water-based techniques, so her complexion was naturally different from that of ordinary people.

But my sister-in-law was right. Zhao Yushu had not returned all night and there had not even been any news from him. It was impossible not to be worried at all.

"Maybe I didn't sleep well last night."

"Why hasn't Ah Sha gone to deliver the wine today?"

Ah Sha is Zhao Yushu. Because he usually pretends to be deaf and dumb and never goes out except to deliver wine, when the neighbors ask Lan Ling about it, she says his name is Ah Sha.

"Oh, I get angry just thinking about this. I said I was going to deliver wine to North City last night, but I haven't come back yet. I don't know what to do with today's wine. I can't go there by myself as a woman."

Lan Ling tried her best to act like an unscrupulous boss. She didn't care at all about the safety of Zhao Yushu who had not returned home all night, no, the personal safety of her employee Asha. Instead, she just complained that no one brought her wine, which delayed her business, in order to prevent someone from noticing that the two of them were close and making associations.

"That's nothing. I'll ask my boy to help you."

"Well, how can I feel good about that?"

"What's there to be embarrassed about? Give half of your remaining wine to my boss."

"Half a dime is not enough. Ask big brother to come and get a dime in the evening."

The two street women reached an agreement magnanimously and carefully. The boy from the wonton shop owner's family asked for the address of the consignee's store and drove away with the cart.

"Alas, I have been feeling restless in sleep these past two days. I have to go find something to calm my mind."

Lan Ling held her forehead, feeling weak.

"Go find a doctor and get some medicine."

"That costs a lot of money. Is there any Taoist temple with good effects here? I'll go and worship there. I believe in this."

"Yes, let me tell you..."

Lan Ling nodded and wrote them down one by one, said goodbye to her sister-in-law with a smile, and walked towards the south of the city at a leisurely pace.