In the Spiritual Dimension.
As usual, Irin floated in the dark void.
Irin was used to this state where he seemed to have left his body and only his spirit existed.
He did not waste any time and directly pulled the vast module in front of him.
Zoom.
Shrink into a mini state.
Irin had a thought.
All the small balls that could be stuffed into the module were like light bulbs, flashing and floating around Irin.
"Batmobile … Unstable Explosive …"
Currently, there were two skill trees that were lit up in the module.
One of them was only [Shadow Pursuit], which was a skill that accompanied Irin along the way.
The second skill tree was [Calamity Entanglement] and [Bloodthirsty Disaster].
The third skill tree, the first one, was flickering like a breathing lamp, as if it was waiting for Irin to fill up the broken ball with something.
Hmm.
This was a spot reserved for the motorcycle, so there was no need to pay attention to it for now.
In the "Zhang Huichun Incident in Haiting City", although Irin had taken a lot of lives and obtained 20,000 Death Points from the final settlement of the mission in the real world, the Chaos Points … It was hard to describe.
If it was in the beginning, this amount of Chaos Points might have been a huge sum of money. However, as the number of modules had increased, the amount of Chaos Points required had also increased. The amount of Chaos Points obtained in Haiting City was just a drizzle.
"Currently, the Chaos Points are around 34,000 …"
Irin muttered to himself.
"It's definitely not enough to stuff the motorcycle in …"
Irin grabbed a light ball.
[Unstable Explosive]
When Irin grabbed this light ball, under the matching mechanism of the "module", the corresponding skill ball was already flashing slightly and was ready to move.
"The next skill point of [Bloodthirsty Disaster]?"
Irin was a little surprised.
This skill tree, after leveling up, would mysteriously change the name of the skill to [Calamity], which made Irin feel that it was not very auspicious.
However, he would not get pregnant even if he tried.
Irin tried to use [Unstable Explosive] to light up the third skill point of the [Calamity] skill tree.
…
[This operation will consume 20000 Chaos Points.]
[Yes no?]
"…"
Irin stared at the two buttons in front of him.
He pondered for a long time.
In this space, the concept of time was blurred.
Irin did not know how long he had been thinking.
It felt like an instant, but it also felt like a long time had passed.
Only then did Yi Lin slowly press "No".
She couldn't afford it.
"As expected, the Chaos Points will be consumed more and more … Then I can't just casually use skills to fill it up. Otherwise, in the end, it will become a bottomless pit that cannot be filled. "
Irin sighed.
Before Order completely collapsed, it was impossible to obtain a large amount of Chaos Value in the real world in a short period of time.
Unless … Irin went all out to earn points.
Just like the future Horseman of the Apocalypse.
Although this skill should have surprising changes after leveling up, if Irin's guess was correct, there would be many restrictions along with the surprise.
Yi Lin wasn't sure if the [Bloodthirsty Calamity] would have a side effect similar to the [Weakened] status after the [Bloodthirsty Calamity] was filled up.
If there was another trump card like [Bloodthirsty Calamity] that could not be used until the last moment, it would not be of much help to his damage output under normal circumstances.
Moreover, compared to [Unstable Explosive], Irin wanted to level up [Batmobile] more.
"Forget it, I don't know what kind of mode the next trial in the inner world will be. It won't be too late to level it up then."
As the Chaos Points were consumed more and more, Irin could only be more careful when leveling up skills.
Because once a skill was leveled up, it could not be rewound. If it became another skill that was not easy to use, Irin could only bear it silently with tears in his eyes.
Irin quickly exited the module space.
Just for a short while.
A small portion of Irin's Psionic Value had been consumed.
It was no wonder that other than spiritual type apostles, strength and agility type apostles mainly relied on close combat and skills as support. After all, the spiritual attribute was too low and the upper limit of Psionic Value was too low. They could not squander Psionic Value like Irin.
Whether it was the consumption of various skills or Spiritual Weapons, normal non-spiritual type apostles could not afford it.
While Mo Mengmeng was still busy.
Irin quickly walked out of the secret room.
Half an hour later.
Yi Lin came back with a bunch of messy things in her arms.
In Irin's hands, there were cups, coins, spoons … In short, Irin casually took some useless things from Molly's room.
Bang.
Hu.
Bang!
PIA。
The researchers passing by all felt that it was very strange.
This secret room was ordered by Molly not long ago. Other than herself, no one else was allowed to enter.
They also did not have the authority to view the relevant surveillance footage.
This was a mysterious secret room.
So mysterious.
Indescribable.
Indescribable.
Unseeable.
Cough cough.
But there were still many researchers who, every time they hurriedly passed by, heard some strange sounds coming from this mysterious room.
Sometimes it sounded like an explosion, sometimes it sounded like a human body emitting some kind of gas, sometimes it sounded like something was being slapped … In short, a room that no one was allowed to enter, but there were all kinds of strange sounds coming from it … This was enough to arouse anyone's curiosity.
Moreover, researchers were naturally creatures with great curiosity.
Ah, their hearts were itching.
But no matter who it was, after all, they worked here and received their salary here. Everyone knew about Molly's temper … as well as her legendary grandfather's temper.
Hence, no one would let their emotions win over their rationality. Hence, they could only suppress their curiosity and pass by this mysterious room.
Suddenly.
A man opened the door and walked out expressionlessly.
“！”
…
…
Han Bingbing and a group of experts were having a heated discussion in the room.
Ling Yiyi sat outside the examination room. Her expression was calm. Suddenly, the corner of her mouth slightly curled up without anyone noticing.
Molly was beside Ling Yiyi. She was squinting her eyes and carefully identifying the DNA fragments extracted from Ling Yiyi's body. She was analyzing the DNA fragments to see if there were any congenital defects that could cause optic atrophy in the DNA.
The analysis and comparison was not too complicated. As long as it was compared with the normal DNA sequence, it would be enough to find the obviously abnormal fragments.
Of course, the genetic information contained in each person's DNA was different. That was why there was a need for multiple cross-comparisons.
Ling Yiyi just smiled slightly. Like a quiet elf, she did not disturb anyone.
She was very clear and grateful because she knew that these people were working hard to bring back her light.
"En … How's the progress?"
Molly did not raise her head and casually said, "It's hard to say. Sister Bing Bing and the others have not come to a conclusion yet. It might not be too optimistic."
"En?"
"The automatic analysis result of the instrument … There is no abnormality. Just in case, I personally compared it with the normal person's DNA three times … En? Who are you?! Ah! When did you get here?! "
As Mo Li spoke, she suddenly realized that something was amiss. She turned around abruptly, only to be met with a sullen face.
"You, you, why is your face so dark? Did you go out to dig coal? "
"Dark?"
Irin did not notice and subconsciously wiped his face. With this wipe, there was a layer of black ash on his palm.
"…"
When Ling Yiyi heard the conversation between the two, she finally could not help but laugh out loud without caring about her image.
She laughed for a while.
After Ling Yiyi's breathing calmed down a little, she said cheerfully, "I'm really curious about Little Ling's current appearance."
Irin turned his head.
Suddenly, he felt a little uncomfortable.
"Irin!"
Molly suddenly called out again.
Irin subconsciously turned his head.
He was a little surprised. After all, ever since Molly "met" him, she rarely called his name so formally.
Click.
Then, his face was hit by the flash of the camera.
Mo Li waved the mobile phone in her hand and puffed her chest out smugly. "Hehe, I'm going to keep this photo. Once Sis Yiyi can see again, I'll print out this ugly photo of you immediately. I'll frame it with bulletproof glass and hang it on the wall! Hehehe! "
Irin: "…"
Ling Yiyi was actually looking forward to it. "Yes, yes, yes! Remember not to let him delete it secretly! "
Irin immediately rushed to the bathroom to look at himself in the mirror. He was indeed a little ugly.
In the bathroom, after Irin washed his face, he looked at the mirror and could not help but laugh.
It seemed that Molly and Ling Yiyi got along well. It seemed that no matter which timeline it was, the fate between people seemed to be destined and would not be broken easily.
In this way, Irin could be at ease and focus on his own matters.
After washing his face, Irin came out of the bathroom. His expression had returned to normal. No one could see through his poker face and see through Irin's thoughts.
Well, actually, there was no need to treat Molly like this. This girl's EQ was too low … but Irin was used to it.
"Didn't I tell you not to come over if there's nothing important?" At this moment, Mo Li finally remembered to grumble, "Didn't I already tell you that we won't be able to come to a conclusion so soon? Once we do, I'll inform you immediately. Hurry and go to bed!"
Huh? Irin suddenly felt that these words were inexplicably familiar. It seemed that he had said the same thing to Molly at some point in time.
Women … were indeed petty.
Irin secretly added a "petty" label to Molly.
However, Irin naturally would not ask for a beating and say what was on his mind. He smiled and told her the purpose of his visit.
"Huh? Coins? You want a lot of them? "Molly was startled." What do you want them for? Don't you know that ever since electronic money was completely popularized, these things have almost become the dregs of history? Maybe they can be sold as antiques soon. "
"So you don't have any?"
"Yes, they do …" Molly suddenly said in a low voice. "They probably made a lot of them in the past. But I'm not sure whether they used them to recast them or not."
Irin nodded. He was not surprised by Molly's answer.
"Well, I only need a metal of roughly this shape. If you don't have any … a bead shape is also fine. The diameter should be no more than 2cm. The heavier the better! Mengmeng, help me look for them! "
After saying that, Irin unceremoniously "begged" Molly and left in a hurry.
It seemed that he was really busy.
Molly only came back to her senses when Irin's figure completely disappeared in front of her. "That dead soul! He actually ordered me to do work again! "
Ling Yiyi heard Molly's voice and could not help but laugh.
…
After Irin asked Molly to look for the coins, he returned to his original spot.
Irin had some preliminary results from his experiment with [Unstable Explosives].
The next step of using the skill would have to wait for Molly to find the first batch of coins. There was no rush.
"Next …"
Irin looked at the apostle panel.
His spiritual energy had recovered by quite a bit.
Irin took a deep breath.
His expression instantly became incomparably focused, with a hint of seriousness.
Irin slowly raised a finger.
All of his attention was focused on his fingertip.
In an instant, there seemed to be something, invisible and colorless, rotating slightly on Irin's fingertip like a small whirlpool.
A few days later.
Irin was living very comfortably.
Strangely, Molly's relationship with Ling Yiyi was getting better and better. It was so good that Irin found it inconceivable.
Since it was good, Irin was too lazy to think too much.
He let Miss Mo do whatever she wanted.
Finally, after a few days of discussion and examination, they made a preliminary diagnosis of Ling Yiyi's condition.
— There was no diagnosis.
That's right.
After a group of experts analyzed it, Ling Yiyi's condition was not an illness at all.
Even the symptom of "optic atrophy" still needed to be verified.
Irin did not understand the specific situation.
However, Han Bingbing later came to Irin with a guilty face and said that she could not do anything.
Her original words at that time were, "I'm really sorry. Maybe it's limited by the current level of human technology. We can't completely confirm the cause of Miss Ling's blindness. You might find it funny, but after I analyzed all the data, the first thought that appeared in my mind was …"
"Her light was taken away by God … Hehe. Isn't it funny? "
Funny?
It was not funny at all.
However, Irin could not laugh at all.
God?
If it was before the appearance of the four pagodas, perhaps Irin would be an absolute atheist.
However, just as the prompt that changed everything —
[Do you believe in God?]
[Yes or no?]
Because there were people who believed in God, there were people like "apostles."
Or if Iron Man's Enemy chose "No", he was never summoned again from then on.
Even if he killed an apostle with his own hands, he could not become an apostle again.
It was like … being abandoned by God.
However, Irin did not think that "apostles" were people chosen by God.
Since there was God.
Han Bingbing's words did not seem out of place.
Ling Yiyi was a pitiful person who had her light taken away and was no longer favored by the light.
Han Bingbing saw that Irin was depressed. Although she could not do anything, she suggested a treatment plan that might be useful.
This treatment plan was also approved by other experts.
The worst-case scenario … was to maintain the original state. There would be no harm.
"Use pulse waves that can simulate nerve impulses to stimulate Miss Ling's optic nerve. Then, supplement it with some nerve nourishment and nerve recovery drugs. It might be helpful to Miss Ling."
Before Han Bing Bing left, she half-jokingly and half-seriously left Yi Lin with a glimmer of hope.
"Yes, but don't worry. I will go back and check the relevant information to see if there are any rare cases like Miss Ling's in the past few years. If there is any new information, I will inform you immediately."
"Thank you."
After all the medical experts left.
Molly's laboratory seemed to be quiet all of a sudden.
After Irin and Molly discussed, they agreed to Han Bingbing's treatment plan.
However, in Molly's laboratory, there was no pulse therapy device that could be safely used on the human body. Therefore, they could only wait for Han Bingbing to fly one over from her laboratory.
Although Molly's heart ached every time she saw Ling Yiyi's bulging clothes, she did not help this time. Molly's mood was written all over her face. Even when she bickered with Irin, she was listless, like a wilted eggplant.
As the next trial in the inner world approached, Irin could only leave this to Molly for the time being.
After all, Irin had experienced another timeline. She knew very well that this was not something that could be solved in a short period of time.
Perhaps, this was not a disease that "current humans" could solve.
However, since it was a treatment plan with no harm, Irin could only give it a try and see if it would work.
After the apocalypse, many of the sophisticated instruments on the human side were destroyed. There were not many that could be completely preserved. This might be an opportunity to restore Ling Yiyi's sight.
After the event, Irin did not hide anything from Ling Yiyi and told her the results in full detail.
Ling Yiyi was very optimistic. Now that her hearing was sharp and she was used to being blind, her daily life was not affected.
Another two days passed.
Irin was still working tirelessly on developing new skills.
In the room, Irin was sweating profusely.
He kept extending his fingers, focusing, condensing until he used up all his Mana Points. He collapsed, rested, recovered … an endless cycle.
Irin gradually found the right state.
This was just one of the "abilities" that Irin would master in the future.
However, ever since he returned from the "Dimension of Duel," Irin realized that he still did not have enough trump cards. Therefore, he decided to try to recreate that ability in advance with a lower Spirit Attribute.
Currently, psychokinesis was still a weakened version. When he reached the first layer of Spirit Lock, he could not perform many familiar actions.
It was very uncomfortable.
However, Irin did not complain. Being able to use the weakened version of psychokinesis before he completely broke through the first layer of Spirit Lock was better than not having it at all. In fact, there was nothing to complain about.
Compared to many spiritual-type apostles who could only rely on the skills given by the "Tower", Irin's current situation could be said to be countless times better. He took advantage of being a reincarnated person.
Hmph.
Who couldn't cheat?
Was the Goldfinger very surprised?
Was it not normal for a reincarnated person to have some cards up his sleeve?
"Hmm? You're really still here? Eh? What are you doing? "
Just as Irin was squatting on the ground as if he was constipated, he raised his fingers and looked worried.
Molly walked in.
Seeing Irin's posture and actions, Molly could not help but be stunned.
Irin raised his head and dispersed the psychokinesis around his fingertips. At the same time, he pulled the clean towel around his neck and wiped his sweat. He asked casually, "What's wrong? Steel Panther is back? "
Hearing this, Molly immediately put her hands on her waist and raised her eyebrows slightly. "Ah? You only remember your Steel Panther and think about it all day long. Don't you care about Sister Yiyi? Her … "
Irin smiled and interrupted Molly's words. "Don't I have you? As long as you didn't rush in impatiently, it means that Yiyi is fine. What do I have to worry about? Don't you have confidence in yourself? "
Eh?
This logic … does not seem to have any problems!
How can I, Mo Mengmeng, not have confidence in myself!
In fact, after Han Bingbing sent the treatment equipment over, Ling Yiyi had already started the first stage of the pulse wave treatment under Molly's observation. The treatment intensity was not high.
According to Han Bingbing's speculation, under normal circumstances, if the pulse wave that simulated nerve conduction impulses worked, Ling Yiyi's "dead" optic nerve might be "activated" again.
In short, at the moment, everything was unknown.
"Wait! Who did you say was impatient? "
Molly finally reacted and stared with her almond-shaped eyes.
"I said me." Irin was expressionless.
"Oh, then it's fine." Molly heaved a sigh of relief and was satisfied. Then, she finally got to the main topic. "Oh right, I have ordered the thing you wanted. I guarantee it will give you a surprise. But speaking of which, what do you want this for? "
Ordered?
Irin heard this and was slightly stunned.
Didn't you say it was Steel Panther?
Why did it need to be ordered?
Seeing Irin's surprised expression, Molly's expression became even more smug. She seemed to be very happy to see Irin shocked by her.
Hmph hmph hmph.
Clang clang clang clang!
Molly imagined the sound effects of her dazzling entrance. Then, she took out her phone and frantically operated it.
Immediately after, a tall strange robot with two huge steel pincers and clamped a silver metal box slowly moved over.
The metal box was square, about half a meter in diameter, and had sharp edges.
It did not look very heavy, but when the robot unloaded it, it landed in front of Irin with a bang. Irin seemed to have felt the floor shake when the box landed.
"Hmm?"
Irin's expression changed.
Molly did not continue to keep him in suspense. After setting the robot to return to its original position, she entered a series of commands on her phone. The box slowly opened.
When the box was opened, there was no "Li Changge -style" special effect that blinded the dog's eyes.
In the box, to Irin's surprise, it was filled with small round beads.
Steel Panther?
So it's not Steel Panther?
However, at first, Irin was afraid of trouble. But in terms of practicality, Irin still felt that the shape of the steel panther would be more appropriate and more convenient.
Irin did not say anything and directly picked one up.
The moment the small steel panther was in his hand, Irin clearly felt that the weight of this "steel panther" was much heavier than he had imagined.
"What … is this material?"
In front of Molly, Irin was very cooperative and asked questions.
And Molly seemed to enjoy seeing Irin's face full of question marks. She smiled and said, "You don't understand, right? Didn't you say that the heavier the better? After the physical currency was no longer in circulation, the steel panther was all melted down and rebuilt. Although it can be found on the market now, to find a batch is still a bit difficult. "
"So I asked a friend to custom-make a batch of new alloys with osmium and iridium as the main two elements. This batch of alloys were all made into beads. Didn't you say that other than the steel panther, the shape of the beads can also be used?"
Molly saw Irin's confused face and continued to explain, "These two metals are the densest and can be said to be the heaviest alloys that can be mass produced. But in terms of hardness, it may be a bit worse than the alloys of other elements."
"But you didn't say that you wanted it to be hard. If it's not to your liking, you can't blame me!"
Molly was afraid that Irin would complain, so she directly blocked Irin's way out.
"No, no, no!" Irin's smile became wider. "Satisfied! Satisfied! Very satisfied! Mengmeng, thank you so much! "
Molly's expression froze. "Did you misunderstand something?"
Irin: "?"
"When did I say that I didn't charge for it?"
"Ah, this …" At first, Irin thought that it was just the steel panther. Even if Mengmeng's Taurus attributes exploded, it wouldn't cost much. But Irin didn't expect that Mengmeng would make an Iron Man suit when he only wanted to order a piece of clothing … It was similar to this feeling.
But … Irin couldn't deny that it was perfect!
As long as it could pass the judgment of the tower and be stored in the storage space, it would be worth it no matter how much it cost.
Unless … it was too much money.
"Well, how much is it?"
Mo Li chuckled and quickly typed a string of numbers on her mobile phone.
"Don't worry, I helped you round it up! It's easy to remember! HiaHiaHiaHia — "
Mo Li smirked smugly, wave after wave of smugness.
Irin looked at the long string of zeros, and his vision turned black.
Molly was very clear about Irin's current assets. She had already expected that Irin wouldn't be able to pay it back, so she wasn't surprised. She waved her small hand. "Forget it, just owe it to me first. I guess you're using it as a 'hidden weapon', right? This thing is a little expensive. If possible, remember to recycle it after you use it. "
"Recycle it?"
Irin's expression instantly became strange. He carefully asked, "Well, if, I'm saying if … there's no way to recycle it?"
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