The Woman who Became the “Male” God

When An Xian returned to the psychiatric hospital, the auction of new drugs had just begun, and the competition was fierce. Among them, there were many new local tyrants, and the prices continued to soar. More people have directly sent an application for purchase to Anxian, hoping to order the essence pill at a high price.

After the auction, Anxian accepted orders from several senior pollen and VIP members. The delivery period was three months and the price was 20% off the auction price.

Currently, the number of medicines that can be provided is limited, but with the nourishment of God Bone, Siyou Mountain will become more and more aura. She will soon be able to expand her planting and cultivate more high-quality flowers and medicinal materials. There will be a few pill furnaces at that time. Refining together, you can refine thousands of ordinary and even spiritual pills at one time.

"Leader, are you looking for me?" Attorney Fang knocked on the office door and walked in. After being in the mental hospital for a few days, he was also called An Xian's "Leader" along with others.

An Xian said straightforwardly: "Bring that transfer contract and prepare to sign it."

Attorney Fang was taken aback for a moment, then nodded, without saying much, turned and walked out of the office, but returned with the documents in five minutes.

"After the contract is signed, there are still some procedures to go through. I will arrange it later." Lawyer Fang handed An Xian a paper contract and an electronic contract, and asked her to sign the corresponding position and put her fingerprint on it.

The fingerprint on An Xian's right hand is a copy of Roy, and has not been changed since the day of Dejima. If she uses her own fingerprint, even her ID card cannot be verified. Of course, she can also cast spells, confuse other people, and modify the verification results, but that would be too troublesome.

After signing the contract, Attorney Fang couldn't help but ask: "Why did the leader decide to sign it again?"

"Sign it first, wait until He Lin comes back and then transfer it to him, so as not to be remembered." The He family has already started to move. To avoid trouble in the future, it is safer to hold it in the hand first, and He Lin is by her side. It can be transferred at any time as long as he recovers.

Lawyer Fang glanced at her deeply: "The leader is sure that Mr. He is still alive?"

"As long as his body is not found for a day, I always believe that he is still alive."

After Lawyer Fang left, An Xian transferred a sum of money from his own card to Mingxiu and the orphanage respectively. Mingxiu gave her the right to mine the spar mine, and she would regularly pay him every month and provide various drugs for free. Every time he finds any rare treasures or minerals, Mingxiu will first contact her and ask her if she needs it.

An Xian thought for a while, and sent a text message to Mingxiu, asking him to help find some special human bones.

Judging from the clavicles, phalanxes, and skulls found so far, An Xian suspects that a god-man really fell on this planet, and his bones were scattered all over the world. Nowadays human beings are born with spiritual power, is it also related to this god-man? Although the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is exhausted, the flesh and blood of gods and humans is enough to transform the physique of mortals and affect the genes of future generations.

An Xian walked out of the office, intending to check the patient's health. Halfway down the road, Ji Jingze suddenly walked over, with sunken eyes and uncut edges, not as neat and delicate as usual. Anxian handed him dozens of prescriptions not long ago. From elementary to advanced, the difficulty increases one by one. The requirements for proficiency and control are very high. In order to complete the task, this guy probably worked continuously for a long time, using mental power. Reached the limit.

An Xian had an agreement with his grandfather to help him break through the sixth level in one year. With his talent and diligence, he may have reached his goal now, but he has not yet gone to the test.

Ji Jingze drifted past Anxian, drifting into his office like a ghost, and did not find Anxian at all.

Judging from his situation, he was almost no different from those patients. If one year later, Master Wentai was given a level 7 neuropathy pharmacist, I don’t know what his mood would be...

For two consecutive days, An Xian stayed with the patients and checked all the patients one by one. When she was about to go to Siyou Mountain, Segler reminded: "What about the two people in the confinement room?"

Only then did An Xian remember that there were two unlucky ghosts in the confinement room. He thought for a moment and said, "Let it go."

"Let it go?" Segle raised his eyebrows. "Aren't you talking about using them as bait?"

"It's been so long and those people haven't moved yet. Obviously this bait is useless." An Xian said indifferently. "If you let them go, you might be suspicious for a while. Besides, keeping them would be a waste of food. ."

Segler: The last sentence is the point.

When the security captain opened the door of the confinement room, the two guys thought that their time of death had finally arrived, and with a convulsive expression of weeping and pretending to be calm, they walked out of the small black room and came all the way to the mental hospital. Outside the gate.

Immediately after hearing only a bang, the metal door behind him was closed tightly, isolating them.

The two looked at each other, with a dazed expression, and stood still for a long time without moving.

"Oh, poor, they must have made a mistake, so they were kicked out." A deliberately lowered voice came from the wall.

"Goodbye, brothers, and strive to be a genius in the next life, maybe there is still a chance to come in and be company with us." One person spread his legs and hooked on the rope of the swing, and the two people outside the wall waved.

"Fortunately, I have been actively cooperating with the treatment, and my IQ keeps increasing by the negative quadratic of "1" every day."

"The survival of the fittest, the world is so cruel."

Two people onlookers outside the door: "..."

"You can go now." A voice suddenly sounded behind them, and the two turned around and saw An Xian standing next to a maglev car, gave them a faint glance, then sat in the driver's seat, started the car and moved away.

The two of them just remembered now, they were released? After being detained for so long, without torture, without being sent to prison, and released without saying a word? What is going on with this inexplicable sense of loss? Let them show it...

An Xian brought He Lin back to Siyou Mountain, thinking of Roy who had just awakened in her heart.

Parked the car, He Lin took the lead to get out of the car and ran into the flower field excitedly.

An Xian followed him unhurriedly, before taking a few steps, and then suddenly stopped and looked up at He Lin who was standing in the flower field.

As soon as he stepped into the flower field, a powerful breath rushed into his face, He Lin was like plunged into the magma, everything around him became hot and stagnant, and countless complicated images impacted his brain, but for a moment , His eyes became crimson, his clothes ignited sparks at the starting point, and the two-meter radius under his feet turned into scorched earth.

With a plop, He Lin, who could not bear it, fainted to the ground.

An Xian walked over quickly, checked his body with spiritual consciousness, then fed him a Qingxin Pill, and sent him into the room.

Strange, why did you faint suddenly? From his appearance, it seems that he has been impacted by some kind of power, but there are only spiritual energy and divine power around the flower field. Could it be... the skull?

The divine power contained in the skull does no harm to mortals. Even a person like Joe Uly who is born with a devilish energy will feel uncomfortable at best without triggering an attack.

An Xian looked at He Lin on the bed, puzzled.

At this moment, a mist suddenly appeared on the wall, and then he reached into a translucent head to observe the situation in the house curiously.

An Xian smiled and said, "Roy, come in."

Roy got out of the wall, floated behind An Xian, climbed her shoulders, and leaned her head against her face, flickering and flickering like a spirit behind her.

Loy in the spiritual state is invisible to ordinary people, and requires the help of drugs or other psychic devices. If it is a cultivator who has reached the fusion stage, as long as it is not a spirit creature whose level exceeds them or is deliberately hidden, it can basically be seen.

Sitting peacefully by the bed, using his spiritual sense to carefully investigate He Lin's condition, there was no other damage except for some abnormal mental fluctuations. Since He Lin succeeded in building the foundation, his spiritual power has merged with spiritual power, and there is no need to worry about a mental riot. The only thing that needs to be overcome is his own demons.

"Could it be that the memory is about to be restored?" An Xian helped him recuperate his spirits, and then took Roy out of the room.

"Go, let's open up wasteland." Anxian plans to open up new fields and expand the planting area.

In the first ten years of her introduction, her main job was to take care of the fields and cultivate herbs. She was very familiar with the trivial things of digging and digging, and she was able to do a few small spells.

However, Roy’s efficiency is higher than hers. As a ginseng essence, he has a great racial advantage in civil engineering. It took a few minutes to learn the leisurely small spells, then floated around in the air, and cultivated more than ten acres of land. Out.

"Awesome." An Xian exclaimed.

So Roy swished and opened a dozen acres of new land, and there were signs of continuing.

An Xian hurriedly stopped and said: "Okay, let's open the land here, let's start the next step."

Luo Yiyi floated back, quietly sticking to Anxian's back.

The large tracts of land near the flower fields have undergone qualitative changes under the nourishment of spiritual energy. Various high-quality plants can be cultivated, and the influence of seasonal weather can even be reduced. Off-season plants can be planted.

An Xian took out a bag of seeds from the storage ring, pointed to a piece of land and said, "This bag of seeds is handed over to you."

Roy's fingertips flickered, and hundreds of seeds immediately flew out of the bag and floated in the air.

Anxian took out another bag of seeds and waved his hand. The seeds filled the sky like soldiers receiving orders, lining up into the dirt.

Roy also learned to play quietly, sprinkling the seeds on the ground cracklingly.

Then, An Xian flicked his fingers and shot an elixir into the ground. In that moment, a layer of water waved on the surface of the ground, which then turned into little stars and melted into the soil.

Yun Lin Jiao, who was lying on the edge of the lake, glanced lazily. The flash tail in the lake was indeed very excited. He jumped several times in a row and gushed water jets into the sky happily.

Both the lion guard and the raccoon ran over to watch the excitement, and howled from time to time to cheer for their owner.

Roy's face was rippling again, and his eyes filled with joy.

An Xian turned his head to look at Roy and smiled: "Roy, will you help me take care of the flower field in the future?"

The head next to her face shook up and down, and her long, misty hair rolled up and down.

"Thank you." An Xian smiled at him.

The facial features on Roy's face suddenly turned into a mosaic, and then the entire spirit body turned into water vapor and evaporated.

leisurely:"……"