I am the only one who can do it: I think I am really going to become an immortal

Not to mention a piercing, there wasn't even a scratch on the finger or any pain.

It was just slightly reddened by the heat of the sight.

However, within a few seconds after it ended, it quickly dissipated and returned to the same state as a normal finger.

But he knew that this was definitely not a normal person's hand.

After soaking in sea water for a long time last night, he found that the skin on his fingertips would no longer automatically wrinkle in the water.

Now it is discovered that thermal vision has little effect on the physical body.

He could clearly feel the temperature rising during the two seconds when the thermal vision continued to heat up, but he did not feel hot at all.

There was nothing wrong with his skin's ability to sense and tolerate temperature, it was just that the upper limit of his tolerance had been raised to an outrageous level.

Even if the thermal radiation is raised to a high temperature of 1500 degrees, it is still difficult to have any effect.

His physical defense has probably evolved quietly every time he evolved, and now it has reached a rather outrageous level.

Just like he did before, attacking himself with claws that could tear apart wood and stone, but he couldn't even leave a white mark.

Now, even using thermal vision, it is difficult for his skin to be affected in any way.

The inability of his own attacks to penetrate his own defense seems to be one of the basic mechanisms in his evolution.

Touching his unharmed little finger, Chen Yun was a little amused and helpless about this mechanism.

Defense is always greater than attack, which doesn't seem to be a bad thing. This means that talent points should be added as much as possible towards defense.

This means that Chen Yun will never be a fragile person with high attack and low health.

This was good news for Chen Yun.

His Body of Iron will probably sooner or later get rid of the title of the beggar's version, and sooner will possess a strength comparable to or even exceeding that of the genuine Body of Iron.

He is looking forward to such a future.

Thinking.

Chen Yun crushed the melted part of the reef and threw it into the sea, then hurried back towards the hotel.

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Lying on the bed in the hotel.

Bai Shi looked up at the ceiling with lifeless eyes, with complicated thoughts flashing through his mind.

The play he saw in the theater today was different from his past, but there were some coincidental similarities.

then.

He inevitably thought of the past.

He was an abandoned baby, wrapped in a fake imitation of Qi Baishi's painting as a blanket and placed at the doorstep of an orphanage run by a Chinese in the beacon country of California.

After that, he was named Shiraishi.

When I was a child, I wanted to study hard according to the teachings of the Chinese orphanage director and live a wonderful life of my own.

But after the dean was killed by a burglar, his dream of becoming a great painter like Qi Baishi came to an end.

Instead.

He is a rising star in the criminal world.

It is not only to find the little thief, but also to shoulder the living burden of other children in the orphanage as much as possible.

At the beginning, he was still very young. In his teens, he only dared to run errands for some big guys and do some secret thefts.

After that, he learned some skills on his own and focused on doing criminal things that had no impact on ordinary people.

Then, using his natural talent for drawing, he got involved in the art forgery industry and met many teachers along the way.

By the time he was 23 years old, he was already a well-known art forger.

In the same year, the thief was caught for some other reasons and was arrested and imprisoned by the Lighthouse Country police.

Fortunately, he had made some name and connections in those years, and he simply found a few strong men in the prison to take good care of the little thief.

Then the thief committed suicide.

Then, Bai Shi was also confused.

He wanted to be a great painter when he was young, but now it seems that he can only copy other people's works.

He chose to go further and further down the path of crime, and became better and better at it, as if he was born to do this.

His reputation in the world is growing.

Until the children in the orphanage grew up and entered society, he made a little effort to completely erase the existence of the orphanage, and then traveled around the world without any worries to do challenging things.

His crimes became increasingly extravagant.

It extends from art forgery to the personal theft of authentic works, and from art crime to the counterfeiting of a range of precious items including counterfeit currency.

He gradually became wanted by most authorities around the world.

This also made him feel like a person being chased by a rolling stone, and he was getting more and more unable to stop.

It was not until one day when he was visiting the British Museum that he saw a painting by Qi Baishi exhibited in an inconspicuous corner.

At that moment, he was touched.

After he returned home, there was always a bad smell in his room. He cleaned the house over and over again, but the smell was still there.

It was not until I looked at a box full of childhood toys in the corner that I realized that it was this, those moldy dreams and rotten ideals.

Bai Shi remembered that when he was a child, he also held up a painting imitating Qi Baishi and happily showed it off to the dean.

I am not a painter now.

Just someone else's shadow.

In silence, he completed the last job of his career.

After a year of scouting and preparing, I finally took away the painting by Qi Baishi in the corner.

then.

Already thirty years old, he went to the country that he had never dared to go to when he committed the crime, and set foot on the place where his bloodline originated.

Then he entered retirement life in China and has stayed there until now.

He is thirty-seven now.

I’m almost 40.

Covering his eyes with his arms, Bai Shi couldn't help but become a little dazed as he recalled his past.

"How come I... become so sentimental so easily?"

Bai Shi chuckled and slowly got up from the bed.

Fiddling with the package, he pulled out a bottle of strong Erguotou from it.

Under normal circumstances, he would definitely not drink this kind of liquor, but now...

He still wanted to spic himself up.

"Go find Chen Yun and get drunk."

Shiraishi murmured.

He picked up the liquor and opened the room, then went straight to Chen Yun's door and knocked.

Soon.

Chen Yun's door opened.

"what happened?"

Chen Yun, wearing only his shorts, appeared in front of him.

This naked handsome man looks like a work of art carefully carved by a sculptor; every inch of his skin reveals the perfect combination of strength and beauty.

He has a sturdy and strong figure with well-defined muscles, just like Ares, the god of war in ancient Greek mythology, full of masculinity.

Shiraishi swore that this was much more stylish than many of the naked men he had ever painted.

The chest is broad and solid, with six neatly arranged abdominal muscles, like a solid rock, showing extraordinary strength and perseverance. The shoulders are broad, and the trapezius muscles are full and elastic, showing the endless power hidden within. The biceps and triceps on the arms are bulging like mountains, with clear textures, revealing a strong explosive power.

Silent.

Bai Shi swallowed and felt he didn't dare to step into the room at this moment.

It’s not that he doubted Chen Yun’s sexual orientation.

only……

A gentleman would not stand under a dangerous wall.

"Hello and goodbye."

With a slight smile, Bai Shi decisively took two steps back and then trotted back to his room.

This made Chen Yun couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

Looking at Bai Shi walking away, he looked helpless.

"ill."

Rolling his eyes, Chen Yun closed the door.

After looking at the wet clothes that had been hung up, he leaned back on the sofa feeling refreshed.

He rushed back after testing the thermal vision.

By the way, I just took a shower and now I feel a lot more refreshed all over.

I looked and it was not yet time for dinner.

Chen Yun leisurely opened the backpack next to him and took out the snake skin and bone soup he had brought with him.

The milky soup is served in a glass bottle and looks particularly delicious.

Although it was cold, Chen Yun's eyes flashed red when he looked directly at the glass bottle.

The thermal vision, which had one second left to last, instantly hit it with an appropriate intensity.

then.

Chen Yun unscrewed the lid and got a bottle of steaming snake soup.

Chapter 105 The Shackles of the Soul, Go See How High the Sky Is

It rained for a long time in Qixi City.

The entire afternoon and evening of March 26th was spent in the drizzle. Chen Yun and his three companions also spent this time in the hotel.

The high-rise buildings, which are lined up one after another, seem even more quiet and profound under the baptism of the drizzle, with tiny lights reflected on the windows, as if whispering stories in the rain. The neon lights on the streets cast mottled light and shadows on the wet ground, interweaving with the raindrops into a flowing picture.

Early morning of March 27th.

As soon as the sky cleared up, Chen Yun, Bai Shi and the other two set out on their journey to Runzhou City as planned.

There is no direct high-speed rail for a distance of more than 200 kilometers. The four people took a bus and spent three hours before finally arriving at Runzhou Bus Station.

Dad Chen Tianyou, who had already known they were coming, was happily parking the van near the exit of the station.

Seeing this, Chen Yun immediately got into the car with his friends, smiling.

Dad Chen Tianyou smiled shyly and prepared to help move Sun Huiwen's suitcase into the car.

However, Bai Shi immediately stopped him with a smile: "Uncle, don't move, I'll do it."

talking.

Bai Shi immediately moved Sun Huiwen's suitcase into the car.

Next, a few people got in the car and left this high-traffic area, parking the car somewhere on the side of the road where it would not be in the way.

"Where are you staying tonight? How about staying at our house?"

Chen Tianyou smiled warmly and turned his head from the driver's seat to look at the people behind.