Bu Fang was not surprised at all when he heard such an answer.

He did win the most sure win among all the luck, but if he wanted to rely on this luck to achieve the final victory, there was no doubt that his current pace was still much worse.

"So is there any way to make me stronger quickly?" Bu Fang asked again.

In fact, Bu Fang had tried to become stronger before, just like the training that Sili asked him to receive before.

But there are still many differences between trying to become stronger and becoming stronger quickly.

"Of course there is." Seri replied simply: "I have told you the most direct way. You just need to swallow the remains of the other lucky ones. Don't have any psychological burden, just treat them as the flesh and blood of the Creator."

"What else?" Bu Fang said directly without any consideration.

Siri looked at Bu Fang's face seriously, but his expression was full of naturalness.

"How did you feel when you delivered the takeaway today?" Sili asked.

"It's not bad." Bu Fang said simply.

"It feels very hard in the front, but it feels very relaxed in the back, right?" Siri asked.

Bu Fang nodded: "Yes."

"Do you know why?" Siri asked again.

"Because I've been trained." Bu Fang had almost no hesitation.

Siri immediately laughed out loud: "Don't you feel that you are exercising a little faster?"

It only takes one morning to exercise to easily have almost unlimited physical strength, which is a bit too much.

"Because I worked hard," Bu Fang said with confidence.

Siri looked at Bu Fang: "So this is also your way to become stronger."

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...

Lulu was sent to the ward and slept with Dong Shanshan. Although Dong Shanshan has woken up now, her memory has never recovered, and everything remains after she wakes up again.

Bu Fang was called by the department to participate in a new round of more rigorous training.

All this was temporarily unpredictable. Feng Sheng, who finally escaped from the cliff, continued to walk aimlessly in the city after finding a secluded corner to change his clothes. Until nightfall and lights rose, he pretended to be careless and came to the door of an underground warehouse.

He knocked on the door lightly.

"Where is Han Guang?" asked the back of the door.

"Diet." Feng Sheng said concisely: "I am asking to see the boss now."

"The boss is eating, are you sure you want to go?" asked the doorman.

"Confirm." Feng Sheng said simply.

So the door in front of him opened with a bang.

This is a large underground warehouse filled with all kinds of goods. Perhaps these goods once had their own owners, but now they only belong to the Crazy Stage.

Feng Sheng walked forward with a familiarity and finally stayed behind a door.

This is a heavy door made of steel, which looks so solid and reliable.

Feng Sheng reached out and knocked on the door lightly. After a while, a low voice like a wild beast came from behind the door: "Are you back?"

"Yes, I'm back." Feng Sheng said, "Although I almost died there."

"Can that little girl kill you?" asked the doorman.

"That guy Zhou Quanshun concealed the data." Feng Sheng gritted his teeth and said, "The little girl has the ability to exert her own influence through the gas mask."

"But I still executed the girl before finally running away."

"But that's not what I want to tell you."

"What I really want to tell you is that the legendary immortality and the Holy Spirit has found it."

Before Feng Sheng finished speaking, the sound of Gebaba sounded in his ears. Looking at the dust falling on his head, Feng Sheng couldn't help but panic: "Boss."

He whispered.

"Don't be afraid, I'm just in a hurry to go out." The back of the door said softly.

While saying this, the door began to show signs of wrinkles, which were caused by someone tearing it hard behind the door.

In fact, normally, no one can tear steel apart with bare hands.

But now, it's all like a piece of paper, so fragile and even vulnerable.

With the next loud noise, the entire door was pulled down from behind, and dust filled with dust. Behind the dust was the voice of a man who looked a little thin. He stood there quietly, with blood on the corner of his mouth. He rubbed the torn door in his hand for a few times, kneaded it into a perfunctory iron ball and threw it backwards.

With the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground from afar, he quietly looked at Feng Sheng in front of him: "Xiao Feng, tell me about this matter."

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...

Bu Fang’s head is a heavy hammer.

This tool, commonly known as a foundation hammer, is lifted by lifting a heavy object weighing several tons to a height of tens of meters and then released to tamp the foundation.

After all, a weight of several tons and a height of tens of meters can save time and effort to complete a heavy blow to the ground by relying solely on gravity acceleration.

Now, what is placed above Bu Fang's head is a steel heavy hammer with a total weight of more than forty tons.

The height of the hanging is thirty meters.

Bu Fang's physics is not very good. It is impossible to calculate how much gravity will be accelerated by gravity after a 40-ton steel hammer falls from an altitude of 30 meters.

But one thing is certain, that is, most people will definitely be tough guys who will not say a word after being smashed.

While speaking, the lock on the top of the head fell off.

Under the influence of gravity acceleration, Bu Fang watched the already huge hammer become bigger and bigger in front of him.

In the end, it completely blocked my vision.

"Bang!"

There was only a deafening sound.

Outside the glass window, Lulu spoke with lingering fear: "This must be dead."

Before he finished speaking, the heavy hammer fell from the ground and then bounced up. Bu Fang's voice came from below weakly: "It hurts!"

It really hurts.

Of course, most people lose their awareness of everything if they don’t even feel the pain.

At this time, in order to give in, he could fully feel the judgment that fell from the sky, so he was also a whole iron plate under him.

Now that he was photographed in the iron plate, he just raised his middle finger high to express his contempt for the person who was in charge of all this.

But this is his own choice.

Because I have said before, there are many choices for Bu Fang to become stronger. The most direct and fastest is to devour the flesh and blood of the Creator. However, since Bu Fang rejected it, we have to mention Bu Fang’s luck.

Immortality.

On the one hand, Bu Fang essentially has infinite physical energy and vitality, while on the other hand, Bu Fang's body itself will become stronger with repeated destruction.
Chapter completed!