Chapter 462 Start from scratch

The red ink entered the state of blood disability and has reached its peak, but after devouring the flesh and blood of Bubuno, the momentum that had been rapidly fading suddenly stopped, and then began to rise again. Hong Mo unconsciously opened his mouth and looked at the sky, with a simple exhalation sound in his mouth.

Even the air solidified, and the sound of the wind disappeared. Around the red ink, it fell into a dead silence without any sound. This state did not last long, and then suddenly, the red ink fell to the ground. At the moment when the red ink fell, it seemed that everything returned to normal, the wind appeared again, and the clouds began to flow.

The red ink was stunned, unprepared, and stunned in place. In the state of blood disability, the strength increased quickly and disappeared as quickly. It didn't take long for the momentum on Hongmo's body, like a tide, faded quickly.

Is the red ink returned to its original state? No, it's worse!

The red ink lying in the blood stain looked like a dead baby. Half of Bubuno's skull rolled aside, and the black eyes seemed to be talking about unwillingness. He is the favorite son of the Bubu family, a genius with a free body. He actually died on this small planet, and he still died in such a cruel way. This is a result that he never thought of before he came to earth.

Hongmo lay here quietly like this, and there was no other movement except the occasional wind. Fortunately, there are not many people alive on the earth now. Even if there are, they will be seriously injured. Otherwise, such a weak red ink would have been taken away by wild dogs long ago.

Quietly, the red ink has been sleeping for more than a month, and the red ink, which was almost buried by the dust, gradually woke up from the deep sleep.

Hong Mo woke up, but found that his body could not move. If it hadn't been for such a slight feeling, Hong Mo would have thought that his body did not belong to him. Weakness, extreme weakness, this dead pig-like state makes Hongmo think of the result of being trained by the instructor for a day because he had just gone to college a long time ago.

However, it is much more serious than at that time.

It took a full week for the red ink to crawl. It can be imagined how much he overdrawn his body. In this week, in addition to quietly absorbing rain and dew from the air, Hongmo recalled the process of fighting. Unfortunately, after thinking about it to a certain extent, Hong Mo can't remember what happened.

It seems that you have done something very...?

Hong Mo vaguely felt that he seemed to have done something, but he just couldn't remember. Even how the battle ended, Hongmo didn't remember. If it weren't for the broken skull around him, Hongmo wouldn't have known that Bubuno had been killed by himself.

Blood disability!

Hong Mo still remembers that when he just swallowed his arm, Bbuno said this solemnly. Blood disability? This ability doesn't seem to be easy to use. Hongmo seriously recalled the few memories in his mind and judged that he had indeed lost his mind after his strength increased, and in the end, he didn't remember anything at all.

However, being able to kill Bubuno is also the result of my imagination.

Hong Mo lay on the ground and fell into a quiet meditation. Patomi, a powerful galaxy entering the era of space navigation, when he decided to get justice from Patomi in his heart, Hongmo knew that there was no shortage of obstacles in front of him. However, I didn't expect that just an inconspicuous soldier Patomi would put himself in such a desperate situation.

Hong Mo doesn't know that he is a little arrogant. Bubuno is not a soldier, but a veritable super elite of the Bubu family. Among other things, the free body is an extremely rare ability that can rank in the top ten in Patomi's infant fighting ability. Bubuno is a genius who has long thought that the Bubu family has great hope of entering the ranks of the strong in the universe.

However, such a genius fell on the earth.

Although there are billions of human beings buried on the earth, if the Bubu family really knew this result, they would never send Bubuno here.

And with the same idea as the Bubu family, I'm afraid that the Cardas family, Cardas Figer, is also an elite among the elites. Until these geniuses really grow up, their families will not let them perform that kind of really dangerous task.

However, in everyone's eyes, it is an absolutely easy task, but it is beyond everyone's expectation. The two core elites of the two families were buried here.

Bubno died, and Cardas Fige died earlier, when the destructive beam of the sun came out. Bbuno's ability was biased towards defense, so he survived. Although Cardas Figer's ability was also very strong, he was a super attack ability that he didn't know and died earlier.

Hong Mo originally planned to go to the gene bank of the Red Devil Museum and start his own plan. He didn't expect that he would be seriously injured before he started. Moreover, it seems that this kind of injury is different from the previous injury, and it is very difficult to recover.

Hongmo looked at his mutilated left arm. After such a long time, there was no sign of growth. I don't know whether it is because he is in a state of weakness, which affects his high-speed regeneration ability, or because of his blood disability ability. In short, it's not a good thing.

After lying down for more than half a month, the red ink staggered and flew again in the direction of the Red Devil Hall.

After returning to the Red Devil Hall, Hong Mo also casually found a secluded place and began to sleep to heal his wounds. Plan something, put it later. Hongmo is like this now. If you meet a guy of the same level as Bubno again, Hongmo is not confident to win again.

The injury is more serious than Hong Mo imagined. It is not the injury caused by the Bubuno attack. Hong Mo can be judged as the sequelae of blood disability. Hong Mo slept for more than two years before he woke up again. Although Zhan Ying's spirit had recovered, his left arm still did not grow.

It's not that it can't be regenerated, but it's very slow. Hong Mo estimated that the arm that was eaten by himself could not be regenerated for dozens or hundreds of years. Hongmo can be sure that there is a conflict between his high-speed regeneration and the ability of blood disability, but Hongmo himself doesn't quite understand what's going on.

Again, human beings, including red ink, are just newcomers who have just entered the universe, and they don't know many things.

When Hongmo Zhanying woke up, the body of the retreat not far away also woke up. The relationship between ontology and Zhanying is very close. More than half a year ago, the body has completely restored its original strength and came here to guard it.

In fact, Hong Mo now feels quite strange. It is obviously a consciousness, but it is divided into exactly the same two parts, which are on the body and the war baby. The two are the same, but they are independent of each other. This feeling makes Hongmo think of the out-of-body incarnation, but Hongmo doesn't know what the out-of-body incarnation is, so he can only understand it with his own understanding.

The two of them figured it out, and there was nothing to say. No matter what the decision was, it was made by Hongmo. After nodding to each other, the body continued to stay here, while Zhan Ying flew out and began to implement the plan that had been stranded for two years.

Two years, the time is not long, not short, plus the previous time, the earth has drifted away from the solar system for more than four years. The original traces of the earth, which were still faintly visible, were also covered up by time. Now the earth looks like a completely wandering planet.

Hongmo looked for the gene bank for more than a year, and finally gave up helplessly.

The terrain of the earth has changed too much. The original gene bank is built close to the core, and the defense is very tight. After the drastic changes in the earth, I don't know where it has been caused by the crustal changes. It's just a waste of time to keep looking for it like this. So Hongmo decided not to look for it and start from the beginning.

Start from the beginning. This is really starting from the beginning. Everything should start from the beginning.

The refining of ores, the manufacture of utensils... These work, which can be carried out by ordinary people on the earth, must be completed by Hongmo alone. Fortunately, Hongmo is not an ordinary person now, otherwise it is estimated that it is impossible to complete these tasks until old age.

Hong Mo's first plan is to get out the instrument to cultivate the guardian angel and the blood demon first, otherwise he will be busy alone.

Hong Mo thought he knew a lot of knowledge, but when he really started, he knew that what he knew was nothing compared with the knowledge accumulated by human beings for thousands of years. What was originally thought to be very simple, the things originally involved, are extremely meticulous in all aspects.

Fortunately, in order to prevent the fault of human knowledge, the Red Devil Museum has been prepared for a long time, and all kinds of primary and advanced knowledge are available. Otherwise, even high-end scientific and technological personnel such as Hongmo will be blind to let Hongmo allocate some special metals and refine materials now. And even with this information, Hongmo started by himself and found that it was really... so difficult from the beginning!

However, no matter how difficult it is, it will continue. At this time, no one can help Hong Mo, only Hong Mo can help himself.

Six years!

It took six years for Hongmo to bring out the most basic guardian angel cultivation system. Only then did Hong Mo find that the most basic things are also time-consuming.

At this time, there is a very difficult problem that has not been solved.

Gene!

The base of the Red Devil Hall originally retained some biological genes, but under the solar variation, it has been completely destroyed. Therefore, red ink now has no suitable biological genes for cultivation.

"Ah...!" Hong Mo sighed, and then took out the huge egg he had put away a few years ago, as well as the remaining skull and part of the flesh and blood of Bbuno.

"What will be cultivated?" Zhan Ying asked.

"Who knows!" The body of red ink spreads out.

Because there is only Hongmo's body and Zhanying here now, unconsciously, the independence of the two consciousnesses separated by Hongmo is more and more, so that words that do not need to be said will also be said, as if it were normal communication.