After racking his brains for a while, he still could not recall that he had actually returned to his ancestral roots by chance and transformed into the human-headed snake body of the ancestor of witchcraft, Goddess Nuwa. That was how he managed to transform the wyrmdragon so easily. He could only attribute everything to today being his lucky day.
The young man patted his forehead and stopped thinking about it. However, he noticed that as his head shook, a few strands of hair fell on his shoulders.
He walked into the bathroom of the bedroom and saw his skin in the bright mirror was pale and lusterless. He looked like a seriously ill person with sparse hair and loose teeth. He could not help but smile bitterly.
"Transforming three wizard gus means that half of the transformation from life to death has passed. It's already not bad that most of them still look like a living person." Zhang Lisheng comforted himself softly and turned on the crystal clear faucet on the dressing table. He held some water to wet his hair and lathered it with shaving foam before shaving it clean.
After that, he stepped on the non-slip tiles, walked into the Japanese-style bathing pool not far away, and began to prepare the hot water for a bath.
The slightly hot water gurgled around the edge of the bathtub, just like a hot spring in the mountains. The young man, who had half of his body soaked in the hot water, was feeling his mood gradually becoming comfortable. All of a sudden, he realized that there was actually a small handful of dust that appeared to be colorful under the illumination of the soft beige ceiling lamp in the bathroom at the bottom of the smooth log bathtub.
There was mud in the bathtub, and the color was so strange. Even though Zhang Lisheng lived a normal life, he could not help but frown.
He picked up the dust from the bottom of the water and rubbed it between his fingers. With his extraordinary eyesight, he inadvertently discovered it. The dust wasn't made up of five different colors of soil mixed together. Instead, every grain of dust had five different colors.
"F-Five-Colored Soil? T-this can't be the Five-Colored Soil, right? B-but no matter how heaven-defying one's luck is, it's impossible for one to obtain the Five-Colored Soil from a bath …" Looking at the strange soil on his finger, a thought flashed across the young man's mind, and his mouth widened in shock.
In ancient myths, the Water God, Gonggong, and the Fire God, Zhuanxu, fought for the position of the Celestial Emperor. Gonggong was defeated and hit his head on Mount Buzhou, causing the Sky Pillar to collapse, the Nine Regions to collapse, the sky to tilt to the northwest, the earth to sink to the southeast, the flood, and the fire to spread. If it was not for the Goddess Nvywa, the first ancestor of witchcraft, who repaired the vault of heaven with the Five-Colored Stone, the world would have been long gone.
The Five Color Stone was refined from the Tiantai Mountain's Five Color Clay.
Since this Five Colored Soil had such an origin, it didn't matter what use it had. Just its name alone was enough to scare people.
Zhang Lisheng snapped back to reality and looked at the dust in his hand again and again in disbelief. He realized that the surface of the dust that was measured in microns was indeed evenly colored. Not only that, but the color was extremely pure. With just one look, he could tell that it was naturally formed.
After thinking for a while, he suddenly drove the wizard power in his blood and flesh to gush out from the tip of his finger and seep into the five-colored soil. The soil, which had no viscosity at all even after being soaked in water and then scooped up, actually cut a tiny wound on his finger that was almost invisible to the naked eye. Together with the drops of blood, the wound was rubbed into a ball.
"Jelly stone …" Feeling the familiar elastic touch, the young man blurted out. At this time, he suddenly remembered to look at his wrist and realized that the jelly gem that had been either tied to his wrist or wrapped around his finger had disappeared without a trace.
Zhang Lisheng stared blankly at his hands and fell into deep thought. After a long time, as though he had finally figured something out, he abruptly stood up from the bath and carefully pinched all of the five-colored dust at the bottom of the bath.
Then, he crouched on the ground and carefully searched the five-colored soil inch by inch from the bath to the bedroom. Finally, he gathered a mud ball that was about the size of the original jelly gem.
"36,501 pieces of Heaven Patching Stone! 36,500 pieces have been used and the remaining piece has fallen into my hands. I wonder how this small stone managed to patch the sky … Oh yeah, that Amazon kid who sold me the stone said that the stone he saw at first was as big as a hill.
That's right, the Amazon kid who sold me the stone said that the first stone he saw was as big as a hill. Later on, it mysteriously became such a small piece. It seems that there are some key conditions that I don't know. Now the stone is broken, broken …
It didn't matter even if it broke. Perhaps I could try the magical process of refining the Five-Colored Soil into the Five-Colored Stone.
According to the myth, the five-colored soil can be transformed into a five-colored stone by refining it with the sun's divine fire. It sounds mysterious, but there are only two explanations according to scientific analysis. One is that it needs to be refined at a high temperature of more than 6,000 degrees to turn the 'soil' into a 'stone.'
Two is that refining the five-colored soil into a stone has nothing to do with the temperature. It only needs to absorb the spectral rays of the star, or both … "Even though the soil could be pinched into a ball after being infused with wizard power, the ability to return to its original state after being deformed would disappear. The young man flattened the mud and stuck it on his palm, mumbling to himself until someone knocked on the bedroom door gently.
When he snapped back to reality, he saw that the clock on the wall had already pointed to seven o 'clock. Zhang Lisheng hurriedly put on his clothes and opened the door.
A middle-aged man wearing a tuxedo was standing outside the door. Sensing the polite and respectful attitude that was neither servile nor overbearing, the young man smiled and said first, "You must be my butler, Torres!"
"Yes, sir, I'm Abigail Torres. I'm here to serve you wholeheartedly."
"No, no, no! You don't have to be so polite, Butler Torres. I'm a biologist and I've always been very casual, especially at home. You don't have to be so serious all the time."
"Yes, sir!" Torres replied with a 'yes' but his attitude did not change at all. "I'm sorry to disturb your rest, sir, but it's dinner time now and you have a guest, so I had to knock on the door to remind you."
"Guest?" Zhang Lisheng was stunned for a moment. "Oh, it's Senior Sister Guo Caiying. She hasn't left yet?"
"The heaviest rainstorm in 75 years has just fallen on Stanford City. A long section of the road has been flooded by the rain, so I'm afraid Miss Guo will have to stay here tonight."
"Heavy rain? Is it raining outside?" Zhang Lisheng said in surprise. "Forget it, that's not important. Take me to see Senior Sister, Abigail."
"Please follow me, sir." Torres guided Zhang Lisheng through the living room, the solid wood corridor, and after a few turns, they came to a small but elegantly decorated dining room.
"Dear butler, thank you for not letting me see a vulgar long log table in the middle of the banquet hall that has an area of thousands of feet." Zhang Lisheng joked and walked up to Guo Caiying, who was sitting at the dining table for two by the floor-to-ceiling window, before saying apologetically, "I'm sorry, Senior Sister. I overslept."
"Even if you overslept, you don't have to wake up and suddenly become bald. Not only that, but your complexion looks even worse, right?"
"Due to the lack of rest on Shrimp B1 Island during this period of time, I've lost my hair in handfuls, so I've decided to just shave it. The reason why my complexion looks bad is probably because of the lack of sleep."
"That won't do, Junior Brother. Even though you look rich, no, I should say very rich and have a good brain, girls of our age have an 'appearance association.' You'll only be popular if you have a healthy complexion." Upon hearing the young man's words, Guo Caiying persuaded him in a teasing tone.
"I have a girlfriend. She doesn't care what I look like.
Besides, even though I've sacrificed some sleep time in this one year, I've also gained a lot. I've already published four to five papers jointly with my supervisor in Science and Natural Science magazines. "Zhang Lisheng sat in front of the girl and explained.
"Science" and "Natural Science" were the leading journals in the global academic community. Every paper they published was very valuable and would have a certain impact in the academic community. Generally speaking, if a scientist's name appeared two or three times in the author column of these journals, it was already an achievement that an ordinary scientist could achieve in their lifetime.
For this reason, when Guo Caiying heard the young man's words, she was dumbfounded. "Y-You're joking, right?"
Zhang Lisheng smiled noncommittally and did not say anything more. He personally took out a bottle of red wine from the ice bucket on the table and opened it with a 'pop' before pouring a shallow half cup for the girl. Then, he took out a can of Coke from the ice bucket and opened it to take a sip. "Senior Sister, what do you want to eat for dinner?"
"You've already drunk Coke, so let's just eat hamburgers," Guo Caiying said bluntly.
"I'm sorry, I'm used to it." Zhang Lisheng was stunned for a moment. He picked up the red wine for the second time and planned to pour himself a glass as well. At this moment, he heard the girl in front of him saying, "Forget it, you look so pale. It's better for you to drink juice. There's no need to go through too much trouble for dinner. Let's just have steak."
Upon hearing the girl's words, the young man smiled. "Thank you, Senior Sister. You're so considerate.
Abigail, you heard it. I want steak for dinner. I want it medium well, and the portion must be big. "
"I want medium well, thank you," Guo Caiying said politely to the butler standing by the side. After that, she shifted her gaze back to Zhang Lisheng and had a curious look on her face. "Junior Brother, don't tell me that you're so rich because you've embezzled some research funds? Otherwise, why would you still work so hard when you're already a genius?"
"My money does indeed come from research, but it's not embezzlement. Instead, I set up a factory after I obtained research results. However, those are all trivial matters. To me, no matter how much wealth I have, it's just a means to achieve my goal …"
"I guess your life goal must be to become a scientist like Einstein, Newton, and Darwin, right?" The girl suddenly interjected.
Zhang Lisheng smiled noncommittally again and dodged Guo Caiying's question. "In the eyes of many people, my life is simply a mess. Sometimes, I'm so busy that I don't even have a chance to breathe for a quarter of an hour. However, I do feel that I'm enjoying it."
There was no passionate expression, no heroic words, no boastful longing, no pretentious modesty. The young man's expression was calm and calm, causing the girl to see the shadow of another person in a daze.
After being stunned for a while, she suddenly said in Mandarin, "No life, no interest, but a career and achievements. This is the most pitiful way of living for a workaholic. Junior Brother, I can't believe that you're already so stubborn at such a young age."
"Sister, I'm born to work hard, so I can only resign myself to my fate," Zhang Lisheng also replied in Mandarin with a strong Sichuan accent.
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