President Bingshan’s personal doctor

Chapter 2704 Weapon Spirit
  He pulled away the fishman's hand, and the fishman looked at Su Han with confusion on his face, as if he didn't understand why Su Han wouldn't let him play.

"Why can't you speak?"

Su Han didn't even know how to communicate with him, but now he couldn't communicate with him in the Demon Falling Tower. Apart from himself, there was only this fish-man brother here. Perhaps he would know the situation best.

But he can't speak!
  And not only can't speak, he even seems to have a mind of three or four years old. He looks like a child, playful and playful. Even if he knows the situation here, he probably doesn't know how to explain it.

The fishman didn't understand and still pulled Su Han's hair. Su Han didn't stop him anymore. Who can care about a child?
  Although this fish-man is not small in size, comparable to Su Han, his mind is not big and he is still just a child. He may be better than the Insect King.

At least the Insect King feels like he is eleven or twelve years old, like a teenager. This guy is just a three or four year old child.

Su Han ignored the fishman messing up his hair.

He had to calm down and think about how to get out of here.

Time passed by, and Su Han thought of many ways, but nothing worked.

This is a sealed space with no exits, and even the entrance can no longer be found, and the surrounding walls are extremely hard. He tried using violence, but he couldn't break it.

It's like hitting cotton, meaningless.

Now, Su Han also had a headache.

I don’t know what happened to the Insect King and the Tomb Suppressor Beast outside. They must be trying to find a way to contact me, but they are isolated in a world, just like in a soul ring, and no one can contact them.

He sat there with his chin in his hand, and the fishman squatted beside him, twirling Su Han's hair and having a great time.

"How long have you been here?"

Su Han turned to look at the fish man. Although he knew he couldn't understand, at least someone still spoke, "How did you get in here?"

"Were you arrested?"

"Where do you come from?"

"Which ethnic group are you from? Are you from ancient times?"

"Why are you invisible? Are you a fish or a human?" "I would like to ask, are you a mixed race?"

……

He asked a lot of questions, but the fish-men didn't respond. They basically just looked at him with dull eyes.

Su Han asked so boringly that he felt bored, let out a long sigh, and then looked up at the towering ceiling above his head.

"How do I get up there?"

He pointed to the ceiling.

The fish man raised his head and looked at the direction of Su Han's finger, seeming to be thinking about something. Immediately, he seemed to understand and nodded vigorously.

'you understood? ’

Su Han said in surprise, "Do you understand what I said about how to get up?"

He immediately pointed with his finger again. His movements looked funny, as if they were performance art. He was jumping around while pointing at the ceiling above his head.

The fishman pointed at him again, as if to make sure he understood.

He immediately opened his mouth. Although he didn't speak, there seemed to be a vague ripple flowing on the ceiling. But in an instant, a hole opened in the ceiling above Su Han's head!
  "..."

Su Han was shocked.

When the fishman released the water just now, it seemed to be the same. He opened his mouth and made no sound, but this space was under his control. If he wanted water, he would get it.

Now that he wants to open a hole, will he really open a hole?

Su Han's expression suddenly changed and he stared at the fish-man in front of him.

"Aren't you the weapon spirit of this Demon Falling Tower?"

(End of this chapter)