The Death Knell

Generally speaking, the abilities of Mr. Fantastic in the parallel universe are all similar, the difference lies in who is more likely to cause trouble, or who has no lower limit.

But it was the first time that Su Ming saw someone as crazy as Reid in front of him, and this posture of turning into a fleshy ball and full of hands, how could it look a bit like a coronavirus?

However, through Professor Xu's magical temptation, he could still see something that played a magical protection effect, it should be the ubiquitous glittering slime on this Reid.

Even if he just got out of the dung water, the mucus was constantly pouring out of his body, dripping and dripping, as if his body was a snot.

Strangling was also complaining, this Reid was not slippery, even if it grabbed the opponent's arm, it couldn't make any effort, or else it would have torn off the limbs a long time ago.

"Does it also have the effect of physical protection?" Su Ming thoughtfully, but only between the electric light and flint, he stretched out his palm: "The Force locks his throat!"

The effect is just as mediocre. Reid is now a ball without a neck.

This has allowed Su Ming to discover the weakness of his skills. Can creatures without necks be able to lock their throats with immunity? It makes sense...78中文网

But these are all experiments. There are lights ringing to isolate the surroundings, and there are strangulations to defend against the enemy. The death knell and Professor Xu standing behind are actually quite relaxed, and now they are just to obtain more information from the turtle in the urn.

Today's opponent of Reid's level, Su Ming has many ways to make him unable to survive.

"Master Su, do you know how to cook?" Professor Xu observed the meatball monster with long arms and legs for a while, and suddenly asked a question that seemed infinite.

"A little bit, but only to the extent that he can eat and can't eat people." Su Ming seeks truth from facts. Although his action of sprinkling salt on the barbecue is always professional, the taste of the grilled food is often not as good as that of a professional chef.

Xu Xian nodded. She was in the same situation, but cooking inspired her: "I think his defense ability comes more from the mucus on the body surface. Have you ever cooked mud loach or slug?"

"I have used mud loach, but the only slugs of different dimensions are made by Xiao Wang. I have never eaten them."

Su Ming smiled. Wang has a famous family dish called "Different Dimensional Random Stew", which contains slugs of different dimensions as ingredients.

Master Gu Yi also often eats some different-dimensional food. This recipe should have been invented at her request, but it was Xiao Wang's father, Master Hamill who used to cook for her.

Because of the cost of casting spells, the body of the wizard will gradually become different from that of ordinary people. Ordinary food can no longer meet their energy needs. Every meal is basically a mess of earth food and food of different dimensions.

At that stage, the ingredients of different dimensions are equivalent to the treasures of heaven and earth. Not only can they nourish the required energy, but also slightly offset the pain when the price strikes.

However, normal people should vomit when they see that kind of food, all kinds of bugs, all kinds of tentacles, eyeballs, ovaries, brains, etc., no matter how much seasoning is put in, it is difficult to conceal their original taste.

The taste is difficult to describe. The term of high EQ is called ‘very fresh’, and the term of low EQ is ‘fishy as skunk’s crotch’...

In addition, one hundred degrees of water temperature can not boil many creatures of different dimensions. They are obviously alive when they are eaten, and some will resurrect when they die. It is said that they will even become parasitic in the mage's body and open up a small pocket space. .

In this case, it is difficult for the wizard to pass on the cost of casting spells to them, but it will become a big trouble.

Professor Xu was obviously not here to discuss food. She took out a small bottle in her clothes pocket and took out a small bottle: "I have watched a lot of cooking shows, whether it is a loach or a frog. You can rub it with salt, and I think it’s a good thing to try now."

The specific principle can't say why, it's just a little common sense in life, the two present are not chefs, and I haven't thought about studying this in the past.

Probably the liquid saturation? Or is it a matter of the surface tension of the liquid layer?

However, if salt can solve the mucus layer and offset the opponent's magic protection, then this method has the feasibility of large-scale popularization, and students will know what to do if they encounter similar situations in the future.

Strangling and fighting in another world Reid is like weaving flower baskets or knitting sweaters. The black tentacles and the arms are entangled, and they are about to be knotted. 166

However, Reid's advantage should have been a clever head, but now he has gone mad, which is tantamount to being severely weakened.

Now it is just a beast in human skin that speaks English.

Su Ming took the salt bottle and looked at it indifferently, and then poured it out and tasted it: "You can try it, but you are iodized salt. It is too wasteful to kill people. Adjutant, send me a ton of coarse salt. Come here, preferably sea salt."

The blue light flashed by suddenly accompanied by the roar, and there was a brown-white hill piled up at the foot of the death knell, which was full of large crystals of coarse salt with many impurities visible to the naked eye.

The adjutant's speed of providing logistical support is quite fast. She can mobilize the death knell of various resources on countless planets in multiple universes, and a little salt is not worth mentioning.

"The salt is here." Su Ming took off the cloak behind him, turned it into a big dustpan, and shoveled the salt mountain from the ground: "Go, UU reading www.uukanshu.com and sprinkle these things on the meat ball. "

The red ball of flesh was bleeding, and the strangulation seemed to have gradually gained the upper hand, and even Reid's body was difficult to fight against a huge attack on the micro level.

Seeing that it was too late, the cloak was naturally unwilling to show weakness, its collar was upturned, and it immediately began to perform its task.

It is very smart, knowing that it can't fall down all at once, but to fly around the enemy's head quickly, spreading salt evenly little by little.

While the cloak was sprinkled with salt, Su Ming mobilized the Force again, but this time it was not the Force that locked the throat, but the new skill he and Hallie invented during their vacation in Little Mary—The Force Bathe!

When taking a bath together, Hallie asked him to help rub her back, but she disliked that Su Ming's palms were all hard muscles, the strangulation was too greasy, and the magic floating cloak did not absorb water.

Facing her small mouth babbling, Su Ming invented this skill, which immediately satisfied her.

The Jedi Yis are all waste. After so many years of studying the Force, they don't even have the idea of ​​using the Force to make life easier, and they have to rely on the beginner, the death knell, to study it, alas.

Also, they can't wait to offer up the force, which is extremely sacred.

But Su Ming has never seen him before, so who would worship the power he possessed? To be like them, is it possible that users of cosmic energy have to give their own power when they are all right?

Power is supposed to serve and be controlled by people. Once someone is driven by power in turn, it is not far from the end.

But that's all digressions. In short, before sending this monster meatball-like Reid on the road, give him an all-out effort to kill chickens, as it is an additional content of the deadly package.

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