Alas, this kind of thing is working, and I dare not say it is a waste of money, but it really doesn't make much sense. The cost of holding a performance alone is a calculation of one million or tens of millions.

Not only that, ordinary people may not know much about it, but Zhuzhu knows that there is a series of activities that will last for more than ten days before it ends. It is no exaggeration to say that every time I get to get an injection.

But when working, we can't say anything. We have to go to the venue tonight to be on duty. There is no water, electricity or air conditioning, and the leader has to patrol. We have to update it, so we are very sorry.

I will rest tomorrow, and I will make up for it whenever possible...

A fragment of the "Golden Pill" can support about twenty failed indigenous experiments on average. When another fragment was wailing on the stone bed, the natives with black and swollen body turned into ashes, and suddenly turned into nothingness in the tweezers in their hands. Zhang Lisheng sighed and frowned and murmured: "Immunity seems to be a problem of immunity.

If you adjust the emergency intensity of tuh a little, you should be successful.”

He had already said the same self-comfort words many times. After that, he spent dozens of minutes. In front of the stone table serving as the test table, he carefully used an automatic straw to strictly measure it according to the new ideas. After re-adjusting a potion, Zhang Lisheng walked to the door of the tree house and shouted loudly: "Another brave man comes in."

As soon as the young man finished speaking, the curtain was lifted up, and a young native of the "Another World" walked in with his head down and respectfully.

At this time, the sky was dark and there was no torch lit in the tree house. The natives could not adapt to it for a moment and blinked hard. Just as they wanted to identify the attacker's direction in order to kneel down, Zhang Lisheng had directly knocked off his spine with his palm, destroying his mind.

Immediately afterwards, the young man turned his hands and feet with a slightly trembling "experimental material" onto the stone bed, locked it with a chain that could stretch and retract from the four corners, and then skillfully cut the muscle groups on the back of the native warrior with a scalpel, revealing the white spine.

Touching a pair of medical twisting forceps to break the bones, Zhang Lisheng turned around and walked to the stone platform, and used a pair of bright silver pliers to pinch a new piece of fragments from the metal container containing the fragments of the "Golden Pill".

After carefully looking at the extremely dim light reflected in the bark room, the "little pebbles" flashed with light that were not easy to detect. Zhang Lisheng returned to the stone bed a little reluctantly and put the fragments of the "golden elixir" into the broken mouth of the native warrior's spine with tweezers.

At the same time, he injected a full tube of the newly prepared 'stabilizer' with his other hand into the artery of the 'experimental material'.

In an instant, the dying young native suddenly began to roar in pain. He struggled violently and soon the epidermis of his body began to become overly congested, and countless thick, blue and black blood vessels appeared like earthworms.

Zhang Lisheng looked down at everything expressionlessly, quietly waiting for the experimental results.

More than ten minutes later, when the native warrior who had already swollen and swollen to more than two meters high, his roar gradually weakened and began to weaken. The young man's eyes showed a look of extreme disappointment, and the accumulated resentment had reached a certain limit. He shook his head irritatedly, "Why did he fail again, how could he fail again!

Could it be that my entire optimization direction was wrong?” Henhen took out the fragments of the 'Golden Pill' from the 'experimental material', but found that he used tweezers to pull out a slender flesh line with elasticity from the native people's body.

Such a situation has never happened in other experiments. The young man was stunned. After a closer look, he found that the flesh thread was actually stuck to the tiny fragments of the "Golden Pill" and was brought out.

Immediately thinking that this might be a sign of cell acceptance, Zhang Lisheng was shocked and hurriedly put the fragments back into the broken mouth of the native warrior's spine. Hesitated for a moment, and opened the tweezers easily. The experiment could only continue irreversibly. The only thing he could do was to wait and see.

After a while, the natives' bodies that had expanded to their limits began to ulcerate slowly. After the ** tissues left the surface and fell off, they immediately turned into black dry powder and disappeared.

Fortunately, the native warriors never collapsed completely like those of the experimental subjects in the past. They kept wailing for two or three hours. When the howling finally turned into a slight moan, he slowly calmed down and fell asleep in the moan.

This sleep lasted for a long month. When the native warrior opened his eyes again, he found himself naked in a cold pool.

The pool was dug in the center of a spacious tree house, three meters wide and more than twenty meters in length. The pool was covered with stone slabs, and the water depth was about two meters. It gushed out from the ground spring, but it was always dissatisfied.

By the pool, a woman who was taking care of her intently, looked at each other with confused eyes with the young native warrior soaked in the water, and immediately jumped up from the edge of the pool in surprise and rushed out of the tree house.

"Wake up, the leader of Dulalu wakes up, he wakes up..." The dark and ugly indigenous woman reported the news that the first warrior who successfully received the attacker's "Gift Ceremony" to the tribe's miscellaneous leader.

Soon, the news was uploaded layer by layer to Zhang Lisheng's ears.

A week ago, Zhang Lisheng, who had consumed the fragments of the "Golden Pill" on his hand, had transplanted nine natives who were unconscious and were waiting for the results anxiously. He knew that there were "experimental materials" and did not delay the moment he woke up. He immediately ordered the summoning of this very lucky native warrior.

At the command of the attacker, a few minutes later, the young native man appeared in front of him in brand new leather armor.

He crawled on the ground, his voice trembling slightly and praised: "Great attacker, you are the supreme faith in my heart. I will always turn into your spear, conquer your strongest enemies, and sing the most pious hymn for you."

"Young believer, since you recognize my supreme faith in your heart, it seems that you have already felt the great power of spell casting that I have given you." Zhang Lisheng, who sat cross-legged on the animal skin and had no idea that the natives kneeling in front of him had added those abilities after transplanting the fragments of the "Golden Pill" and said pretending to be majestic.

"Yes, yes, a great attacker. Although that ability is an unparalleled magical power for me, I use it at this time as if I were to move my hands and feet naturally.

Not only that, I also felt that my body was filled with endless strength. I felt that I could now pull out the thickest giant tree in the jungle with empty hands and strangle the most ferocious beasts." After the life-threatening of the 'gift ceremony', the young native warriors had already considered themselves the most devout believers of the attackers, and they would preach whatever they said and said when facing the living belief in their hearts.

"Is that true?" Zhang Lisheng stood up from the animal skin with a laugh. At this time, Tugra, who was beside him, immediately presented a feather with his hands, tactfully.

The young man picked up this bright and gorgeous feather and inserted it into the head of the young native, "I have been waiting for the moment when you can tell me your name in person for many days, what is your name believer?"

"Dulalu, my name is Dualu. The great attacker." The indigenous warrior replied with a thrilling heart.

Zhang Lisheng nodded, "Dulalu, you are now the leader of the 'Tudnan' warrior who has been inserted into his own hands.

When the following Tugela will prepare your subordinates, and then you will take them to show the extraordinary power I have given to the tribe members, that is, to perform troops."

"As for the great attacker, I will definitely let all Tudnan people understand your unpredictable power." Hearing the attacker's orders, Dulalu stood up and slowly retreated with the tribe leader.

Seeing the two people's backs disappear, Zhang Lisheng's expression became excited immediately, and he paced back and forth excitedly. He murmured in his mouth, "It's successful, it's really successful in the transplant.

If one wakes up, the chances of the remaining eight wake up are many times higher. This is really great…”

After clenching his fists and turning around the room for a while, the young man's heart gradually calmed down. When he heard the sound of beast horns and calculated that it was almost time, he strode out of the tree house.

Outside the house is the extremely spacious open space in the center of the tribe. At this moment, the Tudnan people who were staying in the tribe were all looking at the ten native warriors riding on the backs of huge purple spiders in horror. They were connected by more than a dozen trees and vines that were stretching and extending in the air, and rushed towards a battle formation composed of hundreds of elite warriors.

One fight against ten but gained the upper hand. The ten soldiers who were blessed by magic and holding round-headed and long wooden sticks charged in just one charge and completely defeated the enemy's battle formation.

At this time, Zhang Lisheng, who had just put down the curtain, realized that the continuous and slowly squirming and stretching green vines were connected between them, which were not substance at all, but lifelike phantoms.

However, the vines are illusory objects, but their functions are real and huge. They are like blood meridians in the human body, condensing the ten native warriors led by Dulalu into a whole, so that they can share their strength and life, and naturally take advantage of the battle.

From afar, he roared after taking advantage of the wind, "This is the magical spell casting power given to me by the great attacker!

Leader Aitura, not to mention one against ten, even if one against one against a hundred, as long as I have the protection of the attacker, I can do it..." Zhang Lisheng smiled with satisfaction and was speechless for a long time.

When the ten native warriors knocked down all hundred opponents, he suddenly turned his head and looked at the Tudnan native who had already made a kneeling gesture and wanted to crawl to praise the attacker's unpredictable power, and shouted: "Tugra, let Dularu lead one hundred soldiers to try to attack a thousand opponents."

"As for the order, attacker." Tugra was stunned for a moment and hurriedly ordered the deployment. Soon, hundreds of elite warriors gathered around Dulalu.

The huge beast horn sounded again, and the soldiers surrounded by trees and branches virtually launched an attack without any timidity at the ten times the opponent forming a defensive battle formation on the opposite side. For a moment, giant spiders were rampant in the open space, making a strange sound from Lian Tian.

Unfortunately, this time, it may be because of too many branches that turned into light green trees. The shadows of the branches and vines not only looked much blurred, but also had a much worse ability to penetrate the power and vitality. The 100-man team led by Dulalu not only did not break through the enemy's battle formation with one blow, but instead got trapped in it. After defeating one or two hundred opponents, they became defeated.
Chapter completed!