Infinite Throne Chapter 173

   Chapter 173 "Reading Needles"

  Name...just call it "Bangzhu".

  Irin has always been satisfied with her taste in naming.

  Simple and easy to remember, catchy, easy to understand, both elegant and popular.

   In the end, Yilin still didn't tell Molly the real purpose of this batch of explosive beads.

  Anyway, I have a lot of debts, and it doesn't hurt to owe a few more, so Yiren also has a thick skin and troubles Molly to order a small piece of equipment according to his requirements.

   Molly saw that Yilin seemed determined to owe her debts to the end of the world, she angrily pointed at Yilin's nose and scolded her, but in the end she agreed for no reason.

  Irin silently gave Molly a like.

   Yi Rin successfully put all the explosive beads into the storage space, which made Yi Rin completely relieved.

   But because the box seems to contain too complex electronic components, it exceeds the threshold of the "tower" and cannot be included in the storage space.

   But that doesn't matter.

   There is no concept of "gravity" in the storage space. After "stuffing" all the explosive beads into a corner, they only occupy a quarter of the space.

  Except for the place where the Xiao Shisan brand ancient knife is more obstructed, other props are stored in the form of "cards", and the storage space of about one cubic meter is barely enough.

   Looking at the pile of explosive beads in the storage space, Irin couldn't help laughing.

   The next trial in the real world has become more and more urgent.

   Of course, whether it is the previous life or this life, Yi Rin is no longer a rookie with experience in the two lives, and his mentality is very calm, unlike some newcomers, every time he enters the inner world, his palms sweat with nervousness.

  All from the heart.

   Taking advantage of Molly's laboratory, Irin intends to hurry up to get familiar with new skills and develop "that ability".

  Only when there are more and more cards in the hole, Yilin feels more secure.

   After all, skills like [Bloodthirsty Disaster] can only be placed at the end, and at the end of the day, they cannot be taken out and played at will like [Disaster Haunted].

   At present, Yiren doesn't dare to waste chaos value at will.

   If nothing else, the next one to be plugged into the mod to upgrade should be [Bat Bike].

  Irin is somewhat looking forward to what kind of existence the Batmobile that originally belonged to Bruce Wayne will turn into after being transformed into a [Apocalypse Mount].

   Can you fly?

   Or will it transform?

   Or can it breathe fire?

   Maybe you can drink beer?

   Just when Irin was forgetting to eat and sleep, and tirelessly developing his abilities.

   Lao Pan walked in directly, his face full of sadness.

   He rubbed the baseball bat from time to time in his hand, and it seemed that the smooth touch made Lao Pan gradually addicted.

   Every time Yi Rin saw Lao Pan's actions, he felt a kind of "I have a sentence that I don't know if I should say it or not".

  If Lao Pan knew why the other end of the stick was so slippery, would he collapse?

  Thinking like this, Irin decided to kill him without saying anything about it.

Forever.

"What's wrong?"

  Irin asked casually.

  Pan Xiaozheng sighed: "I may really be useless."

  Irin thought for a while: "Aren't you always a waste?"

  Pan Xiaozheng lifted the stick a little, as if hesitating, whether to hit Yi Rin's face with a stick.

  What nonsense are you talking about!

   But Lao Pan's thought arose for a while, and he quickly lowered his head listlessly: "I feel like I won't be able to enter the 'inner world' this time."

  Irin smiled.

   was originally worried about this.

In the   Apostle Forum, there are a lot of Mengxin who are anxious all day long, worried that they will die in the next world.

   Pan Xiaozheng was fine, but he was worried that he would not be able to get in.

Pan Xiaozheng's situation is really unbelievable, and Yi Rin has never heard of it, let alone there is a solution, so he can only comfort him casually: "Don't worry, my time is about the same as yours, I haven't entered yet, you might be there can get in.”

   Fingers crossed, it is estimated that it will be in the past few days.

  Irin calculated silently.

   Lao Pan lowered his head in dejection: "Alas~~~~"

Huh?

and many more.

  Irin suddenly raised her head.

   gave Lao Pan a deep look.

   His "skill" has just taken shape, and it is not convenient for Zhengchou to try it on himself...

   Isn't this just the right person!

   Actually, this is not Yi Rin's intention to kill Pan Xiaozheng.

only…

  Because this time, the spirit attribute is still too low, and the condensed "that" always makes Yi Rin feel that it lacks a bit of flavor. If he rashly tries it on himself, if something messes up, other people can't solve it at all.

   "Well, Lao Pan, I actually have a way, but I don't know if you dare to try it."

  Irin said slowly with a serious expression.

   Lao Pan held a stick, looked at Yi Rin's serious and focused expression, and slowly put a question mark.

ten minutes later.

  Irin made some simple preparations.

   A small notebook and a pen.

   can record the changes in Lao Pan.

   "Just in case, you put away your stick first."

   The corners of Yi Rin's eyes twitched slightly, looking at the stick in Lao Pan's hand, always feeling a little weird.

   Lao Pan didn't find it strange, anyway, there were no enemies around, so he put away his stick.

"and also…"

   "Wash your hands, wash your hands."

finally.

   is ready.

  Irin wrote "Round.1" on the header of the first page of the small book very seriously.

   Well, just feel free, don't take it seriously, you can understand it yourself.

  Old Pan saw that Yi Rin was taking notes very seriously, and suddenly reacted: "Wait, are you testing me?"

   "Huh? You discovered all this?"

  Irin smiled slightly.

   "Actually, it's not an experiment. I'm quite sure. Although there may be some twists and turns in the process, the success rate is still quite large. Trust me, which time do you think I made a wrong calculation?"

   Lao Pan squinted and looked at Yi Rin's sincere eyes, still a little uncertain: "Are you sure you won't cheat on me?"

   Yi Rin laughed dumbly: "You are just a mobile warehouse now. Maybe you won't turn into a box when you die. What's the benefit of me tricking you? In short, this is a win-win experiment, and I'm sure."

   The last four words, Irin bit hard and emphasized.

  Old Pan thought about it carefully, it seemed that it was indeed the case.

  Whether it was at the end of Gotham City or the "Zhang Huichun Incident" in Huating City, Yi Rin gave him the image of taking everyone down with ease, which really impressed Lao Pan very deeply.

   And... what Irin said seems to make sense too!

   He has been out of service for so long now, rather than go on like this, it is better to let Yi Rin toss it.

   Maybe he can even toss "Pan Zhengyi" back.

   "Then... OK."

  Because of his limited trust in Yi Rin, Lao Pan decided to give up his resistance and enjoy it silently.

actually.

   For Irin, if it wasn't for a last resort, he didn't want to expose this new ability in front of anyone.

   But helplessly, with the current mental attributes not up to the standard, Yi Rin really wasn't sure, so he would use this ability on himself first.

   Moreover, if the best candidate for the experiment... In fact, it should be classmate Li Erpang, after all, he is more resistant to beatings and tossing.

   It's just that the little fat man has a more shrewd personality, and there is no benefit. If the little fat man knows about this, it is estimated that he will not be close to the area where Yi Rin is located.

   As for the little fanboy Li Changge?

  Irin was really afraid of tossing Li Changge to death.

  So after thinking about it, Pan Xiaozheng, who was full of troubles, became the best candidate for the experiment.

   "Um... Sit down."

  Old Pan sat down obediently.

  Irin started to activate his abilities.

  As Yi Rin became more focused, Yi Rin's fingers gradually converged, as if the psychic power was on the inch of the fingertips, forming a tiny vortex.

Yi Rin closed her eyes, controlled the vortex on her fingertips according to her past feelings, imagined the psychic power as the substance, and then gradually gathered towards the center of the "vortex", the speed of rotation became slower and slower...and the psychic power density is getting denser.

finally!

  Irin opened his eyes.

   "It's done!"

   Yi Rin breathed a sigh of relief. In the perception, on Yi Rin's fingertip, a "needle" like a substance, like the hands of a clock, slowly turned on Yi Rin's fingertip.

   But from Lao Pan's point of view, Yi Rin seemed to just put up a finger, then made a constipated expression, and cold sweat broke out from time to time on his forehead.

   Seeing Yi Rin open his eyes again, Lao Pan couldn't feel what had changed on his fingertips.

   - "Reading Needle".

   This is one of the abilities Irin developed in another future after mastering his psychic power.

   But the real use of this ability does not lie in the "acupuncture" itself.

   but—

"The shape is similar, but it can't be compressed any thinner..." Yi Rin used the fastest speed to sense the "mind needle" rotating on his fingertips, compared the difference with the "complete version", and said slowly: "Although It's a little thicker and a little crooked, but in theory the 'Needle Needle' should be between the virtual and the real, and it should work..."

   "I just don't know... How much deviation will occur after poking it."

   Acupuncture?

   Stamp?

   Crooked?

   should work?

  Pan Xiaozheng's ears trembled slightly, and he put all the words that Yi Rin said to himself without deliberately lowering his voice into his ears.

   He suddenly felt that something was wrong.

   "Wait, tell me first—???"

  Sense, aim, read needle, go!

Yi Rin smiled slightly and flicked her fingers. She didn't intend to give Lao Pan a chance to hesitate and express her opinion. Poke in.

   Pan Xiaozheng's words were only halfway through when he stopped abruptly.

   Suddenly.

   Lao Pan's eyes were confused for a moment, but the next moment, he suddenly stood up from the chair.

   abruptly.

   abruptly.

   Another slam, head up, feet down, and hit the ceiling hard.

  dong—

Snapped.

Yi Rin watched Lao Pan fall from the ceiling with a blank expression, and then silently drew an XY axis under "Round. "biased data.

   Then he turned another page.

  —Write "Round.2".

   Lao Pan was hit by this sudden rise, and he fell into a mess.

   What happened just now?

  Why did it suddenly fly?

   He just wanted to stand up just now?

   Lao Pan looked confused.

and many more.

   In other words, am I still there?

   In other words, Pan Zhengyi didn't come back?

   To be more precise, why am I still useless?

  Pan Xiaozheng's dizzy head quickly came to his senses, he suddenly bounced off the ground, a hole in his forehead collapsed, and blood was dripping from him.

   He could not wait to take out the stick skillfully.

   "You explain to me—"

  Sense, aim, read the needle, go!

  Irin's "Needle" condensed gradually faster, Lao Pan didn't react yet, and the second shot had already poked "another point" again.

   (end of this chapter)

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