After saying that, I looked around and found a fungus in the surrounding ecological garden that was as thick as a nail and very tough and hard. I sharpened it with the dagger in my hand, roughly measured its length, and drew a scale.

While wiping off the impurities with clothes, he walked over again.

"Originally, I just wanted you to become like us, but I really don't know what methods you used. My understanding of relevant knowledge is really poor, and I can't even try to get you to join the group.

"At the same time, I don't know what else you are hiding or what is special. I am worried that it will be self-defeating. After thinking about it, I can only use the most authentic and direct method, which has been verified by the Great Festival of Common People and is widely praised. It can maximize

Methods of surgical intervention to reduce external interference.

"The prefrontal lobe of your brain will be removed to open up your solid shell, leaving you with no room left to integrate with the 'Original God'."

The white-clothed flying squirrel suddenly woke up from the half-death situation just now, as if it had been stimulated by something, twisting and struggling, trying to escape.

Zhang Lingjun quickly stepped forward and held him down, while carefully explaining: "Don't be anxious, and don't worry too much.

"Although I am not a doctor and have never studied medicine systematically, it is my first time to do this kind of surgery. To be precise, it is my first time to do surgery.

"But I have a friend who is a real brain doctor, and she told me some general knowledge.

"This operation is surprisingly simple in a complex and dangerous brain surgery. It only requires inserting an icepick from the eye socket into the prefrontal lobe of the brain and stirring it up.

"A person with normal intelligence can learn it in half a day of training. As a practitioner with stronger physical control, I am very sure that I can do it well in the first time. Please rest assured about this.

"Of course, because our place has limited conditions and lacks a lot of equipment, at least there is no electric shock device for anesthesia, so please be patient."

Flying Squirrel in white said: "Why don't you just kill me? What's the difference between this and killing me? Why do you need to do these things? Just kill me."

Zhang Lingjun said: "I have already said that I don't kill people. This is different from businessmen. The difference is huge. There is no need to be alarmist. Even ordinary people will not die after this operation... they will not die immediately and can live for a long time."

For a long time, for such a long time, as a practitioner, I have been able to heal my injuries.

"As a clay body, there is no saying that certain organs cannot be regenerated. This is what you said. You cannot use the so-called truths summarized based on the porcelain body to generalize the clay body.

"You can still recover.

"Of course, recovery can only restore the brain itself. The body's material belongs to the 'original god', so it can only restore the 'original god'. Some special mental and special marks may not be able to be reborn."

The flying squirrel in white had an ugly face: "You want to use this method to intimidate me and make me compromise, so as to achieve your own goals... You win."

Zhang Lingjun said: "Winning or not, it's a mess. I'm not threatening you. I really want to perform surgery on you. Surgery is my purpose.

"The reason why I talk so much and talk so much nonsense is because I am considering the condition of your brain. Your skull is a little different from normal people. I am considering where the prefrontal lobe of your brain is and how to perform the surgery.

"Okay..."

Zhang Lingjun grabbed the white-clothed flying squirrel's head, pressed it hard, and fixed it tightly to the ground. Then with his other hand, he pressed the wooden wedge and wooden vertebra that had just been polished by hand against the eye socket.

"Relax a little."

The flying squirrel in white looked at the face looking down at him in mid-air in front of him with resentment, cursing.

"No matter what means you try, you can't change your current situation, nor can you change the reality that you will die. There is no solution to this deep-seated infection, and there is no possibility of escaping. You have completely become

'Original God', your soul and everything have completely become 'Original God'.

"You will be integrated with the countless fungi in this ecological park, and you will be trapped here forever, sinking in the silk threads, and living forever."

Zhang Lingjun smiled, "Maybe, but you will be with me, so what about 'Original God', I love 'Original God', I can love 'Original God', 'Original God', 'Shang', I don't care

.

"Now you have to love 'Original God', and you will have to love 'Original God' in the future.

"I hope it doesn't matter to you either.

As he spoke, he pushed the wooden wedge in with force and without any hesitation.

Poof!

Zhang Lingjun vaguely felt that the wooden wedge scalpel in his hand broke through the tough leather, passed through the squirming and tight muscles, and finally came to a fragile place that felt like tofu.

"Welcome to join us..."

The round, button-like eyes of the white-clothed flying squirrel were brewing with substantial resentment. One of the eyes with a piece of sawdust protruded outwards in an instant, bursting with bloodshot eyes. Blood flowed out from the edge of the wooden wedge, flowing smoothly.

The eye sockets penetrate outward.

Ding!

At the same time, Yang Mu pressed the elevator door and opened it again, but there was also no movement.

But the white-clothed flying squirrel, which was already struggling after being pinned to the ground, could no longer control it and began to twitch like an epilepsy.

The flying squirrel in white struggled with his face, opened his mouth wide, and screamed a sharp voice.

It seemed that multiple voices had converged into one voice, carrying an unspeakable malevolence, carrying malice that extended from ancient times to the future, carrying some kind of twisted fear, and some unspeakable real power towards the surroundings.

Pass it on.

Seeing this, Zhang Lingjun didn't hesitate at all. He immediately rounded his fist and punched the flying squirrel in white on the chin.

Under the influence of the power that was far beyond ordinary people's that had been enhanced many times and the natural way of exerting force, the jaw was shattered in one fell swoop, teeth and blood spattered everywhere, and the sound stopped abruptly.

But it seems a little late.

Immediately afterwards, countless rustling and squeaking sounds were heard, and countless rats that came out of nowhere, gathered together, and rushed towards the place where the three of them were like black water.

Come here.

Zhang Lingjun and Zhang Lingjun couldn't help but stand up, stepping and kicking at the rats that were rushing towards them, and at the same time slapping the strings of furry creatures hanging on their bodies and crawling towards them.

One rat is not that powerful, but there are too many of them, and more importantly, the negative mental impact it has attached to it.

Zhang Lingjun's perception is too strong. Pictures, smells, sounds, and touches are all like these mice crawling into his brain.
Chapter completed!