"Master, why did he take the zombie away?”Qiu Sheng asked in confusion.
"What's wrong? Do you want it? Why don't I bring it back and cook it for you at night?”
Ninth Uncle knocked Qiu Sheng's head hard, his eyes full of anger.
He was starting to feel that Qiu Sheng was very weak, especially when compared to Fang Han. The gap was very obvious.
Why did he reject Fang Han's request to become his disciple?
"Master, this thing is not delicious."
Qiusheng felt wronged. He lowered his head and did not dare to refute Ninth Uncle.
He didn't know how he had offended Ninth Uncle. He felt that he had worked very hard when he was dealing with the female ghost in Liu Village tonight.
Could it be that he was caught stealing food?
Ninth Uncle looked at Fang Han's back and wondered how Fang Han had become so strong.
Also, what was Fang Han's motive for wanting zombies?
If the white-haired zombie was not dead, Ninth Uncle would definitely stop it. After all, if the zombie was manipulated by someone he did not know, it would cause big trouble.
Dead zombies were no longer a problem.
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Ma Clan Town.
In the middle of the night, Fang Han returned to the small courtyard. He was very nervous and held a talisman in his hand.
He was afraid that the female ghost was not dead and would sneak up on him from the shadows, so he had to be careful.
Kacha...
Fang Han carefully pushed open the door and stuck his head out, looking around warily.
The room was a little messy. A few stools had fallen to the ground, and there was a broken teapot.
The air was a little cold. This should be the Yin Qi that came with the female ghost.
Other than that, there was nothing else in the room.
Fang Han carefully walked into the room and sat on the bed. He held the talisman in his hand and looked around vigilantly.
He did not plan to sleep. If the female ghost attacked him while he was asleep, it would be too late for regret.
Anyway, it was already past midnight. In another two hours, it would be dawn.
During the day, there was no need to be afraid of ghosts.
In the blink of an eye, a rooster crowed outside.
Fang Han let out a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was finally dawn. The sky was about to brighten, and he could have a good rest.
The two hours were really difficult to endure. He wanted to sleep, but he did not dare to sleep. He was afraid that the female ghost would not be polite and attack him in the middle of the night.
The sun slowly rose. A ray of sunlight shone through the window and onto Fang Han.
Fang Han was not in a hurry to fall asleep. He first found his butler and asked him to send the money to Ninth Uncle.
Then, he instructed the rice shop to close temporarily and rest for the day.
He was prepared to see his changes and get used to his strength before going to sleep.
"Right, try using zombies."
Fang Han grabbed the zombie and threw it into his own small world to let it disintegrate.
Other than expanding slowly, his small world could also decompose various minerals and anything else.
In just three years, he had been able to grow his small world to the size of a few hundred acres of land, but he had decomposed a lot of things.
This was the first time he had dissected a supernatural object.
As soon as the zombie entered the small world, it was disintegrated.
Subtle changes also occurred in space.
Not only did it become bigger than before, but there was also a ball of white air above the space. Fang Han did not know what it was.
The rice and sweet potatoes that he was planting also changed slightly. They seemed to have grown a little.
If one didn't look carefully, they wouldn't notice it at all.
However, as the master of space, Fang Han was naturally able to notice the changes in the plants.
The growth cycle was shorter than before.
Originally, it would take half a month to ripen, but now, it would only take 11 or 12 days to harvest again.
At that time, he would be able to gain a few million catties of food.
Sigh, he clearly still had a large amount of food stored in his space. Now, there was even more. He simply could not sell it.
If the shipment was too large, it would only attract the attention of others and bring him a lot of trouble.
As a cheater, Fang Han felt a lot of pressure. Fortunately, he had another cheat.
Next, he had to do many good things and strive to accumulate more merit. Who asked the second cheat to have a column for merit?
This meant that merit points were very useful.
"Next, it's time to understand the changes in my body.”
Fang Han muttered to himself, then looked at his hands in silence.
He suddenly didn't know how to contact her.
What he got wasn't a system, but a change in his body. How could he ask?
Should he ask the system or his brain?
This was a very serious question.
"This…system, or brain, this, my body, if there are any changes, can you inform me?”
Fang Han asked tentatively.
As soon as he finished speaking, a line of words appeared in his mind.
I am the brain. If your body changes, as long as you have merit, you can enlighten all kinds of secret manuals and learn them directly.]
After you learn it, you can work hard on it, or you can add points with merit points. In short, your body, which is us, has gone crazy.]
Fang Han's eyes were filled with joy.
What a good body. It had become the same as the system. He could directly add points to level up.
He had successfully replaced Deep Blue.
Fang Han liked the last sentence very much.
In short, we went crazy.
It could only be described as awesome.
"Right, how much merit do I have left?”
Fang Han opened the page in his mind.
[Merit Points: 540]
He had obtained 120 merit points from killing the white-haired zombie, plus the 420 merit points from before.
He had used up a portion of his merit points to enlighten the Iron Skin Technique, but he didn't know how much.
Apart from that, he had directly cultivated the Iron Skin Technique to perfection and had the strength of the peak of the External Refinement Realm. He had probably consumed a portion of his merit.
Brain: The first enlightenment didn't consume any merit points. The Iron Skin Technique didn't consume any merit points when it was cultivated to perfection. The first time was free.]
Fang Han's face darkened as he looked at the image in his brain. He was very upset.
"If I had known that the first time would be free, I wouldn't have enlightened the Iron Skin Technique. I would have definitely found some excellent cultivation technique.”
[Brain: Don't think too much. It's free for the first time, so of course I'll find something cheaper. What else do you want?] Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art or Sky-Devouring Demonic Art. I know you didn't sleep last night. Go to bed.]
Body: Yes, go to bed early. I'm very tired and want to sleep as soon as possible.]
Fang Han was speechless.
He was actually despised by his own brain and body.
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