Fu Qingjun found that this girl was much easier to deal with than Li Mo.
Beautiful people were also silly, believing everything that was said. They were easily fooled.
"Right, help me go out and buy a live duck." Fu Qingjun said. Since she has been seen, then let her do the errands.
"I don't have money."
Little Loud Mouth said shyly, "When big brother is not here, I go to the noodle house downstairs to eat noodles. Little Loud Mouth's stomach is so hungry. When my stomach is hungry, it sounds like there are dozens of mouths playing the suona inside."
Fu Qingjun's face darkened and threw a tael of silver. "Don't waste it, the rest is the budget for a few days."
A tael of silver has a lot of purchasing power. It is enough for an ordinary person to live for more than a week. He saw it was a fat sheep, so he took advantage of the situation.
He also wanted to test the effect of the medicine.
After all, he is still talking and laughing with his injured hand. He is obviously a ruthless person with tenacious vitality. It is not a big problem to use him to test the medicine.
"Okay."
Little Loud Mouth happily rushed downstairs.
"But I always feel that this girl is silly and cute. There is something wrong with her brain." Fu Qingjun laughed.
He is not joking, he really felt that there is something wrong.
He is very sensitive to the soul. Now he knows that any life is divided into two major parts, the spirit, the consciousness and the flesh and blood body. He felt that there is something wrong with this girl's brain, as if it is missing a string.
"Did she play the suona and make her brain stupid?" Fu Qingjun thought for a while, but did not pay much attention to it. He directly sat on the bed to organize his thoughts.
He looked at the sunflower on the flowerpot.
Although he still does not know anything about martial arts, he does not know that Gatha's aura battle caused all this, but he vaguely guessed:
It may be the God of War Tuki and the God of Death Jakamach. The battle between these two ants attracted the attention of the three people passing by downstairs.
He sat down again and picked up a pen to record everything.
"This means that the two ants in this sand table world have reached a high level of martial arts, which is why they were noticed by people passing by."
"But they've only been training for two days. Humans need to train for a long time to reach this level of martial arts … It's not just because they have seven times the sense and cell collapse, which makes it easy for them to reconstruct their bodies like plasticine."
"It's also possible that their life level is relatively low, and it's extremely easy to increase the intensity of their life. The muscles and bones of ants are extremely simple."
How many muscles could an ant have? The exoskeleton was also simple …
Humans had countless muscle groups that were incomparably intricate and complex.
"That's why it's easy to train, but the upper limit is also very low. However, it's just an empty realm, and it'll die with a pinch." Fu Qingjun continued to study his Ant Country.
"You should know that there is a huge gap between heavyweights."
After all, he also knew that boxers were divided into heavyweight categories. Arm span, weight, height … all sorts of factors affected the weight of a boxer. Using a scientific division of a fight, even a difference of ten pounds or so could be divided into different categories. It was obvious how big the difference was.
It was the same for the martial artists in this world.
You're a bean sprout of a hundred pounds, and you're fighting a strong man of three hundred pounds. Who has the advantage in size?
It seemed that Fu Qingjun had come to a complete conclusion. "It seems that there are no supernatural beings or supernatural beings in this world. After all, they're not allowed to become spirits. It's purely a competition of the physical body … To put it bluntly, it's the improvement of fighting techniques, muscle density, bone density, and spirit. It's just like the ancient martial arts of Jianghu."
Flying in the sky and burrowing underground did not exist.
It had to be said that it was indeed exciting to have such results in two days.
The martial arts of this world had been cultivated to such a level in such a short period of time. Naturally, he was extremely excited.
It had only been a few days. What about a month?
Fu Qingjun took a deep breath, and his eyes erupted with a bright light.
A few minutes later, a duck was sent over.
"Previously, I've been experimenting with ants without a soul. Now, I'll experiment with animals with souls and consciousness in their brains."
Fu Qingjun looked at the desk next to him and felt that nothing major would happen in the short term.
He just had to charge it regularly and let the civilization develop on its own. He didn't want it to enter a standby state with a power outage.
It was a good time to test other animals.
Whoosh.
A strand of Fu Qingjun's hair was slowly inserted into the duck's head.
In an instant, in the darkness, he instantly sensed a cluster of light in the shape of willow catkins.
"This should be the duck's soul and consciousness …"
"The ant's brain is empty, but the duck has a cluster of light in its brain."
Fu Qingjun tried to slowly inject it into the duck's brain like an ant. The cluster of light seemed to be nourished and seemed to be growing slowly.
But the growth of the soul was quite small.
Fu Qingjun seemed to have sensed something. "It has its own soul from the beginning. If I inject a soul into it, it won't be born holy like an ant … It will only continue to grow the existing duck's soul, slowly develop intelligence, and finally become a demon. Only then can it become a highly intelligent animal like an ant."
It seemed that he had thoroughly explored the rules.
When an insect without a soul was injected into it, it would directly form a new blank soul, born holy. Because the strength of Fu Qingjun's soul was terrifyingly high intelligence from the beginning.
But it was a one-time use … born holy, rootless duckweed.
And when an animal with a soul was injected into it, it would continuously nourish the original weak soul, gradually develop intelligence, and eventually become a large demon.
It was somewhat like raising demons in myths and legends, cultivating demons.
"If it is a duck, I can also practice martial arts to become a muscular duck. This body shape seems to be able to help me defeat ordinary martial artists. It can help me."
"You can call it a duck demon."
"But, as I guessed before, a duck consumes too much soul energy! It is the consumption of tens of thousands of ants. If I focus on raising ducks, it will be difficult to expand the ant colony. "
Fu Qingjun kept thinking, sorting out his thoughts.
To be honest, under the same conditions, compared to a duck, he would prefer tens of thousands of ants.
Moreover, who said that ants can't kill people?
Drilling into your brain, ears, and nostrils, why don't you give it a try?
"This duck, it's better to eat it. I don't want to raise it." Fu Qingjun thought about it and decided to end this soul experiment. Suddenly, a bold idea popped up in his mind. "If I injected it, what if I sucked it out?"
In an instant, he instinctively sucked the duck's soul through the hair and into his own brain.
Whoosh —
In the darkness, the ball of light began to wither, like a sponge filled with water. It was constantly sucking water, and gradually shrinking, revealing the sponge at the core.
Fu Qingjun immediately reacted. "I can suck the soul energy of life!"
And then something even stranger happened!
As a strand of Fu Qingjun's hair inserted into the duck's head, he sucked its soul …
The hair on the duck's head, with Fu Qingjun's hair as the center, began to gradually bald, like a crazily expanding desert …
It turned into a Mediterranean Bald Duck, looking around with a dazed and withered face, indescribably curious.
"It … is bald?" Fu Qingjun was dumbfounded.
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