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Text 794 Two-dimensional beast painting

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    After a short moment, the green light turned to red. Yin Meiying shook his head in disappointment: 'No, there is something blocking the connection, so we can't contact him.  What should we do now?  Should we try again, or wait for Chang Ming to come out?  ¡®

    Tuoba Khan hesitated for a moment and before he could speak, Gao Wenkong suddenly said: 'I think we should try again.  ¡®

    Several people turned their heads together, and he hesitated and said: 'The ruins of the Eternal Era are really attractive Ah, I'm not saying that I doubt him, I'm just saying that it would be better to have a few more people together, right?  ¡®

    Tuoba Khan paused, nodded and said, "Well, Deputy Yin, you watch from the outside, I'll go in and try again!"  ¡®

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    At this time, Chang Ming didn¡¯t know what was happening outside. He had already walked into the laboratory in the lake of the Soul Shaping Institute.

    As soon as he entered, bright white lights came on, illuminating everything around him.

    There are still no experimental equipment here. Several groups of soft sofas are placed everywhere, and there are tea cups on the coffee table in the middle, making it more like a lounge.

    But it is different from an ordinary lounge. The surrounding walls are covered with all kinds of papers. After so many years, there is still no sign of decay.  These papers are mainly post-it notes, with some plans, progress, and notes written on them. Occasionally, some symbols and data of unknown purpose are scribbled on them, as if they were a temporary flash of inspiration.

    These papers vividly describe the daily life of the mechanics at that time. They rested, thought, discussed, and even sat down to relax here.  All I can think about is my own research progress.

    There is a dried teacup on the table, with some mottled marks on the bottom.  Chang Ming had a vague feeling, as if there was once a cup of steaming hot drink here, but its owner ignored it and left, leaving only the drink that cooled and dried up over time.

    He suddenly remembered something.

    ¡°Whether it¡¯s the Red Grape Base, the base on Misty Island, or the crystal ruins, there are no people in these three eternal era ruins that Chang Ming has visited.

    Of course, millions of years have passed.  It's not normal to have people alive.  But where did those people end up before the base was abandoned?

    They seemed to just leave the base empty-handed, leaving no one behind.  There is not a single corpse here!

    "It's like three huge ghost ships.  Only the boat remains.  There is no one left.

    Just when he felt that the atmosphere here was quite strange, a person quietly came up to him and lowered his voice and said: "Brother. Let me tell you, there is a very scary and scary old grandfather here"

    Chang Ming was startled by the sudden sound, and turned around to find that it was Can Guang.  Her body was small, she made no sound when flying, and her presence was so low that Chang Ming almost forgot about her.

    "Grandpa? Where is the grandpa?"

    Chang Ming heard what she said clearly and immediately became alert and looked around, but it was obvious that there was no one here except him and Can Guang.  Not only was he invisible, there was no extra creature in his mental perception!

    Can Guang lowered his voice, and just as he was about to speak, a powerful voice suddenly yelled: "Are you blind? Can't you see there is another person here?!"

    Chang Ming was startled, but Canguang had already fluttered over and said with a smile: "Eh? Grandpa, why did you fall? No wonder I didn't see you just now!"

    Chang Ming followed her and walked over to take a look, but still saw nothing. There was nothing nearby except a sofa and a coffee table.

    The angry old man yelled: "You don't help an old man when you see him fall. How come today's young people have become like this!"

    Chang Ming followed the source of the sound and found out that there was a frame-like shelf placed flat on the coffee table. There was a human face in the shelf, like a portrait.  However, the portrait will not wink like this, and it will also open its mouth and curse loudly!

    It was a "portrait" of an old man. His beard and hair were all white, and he was so fat that the fat on his face fell down.  As he spoke, his muscles surged even more fiercely: "You kid, are your eyes and mind blind? The old man has been down for so long and can only see the ceiling. It annoys me to death!"

    Chang Ming walked over curiously, held up the frame, and let the portrait stand on the table.

    The old man felt a little more relaxed now, but he was still cursing: "This is the right thing! It was already annoying enough to be here. In the past, I could be taken out to see other things, but now I can only stay here"  "

    He was complaining endlessly, but Chang Ming was looking at him carefully.

      Is this a painting?  No, the portrait cannot speak.

    Is it some form of alien beast?  No, the portrait doesn't have even a little bit of spiritual power. It's precisely because of this that Chang Ming didn't feel its existence at all before.

    But it¡¯s not an agency

    The portrait of the old man complained for a long time, and finally looked at Chang Ming: "Who are you? How did you get here?"

    Chang Ming was about to answer when he suddenly felt a cold breath of ice piercing his brow!

    This is a concentrated and powerful mental force, like a sharp blade formed by mental force, which cuts straight through the human brain!

    Chang Ming reacted like a conditioned reflex.  Three consecutive defense layers formed on the surface of his brain, intertwined into a network, and firmly guarded his brain.  This is also something he learned in the Feng family's inner building, where there are not only various attack techniques, but also defensive techniques.  Chang Ming's mental power was already strong, but now a tough shield formed on the surface of his brain. This sharp blade "pierced" the shield so hard that he could no longer move forward.

    Chang Ming took advantage of the situation and launched a counterattack.  Nine consecutive spiritual waves vibrated and passed through, just like nine waves.  The waves in the latter layer push the ones in front, each stronger than the last.

    If the mental power that pierced through was a sharp blade, what Chang Ming bounced back was a tall wall of waves, viciously smashing the sharp blade and hitting the attacker!

    The old man screamed in a strange voice: "Don't, don't do this, I lose, I lose! Spare your life!"

    ¡°When he complained, his tone was very rude, and when he asked for mercy, he was very straightforward.

    Chang Ming relaxed his offensive, but the huge wave of mental power still hung over his head, and asked: "What did you mean just now?"

    The old man said confidently: "Can't you see? I am a gatekeeper! If you come in as an intruder I don't know, of course I have to give you some reaction! Of course, you are very strong, I am not your opponent, you go in."  "

    The gatekeeper?  Is this a portrait that can¡¯t get up even after falling down?

    What are the mechanics of the Eternal Era thinking about?

    Chang Ming raised his head and glanced forward. Sure enough, there was a door in front of him. It was ajar, and the light could be faintly seen in the crack of the door.

    At this time, Fu Nao suddenly said: "The two-dimensional painting beast does not have a defensive function. He has deceived those with authority. Should he be punished?"

    ? Two-dimensional animal painting?

    Chang Ming immediately realized that there was no doubt that Fu Nao was referring to the portrait of the old man in front of him!

    Is he a liar?  Isn't he responsible for guarding?

    Chang Ming suppressed the huge wave formed by his mental power without hesitation and asked: "Tell the truth!"

    The two-dimensional painting beast immediately shouted: "So you are the one with authority? You have obtained the assistance of the brain? Oh, don't kill me! I am a good person, I was just joking!"

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Chang Ming sneered: "I don't think it's a joke."

    The mental blade just now was very dangerous. If Chang Ming wasn't so strong and it pierced the mental defense of his brain, he would definitely be dead or injured.

    Chang Ming already knew a lot from the name 2D Painting Beast.

    He reached out without hesitation and drew several symbols in the air. When the symbols were formed, ripples appeared in the space.  The ripples formed a ripple-like vortex above the portrait. Chang Ming reached into the vortex, grabbed it hard, and pulled out a strange-looking villain!

    This little man is about the height of an arm, his face is exactly the same as the old man in the portrait, and he is as short and fat as a field mouse.  As soon as he came out, he slapped his body up and down, his face full of excitement: "I'm out? I'm out?"

    He looked around in disbelief. After confirming this fact, he knelt down in front of Chang Ming with a plop and said in surprise: "Master, thank you for letting me out! Haha, I finally came out and I can move on my own!"

    A clear fluctuation of mental power came from the little old man. Chang Ming quickly discovered that like Can Guang, he was also an artificial creature, with abilities ranging from sixth-level to seventh-level alien beasts.

    ¡°Obviously, he was also an experimental product produced by the Eternal Era Agency. After being made, he was randomly stuffed into a certain space pocket.  This space is two-dimensional, so it looks like a portrait.

    When he was stuck in a two-dimensional space, he was essentially fixed. He could only see what was directly in front of him and could not divert his gaze, let alone walk.  Just like this, he didn't know how many years passed, no wonder his temper became extremely grumpy.  Now that Chang Ming had let him out, he was so grateful that he burst into tears.

    The painted beast said enthusiastically: "Thank you."My dear, please let me show you the way.  I am very familiar with the whole Soul Shaping Institute!  "

    Chang Ming nodded to him: "Okay, you can lead the way. Be honest, or I can push you back at any time."

    Hua Beast nodded and bowed, Weiwei promised: "You don't know, I've always been the most honest!"

    Chang Ming snorted and said nothing.

    As if he wanted to show off his ability, Hua Beast kept chattering: "Please go this way. This is a rest room of the Soul Shaping Institute. The real laboratory is in it."

    He jumped off the ground and walked forward quickly. Although he was small, his movements were very flexible.

    Chang Ming followed him, looked around, and suddenly asked: "Where is the owner of the laboratory? Where did those mechanics go?" (To be continued)
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