Chapter 129： : Forever suffering soul

So after realizing the unique structure of this eyeball.

He understood immediately.

The value of this eyeball.

"Biological tissues from other worlds" Da She Wan looked at the remaining jars, and his eyes were fiery. "I originally thought that there would be nothing good in the first-level jars. It seems that I was wrong. Anything from other worlds, all It’s probably a priceless treasure!"

The silence smiled slightly.

High playing potential.

Only this kind of person can make full use of the alien objects opened in the jar.

Da She Wan continued to open the jar.

Biological tissues, bones, and even alien germs contained in jars, these things, the big snake pill instructed the pharmacist to install them very carefully, he knew the value and terrible of these things.

of course.

In the first-level jar, there is also a light group.

Inside, there is knowledge, as well as the experience of dealing with corpses, and even experiments!

"Fantastic."

Da She Wan closed his eyes, murmured in admiration, and even flushed, his body trembling uncontrollably.

He has never been like today.

It seems to be in the most beautiful paradise.

Endless inspiration emerged from the heart.

I can’t even wait to start investing in the experiment immediately to understand more mysteries in life.

"Master Dashou Wan." The pharmacist said with some helplessness, "please don't be too excited, your injury is already very serious."

Although this is the case.

But the pharmacist pocket also understands Dashe Wan's mood.

Some of these strange things are enough to prove the authenticity of merchants in different worlds.

It's like opening the door to a new world!

He can already imagine.

After obtaining these things, after a period of experiment, the big snake pill will become terrible.

"In each level of jar, there may be items beyond this level, called the grand prize!" Da She Wan whispered in his mouth, seeming to explain in the pharmacist's pocket, and then speeded up.

He did not know the probability of the big prize appearing.

But already craving.

One by one, the jars opened, and the number of light masses occupied the majority, and then there were all kinds of torn corpse tissues, the most precious of which were a few wild scientists, even the research manuals of the Necromancer.

But, otherwise

nothing left.

Until the two hundred jars were all opened, there were only some general items inside, and no big prizes appeared.

The silent expression is a little weird, except for the original Sasuke, this is the first, two hundred first-level jars are so miserable.

Da She Wan also noticed himself.

His face was dark.

"It's just a first-level jar." Silence comforted. "Maybe good luck is to keep the more advanced jars. You now have the qualification to buy second-level jars."

"I think my desire to change my destiny will not be weaker than anyone." Da She Wan looked at the silence and said in his hoarse voice.

In the information he obtained.

The greater the desire to change fate, the greater the probability of a jackpot.

But this

"The longing just gives you a greater chance, but destiny is still full of uncertainty." The silent face does not change color. "This kind of uncertainty is precisely the greatest charm of destiny, isn't it?"

He only said that it would be more likely, but he didn't say there must be.

Isn’t it normal to be teased by fate?

"Fate"

Da She Wan squeezed his fist, in his view, fate is simply the greatest irony for life.

How many people have died on these two words.

but no matter.

The secondary jar still needs to be opened.

"I sold part of my ninjutsu memory and experience and raised 15 million points." Da She Wan made the decision.

Because, the last ten of the five hundred secondary tubes.

There is a high probability that items of fate nature will come out.

This must be obtained!

After the magic of these jars has been determined, Dashen Wan is exceptionally decisive!

"no problem."

Silently nodded with a smile, then waved his hand, and five hundred second-level jars appeared directly.

Da She Wan looked at the jars one size bigger and felt the part of ninjutsu memory that disappeared in his mind.

The corner of the mouth, again a smile.

He seemed to say to himself: "If you only need to buy enough, even if you are not loved by fate, you will have a greater chance to get what you want. This way is in line with my belief."

He just didn't believe that the destiny of mankind would die.

I think that as long as he keeps on researching, he will continue to become stronger.

One day.

He can get real eternal life.

"It seems that you really fit the Necro series." Hearing the voice of Da She Wan in silence, he said with a little emotion, "In the capacity of being a living person, I am immersed in the death of the ordinary people with tremendous enthusiasm and desire This is the most suitable customer for the Necro series. However, there is not enough potential, but it will always be corroded by darkness until it falls into the abyss of death."

The prize pool of the Necro series jars is put in silence after all.

So he is very clear.

Some of the things inside are not dangerous.

The reason why I didn’t say it just now is because

"I know this kind of thing long ago."

Without any hesitation or hesitation, Da She Wan opened the first tube more expectantly.

If he would be afraid.

Then you will not study taboo ninjutsu.

And this first jar was just opened, and there was a harsh wailing in it, extremely miserable, as if it was suffering great pain.

The face of the pharmacist's pocket changed a little.

Inside, is a transparent bottle.

There was a black mist swirling around in the bottle, hitting the glass from time to time, and even a man's painful face could be seen from the black mist.

"Second-level Undead series has been able to involve the soul Silently looked at the bottle and laughed, "Eternally painful soul, this is still relatively common in the second-level jar, it is made by high-level Created by the Necromancer, through the long-term torture of the dead soul, the final material obtained, although it is a dead soul, has long lost its wisdom, leaving only pain. "

In the plain words, there is a creepy meaning.

The pharmacist glanced at the silence without any change in expression.

The back is a bit cold.

really.

Are true powerhouses so cold and ruthless?

In fact, the pharmacist's pocket misunderstood silence. The reason why the silence didn't change his expression was because he knew that this was just a false soul created by the system.

Without sanity, without ego, it is just a collection of negative emotions.

It's like artificial meat.

Silence will naturally not have any expression changes.