In the blink of an eye, a week has passed since He Fan was brought here.
And He Fan seems to have begun to want to leave. Now he is surrounded by four or five special nurses who are very good at taking care of patients.
Only in this way can He Fan reluctantly stay here.
Otherwise, if he wants to leave, no one here can stop him!
"Zhang Sheng, why don't you let him go back? We can also sell him a favor for that He family."
The old man put his arms behind his back and said to Zhang Sheng beside him.
"No, he is too strong and must stay here. As long as we study him thoroughly, we can mass-produce those so-called cultivators!"
Zhang Sheng had a tough attitude and didn't even look back. He looked quietly at He Fan lying on the bed through the glass that was thickened several times.
"We have tried all these times. Even the demigod-level monk's knife was brought over, but it still couldn't cut his skin. How can we study it?"
The old man said with a bitter face and very helplessly.
Zhang Sheng shook his head and said coldly: "Don't forget our purpose. As long as we can mass-produce cultivators, we will become the king of this world!"
"At that time, who will be able to care about us? The special corps will not be able to do anything to us by then!"
The arrogant look on Zhang Sheng's face became more and more obvious, and even appeared crazy.
The old man muffled his voice and finally said nothing more.
And He Fan, who was lying on the bed, was now agitated again. Seeing this, a guard guarding him pressed a special button in his hand.
Soon, a medical staff came in with a cup.
¡°This contains sleeping pills that have been concentrated tens of thousands of times, which should make him fall asleep briefly.
, if it doesn¡¯t work, we can only keep feeding him and force him to stay here. "
The medical staff smiled wryly and shook their heads, then cautiously walked up to He Fan, as if coaxing a child, and asked He Fan to take the cup and drink it.
After a while, He Fan finally closed his eyes and fell asleep.
In fact, if He Fan was awake, even if the sleeping pill was concentrated hundreds of millions of times, it would still be ineffective on him.
It¡¯s just that He Fan in his current state can no longer use spiritual power.
As he slept, He Fan suddenly found that the chaotic power of consciousness in his mind slowly calmed down, and he finally regained some of his sanity from the complete confusion.
Everything that happened in recent days began to flood into his memory.
In an instant, He Fan fell into an angry mood, but he quickly suppressed it.
He remembered why he had fallen into this state.
Moments before he left, the man¡¯s arm touched his heavenly spirit.
We must find a way, we can¡¯t be so groggy anymore!
Taking advantage of this brief moment of sobriety, He Fan began to think quickly about how to deal with it.
Soon, he came up with a solution: Transformation!
As long as one¡¯s own consciousness can be integrated into Heaven¡¯s Dao, the little bit of chaotic consciousness that remains in one¡¯s own consciousness is almost incomparable to the information that Heaven¡¯s Dao perceives every moment!
In an instant, the art of transforming Tao began to operate, and He Fan's consciousness also began to sublimate at this moment.
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Not long after, all the guards in He Fan's room knelt down. They didn't know what was going on.
Only
It was when they wanted to see He Fan that they realized that they couldn't muster the strength to look up!
Not only them, but all the cameras pointed at He Fan exploded at this moment!
At this moment, He Fan has successfully transformed into a Dao!
As the ruler of this world, no one or thing can face it directly.
The chaotic thoughts that filled He Fan's sea of ??consciousness also merged into the way of heaven with He Fan's guidance at this moment.
Immediately afterwards, those little thoughts were scattered and peeled off by the constant movement of Heavenly Dao until they disappeared.
Zhang Sheng led the old man into the room quickly. Behind them, a forklift came in carrying a load of instruments.
That was a laser cutting machine. They wanted to try to see if this instrument could cut He Fan's body apart!
However, as they walked into the room, the two of them were stunned.
Because everything in the whole roomEveryone was kneeling on the spot, and big beads of sweat were dripping from their foreheads.
Immediately, they saw He Fan sitting on the bed, looking at them coldly!
Today, He Fan's eyes are no longer dull, and the sharp feeling makes both of them' legs become weak unconsciously.
"Come in."
He Fan spoke softly. The voice was wrapped in spiritual power and spread throughout the surrounding miles almost instantly!
"Callcall the guards!"
Zhang Sheng¡¯s mouth trembled and he spoke in a panic.
The old man also reacted very quickly. Almost at the same time as Zhang Sheng shouted, he pressed the emergency button in his hand.
But as time passed, the entire base became so quiet that no one came over.
The two of them turned around in panic.
It was only then that I saw that even the forklift driver who came with the equipment was already asleep in his position.
"I'll give you ten seconds."
He Fan exhaled calmly.
When he shouted just now, except for Zhang Sheng, everyone else in the entire base was stunned by He Fan's power of consciousness!
Zhang and Sheng knew clearly at this moment that they could not escape.
The two of them suppressed their trembling thighs and slowly walked towards He Fan.
After a while, they walked into the room.
As they walked in, the rest of the people in the room also fell to the ground and passed out.
"I didn't expect that I would wake up. You are very brave."
He Fan looked at the two people in front of him and said softly.
The two looked at each other, but no one dared to respond. They just stood there hesitating.
"Why are you silent? When you used my spiritual power and cut my body, weren't you very excited?"
He Fan sneered and said mockingly.
"Hmph! Don't be so arrogant. You are just a mortal cultivator. Give me some more time and I will become an immortal!"
At this moment, Zhang Sheng, who was extremely aggrieved, suddenly opened his mouth and kept breathing heavily, looking very dissatisfied.
"Oh? It's a pity that you don't have this time."
He Fan raised his eyebrows slightly, raised his hand and flicked it, and a tiny light spot of spiritual power floated out and landed on Zhang Sheng's body.
In an instant, without making any sound, Zhang Sheng's whole body and soul were completely turned into powder by He Fan's blow!
Immediately afterwards, He Fan raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the man whose legs were completely weak and squatting
The old man sitting on the ground.
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