Star Iron: Imaginary numbers? Dude, I play with quantum reconstruction.

March 7th was dejected, very dejected. Looking at the culprit's perfectly intact room, her mood darkened even further.

She said to Pam, who was sweeping the floor, "Conductor, may I move to a room at the back?"

"It's difficult right now."

"Ugh... when are we going to the next stop? I can't take it anymore. Luofu is prone to producing Great Lords, and three of them have appeared at once."

"Little March, things aren't as easy as you think... You can't escape now that the Envoy has your eye on you... It won't be that easy to shake him off."

Upon hearing Himeko's words, March Seven's expression became quite interesting.

"Huh? No way? Come to think of it, what exactly did he change? To change the Great Lord of Destruction like this, isn't that going against... no, it seems she really did destroy my room door, and also destroyed my wonderful pioneering days."

"This is something that only he himself probably knows. Well, we haven't been able to get in touch with him yet... and we don't know what he's doing."

Looking out the window at Lin Yuan Realm, San Yueqi asked with some doubt, "Dan Heng is also gone. When did Lin Yuan Realm recover?"

(I'm not sure if I can manage the three-chapter update streak anymore, mainly because I've been quite busy these past two days. I only have about 12 chapters saved up. It's going to be difficult.)

(The last two were taken by the Divine River, oh my god.)

Chapter 92 Qiong: I want to play by myself.

Dan Heng stepped onto the train and asked March 7, who was arguing with the metal scraps on the floor, "I'm back. How's the data in the think tank?"

"Danheng? You're finally back! Where's that womanizer?! Look at the mess he's made!!!"

On March 7th, she was still cleaning up the fragments of her door panel; the twisted iron door lay there in the hall.

"Um... in that think tank..."

"The documents on the bookshelf are fine, but... your blanket seems to have burst. And your door is in even worse shape than mine... Uncle Yang is already trying to salvage it."

Think tank —

Faced with cotton everywhere, in order to prevent the cotton from being blown away by the wind, Walter directly applied gravity, starting with 8x, so that the cotton would not fly around.

"Sigh... misfortunes never come singly... Danheng must be heartbroken. Huawu's personal relationship issues also need to be addressed."

Dan Heng slowly walked to his room and looked at the broken door. He had given up all hope.

He looked inside and saw Walter still tidying up the cotton.

"Hiss... It seems I don't need to go in for the time being."

.........

Earth Balance Office —

After removing the mung beans from the nine people, Hua Wu looked at the kneeling Earth Balance Bureau deacons and felt utterly helpless.

"Alright, I'll handle what Jingyuan can't. It's just the Medicine King's secret teachings, isn't it?"

"Hey, can we help? We'd like to give it a try."

Hua Wu supports Xing and Qiong's strong desire to show off and their idea of ​​not using cameras. He encourages them to practice their skills more often so that they won't have any pre-cast animations when they do it later.

"Of course, no problem. This Outpost No. 8 is in your hands."

Stepping out of the Earth Balance Division, Xing looked at Hua Wu's business suit and exclaimed, "Hiss, why did you change your clothes again?"

"Because the secrets of the Medicine King only deceive outsiders, I have to change my identity to the company's deputy manager and talk to them directly about cooperation."

To go through the proper channels, you first have to copy something called "The Compassionate Thousand-Handed King's Salvation Manual" 50 times—I think that's the name, but I've forgotten. Then you have to sincerely swear an oath before the image of the Medicine Buddha and meditate for an hour. After that, you have to fight with the people who joined at the same time, and only the winners get in.

I am but a humble soldier, yet I single-handedly fought two hundred. I saved over 200 innocent civilians. Although they spent three months in the Dan Ding Si and incurred a total of 200 million in medical expenses, at least they didn't lose their heads.

I remember copying it once, then copying the whole thing. As for the meditation part, I think I fell asleep. I don't know what their standards are now.

Qiong: "Wait, weren't you supposed to be working in the Abundance region for three months? Why didn't you just go there as the Abundance Envoy? You could have just said you were providing guidance."

Hua Wu thought for a moment, "Hey, you're a genius. I'll change... no, I can't change, it'll be wrong if I do. That outfit is exactly the same as the pharmacist's, too conspicuous. It's the kind of outfit that would get me arrested by the Cloud Cavalry for ideological education if I wore it on the street."

Xing suddenly started daydreaming, because she had met the pharmacist, and then she imagined...

"Uh... this feels a bit cringeworthy. Wait... I remember I also have the Power of Abundance. I think I can also be an envoy."

Hua Wu thought it made some sense. He was itching to get his hands on the map, and a sinister and greedy smile appeared on his face as he looked at the 25 marked on the map.

"Oh, then this task is yours. I'll cover for you. Wait, take this Sacred Tree Wheat Ear. With this, they might even deify you. As for scattering seeds inside people's bodies and having them take root and sprout, you should be able to learn that after you get this, right?"

Xing took the wheat ear, and some strange, fragmented memories flooded her mind. It was like a martial arts manual tutorial video, explaining in detail how to sow the seeds, how to water them, and how to use the power of abundance to make the tree grow big.

"25 strongholds... Hmm, with Jingyuan's methods, it won't be possible to eradicate them all in a few years. You go and take care of one of them, and I will arrange ideological education work for the remaining 24 one by one."

Qiong asked uncertainly, "They're not going to chop off all their heads and hang them on the patrol ship, are they?"

Hua Wu gently shook his head in denial: "No, no, no... Those who admit their mistakes well are thrown into the Netherworld Prison for reformation, while those who don't are tied to their feet with several 5-ton boulders. Then they are thrown into the Scale Abyss Realm, and after they have absorbed the essence of three times eight twenty-four days, they are retrieved."

As an educator once said, mistakes are like drops of ink in a cup; they need more water to dilute them.

Xing: "A living Yama..."

Qiong: "No wonder they say you eat people but not their heads..."

........

"Qiong, according to the map... there seems to be a hideout up ahead... it says it's best to find the guide in the corresponding hideout. But... where is Green Hibiscus in hideout number 8?"

"How should I know? The map only says 145 Changletian North Street. And that description of Green Hibiscus is even more abstract, like a male of the Vidyadhara tribe who likes to wear green clothes... What a terrible description!"

Qiong felt that the first step had gone wrong, which was not a good omen.

"Damn it... Do we really have to rely on others to carry us? I want to carry the team myself!!!"

Xing glanced at the mechanical bird beside her, a slight smile playing on her lips. "To eradicate the Medicine King's secret techniques... I'll have to sacrifice the Immortal Ship's delivery logistics a bit~ Let me infiltrate them..."

She secretly tapped the small keyboard in her palm a few times, and the dozen or so mechanical birds nearby were brainwashed and NTR'd by her.

"Nice!!!"

Qiong looked at the several delivery boxes on the ground, then at the Ether Monitor in Xing's hand, "This...this is unethical, isn't it? This isn't how the Nameless Guest completes his mission."

Xing said nonchalantly, "Don't worry... Although a few packages may not arrive on time, we're after the secrets of the Medicine King, isn't this a normal thing?"

"Hehe...Found them...Several Vidyadharas in green robes are less than 100 meters away. Let's go!"

Before Qiong could continue thinking, Xing had already rushed out.

"Hey..."

.........

The Secret Teachings of the Medicine King – Position 1

"I am the messenger of the Medicine King... How dare you lay a hand on me? Don't you think there's something wrong with that?"

Hua Wu originally intended to put on a show, but who knew that these guys' eyes would widen when they saw the sacred wheat ears in his hand.

"Give us the miracles you hold in your hands, [so that whatever you ask for will be granted]. This is what the Medicine King taught us; as His messenger, you should..."

Faced with this moral blackmail, Hua Wuxiang burst into laughter.

This is the kind of thing he hates the most.

Chapter 93 The Secret of the Medicine King: Matchmaking Mechanism, I Love You To Death.

"Whatever you ask for, you will obtain. This is the pharmacist's business, not mine. I only know that life is short and suffering is painful, and death is also painful, but if one does not die, one's emotions and thoughts will also die. I originally wanted to play along with your act. But you actually came up with this kind of plan right from the start... You are too confident in your own strength, everyone."

"You...you, as the messenger of the Medicine King, are you still going to kill?"

The aura surrounding Hua Wu began to surge dramatically, almost violently. It seemed as if this violent aura was about to cleave the hideout in two!

"Killing? Oh, indeed, this identity makes killing difficult. I'll give you two choices: one, let me throw you into outer space to meet the Medicine King; two..."

These members of the Ming tribe and the non-Chinese had never seen anything like it before. They felt they had encountered an extremely tough opponent. The non-Chinese were filled with regret, thinking they had found a powerful backer, but it turned out they had indeed found a powerful backer.

"We choose number two!"

"Oh...you guys are all brave, daring to choose number two."

The Secret Teachings of the Medicine King: ?

"Your Excellency, what is the second?"

"I will use my identity as the Ferocious Tiger of Luofu to throw you into the Scale Abyss Realm for forty-nine days, so that you can properly repent for what you did to make illegal pills!"

A few enlightened clowns stood there, while the few outsiders were clueless, because they had never even heard of the Ferocious Tiger.

"The Ferocious Tiger? Didn't the elders tell us that thing was dead long ago?"

"The Ferocious Tiger of Luofu? What is that?"

Hua Wu looked at it and thought, "Perfect, too perfect! There are even new friends."

"It seems the secret lineage of the Medicine King has gained new blood. I'm very happy..."

His successful businessman outfit instantly transformed, with a dark blue trench coat draped with metallic plates and black boots with gold soles that gleamed.

The few members of the Vidyadhara clan, seeing this, didn't have time to insult these outsiders who were randomly recruiting people. The one who answered the call to come to the Medicine King's Secret Teachings was—the Luofu Absolute Fierce Tiger, who had disappeared for three years and was presumed dead by the Dragon Master.

The few enlightened ones all had only one thought in their minds: [Wow! I've cleared this life; if I'm lucky, I'll clear the next one too!]

"Tiger, we only ask for one thing. Before you throw us into the Scale Abyss Realm, can you please not cut off our heads? If you do, our reincarnation will most likely fail, and... we haven't fallen into demonic possession, we haven't taken those drugs."

Several non-humans were sweating profusely on the spot. If they remembered correctly, they took three pills of that medicine a day, and they had lost count of how many they had taken.

A non-Chinese person whispered to the Vidyadhara in front of him, "Why don't you take that medicine? Why are you giving it to us? What exactly is that medicine made of?"

The Vidyadhara patiently explained that since they were all going to die anyway, it didn't matter. "That medicine is our bone marrow, why would I eat my own bone marrow?"

"What? Didn't you say it was a blessing from the God of Abundance?"

"Um...the ingredients inside include the Immortal Boatman and the Jianmu Tree, which can also be considered a blessing from the Medicine King."

"What? You bastard... who exactly is this Luofu Ferocious Tiger?"

"The demon king who eats people but not their heads, the deputy general of Luofu, we are not sure about his strength, but his morality and benevolence are definitely not comparable to that of General Jingyuan."

Four years ago, he hung the heads of our organization's leaders and chief on a patrol ship. This silenced our organization for two years. Then, three years ago, he suddenly disappeared, and we remained silent for two more years. We all believed he was dead.

"So we held another meeting last year and decided to make a comeback."

The alien immediately lost his composure, uttering, "[Beautiful interstellar universal language][Swallow's song]"