Across the heavens, was picked up by Angel Yan at the beginning

Chapter 29
The restored villa outside Tianhe suburb at 7:30 am.

After Yang Ming finished repairing the entire villa, it was already the next morning.

Yang Ming, a person with authority six, is now like an immortal cultivator. He doesn't need to eat or drink at all, as if he has lived without food.

So it's easy for him to stay up late.

But even if you stay up late, it's easy.

But he didn't just stay up late last night,
The whole person collapsed on the sofa like a salted fish, just like Ge You.

Now his expression is blurred and his spirit is erratic

In short, he is very tired and exhausted now.

From last night to now, Yang Ming has not been idle, but has been constantly repairing the villa.

The glass wall, refrigerator and TV, and a lot of things were all repaired with his hard work overnight.

Even with the help of the Haotian engine, creating voids is still an extremely energy-consuming task, and he is not yet proficient in this function. Repairing so many things in one night really makes him a little stretched.

Just last night, he used up his energy three times. You know, since he traveled through, he has never used up the energy stored in his body.

The main reason is that the efficiency of energy conversion is too low. If he is more proficient in mastering it and the computing power is stronger, maybe these things can be done within an hour.

In fact, the most important thing is that the buildings in this villa are too complicated.

It's easy to talk about chip refrigerators and washing machines. For him, those things are equivalent to concrete.

Of course, this does not mean that he said that the smaller the size of the things made, the less energy consumed.

If he was asked to forge a flame sword now, he would not be able to forge it.

Wanting to create a flame sword technology is one aspect, and the quality and energy required are also immeasurable.

In terms of his current genetic computing ability, plus the computing power of the cosmic planet-level dark matter in his body.

To manufacture the Flame Sword, it must be measured in units of hundreds of millions of years.

Not to mention that Raging Flame Sword has a sacred coded firewall arranged by Hexi, it would take him decades to analyze the material of Raging Flame Sword, and it would also take decades to analyze the design drawings. Even with the data, it would take a lot of energy to create materials.

Therefore, as long as the density is not too high and the mass is not too large, he can use the same amount of things to make it.

As for the flame sword, Yang Mingmeng might be able to make it.

The Blazing Sword is strong and weak, and below the third generation of gods, the Lieyang Sword can be chopped like a Chinese cabbage, and the sacred code can be mobilized to give you a trial.

But for the future everyone is a three-generation god body, a sacred body, and various engines, it is really not strong, or even weak.

In the hands of the angels, the sword of flames is even in everyone's hands. For the angels, it is as standard as the AK47 in the hands of some local military elements on the earth, but it does not mean that it is cheap.

Although the Flame Sword is a standard weapon, it is still very precious. From the original story, when Yan's sword was broken by Hexi.

It can be seen from Yan's distressed and helpless little eyes, as well as his disappointed gestures when the sword was broken, that this Yan is still relatively thrifty.

Regarding this, Zhi Xin, an apprentice of Hexi, one of the richest women in the universe, said: "You actually broke my two flame swords?" Then he pulled out two more...

For Zhixin, the Flame Sword is just like those lollipops, you can have as many as you want, other angels use one sword to death, she just plays with double swords casually, and Mengbi is a male lead who abuses people.

It can be said that Zhi Xin is very rich. After all, he has a master who is one of the best local tyrants in the universe. Isn't this equipment what he wants?
And Hexi himself is even more terrible. He has worked for the angel gangster group for more than 1 years, and has worked overtime for more than 1 years. What is the inventory in his hand?
Moreover, Hexi's avatar has flesh and blood, and is more "real" than Monkey King's... She even has more than a dozen sets of the same silver armor that she thinks is more expensive... What's the star life, Wang Ming, Tianji... let's not talk about it, the more I talk about it, the more I want Yang Ming to eat soft food.

So whether an item is cheap or not depends on who it is aimed at. After all, the real local tyrant of the universe, Hexi, master and apprentice, is really not worth mentioning... It is really more popular than people.

But in Yang Ming and other civilizations, it is still a treasure, a hard currency, which is equivalent to those missiles.

Ordinary countries (other civilizations): what the hell is going on, don't point this thing at me!
The five big hooligans (angels): high street goods, scumbags.

And after a night of compulsory training, Yang Ming vaguely had a different understanding of the converted energy, as if it was a breakthrough?Or what.

However, this broken perception seems to be of no use. If it is really useful, why is he still tired like this wolfdog?Even if it can reduce the burden of energy output on fatigue, it can make him feel much more relaxed.

Yang Ming, who was lying on the sofa with Ge You paralyzed, had become a useless person.

"Hey, Yang Ming, you're very fast. You repaired the whole villa in one night?"

At this time, Yan, who had just come out of the room, greeted Yang Ming.

"Well, you see that I am so tired, of course I am worthy of the Lord Ron's grace, and have repaired all the things that your sister Angel told me."

"But looking at you like this... Are you imaginary? Isn't it just to build a villa? You can't do this. Did I overestimate you, or did I overestimate your ability?"

Seeing that Yang Ming's expression was blurred and he was still slumped on the sofa, Yan Yan couldn't help but joked.

"No, big sister, it won't hurt your back when you stand and talk, and you'll know how tired you are after doing it all night."

Yang Ming complained to Xiang Yan speechlessly.

"Tsk, I don't have matter to convert energy, and I don't have such a large energy storage capacity. You can work harder, the more the better! Hahahaha"

Yan actually laughed, now that she saw Yang Ming's misery, the happier she was, she couldn't say that she was gloating, who told this pervert to force her. .

"Let's not talk about that. What's your plan today? Go shopping with your two sisters or stay at home? But don't keep relying on me."

Yang Ming asked Xiang Yan, he didn't want Yan to continue to cling to him and ramble, and he couldn't kiss or touch, it was simply torture.

"I'm not a house anymore. There's no hope for you. Instead of worrying about you, I might as well buy two more clothes when I have this time."

Yan waved his hand and said with some disgust.

Since Yang Ming is not on the road, she will stop nagging. Besides, the Queen said that she should try not to be touched by Yang Ming's wings.

Stay away from him, who knows when this pervert will suddenly pat her wings?She didn't want to make a fool of herself.

"Oh, no, why am I hopeless?" Yang Ming saw Yan talking about himself, so he naturally wanted to argue with her, why is there no hope?No, people don't mess with you anymore, why do you want them to do it?fear………

"No hope means no hope. I'm too tired to talk to you. If I don't talk to you, I'll go away."

Angel Yan ignored Yang Ming, and then went out, leaving him depressed alone.

But not long after Yan left, a big pink mouse came out of the room, and jumped out.

Taking a closer look, the big pink mouse was Moy who had just come out of the room and was still wearing a pink rabbit pajamas.

Well, don't be too cute.

Moy left the room and slowly walked towards Ge...Yang Ming who was still slumped on the sofa.

"Yang Ming, do you know where sister Yan went?

Since yesterday, Sister Yan has become very strange, and she doesn't say much to them. After getting up today, she hasn't seen Sister Yan. Moy is very puzzled.

The paralyzed Yang Ming became a little more refreshed when he saw the little cleverness Moy, and sat up, not as lazy as before.

Moy chatted with him very well. If he was tired talking to Yan, then talking to Moy was more pleasant.

After all, this Moy would not sarcasm himself, or look at himself with eyes like studying rare animals.

After taking a look at Moy and feasting his eyes, Yang Ming whispered softly, looking very patient...

"Oh, Yan? I just finished scolding and went out shopping. What's wrong?"

"Actually, it's nothing. It's just that something is wrong with Sister Yan from yesterday to now. Although I know that there is nothing that can threaten Sister Yan, I am still very worried..."

Afterwards, Moy looked a little confused.

"Then... Maybe it's Yanlai's aunt?"

Yang Ming guessed suspiciously on the surface, but he was still flustered in his heart, and kept thinking in his heart: "Did I find out something by touching the wings? Did you feel depressed?

No way... If Yan is depressed and still plays jb in the plot, wouldn't Ge Xiaolun lose his wife who was cheated by me...

And...if Yan is depressed, who will be the next king of angels?It's over, it's over, it's over, it's over, it's over. "

"...It shouldn't be...this day should not be..."

Mo Yiri thought for a while and then vetoed, she still knew when Yan's aunt came, and it was obviously not Yan's aunt who came during this period of time.

The corner of Yang Ming's mouth twitched, and he cautiously approached Moy's ear and said, "So Yan's menstrual period is messed up?"

Yang Ming was in a very abrupt mood at this moment... It is normal for him to be caught off guard by a frightening truth...

He knew that Morgana, that is, Liang Bing would come to his aunt, and when Morgana recovered as an angel Liang Bing, he also thought about...whether an angel would come to his aunt...

Logically speaking, these seven thousand years should be extinct...Suddenly, Yang Ming suddenly realized, thinking about Morgana's tens of thousands of years...not yet, seven thousand years does not seem to be too much.

"Ok?"

Moy tilted his head, obviously shocked by Yang Ming's remarks.

"Yang Ming... If your menstrual period is messed up, sister Yan's menstrual period can't be messed up..."

Sister Huanyan's menstrual period is messed up, I'm afraid it's because your menstrual period is intermittently funny, even if your menstrual period is messed up, sister Yan's menstrual period can't be messed up.

Yang Ming glanced at Moy maliciously, and then spoke nonsense, "Moy, how do you know that her menstrual period is in order? Have you asked?"

"This...although I haven't asked...but..."

Moy really never asked Sister Yan if her menstrual period was messed up, but anyway, who would have nothing to ask if someone else's menstrual period is messed up? Hey!

Yang Ming waved his hands helplessly, and said:
"You haven't asked, so who knows? I see, this is because the menstrual period is messed up. I have seen a violent woman in it before, and the menstrual period is messed up. With the power of ordinary people, it is comparable to A generation of super soldiers."

"Yang Ming, it's not good to talk about Sister Yan behind her back... Besides, Sister Yan is not very violent..." Moy persuaded Yang Ming in a low voice.

Yang Ming put on a surprised expression, "No way, how many times has she hit me since I came here, is she still not violent?"

"By the way, it's not like you are an idiot who dies every day, otherwise why would people beat you, it's really shameless to a certain extent. 』

"Isn't that for the data... Besides, Sister Yan saw that you have the strength to fight against the male god, so I fought you twice, otherwise Sister Yan, an ordinary person, wouldn't bother to do it." Moy slowly explained to Yang Ming .

It is true that Yan will not attack ordinary people easily, even ordinary super fighters, she will not be cruel. After all, she is a holy left wing, and there are only a handful of people in the universe who are qualified to fight her.

"Where is there any reason for this... hit me or praise me for my strength?"

Yang Ming couldn't help complaining when he heard the words.

If you don't have the strength to be beaten, if you have the strength, you will still be beaten. What's the point? It doesn't make sense, isn't it?

You said that Yan thought he was strong enough, but it would be unreasonable to beat him if he was strong enough, even if he really couldn't do anything, but no one likes to be beaten.

"...But the male god is indeed very powerful."

Moy's praise in this life was just for Yang Ming's old face to blush.

If you get beaten, you can get beaten, anyway, he doesn't lose money, and even makes a small profit, not to mention what the girls say, do whatever you want!

"About Yan's abnormality, I really can't think of any other explanation except that her menstrual period is messed up..."

Naturally, Yang Ming couldn't admit that he could think of other things. If he took out his bald wings, wouldn't he be courting death?

"Okay...then, I'm going to find Sister Yan, Yang Ming, take care..."

After leaving a word of unknown meaning, Moy slipped away, leaving only Yang Ming who was elusive in place.

What Yang Ming didn't notice was that not far away, there was a small gap in the door of Ah Zhui's room, and in the small gap, there was another pair of eyes watching Yang Ming.

And from time to time, there was a little gleam in her eyes, and she silently remembered his words and deeds...

In a blink of an eye, Yang Ming was the only one left in the villa. Angel Yan went shopping, Mo Yi went to find Yan, and Ah Zhui went to find Yan and Mo Yi, leaving Yang Ming alone in the villa. Watch alone.

Caring for empty nesters starts with you and me.

Yang Ming didn't do anything today.

He just realized that his strength was not strong enough, so he continued to practice authority in his room.

After all, only if one's cultivation level is improved, it will be possible to challenge those cosmic bosses in the future.

For a better tomorrow, continue to practice creating the universe!

Time passed quickly, and Yang Ming fell into a sleep state before he knew it.

Waking up again, almost a few hours later.

(End of this chapter)