Marvel Comics: Dark Strange Template, Joining the Chat Group

Fan Xian feels that there are no gods in this world.

If gods really exist.

Then he lived for more than twenty years in his previous life, and the science that hundreds of millions of people learned has become a joke in legends?

As for the chat group...

And those infuriating...

Maybe it's a technological product developed after technology has developed to a certain level, like that chat group, which looks like it was produced by Penguin.

And the world he lives in.

Maybe it’s an alien planet!

After his death, due to quantum entanglement, his consciousness traveled to another planet and was unexpectedly reborn.

And so angry...

You have already traveled through quantum time. Is it normal to unlock the gene lock?

Although this stuff is not scientific either.

But it can’t be nuclear radiation!

Fan Xian thought of King Kong vs. Godzilla in the movie. Godzilla feeds on nuclear radiation, hides it in his body, and then explodes with powerful power.

But think about it.

He laughs himself!

If it was nuclear radiation, he would have died long ago. After all, Fan Xian had heard of the reputation of nuclear radiation. A worker had his limbs amputated after picking up a necklace that contained nuclear radiation. He was unable to have children at all, and even Caught up with diseases all over the body.

That's just a little bit!

If a world were filled with nuclear radiation...

So desperate!

But Fan Xian played with the Supreme God Card in his hand and couldn't help but think about it. What if there really are gods in this world?

His dead heart.

At this time, he gradually recovered a little.

Fan Xian has never been a person with great ambitions. He has been lying in bed for more than 20 years and survived for the rest of his life. His biggest dream is not power, nor women, but to live an ordinary life.

Find a sea.

Build a cabin.

To find a like-minded wife, you don’t need to be beautiful, as long as you understand him and are willing to communicate with him.

Have another daughter.

Well, beware of yellow hair again!

His life is complete.

But if there really is a God...

"I, Fan Xian, also want to become an immortal!"

Fighting with iron horses, traveling with swords and cultivating immortals, these are the three ultimate romances engraved in the hearts of Chinese people.

Fan Xian couldn't escape either.

He held the Supreme Magic Token in his hand and exhaled the domineering Qi in his body, and suddenly his whole body seemed to be pulled into an endless abyss.

He saw countless versions of himself.

Some of them are sitting cross-legged on the ground, some are doing boxing, some are practicing swordsmanship, some are painting, some are fishing...

Almost everyone is doing everyone's thing.

But everyone has a taste!

"It's domineering and infuriating!"

"They are practicing domineering Qi!"

Fan Xian has been practicing this technique for a long time, and he only has one impression of this technique, and that is that it is extremely domineering.

But when he looked at his other selves, his expression was extremely astonished, because the domineering Qi practiced by those people were all kinds of strange, some were more elite, some were more domineering, some were more invincible, and some... could actually be used fishing?

What the hell is this?

He was immersed in it for a while. Countless selves demonstrated their understanding and development of domineering Qi in front of him, and he was instantly addicted to it.

When Fan Xian regained consciousness.

It wasn't dark yet, and it hadn't been long.

But it seems like thousands of years have passed for him!

He subconsciously circulated his Qi, and felt the turbulent waves in his body, like the continuous flow of a great river, the feeling that was so sharp that it could not be stopped.

this day!

He can also pierce it!

What state have I reached?

Fan Xian was in a trance. He felt that he had lived for a long time. It took him a long time to realize where he was. Those memories were long ago. He was in Fan Mansion, joined a chat group, and met a group leader who claimed to be a god. .

"This ability..."

He clenched his fists.

The domineering Qi wrapped around his hands, as dark as steel, completely protecting his hands.

Dark appearance.

It's so profound!

Indescribably hard.

Compared with the scattered true energy of ordinary people, his true energy has been condensed to a terrifying level that cannot be described in words!

"One day in the outside world and a thousand years in the cave. This method is probably no different from that of an immortal..."

Fan Xian felt like a clown sitting in a well watching the sky. For the first time, he felt the gap between him and Russell, the leader of the chat group. It was definitely a gap of despair.

He couldn't help but laugh.

He smiled at his stupid look before.

He smiled at his own overestimation.

"Master, please go to the study!"

Fan Xian heard the call. He closed his eyes tightly and carefully observed his memory. Only then did he realize that it was his father Fan Jian, whom he had never met before, who wanted to talk to him.

I guess I want to ask him about his future development.

Or give some advice.

He, an illegitimate son, shouldn't compete with Fan Sizhe for the family property. If he goes out honestly, he might be able to get a little share of the family property.

It's like fulfilling some of your father's responsibilities!

Fan Xian's state of mind was extremely stable at this time. He was like an old monster who had practiced for many years reborn. Nothing in the world could cause the slightest disturbance in his heart.

He arrived at the study.

He responded to Fan Jian's inquiry calmly.

No desires or desires.

After all, what are these mundane things, the so-called family property, and the so-called powerful people compared to Russell, the chat group leader who is aloof and omnipotent, like a god?

But Fan Xian was still a little stunned.

"You said my mother Ye Qingmei invented a soap that can remove grease?"

"My mother also invented sugar?"

"And cement?"

Fan Xian was also stunned for a while, and then found it interesting. He didn't expect that there was a time traveler in this world. He just didn't know when that person came through time, which era he came from, and whether he had joined like her. Chat group?

There was no trace of panic on his face.

If you have not joined the chat group.

After learning that there was another time traveler, and that he was probably a big shot in science and engineering, his mentality probably collapsed.

but now.

never mind.

"It does not matter……"

Fan Xian said calmly, "I know how to make penicillin. My mother may have told you before. I also have rice seeds that can produce thousands of kilograms per acre. I also have artifacts that can fly into the sky and escape from the earth. I have fertilizers that make the land fertile. There are too many, and these are nothing at all. If I take out one at random, it will be enough for me to be rich for the rest of my life, so you don’t have to worry about my future at all..."

He really didn't want to pretend anymore.

In the chat group, he can obtain things in the real world at any time. First of all, thanks to Mr. Yuan, the rice yield of thousands of kilograms per acre is enough for Fan Xian to become a saint in this ancient world and enjoy a lifetime of glory and wealth.

It can even be passed down to a thousand-year-old family!

Fan Jian was silent. He didn't understand. But he could feel that Fan Xian was trying to show off, which made him feel a little hesitant as a father. He even changed his words on the spot and sided with his old enemy Chen Pingping. "Wealth is naturally good, but great wealth is of no use. In the eyes of those with power, it is just a fat sheep. If the Crown Prince wants to kill you, what should you do?"

"Kill them!"

"just you?"

"I have become a great master. The so-called prince emperor is nothing more than an ant!"

After getting the Time Token, Fan Xian realized tens of thousands of insights into his cultivation of domineering Qi. He had no idea how strong he was. He only knew that he had already cultivated this Qi to the extreme.

Far more than Wu Zhu.

Grandmaster...

What is a prince emperor? Just ants!

Fan Jian was really silent this time. Fan Xian originally thought that he was out of options, but unexpectedly the other party said something earth-shattering.

"The world has been suffering from the Emperor Qing for a long time..."

"Princes, generals and prime ministers, would you rather have the seed?"

"Prince! Let's rebel!"

"How can there be a prince of eighteen years in this world?"

Fan Xian:?

Fan Xian: Did you drink fake wine?