Chapter 312 Super Barracks

Seeing the fish biting the hook, Ding Mao threw the fierce material again.

"Ha ha, it may be too strange to say that the situation of these old people is a sudden increase in mental and physical strength, and it seems that this is only because they are strongly stimulated by some mysterious force in their bodies. After thinking about it, I can't find a suitable explanation. It's a big head when you think about it! If I understand the root of this, wouldn't I have a super barracks in my hand that can go out at any time... Tutut..."

At the critical moment, Ding Mao stopped talking, and his mouth kept touching everywhere, which made people hear how flat and flat.

Sun Haiyang's eyebrows began to stir again: bastard!

How could Sun Haiyang not know? This is Ding Mao's intention to appet himself. After saying half a sentence, he came to be careful for him at the critical moment.

"Hahaha, it's not mine. Mr. Ding is willing to share such an amazing secret. How can he not show it substantively?"

"Haha...haha..." Ding Mao also laughed.

Substantive representation?

You old fox, you are on the road! But with your number, what kind of substantive expression can you show for my brother?

"Mengcuo, go and take back all the space marks on these eight wastes! These wastes are not enough to achieve success, failure to do more than enough, and retention is also a waste of resources. Their space imprints are all assigned to Mr. Ding, and only they are qualified to be the same existence as us.

Na Mengcuo was a little hesitant to hear the words, but he didn't dare to say it. After an obvious struggle, he walked coldly and ruthlessly towards the eight subordinates.

And when the eight dull bandits heard Sun Haiyang say that they wanted to cancel their space imprint, they all lost the last trace of strength to support their bodies.

These people, one after another, all fainted on the ground.

There was no desire to resist at all, but it was just because Sun Haiyang's light words, all like lambs to be slaughtered, waiting to die.

Ding Mao has been paying attention to the change of Sun Hai's expression. Unfortunately, from beginning to end, he could not see any regret, helplessness, calculated annoyance in the other party's expression... and such adverse emotional reactions really did not appear at all.

It seems that the instructions he just gave are just the final judgment of a group of worthless ants.

But the reaction of those eight people collapsed like that.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a bitter meat trick.

What's more, the space imprint seems to be a very good thing.

Because Ding Mao felt it, the reason why Mengcuo hesitated to struggle was not because he cared too much about the life and death of his eight subordinates. On the contrary, he was very reluctant to part with the eight space marks.

I don't know what method Mengcuo used, and eight lavender stars immediately appeared on his hand.

Which lavender starlight seems to have life, emitting demon* brilliance? If people's eyes are on the top for a little longer, there will be a kind of illusion that seems to be out of the soul and swallowed up by the starlight.

Another point is that when these stars are revealed, there are eight invisible gravity immediately echoes around this mysterious space, and the mother and son seem to be breathing at the same pace. These eight thumb-sized stars give people an illusion, just like the eight children of this mysterious space.

"These eight starlight are the stardust that only produces one stardust in the Haixin Hall every ten years. As long as the body is supported by the sea stardust and is in the Haixin Hall, its vitality will be nibbled away, and the body function of the holder will be repeatedly refined. One hour of training here is equivalent to one day in the outside world. In short, this is the spatial acceleration effect of Haixin Hall! The tutor gave you eight at once, which is really cheap for a pig-like fool like you..."

Ding Mao was still wondering what the space mark was used for. He didn't want to hear a voice in his heart. But Mengcuo was sneering at him with secret techniques. Under his words, he was jealous and jealous.

Hearing what this person said, Ding Mao suddenly became energetic!

Haixin Hall?

Seastar dust?

It will take ten years to produce one?

After blessing this kind of starfish dust on the body, in this Haixin Hall, training for an hour, the effect is equivalent to one day in the outside world?

Is it so awesome?

Isn't this... Isn't it a training ground for cheating?

No wonder the eight ordinary people who have been missing for a year have appeared in front of the world again, and they have all become such murderous bloody machines, cold-blooded killers, and their strength is so strong that they are amazing.

Compared with such a cheater, what you have figured out, the method of instilling large characters in your mind, has many constraints, and the timeliness is limited. You also need to make some believers who voluntarily worship the power of faith as a backing. If the character status is slightly worse, you still have to worry about making mistakes, and there are still Small aftereffects.

Compared with each other, my own set of methods is simply scum!

Ding Mao was hit!

"Ky, don't be proud! I advise you not to swallow all of them after getting these eight seastar dust. If you really want to have a place in the organization, relying solely on contributing such a piece of semi-finished software source code, the contribution value you can earn is far from enough! If you are smarter, you should know what I'm talking about! And don't be naive to think that if you give my warning to the tutor, the tutor will decide for you! You don't know the true face of the world. So... be smart..."

Mengcuo's words came again.

But this time it's not just envy and hatred, but a straightforward warning!

"Open your hand!" Mengcuo shouted. At this time, he had come to Ding Mao and stared at Ding Mao. When Ding Mao opened his palm and flicked his fingers, eight stars appeared in Ding Mao's palm.

"Haha, all right, Mao, put it away quickly! This kind of space imprint, if you have no choice but to, should never be exposed in front of people, otherwise it will bring you endless trouble. Let Mengcuo give you how to use it later. Now let's get back to the point. What did we just say... Ha ha, the old people were stimulated by the mysterious power, and their physical and spiritual power were stimulated hundreds of times in an instant... Yes, yes, A Mao, go on here!"

Sun Haiyang is in high spirits.

Obviously, he was really interested in the portable 'super barracks' tyrannical method exposed by Ding Mao.