Mo Fei was relieved after hearing the third uncle's explanation, but he still had some doubts in his heart. Could this old man be numbing himself?

But it’s not as good as thinking about it. If this old man really didn’t give up, he would have to let himself go before, so there was no need to do this.

Although this is the truth, Mo Fei could not completely let it go. After a while of confusion, Mo Fei decided to leave here tomorrow.

The two of them have already formed a bond, and it is not that easy to get along with each other as if they are nothing. Moreover, Mo Fei had not planned to stay for a long time, but just came to complete the task assigned by his mother. Now that the relationship between the two is a bit awkward after such a thing, he is still a little alert to his third uncle, and he has reason to escape.

However, after leaving, you still have to figure out some things before leaving.

"That third uncle, the one hundred million you said before-"

He Suyu glared at him, "I didn't take away your fate particles, there's a lot of 100 million."

"Hey, hey, we agreed that if you change the particle of fate to 100 million, if you fail to extract it successfully, you are not capable of it, but you can't just let it go."

The old man snorted coldly, "It's not impossible if you really want this money. Otherwise, I'll give you the money, but you have to continue to cooperate with me in the experiment in the future. After I repair the machine, you have to let me try to extract it a few more times. What do you think?"

"Uh, then forget it." Mo Fei was not stupid either. If he really wanted to go to the test bench, his life and death were not decided by the old man. Although he probably couldn't die, there was no need to suffer this. It was not fun to be used as a test subject for others.

If you don’t give it, don’t give it. If you add your destiny particles, you are afraid that you will not have money to spend it. At worst, you can go back and buy a few lottery tickets and get it. With your own despicable luck, you will win a special prize, and winning a 18 million yuan is not like playing.

Thinking of this, Mo Fei made up his mind and went home tomorrow and went to buy lottery tickets.

After dinner, my third uncle left on his own. He Xiaoke was very enthusiastic about arranging a room for Mo Fei. She had been living here for the past few days and seemed to have become familiar with Hedian Manor. It seemed that she had a long-term separatist point. Mo Fei did not refuse and could still stay this night.

After arranging the residence, He Xiaoke did not leave, but instead pestered Mo Fei to tell her about her previous experiences.

But Mo Fei didn't hide it. His experience in the past few days was extremely bizarre, with some legendary colors inside, which made him feel the urge to find someone to tell (boast). He Xiaoke was also a suitable candidate - he didn't believe it if he said it.

He told the story of himself being thrown off the cliff by his third uncle, encountering the body of an ancient martial arts master, and eating the magical Zhuguo, practicing peerless martial arts. He naturally had to add fuel to the fire during this period, so why did Xiaoke add a little sense of substitution?

He Xiaoke was amazed at the hearing. His cousin's experience was like a martial arts novel, and it was too mysterious. He couldn't help but ask enviously, "Cousin, can I let that secret book be shown? I also want to learn martial arts."

"Of course, but without Zhu Guo's ability to increase his skills, you probably have to practice for three or five years to practice the feeling of qi, and you have to practice to my current level. I'm afraid it will take twenty or thirty years."

He Xiaoke immediately showed a hesitant expression when he heard this, "Then forget it, I don't have so much spare time. If you wait a few years to take me to that valley, maybe the fruit of the rudder will be ripe by then, so can I practice it then?"

Mo Feixin said that this girl is really Buddhist and can even bear the temptation of martial arts secrets. She has to wait a few years to have a fruit to eat before practicing. How lazy are you?

This is not bad, it's just a little hard work anyway.

But by the way, that martial arts secret book seems to be still with my third uncle.

Although I have learned the martial arts in it, it is the spoils I brought back for my life. It’s better to keep them as a souvenir, so I’d better go and ask them for them back.

"Okay, I'll take you there in a few years. Most people can't find that place. I guess they can find Zhuguo to eat at that time."

He Xiaoke naughtyly stretched out his little finger and "retracted the hook."

Mo Fei rolled his eyes helplessly, "I'm so old and I'm still playing with this thing." But he still stretched out his little finger, "Hooking it up for a hundred years will not change."

Saying goodbye to He Xiaoke, Mo Fei walked to the door of the laboratory and reached out and knocked on the door, but the door opened by itself.

Xizi: "Mr. Mo Fei, the doctor is already waiting for you."

When Mo Fei walked in, he found that He Suyu was commanding several instruments in the Aqi maintenance laboratory. Although these silent bald heads did not move very quickly, their hands and feet were steady and accurate, which gave Mo Fei a calm and reliable feeling.

It's really convenient to think about it. This thing can be cooked and repaired, and can be pulled out to fight at critical moments. My third uncle has made a bunch of good servants.

Seeing Mo Fei walk in, He Suyu picked up the tart cloth bag on the experimental table.

"You are here to get this thing back, please give it back to you. I've copied it."

Mo Fei took the book and said strangely, "San uncle, do you plan to practice martial arts too?"

"Hmph, I don't have that free time, but after you fell into a coma, I tested you some things. Your body is active with powerful cellular energy. The so-called internal strength is probably related to a topic I have studied before, "The Structural Fusion of Cell Energy and Spiritual Energy", which may be of some inspiration and help to my research."

"Cell energy? What's that? Are you talking about the internal energy in my body?"

"If you're talking about the thing you use to strengthen your body - yes, it's internal strength."

"Internal strength has nothing to do with cells. It is - um -" Mo Fei opened his mouth, but was embarrassed to find that he really had no idea about internal strength, or his concepts all come from martial arts novels and martial arts films and TV series. Anyway, there are such settings in martial arts stories, just like the magic value in magic novels. As for what this thing is, he can't tell at all.

"So what is it?" Uncle San looked at him with a sarcastic look, making it clear that he wanted to see his joke.

Mo Fei forced his explanation, "Internal energy is extracted from the vital energy between heaven and earth through breathing and breathing. A magical energy stored in the dantian can be circulated through meridians to various parts of the body, and it has nothing to do with cells."

The third uncle laughed loudly, "Don't you really believe that there is a so-called dantian in your belly, right? Do you really believe in the so-called meridian acupoints?"

Mo Fei-jue replied, "I didn't believe it before, but I naturally believe it since I learned the internal skills and mental methods."

Then He Huwei looked disdainful at this answer, "Hmph, indeed, excluding the influence of the fate particles, you are just an self-righteous idiot. Modern technology has not detected any acupoints, meridians and other things in the human body, let alone the Dantian.

What you are talking about is just a lie that people have been knitting for thousands of years to deceive themselves, just like the nonsense of eating the moon."

Mo Fei said unconvincedly, "Then how do you explain my internal strength? I have practiced it completely according to the book."
Chapter completed!