Fan Jian took some floral paper, packed the iron stamp, and put it in the racket case, so that no one would be suspicious even if he went out. The iron stamp is only for self-defense. Fan Jian is cautious, but he does not completely believe Li Chang's text message. Why do other reincarnations know that he lives here? Why do you know his identity or even where his classmates live? Everything seemed too coincidental, and he had never liked Li Chang, so he was more willing to believe that Li Chang was deliberately teasing it and scaring him. Fan Jian rested at home for a day. Of course, he was not idle. He spent the whole night carefully studying the tablet filled with knowledge on various biological structures that he exchanged from Duanshen, summarizing it one by one, and then tried to transform. In addition to exercising the mutated genes, he also spent a lot of time practicing the Nine Yang Magic Technique. The advantage of practicing internal strength or mutating genetic physique is that he does not need to be active at all. He only needs to sit cross-legged quietly, or adjust his internal strength, or adjust himself according to the animal structure displayed on the tablet, looking for the most appropriate deformation. Although this kind of practice is boring, it does not require a specific place. The next day, if there is still no news from Mi Zhe, Fan Jian will go out and practice the mutated genetic physique in a deserted place in the suburbs. However, in the evening, when he was about to go out for dinner, the phone rang. "Hello, is this Mi Zhe? Where are you?" Fan Jian took the phone and asked immediately. He was very curious, what did Mi Zhe mean when he returned to the real world? What surprised Fan Jian was that Mi Zhe's voice on the phone was very weak, as if he had not recovered from a serious illness. "Fan Jian, I'm glad you came back as promised. I want to see your face and ask you to do me a favor." Mi Zhe's tone was low and serious. He was not at all like the child before who was indifferent even when it came to life and death. Instead, he was like a child who had gone through all kinds of experiences. The tone of an old man who has experienced vicissitudes of life. "What help? I will help you if I can." Fan Jian found it funny even thinking about it. In the real world, what kind of help would Mi Zhe need from him? He jokingly said with a smile: "You little brat needs my help." What's the matter? It's not a fight between kids. Can you help me?" "Cough, cough, that's it." Mi Zhe coughed hard on the phone, making Fan Jian worried. "You're not relapsing from your old illness, are you? It's impossible. Duanshen should have cured all your injuries." Fan Jian said in shock. He felt something was wrong. What happened around Mi Zhe? Could it be that he was also attacked by other teams of reincarnators? "Old illness? Hum, my body is not sick, my illness is in my heart. Come here quickly, I am hiding in a utility room of a research institute 50 kilometers west of Songshan Mountain. You'd better hurry up, otherwise there will be You may never see me again," Mi Zhe said laboriously, panting like a dying person. "Mi Zhe, what happened?" Fan Jian felt that the situation was a bit serious. Mi Zhe was obviously seriously injured or seriously ill. "When you see me, I will tell you everything." Mi Zhe coughed a few more times, then sighed and said, "I have lived for such a long time and have met many people, but you are the one I have met. I know you will definitely help me, so come here. Even if you can't help me, you can at least die with me. It's worth having a child like you to die with me. "Fan Jian became even more anxious when he saw Mi Zhe's incoherent words, and immediately said: "Mi Zhe, what are you talking about? Are you seriously injured? I will go there right away, or I will ask Tang Xinrou and others to rush over. Well, her healing magic can extend the lives of dying people" "No." Mi Zhe suddenly shouted on the phone: "You are not allowed to tell anyone, I just want to see you this time and ask you to do me a favor. . If you tell others, I will not see you, and I will not recognize you as a friend Friend, yes, you are my only friend. If you betray me, then I will never close my eyes. ¡± Fan Jian couldn¡¯t help but feel furious as he heard what he said becoming more and more serious. But the "friend" Mi Zhe called touched his heart. "Mi Zhe actually regards me as a friend and his only friend" Fan Jian felt very relieved and said quickly: "Okay, I won't tell anyone else. I'll rush over now and I should be able to arrive at noon tomorrow. Songshan. What is the specific name of the institute? "The area 50 kilometers west of Songshan is too large. How could Fan Jian find the institute without a specific address?" "Humph, there is no such place on the map, and the research institute has no name. In other words, this is an uninhabited area, but it is heavily guarded. I made a big fuss here not long ago, and now it is noisy. , With your ability, you should be able to escape the guards and sneak in. When you arrive at Songshan Mountain, stay at the foot of the west mountain, and my summoned monsters will naturally respond to you."As he was talking, suddenly a man's shouting came from the phone, and the phone was hung up immediately. "Mi Zhe, what happened? Mi Zhe?" Fan Jian called several times and called back, but the phone was turned off. What happened to Mi Zhe? Fan Jian was distraught. From Mi Zhe's tone, it seemed that something big had happened and he was hiding now. He might even be seriously injured. Then the situation would be beyond help. However, since he promised Mi Zhe not to tell other companions, Fan Jian certainly abided by the agreement, and with his strength and financial resources, he was able to cope with ordinary problems in the real world. The only thing he was worried about was that Mi Zhe would be chased by reincarnators from other teams, but judging from his tone, it didn't seem like that. Fan Jian quickly booked a flight to Henan online. The earliest flight was at 9pm, which was a bit tight including the time to the airport. Fan Jian couldn't care less and hurriedly put the racket cover with iron stamp on his back and pushed out the door. Sunset is also the peak time for office workers to get off work. The traffic is congested. If you want to rush to the airport before boarding the plane, you have to race against time. Fan Jian ran away, but the crowded road was like a parking lot. All the cars were parked on the road and the water was stagnant. This is not the first time Fan Jian has seen such a crowded highway. In fact, when he went to work before, it was like this at least two or three days a week. He waited anxiously on the street. At this time, even money could not solve the problem except running to the airport. It is obviously unrealistic to run to the airport, but if you run through this crowded highway, maybe it will be calmer in the distance. Time was running out, and Fan Jian kept looking at his watch, feeling that he still needed to run. He turned around, and the people walking towards him were all migrant workers who were in a hurry to get off work. Their faces were eager to go home, blocking Fan Jian's sight. In such congested traffic conditions, there are countless people like Fan Jian who decide to use their feet instead of cars. Fan Jian took a step forward and walked towards the other end of the road. If there was a traffic jam on the other highway, he might have to run for several kilometers before he could even get into a car. After walking for more than a hundred meters, suddenly, one of the unfamiliar faces that faced me was very familiar, as if I had seen it somewhere. That face belonged to a strong man. This man had fibrous roots and a somewhat ferocious appearance. He had short hair and thick eyebrows. Especially his bright eyes, which exuded arrogance - he looked like he didn't care about others. The pride in his eyes. "Isn't this person the photo that Li Chang sent me in the MMS?" Fan Jian's heart beat rapidly as he saw that person hurried by like other migrant workers without any incident. Fan Jian felt relieved and continued on his way. "Maybe it's not that person, it's a coincidence, right? Haha." Fan Jian mocked his sensitivity, but he didn't dare to be careless. It¡¯s not a coincidence, right? Could it be that Li Chang had the ability to predict the unknown and predicted that he would meet this person at this time, so he took pictures in advance to tease him? No matter how naive Fan Jian is, he can't be so naive. Having gone through several reincarnations of movie plots has made him very sensitive. Fan Jian was alert and kept glancing at this man from the corner of his eye. When the man passed by him, Fan Jian immediately caught a strange feeling. The man who passed by him exuded an invisible aura. It¡¯s not murderous, but the aura of a strong person. Just like facing a roaring black bear. Although the black bear is not attacking, it is frightening. Are there such people in the real world? Is it a special forces soldier or a killer? Fan Jian¡¯s instinct told him that this man was by no means an ordinary person.