It's just a game, why did you dig up my grave?

"This is nonsense!"

Chu Xuan's face became extremely ugly.

Zhuge Sheng's words reminded him of the skill he used during the simulation - [Gluttony].

The effect of this skill is to swallow the soul and blood of the killed creature.

Part of it was turned into temporary energy and blood for him to use.

This was also the main reason why he was finally able to kill Noyin Guards and kill Dorgon in the copy in the late Ming Dynasty.

However, this does not seem to have anything to do with immortality.

“I also think it’s nonsense.

From a scientific point of view this is impossible.

But you have to understand the lethality of the word ‘immortal’. "

The old man's smile gradually faded.

“Even if it’s a one in 10,000 chance.

There are also people who are willing to take risks.

Now some people even suggest:

Your ancestors did not die, but truly became 'immortal'.

Such outrageous speculation that he is hiding in a corner of this world.

So I hope you are more careful.

Don't be taken advantage of. "

"Thank you teacher for reminding me, I understand."

Chu Xuan nodded with a subtle expression.

"Ah."

Zhuge Sheng said nothing more.

This topic ends here.

When about to leave the villa.

The old man suddenly spoke.

"Chu Xuan, if you have nothing to do, you can come to my place and hang out more often.

Xiaoxi and you are both young people, and there should be more topics to talk about.

If you are curious about the 'violent factor', you can ask her for advice. "

"Yes, I will."

After Chu Xuan left, Zhuge Xi walked out of the room.

His face turned slightly red.

"Second Grandpa, what were you talking about just now?

I am seven or eight years older than Chu Xuan.

how could it be possible! "

"Haha, for warriors.

The age difference of ten years is not much different from the two or three years of ordinary people.

Don’t old people always say, ‘Female juniors, hold gold bricks’?

I don't think you have a chance.

Moreover, as long as Chu Xuan grows up, he will definitely become a top figure in this era.

It doesn’t count as insulting the genius of my Zhuge family. "

"Oh, I'm ignoring you!"

Zhuge Xi stamped his feet and hid in the house as if fleeing.

Just listen to the old man whispering behind you.

"You have a courier, it's Chu Xuan's peripherals. The guard will sign for it and deliver it to me."

"Oh!"

The villa door was slammed shut.

. . .

Leave Zhuge Sheng's villa and walk on the path back.

Chu Xuan suddenly asked in his heart.

"Simulator, come out. I have something to ask you."

There was no reaction in sight.

"I'll recharge."

Still no response.

"Artificial retardation."

He actually wanted to ask about the [Gluttony] skill.

If what Zhuge Sheng said is true.

The gene deletion on the barbarian bones was most likely caused by [Gluttony].

When imitating Xuanzang.

The last thing that appeared was a mysterious being who almost killed the twelfth-level Xuanzang with one look, adding a 2000-year genetic lock to mankind at the cost of one eye.

This was the only ability he knew that acted on genes.

Why can the skills drawn from the simulator lottery do this?

What is an emulator?

Things seem to be getting more and more troublesome.

Shake your head and get rid of unnecessary thoughts.

Chu Xuan knew that it was useless to think too much now.

The only thing we can do now is to improve our strength as soon as possible.

Only when you encounter problems can you have the ability to solve them.

. . .

Time passed little by little.

Chu Xuan's life rarely calmed down.

Go to class, read, eat, practice.

Wang Chuang is relatively more troubled.

Every day, I have to deal with endless love letters and gifts for Chu Xuan.

Some are from our school, and some are sent from other places.

The addresses are all "Chendan Martial Arts University, Chu Xuan".

The courier had no choice but to leave it to the doorman.

Ask the guard to hand it over to Chu Xuan.

Gifts come in all shapes and sizes, and some are even extremely expensive.

Wang Chuang was troubled.

In the end, it was Chu Xuan who found the principal, Chen Tai, and rejected all express delivery with the address "Aurora Martial Arts University, Chu Xuan" through school connections.

So it went until early January.

Today is the last professional class in the first-year Gongfa Theory Research Department.

One week later it will be final exam time.

The bell rang, and Zhuge Sheng finished speaking on the last page of the book.

He didn't pack up his things and leave immediately as usual.

But he asked gently.

"Do you have anything to ask about the final exam?"

"Yes, teacher, tell us the test questions!"

A boy shouted loudly.

The class suddenly burst into laughter.

"I think you could change the question."

The old man also laughed.

"Teacher, is the exam content difficult?"

Another girl asked, raising her hand.

"It's hard."

"what!"

The laughter turned into wails.

“But don’t worry, no one will fail.

I'll give you all a pass.

I have always felt that exams are just a way to test what you have gained in the past six months.

rather than the final goal.

I just want to pass the exam to see what everyone has learned.

No matter how many points you get on the test, you will pass. "

"Teacher, what if I hand in a blank paper?"

“If it makes you happy, I’ll give it to you too.

But I think if this is the case, we need to have an extra chat. "