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Chapter 33 Turning Grief and Anger into Strength Good things are coming...

"Returning to God Pill"!

what is this?

The basic alchemy knowledge in Mo Ruzhi's mind immediately gave him the answer.

"Returning to the God Pill", used to restore mental power.

Mo Ruzhi's eyes lit up instantly, and he felt that it was a waste of time to restore his mental strength through sleep.

What is this called? This is called falling asleep and meeting the pillow.

Looking down, a "Returning to God Pill" can completely restore the spiritual power of a dusty stage warrior.

From a mortal to a warrior is not only a physical evolution, but also a spiritual transformation.Although I don't know how much the mental power will increase, Mo Ruzhi guesses that it will at least double.Otherwise, I'm sorry for the word "transformation".

Mo Ruzhi scratched his head, he is not yet a warrior.These days, due to the consumption of the killing field, it has recovered, and the mental strength has indeed increased a little, but it should be much worse than that of a warrior.

If you just take it like this, half of the potency of the "Returning God Pill" will be wasted.

How about...cut half of it with a knife and take it in two doses?This thought flashed through Mo Ruzhi's mind.

The next moment, he overturned this idea again.

Because the basic alchemy technique told him that when the elixir is formed, a protective film will naturally form on the outside of the elixir.It is this layer of protective film that protects the elixir, so that the medicinal properties of the elixir will not evaporate.If Mo Ruzhi cut the elixir, it would definitely destroy the protective film of the elixir. The part that was taken on the spot was naturally powerful, but the remaining part would evaporate within a few minutes and be useless.

Huh?Wait, it's actually not impossible.

Mo Ruzhi rubbed his chin in thought.Once he entered and exited the killing field, no matter how long he stayed in the killing field, it only took a moment to return to the real world.After taking the first half and recovering his mental strength, he immediately entered the killing field.In the next second, you can come back.Then the second half continued.There was almost no time for the elixir to evaporate.

Hey, I'm really a little clever ghost!

Mo Ruzhi praised himself for being smart, and went to the kitchen to find a fruit knife.

Back in the basement, Mo Ruzhi sat down cross-legged, the pill and the fruit knife were placed not far from him.

Eyes closed, Mo Ruzhi opened them the next moment, eyes full of exhaustion.

Panting for a moment, Mo Ruzhi reached over with the elixir and the fruit knife, his body was shaking a little, but the hand holding the fruit knife was still as steady as Mount Tai.

Raising the knife and dropping it, the longan-sized Huishen Pill was split into two halves, the difference between the two halves was barely a hair's breadth.

Mo Ruzhi picked up half of it and quickly stuffed it into the mouth, the pill melted in the mouth.

At this time, Mo Ruzhi's mental power was like a dry and cracked riverbed, and the efficacy of the Huishen Pill was like a rain from the sky.The torrential rain fell into the riverbed and rejoined into a river.

The feeling of being nourished by the spiritual power is very good, and it can't be better.Mo Ruzhi narrowed his eyes in enjoyment.

Then, the feeling of comfort came to an abrupt end.

Mo Ruzhi opened his eyes with an ugly expression.This feeling of being suddenly interrupted is like that time, when I was about to climb to the peak, about to explode, and was suddenly cut off.

Crazy!

Mo Ruzhi gritted his teeth bitterly.

Why don't you comfort yourself, forget it, it's not for you to enjoy, the business matters.If you don't hurry up, the other half of the pill will evaporate.

The last sentence is still useful, Mo Zhi immediately adjusted his mood.

He closed his eyes and re-entered the killing field...

Mo Ruzhi opened his eyes, dumbfounded.

This doesn't seem like a killing field?Why are you still in the basement.Is it impossible to enter the killing field?Or is it that the killing field doesn't recognize the spiritual power restored by the pill?what is going on?

Mo Ruzhi guessed all kinds of things in his mind while looking for the reason, and finally found that it was because of his lack of mental strength.

He was too emotional just now, and he didn't realize that his mental strength had only recovered half...

Not enough to start the threshold of the killing field.

Mo Ruzhi: "..."

In other words, he just did useless work.

Mo Ruzhi's expression twisted, and he threw the remaining half of the magic pill into his mouth, feeling the pleasure of mental power recovery again, and then once again endured the grievance that stopped abruptly.

Mo Ruzhi, who entered the killing field again, turned his grief and anger into strength with a livid face.The three killing beasts that could barely cope with before, this time killing beasts is like chopping vegetables!

Mo Ruzhi stood in the field with a sword in his hand, his eyes were fierce and his aura was berserk.

There was a flash of figures in the killing field, and this time there were killing puppets, four in a row, holding ice blades, all looking at Mo Ruzhi indifferently.

The corners of Mo Ruzhi's eyes twitched, and the word "Grass!" came out of his mouth.

This time, Mo Ruzhi was tortured to the point of death or life, pain and joy, when he came out of the killing field again, he sat there with his eyes glazed over, as if he had entered the time of a sage.

Mo Ruzhi was woken up by the phone ringing.

Wu Zhiye didn't live much, he just said, "After all, come to the police station."

Mo Ruzhi woke up immediately, "I'm going now."

Although Wu Zhiye didn't say much, but from his excitement even though he suppressed it, Mo Ruzhi knew that the result he had been waiting for for many days came out.

Although it took a little longer than he expected, a good meal is never afraid of being late.

Mo Ruyi jumped up and wanted to go directly.But look at the vest and shorts soaked in sweat, and go back to the room to take a shower and change clothes.

After washing, Mo Ruzhi stood in front of the mirror and wiped his hair.After drying, he looked back and forth.My hair is a bit long and covers my eyes, so I should cut it.

However, he plucked and plucked his hair, which was actually not bad, it added a sense of melancholy of a literary youth.

Sure enough, the face looks good, and it doesn't matter what hairstyle it is.

After bragging about himself in the mirror, it's better to change clothes, go out and take a taxi to the police station.

When he got there, besides Wu Zhiye, Song Jie, Luo □□ and Yu Xiujian were waiting for him.

After Mo Ruzhi entered the door, he first smiled and said, "Yu Chu, Luo Chu, Uncle Wu, Uncle Song, I'm sorry, I'm late."

"Okay, okay, I'm not an outsider, don't be so hypocritical." Wu Zhiye dragged Mo Ruzhi to sit down.

Mo Ruzhi sat next to Wu Zhiye in a calm manner.

Yu Xiujian glanced at Luo □□, and Luo □□ cupped his hands in displeasure.

Yu Xiujian's face remained unchanged, but he was extremely satisfied in his heart.No matter how unconvinced you are, I still have to come forward at this time.

He coughed, and after Mo Ruzhi looked at him, he took out a certificate and put it on the coffee table, pushed it towards Mo Ruzhi, and made a "please" gesture.

Although Mo Ruzhi had already guessed what it was, at this moment, his heart rate was still a little faster.

Open the certificate, and the four big characters of "Special Genius" are written in the middle.

Mo Ruzhi couldn't help showing joy.This kind of joy is aboveboard and needs no hiding.

After Mo Ruzhi's excitement subsided, Yu Xiujian poured another pot of gasoline on it.

"Okay, it's just a certificate, you won't see the flowers even if you look at it. Come on, sign this." Yu Xiujian threw out two contracts.

Mo Ruzhi took it over, opened the first page, and gradually became short of breath.