12dz Chapter 277: The burden? The golden oil bottle (57)
Chapter 277: The burden? The golden oil bottle (57)
Three seconds later, the bottle expanded several times and a gold chain as thick as an arm fell out.
Chu Yizi stood up instantly.
No wonder it’s called the Golden Oil Bottle!
This is simply a treasure jar!!
He tried it with other things, such as putting in a pen refill, and he would get a water pipe or a complete pen, or three pen refills.
Put in a wooden chopstick, and you'll get a wooden stick, some wooden parts, a pair of chopsticks, or chopsticks of some other material.
It’s exactly as Wangcai said.
Chu Yizi played for a whole night and got a bunch of miscellaneous items.
The only drawback is that no matter how big the item is after upgrading, the item you put inside must be smaller than the bottle mouth.
The bottle is only seven centimeters in diameter.
According to Wangcai, only upgrading can expand the diameter of the bottle.
There are only two ways to upgrade items.
Either get a second item of the same kind and add them together, or melt the other items.
Chu Yizi had to give up temporarily.
Since wealth in the interstellar world is determined by trees, what if he throws a tree in?
Looks like I need to get more props soon.
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The end of the year is approaching and the school is on winter vacation.
During this period of time, Chu Yizi moved into the dormitory and studied with Fang Mulin.
It's rare that he didn't cause any trouble.
After entering the medical department, Fang Mulin studied harder. The medical skills that Chu Yizi bought could always help Fang Mulin solve problems from time to time.
The two gradually became inseparable.
It was not until they walked out of the school gate that Fang Mulin realized that the two were actually going to separate.
Huo Yijue's grandmother and most of Huo Yinzhu's properties are still in City X. During the Chinese New Year, Chu Yizi wants to go back to City X with her.
Fang Mulin looked at the person pulling the suitcase, his lips trembling twice, "Huo Yijue..."
Chu Yizi looked up at him and asked, "Why, you can't bear to leave me?"
Fang Mulin suddenly couldn't say anything.
As those fragmented dreams became more and more numerous, his memory of Chu Yizi became clearer and clearer.
Recalling the scene that had appeared repeatedly in his dreams recently, he felt a dull pain in his heart - in that dark and damp basement, Chu Yizi broke up with him.
In fact, there were signs.
All along, he knew in his subconscious that he had not made Chu Yizi completely fall in love with him.
He didn't remember why he didn't try to keep him, but every time he thought of the scene, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave and his whole body was cold.
These scattered fragments cannot form a complete picture, but they are enough for him to face his feelings.
He paused, "Huo Yijue...During the Chinese New Year, I will go to City X, to my grandfather's house."
Chu Yizi raised his eyebrows, "So?"
"So," Fang Mulin looked into his eyes, "let's celebrate the New Year together then."
Chu Yizi smiled and said, "Okay, remember to bring my puppet with you when the time comes."
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On New Year's Eve, Chu Yizi took Huo Yijue's grandmother to watch the fireworks and came back and saw several new messages.
Fang Mulin: Sorry, we can’t celebrate the New Year together this year.
Fang Mulin: [Video.]
Fang Mulin: Huo Yijue, your lucky puppet seems to have worked again.
It was a facial photo, and the person in the photo was Lu Xiuzhen.
Her eyelids moved!
From the voice, Chu Yizi could already hear Fang Mulin's sobs, which were the result of uncontrollable emotion.
For ten years, even though the chances of waking up were slim, he still held on to a glimmer of hope.
Lu Xiuzhen's condition improved again.
Chu Yizi seemed to be infected by him and started laughing too.
After laughing, he asked Wangcai, "Is there any way to wake Lu Xiuzhen up?"
Wangcai hesitated for a while, "It's not that there is no such thing, it's just..."
"only?"
Wangcai gritted his teeth and said, "It's very dangerous for you, the host."
"Oh?" Chu Yizi was not surprised.
Wangcai said, "Use supernatural powers. Do you remember the method He Ziyi used on Ye Yunye? That will do."
Chu Yizi was silent for a moment.
"How do I return to that world?"
The basis of that method is Xia Anji's blood.
Wangcai advised: "Without the identity of the client, it is impossible for you to break in without permission."
Chu Yizi glanced at it and said, "Nothing is impossible."
"Besides, the speed of time in the two worlds is different. Even if you really go there, Xia Anji may not still be alive."
Chu Yizi pursed his lips, something flashed across his face, and he didn't continue speaking.
Jingyun City.
Fang Mulin and Fang Hechao stood in front of the emergency room, their faces filled with worry.
They never expected that after a glimmer of hope, Lu Xiuzhen's condition became even more critical.
It has been more than two hours since I went in, and the door of the emergency room has never been opened.
At times like this, every minute and every second seemed particularly long. The two stood there with serious expressions, their brows never relaxed for a moment.
Outside the window, the sound of fireworks hit the eardrums one after another. It seemed that on the day when thousands of families were reunited, only the two people of the Fang family were abandoned by the hustle and bustle.
At this moment, hurried footsteps came from the corridor.
The two of them looked over at the same time and saw a dusty figure panting at the entrance of the corridor.
It’s Chu Yizi.
Fang Mulin was startled and walked over quickly, "Huo Yijue? Why are you here?"
The incident happened suddenly and Fang Mulin didn't have time to inform him.
Chu Yizi raised his hand and opened the lunch box.
"I'm here to bring you dumplings, this year's lucky dumplings."
Fang Mulin was stunned.
Chu Yizi followed Fang Mulin and said, "Uncle Fang, come and eat the lucky dumplings together. My grandma and I made them together. Let me share my luck with you."
Fang He turned around and forced a smile, "You are thoughtful, Yi Jue, but right now... I really can't eat."
Lu Xiuzhen's life or death is unknown now, how could he possibly eat?
Fang Mulin, who was following behind Chu Yizi, looked down at the box of dumplings, his eyes flashing.
Then he said to Fang Hechao, "Eat one, Dad."
Fang Hechao looked at him when he heard that.
Fang Mulin said: "I believe my mother can feel lucky with us."
After saying that, he took the chopsticks and picked up a dumpling.
Fang Hechao paused, sighed, and walked over to eat one.
After eating it, Fang Mulin discovered that the dumplings were actually sweet.
The filling inside is very strange.
Just then, the countdown on the big clock in the distance rang.
It’s the New Year’s bell.
The three of them looked at each other, and at the same time, the door of the emergency room opened.
The doctor came out with a tired face, "Mr. Fang."
Fang Hechao and Fang Mu hurried over.
The doctor said, "Mrs. Fang is truly blessed by fate. All indicators were already failing, but just when we were about to issue a critical illness notice, she unexpectedly improved."
Fang Hechao was stunned and asked excitedly: "You mean... is Zhenzhen okay?!"
The doctor nodded, "Yes."
Fang Hechao and Fang Mulin looked at each other and cried with joy.
After wiping away his tears, Fang Mulin looked back and found Chu Yizi sitting in a chair in a daze, holding the lunch box of dumplings in his hand, wondering what he was thinking.