Chapter 72 The perfect prop


Chapter 72 The Perfect Prop

Wen Rensheng leaned back on the back seat again and closed his eyes, thinking he could calm down for a while.

However, after a while, the phone rang a few more times.

He had no choice but to take it out and open it to see that it was Brother De who secretly sent a WeChat message.

"Brother De: For the sake of the leak I just made, do me a favor."

"Is it about Feng Youlin?" he replied.

"Brother De: How come you know everything? Who told you?"

"You don't have to worry about this, what do you want to do?"

"Brother De : Just pay attention and don't show any favoritism, but don't let anyone accuse him wrongly." "Okay. By the way, was it you who proposed the mentally retarded contract?" Wen Rensheng asked. .

"Brother De: Hahaha, of course it's not me. It's just that when I hugged you, I occasionally lamented that it is so difficult to raise children now, and it will be even harder in the future. There will definitely be fewer and fewer people willing to have children in the future. Who knew your mother believed so much? I can take precautions for that.”

“It’s true.”

At this time, the two cars were already driving home.

After returning home, Wen Rensheng got out of the car and saw the red tomato field in the glass greenhouse on the east side of the path.

He didn't pay attention to it before. Li Shuangyue took care of these occasionally.

But now he took a closer look, and found that the growth was indeed extraordinary, with a special alien aura remaining.

It should be the effect of some mysterious planting technique.

"Oh, Sister Ling, I can tell, Brother De must have eaten these tomatoes on purpose." He said something, and then walked into the villa calmly.

"Sure enough, I feel strange. You can't eat the fruit casually at first sight. How dare you, an old guy, eat it? You must be feeling uncomfortable at home and want to find an excuse to sneak out. Even me You dare to do tricks..." Ouyang Ling said suddenly.

Then the couple was in trouble.

The three women got out of the car one after another. Like Wen Rensheng, they were also attracted by the tomato field.

They are all aliens, and they can also find the differences between this place and the past.

Zhao Han was not very interested. After all, they were everywhere at home. After looking at them for a while, his eyes were attracted by several pots of red roses next to them.

She smiled "hee hee", stepped forward, picked off one, pinned it to her hairpin, and immediately turned back to show off:

"Sister Shanshan, Shuangshuang Sister, look, do I look good?”

A vibrant girl with a healthy wheat complexion, set off by the dazzling red roses, looks even more energetic.

Xu Yunshuang pursed her lips and smiled: "It looks good."

Wu Shanshan's eyes darkened, she said nothing, turned and walked towards the villa.

Zhao Han was a little confused and said cautiously: "Sister Shuangshuang, what's wrong with Sister Shanshan?"

"I don't know," Xu Yunshuang shook his head and comforted her, "It should be fine. Let’s go in too, we haven’t celebrated the teacher’s successful completion of the judging work yet.”

"Yeah."

Then the two women walked into the hall.

As soon as he entered the villa lobby, Zhao Han saw Wu Shanshan leaning next to Wen Rensheng.

On the sofa opposite, Teacher Wu was staring at the two of them fiercely.

As soon as she walked over to say hello, Teacher Wu suddenly said: "It's really a flower stuck in cow dung..."

"Uh..." Zhao Han was very embarrassed when he heard this.

Teacher Wenren, the benchmark male god, has nothing to do with that kind of thing, so the only one left is himself.

So she angrily picked the roses off her head.

Wu Liansong noticed this from the corner of his eye, was slightly surprised, and then suddenly said: "Sorry, Xiaohan, I was not talking about you just now, just put it back again."

Zhao Han had a grimace on his face. He had been injured by accident, so how could he have the nerve to put it back in again?

Wen Rensheng did not argue with Wu Liansong. He just shook his head, stood up, and walked to the second floor.

After all, the other party knows nothing.

Wu Shanshan, on the other hand, followed closely without even looking at Wu Liansong.

Wu Liansong was so angry that he gritted his teeth, but there was nothing he could do.

"What the hell is going on?" He held his head and muttered to himself, howling like a defeated dog, "Can't she see the things I did?"


Zhao Han suddenly felt sympathy. At this time, she was the only one in the hall who knew what happened to the other party.

"Uncle Wu, I believe Sister Shanshan will eventually understand your painstaking efforts," she comforted cautiously, "But Teacher Wenren is a good person and will definitely not let Sister Shanshan down."

“This is actually what I’m worried about,” Wu Liansong said painfully. “Shanshan may really like that bastard, but she actually wants to use him to complete the unnatural thing of resurrecting her mother. That’s why I He repeatedly said that those who fall in love without the goal of getting married will be shot..."

"Ah, it turns out that in that sentence, you are not talking about Teacher Wenren, but Shanshan. Sister?" Zhao Han was greatly surprised.

"Of course I am the bastard you are talking about. How can I be willing to talk about my daughter?" Wu Liansong raised his head and looked at Zhao Han in confusion, "I was just warning Wen Rensheng. Since I know that my daughter is not sincere and sincere, If he's in love, stay away from my daughter. He's always willing to come to you. It pisses me off!"

Zhao Han suddenly had nothing to say and quietly backed away.

Double-labeled dogs, stay away.

…………

At the same time, at the balcony railing on the second floor. Flowers are blooming, green grass is swaying, and the two are facing each other.

"Should I call you Wu Shanshan now, or should I call you by another name?"

Wen Rensheng stared at Wu Shanshan's eyes and said calmly.

"Wu Shanshan, mystery level: 0/23."

"Mysterious composition: seed of fear, extraordinary power (beginner level of extraordinary physique, beginning level of mysterious riding skill), mysterious cognition , Soul Caller, Soul Container"

He has discovered all the secrets of the other party...

That's right, as long as he can deduce the truth, the alien species can help him judge the truth and falsehood.

Of course, there is an easier way, which is to directly use the power of the alien species to contact the opponent. The mysterious seed can judge by itself.

Now he relies on the many clues he has discovered so far to deduce Wu Shanshan’s final secret. The other party is the container of another soul.

When Wu Shanshan heard this, her whole body changed, her eyes flashed with a cold look, and she stared at him closely.

An unknown and mysterious aura gradually enveloped Wen Rensheng.

But his face was still indifferent, and he just secretly consumed all his mystery on the "Mysterious Resistance" skill.

Intermediate mysterious resistance, the upper limit of mystery is 137.

Mysterious Seed, passive effect: The effect of all mysterious fields is increased by 137%.

Active use: additionally enhances the effect of mysterious skills by 1% per point, which is another 137% increase.

The final result is 237%*237%=5.6169 times!

Unlike others, every improvement he makes is, in essence, an exponential increase.

Those who know the business know the power of exponential growth, which becomes more terrifying as time goes by.

The most classic story is the story of placing a grain of rice into 64 grids in a row, each grid being twice the size of the previous grid.

At this time, Wen Rensheng was superimposed twice, and his mysterious resistance finally broke through a threshold, entering the master level category from the intermediate level.

And this has allowed him to resist the erosion of that strange power!

"Wu Shanshan" stared at him, the coldness in her eyes faded away, she revealed an inexplicable smile, and stretched out a jade hand towards his face.

"Very good, you have finally grown up to a point where I can touch you a little. I look forward to the day when we can really meet."

What a good word.

Wen Rensheng dodged and took a step back:

"What do you want to do with an extraordinary being like you?"

"Wu Shanshan" smiled again, with a strange light in his narrow eyes.

The slender body exudes a mysterious charm.

"I just want to make myself no longer so lonely."

She said to herself, "You know, I am constantly wandering around the world alone. . Immortality is a wonderful thing.”

“But only one person’s immortality is a huge prison.”

"I can't touch anyone, and no one can touch me. Anyone who touches me will die."

Wen Rensheng shook his head and said: "No, the history of China is long enough to produce many geniuses. They The abilities I once had will only be stronger than what I am now."

He is narcissistic, but he is also a wise man...

"No, I am a person who demands perfection. ”

“I hate tragedies. Things that can be seen at a glance are not what I want.”

"Now that I have gained immortality, I will no longer choose those things."

"I will only spend life after life waiting for the perfect ending."

She said slowly It's like telling a story.

Wen Rensheng took a deep breath, raised his head and looked at the sky at a 45-degree angle, looking confused.

“So, both Wu Shanshan and Xu Yunshuang are just plot props for you to achieve a perfect ending?”

"You have guessed it a long time ago." She chuckled.

"No, it was Xie Zangyue's words that finally woke me up." Wen Rensheng shook his head.

"Just a smart guy. I've seen many, many of them in the past, and they all died in the end." She sneered.

Wen Rensheng said nothing.

Yes, both Wu Shanshan and Xu Yunshuang are just plot props in the hands of the Immortal to achieve a perfect ending.

One is passionate and emotional, while the other is reserved and rational.

The other party seems to be playing the otome game that Zhao Han, that stupid girl, secretly plays every day...

It's just that the patterns of the two sides are completely different.

Common people play virtual games, rich people play reality games, and gods play future games.

(End of this chapter)

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