Under One Person: Since I am alone, I can dominate the world

at the same time.

On the other side of the village, after receiving some instruction from master of the pig-slaughtering technique Feng Baobao, the young men of Biyou Village could not wait to start the work of slaughtering pigs.

However, the reality was quite different from what they had imagined, and the difficulties faced in the actual operation process were beyond their imagination.

The dirty and smelly fat pig completely threw its life away when it went crazy, spraying feces, kicking its hooves around, struggling and fleeing in all directions.

The originally quiet and peaceful Biyou Village was now broken. All that could be heard were women's screams, the sound of swords clashing, pigs squealing, exclamations coming one after another, and the occasional sound of houses being split open and collapsing...

Many voices intertwined together, and along with the huge cloud of dust, they flew into the air and echoed in the valley.

Under the big banyan tree in the center of Biyou Village, Ma Xianhong, who was drinking tea with Zhang Chulan, looked puzzled after noticing the noise.

What's happening here?

That's when.

A few bloody fat pigs suddenly appeared at the intersection, spreading their hooves and running wildly, passing right under his nose.

Soon after, another group of young men in a hurry followed closely behind with all kinds of tools, but when passing by the banyan tree, they did not forget to say hello to the leader.

"It's worthy of being called a farmhouse. This project is really full of characteristics." Zhang Chulan sighed, and gulped down another sip of tea, praising: "Your village is really full of vitality. Even the owner of this house is full of energy. I think the meat will be even more plump."

However, just as he finished speaking, several phantoms rushed out from the roof at an incredible speed and followed the fat pig. It was Ruhua!

Chapter 191 Village Chief Ma, I'm going to start the fire; the self-cultivation furnace

Under Ma Xianhong's instructions, a group of beautiful girls rushed out to help the young men hold down the fat pig. The puppet robot, which looked a little silly, was actually quite powerful. It twisted its joints and transformed into various tools, easily controlling the fat pig.

Even though the pig manure was causing a chemical attack and splashed all over Ruhua, she remained unmoved.

This is the terrifying thing about puppet robots, they are absolutely loyal and absolutely reliable.

Zhang Chulan took all of this in and realized that this time, the mission of Biyou Village would be quite difficult. He praised, "Village Chief Ma, your craftsmanship is really good. This Ruhua is much better than that AI robot."

Ma Xianhong smiled and said, "This is nothing, just some shoddy assembly line products."

"Brother Chu Lan, if I'm not mistaken, that strange-looking schoolbag on your back must be some kind of powerful magical weapon."

"Compared to it, I am afraid that Ruhua is just a layman."

Ma Xianhong followed the topic and looked straight at Zhang Chulan, then shifted his gaze to the Gatling backpack, with a strange look in his eyes.

In fact, he had already noticed the extraordinaryness of this thing, but he had been holding it in until now. He could no longer suppress his curiosity and said, "Brother Chu Lan, can you show me the functions of this backpack?"

Zhang Chulan was stunned for a moment, then he patted his chest and said, "Village Chief Ma has a good eye. Yes, this is the life-saving magic weapon given to me by Master Taichu."

As he spoke, he sighed again and said, "Alas, speaking of this, I feel guilty. My master has nothing to say about me. He heard that I was working in the company and knew that my own strength was declining. He was also afraid that I would bump into something..."

"Since Village Chief Ma wants to see it, I will show it to you."

After saying that, he took off his backpack neatly and activated it directly according to the key points of super control.

There was only a series of clicking sounds, and the backpack was like millions of building blocks switching, and finally turned into an exaggeratedly sized, domineering dark blue revolving Gatling gun, which was held steadily in Zhang Chulan's hand.

When Ma Xianhong saw this scene, his hands trembled, and he actually crushed the teacup directly, slammed it on the table, and stood up suddenly, looking very excited!

“This…this, strange material, strange changes, mysterious operating mechanism, unheard of, unheard of!”

A strong gleam flashed in his eyes as he stared at Gatling, unable to move his gaze away even a bit. As an expert in refining equipment and a descendant of the god-level Hundred Refining Technique, he understood the extraordinary nature of this magic weapon just by watching the short process of switching the backpack.

It is worthy of being a magic weapon refined by the legendary Taichu Zhenren, it is so terrifying!

Zhang Chulan, who was standing aside, glanced at Ma Xianhong's excited face and couldn't help feeling a little smug, thinking that he had shocked people to such an extent before he even started firing.

"It is indeed a treasure bestowed by my master. Even in the eyes of a weapon refining expert, it looks so extraordinary."

Zhang Chulan thought about it, and finally fumbled with the gun for a while, but adjusted the firepower to the lowest level, not wanting to expose the Gatling gun completely.

"Village Chief Ma, I'm going to open fire!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he moved his mind and controlled the true energy in his body, flowing it from his hands into the Gatling gun. Then, the lines on the surface of the Namo Xiaoye Gatling gun, which looked like talismans, suddenly lit up with a deep blue light, which gathered at the mouths of the six gun barrels, and then burst into a dazzling light.

Ta-ta-ta-ta!

Amidst the violent roar, a Qi bomb was gathered after intense compression, rushing out like a dragon, crossing a distance of a thousand feet and directly bombarding the distant mountain.

All you could hear was the swaying of grass and trees, the rising of dust, and bursts of clearly audible rumbling sounds, all of which revealed the extraordinary power of the Gatling gun.

"It's great, it's really great."

Zhang Chulan grinned, feeling extremely confident at this moment with a gun in his hand. He thought that even if he encountered Ruhua's siege, he could break out with the Gatling gun in his hand.

However, when he felt the true Qi in his body being wasted, he also understood that the wanton outpouring of firepower was only temporary and he had to make good use of it.

However, when Ma Xianhong saw all this, his already shocked expression changed again and again, and finally he was dumbfounded, with his mouth opened so wide that an ostrich egg could fit in.

"It still has a very strong killing power even though it spans a distance of thousands of feet. It is also such a dense and terrifying fire curtain. It is completely possible..."

He had a monocle on his face, covering his left eye. It was an auxiliary tool used to analyze various data. Just the data displayed by Gatlin in front of him was enough to completely scare him.

He asked himself, even if he used all his divine power, he probably wouldn't be able to forge such a powerful magic weapon!

The noise Zhang Chulan made also quickly attracted many strange people in the village. Fortunately, he retracted his magical power in time and switched the Gatling gun back to a backpack. He put it on his back and breathed a sigh of relief. He drank a sip of tea slowly and said in a sly tone, "How about it, Village Chief Ma? This magic weapon given to me by my master is pretty good, right?"

However, Ma Xianhong still stood there in a daze, his throat moving and swallowing saliva continuously. He was constantly receiving feedback from data and analyzing Zhang Chulan's condition.

"A magical weapon that defies the heavens. It is incredible, incomprehensible, and even more unattainable for me."

"I never thought that Master Taichu is not only a god in cultivation, but also has such a high level in weapon refining!"

"No, I want to visit the real person. I must see the real person!"

Ma Xianhong, who had come to his senses, seemed extremely out of control, speaking incoherently and even looking a little crazy.

As the successor of the Divine Machine Bailian, he originally thought that there was probably no one in the world who could match him in weapon refining skills. But it was not until today that he realized that there are always people better than you!

At this moment, a very strong desire arose in his heart, that is, he must visit Zhang Taichu in person and meet this master in his lifetime. Perhaps the other party could give more help to his perfect self-cultivation furnace.

When Zhang Chulan saw Ma Xianhong like this, he felt happy. He seemed to see the glory of the master of the family enveloping him, a young man. It was like a golden finger in the game.

At the same time, he had an idea and had more ideas. He hurriedly pulled Ma Xianhong to sit down again, ready to display his best verbal skills - mouth-to-mouth combat!

Time passed, from day to dusk.

Zhang Chulan spoke until his mouth was dry and he didn't know how much tea he drank, but he still couldn't convince Ma Xianhong. He wanted to wave the banner of his own master and take over Biyou Village without wasting a single soldier.

Unexpectedly, Ma Xianhong was not someone who could be easily fooled. On the contrary, he was extremely rational and calm. Even in his words, he almost "deified" Zhang Taichu. However, when faced with Zhang Chulan's "one-sided statement", he still insisted on his own ideas.

"I never think I have done anything wrong. As the saying goes, there is no distinction between people in education. If all living beings want to become extraordinary people, why don't I save them?"

"What a joke! There are not enough fights between good and evil in the world. People die in sin every moment. Are there not enough such things? Why must we sacrifice the aliens? Even if there are more aliens in this already turbid world, how bad can it get?"

These reasons made it difficult for Zhang Chulan to refute. He could only feel helpless in his heart, thinking that extraordinary measures had to be taken.

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the other side.

Zhang Lingyu and Xia He spent most of the day traveling around the entire village, but they did not find any information about Yaoxing Society. As for Qu Tong, there was no trace of her.

The rest of the company, consisting of Hei Guan, Lao Meng and Xiao Zizai, also failed to find any clues about Chen Duo, but they did not come back without any results. They had secretly grasped the general situation of the entire Biyou Village and had a more specific "topographic map" with several key locations marked.

Feng Baobao and Wang Ye spent the day bored.

Until the evening.

Ma Xianhong organized a grand bonfire dinner to welcome everyone from the company. After a period of superficial excitement, Ma Xianhong extended an invitation to everyone in the rural tour group and took them to visit the self-cultivation furnace!

In a spacious, spotless wooden house, frosty moonlight shone through the window, shining onto a peculiar-looking machine, casting a large shadow.

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The sound of a switch being pressed was heard, and then the light of the incandescent lamp illuminated the entire wooden house. Ma Xianhong led several subordinates and everyone in the company to the front of the machine.

"This is the self-cultivation furnace, which can enable ordinary people to embark on the path of self-cultivation!" Ma Xianhong introduced, his words revealing a strong sense of pride.

Everyone in the company looked at the strange and huge machine with surprise in their eyes. Even though they were knowledgeable, it was the first time they had seen such a magical large-scale instrument.

Wang Ye's brows were deeply furrowed, his lowered hands kept making gestures, and his face looked a little ugly.

Zhang Lingyu and his wife were also present. They came here for the Yaoxing Society, but in the absence of more clues, they accepted Ma Xianhong's invitation and came to observe this strange self-cultivation furnace.

"Everyone, next, I will demonstrate it to you."

Ma Xianhong turned around and waved, and a long-haired girl in a white summer dress came out.

The girl was pretty, with a lingering sadness on her face, as well as uncontrollable excitement at the moment.

She limped towards the furnace, without any fluctuations of Qi on her body. It was obvious that she was an ordinary person who was powerless. Finally, with the help of Fu Rong, she climbed into the container on one side of the self-cultivation furnace.

Ma Xianhong said: "This is a girl who was born lame. Her greatest wish is to be able to walk like a normal person."

As he was talking, Zhuge Qing, who had become one of the so-called Twelve Supreme Talents, also walked out of the crowd and went straight to the container on the other side of the self-cultivation furnace and lay down in it. Then an inexplicable Qi emerged and enveloped the furnace.

"In this furnace, the internal environment of ordinary people will be reshaped by external forces, using their roots as a template to form new meridians that can circulate true qi..."

Ma Xianhong gave a brief explanation in a few words, and the other new Jiejiao aliens behind him all showed pious looks on their faces.

Many of them were able to embark on the path of cultivation they had always dreamed of through this method. It can be said that Ma Xianhong, in a sense, gave them a new life through the self-cultivation furnace!

The self-cultivation furnace was rumbling, and after a while, it stopped, and the strange fluctuations subsided.

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The doors of the two containers opened, and the first person to walk out was Zhuge Qing. Except for a tired look on his face, everything else seemed normal.

He walked up to Ma Xianhong and said with a smile, "Is this what a superior person should do? Have I succeeded in completing it?"

Ma Xianhong nodded solemnly, "Thank you, Brother Zhuge."

That's when.

In the container on the other half of the furnace, a young girl in a white dress also crawled out with an expression of disbelief on her face. She first stood aside, looking down at her hands, and then, with a light "puff" sound, a translucent white Qi flow appeared in her hands.

"Is this what you call the true Qi?"

The girl muttered to herself, then took a tentative and steady step forward.

Just one step made her tremble all over and burst into tears.

"I, I am healthy, I..."

The girl's face was filled with excitement. She couldn't help but cover her face and burst into tears. She looked even happier than if she had become an alien.

Then she walked step by step to Ma Xianhong and Zhuge Qing, knelt down with a plop, and even kowtowed. At the moment when she was incoherent, she could only express her gratitude with actions.

However, before the girl's white forehead touched the ground, Ma Xianhong helped her up. The latter had a gentle smile on his face and said softly, "It's good that you are healthy again. Forget the past that made you suffer and enjoy the happiness of the rest of your life."

The girl cried even harder and hugged Ma Xianhong.

The members of the "tour group" who were standing aside and witnessed the entire process also showed expressions of great surprise at this moment.

They witnessed the birth of a miracle with their own eyes. They saw an ordinary disabled person, after being forged in the self-cultivation furnace, not only had his disability cured, but he also became a true extraordinary person!

For a moment, everyone felt mixed emotions and complicated thoughts.

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the other side.

Just when everyone was being led by Ma Xianhong to observe the operation of the self-cultivation furnace.

At the entrance of Biyou Village, Ruhua, carrying a load on her shoulder, was walking briskly towards the dark mountain road in the distance. She kept shuttling through the dense primeval forest. Her two big eyes, which shone like light bulbs, were rolling around as she navigated automatically. It didn't take long before she arrived at a hidden cave entrance.

It stretched out its mechanical fingers and groped for the switch on the mossy rock wall. Then, a light curtain lit up, revealing the true situation inside the cave.

Chapter 192 Puppy Chen Junyan; The master goes down the mountain, full of confidence

The cave door was opened by Ruhua, revealing the true situation inside, which turned out to be a secret small base.

Ruhua walked in carrying her load, and then the light curtain closed and dimmed again, hiding in the depths of the dense forest, and everything returned to normal.

Inside the cave.

The light from the warm lamps illuminated this not-so-big cave, which was filled with a few simple tables and various strange tools.

This was originally the place where Ma Xianhong used to refine weapons. After he became successful in his training, he established the Biyou Village and abandoned the cave. It has now been built into a small base.

In the center of the Shandong base, there is a stone table that looks like a machine tool, and on it lies an unconscious old woman.

Chen Duo, who was wearing a green protective suit, stood silently by, staring at the old woman, motionless, like a wooden man. Even the noise made by Ruhua coming in did not affect her.

At Chen Duo's feet, there was a small yellow-haired dog, lying affectionately next to her boots and sleeping soundly.