Chapter 1918 (1/2)

When Han Dong slipped out along the neural tube.

For example, the magnificent sound of the ferocious tsunami claps in the depths of consciousness. Although the pressure is great, it immediately scatters the sleepy tiredness.

Han Dong also smiled. He knew he had come to the right place.

”I have seen my Lord.”

Han Dong's body has been completely attached to the ground. While expressing piety, he is also quietly observing the [main brain area].

The touch of the ground is between soft meat and sea water. If no means are taken, the body will slowly sink down.

Han Dong is also sitting upright, with his back slightly bent, his arms flat between his knees... Sleeping in this sitting position.

It's clearly a stone carving,

Its swollen body is slightly rhythmic with breathing, and saliva is held at the corners of its mouth, or a source of seawater.

Each drop is enough to form a small sea area.

When Han Dong faced the column and was ready to kneel down.

Clang clang ~ a sound of metal leather boots came from behind.

Han Dong hasn't turned around yet.

Gagi gagi ~ sticky tentacles full of sea smell have been pasted on Han Dong's whole head,

The tentacle suction cup sucks every inch of the skin of the head, and a kind voice comes from behind:

”You can come here directly and meet me.

It seems that it's not just the role of the gray head,

You have extraordinary spiritual ability and perseverance beyond the norm... Why do you choose this way of meeting?

If you let Hyde lead the way for you, you can easily meet me in your dream. ”

Han Dong didn't look back or resist. He let these octopus tentacles stick to the surface of his brain... Feeling the embrace of the sea, he said respectfully:

”I am deeply sorry for my rude behavior, and I am willing to accept any form of punishment.

The reason why I didn't choose to sleep... Was just because my personal thirst for knowledge generated curiosity when I stepped into the main temple.

I identified the 'sea water' between the temples as a kind of brain fluid.

In order to find out the truth of this sleep, I tried to explore the temple. Unexpectedly, the temple above is only part of your external brain. ”

”Hmm ~ thirst for knowledge?

No wonder several old kings, including vanity, like you very much.

When you come to my sleeping place for the first time, you can find out its root... In the myth, you are the tentacles just attached to your head, and it is these ”whiskers”... The picture of conversation is really strange.

Dressed like pirates, they are covered with shellfish life

Stepping on a pair of boots soaked in sea water, the surface is covered with various metals

The right arm was even replaced with a rusty heavy iron hook