I'm really immortal

Liu Changan opened the door with a punch. This is a typical old-fashioned residential building with two bedrooms and one living room plus a small balcony and a toilet. The living room is also used as a dining room. Now there are only two beds and a thick CRT color TV in the house. This thing is considered an antique, but luckily it's not a black and white TV.

The young man who was monitoring him was able to endure loneliness. The bed in his room was by the window. If he opened the window a little, he could use a telescope to monitor Liu Changan. There were some scattered remnants of domestic garbage in the room.

For criminal investigation, these domestic garbage are important items that can be used to find clues, but Liu Changan didn't care, just looked at it and left.

After wandering around the community, they found nothing else. It seemed that even if there were multiple surveillance points, they were evacuated as the young man was exposed. They were not sure whether Liu Changan had discovered more surveillance points.

Liu Changan thought for a while and decided to reason with people first. After all, he was a reasonable person, so he went home, took ink and a pen, and wrote the words "The Place where the God of Death Retreats" on the telephone pole at the entrance of the community.

He has already given a warning. If others don't see this line, or don't understand the meaning of these five words, and then break in to play, Liu Changan can't control what will happen to them.

Only those who live longer will kill more people. Only immortals who have harvested their lives are qualified to be called the God of Death, otherwise they are just executioners.

Liu Changan is very satisfied that he has improved his realm and style. In fact, he often thinks about whether he belongs to the category of "immortal", but considering that he can neither fly nor control the wind and rain, it would be too much to be aloof and not eat the fireworks of the world. It’s boring, but I finally decided that I was alone.

However, it is also very interesting to accidentally name himself a "God of Death". He doesn't care whether he is qualified to be a "God of Death", because no one is qualified to say that he is not qualified anyway.

Liu Changan raised his head and glanced at the Baolong Center, which was like a staircase to heaven. He knew that he was far away from the legendary "god", but he could still improve his strength. After jumping down from the 452-meter Baolong Center once, he would not be able to do it next time. If so, the effect will not be so good. Your goal should be raised to a tall building above 600 meters.

There are only a handful of tall buildings of this height in the world, let alone in China? In fact, it doesn't necessarily have to be a high-rise building. The height of many cliffs and cliffs in Jedi is higher than this height. He won't really focus on jumping off the building to improve. The last time he chose Baolong Center, it was mainly because it was close and convenient.

In fact, it is possible to choose to ram into the high-speed train, but that would be too dangerous for others and is no different from an act of terrorism. Liu Changan is not willing to do such a thing in this relatively peaceful era.

One very strange thing is that since my genes have been passed on to immortality, why can I still evolve and improve my body functions?

According to scientific concepts, if a gene has been passed on to immortality, it will cause the inheritor to lose the ability to reproduce, because this ability is no longer necessary. So logically speaking, its own evolution should also stop. Why can it still improve?

This is a contradiction, and it is also a mystery that Professor Liu has studied but found nothing.

Liu Changan looked at his handwriting and was lost in thought for a while, then went back to put away the ink and brush.

Just as he was about to play cards, Zhu Juntang sent a message asking Liu Changan to read a book.

Generally speaking, when someone sends a message asking Liu Changan to meet, or like the third wife, asking for a time to meet, Liu Changan will ignore it. However, Zhu Juntang obviously has more experience and asks Liu Changan to read a book. Liu Changan will not be indifferent to "if you want to see me, just come by yourself", he will go happily.

Liu Changan went happily.

The person who received Liu Changan downstairs was Zhong Qing, which surprised Liu Changan, so he asked: "I have seen Zhu Juntang many times recently, but you have not accompanied Zhu Juntang. Don't you need to accompany the third wife today?"

Zhong Qing couldn't help but glance at Liu Changan and found that he seemed to have no other metaphorical meaning and his expression was as usual. Then he felt relieved and said, "The third wife is not in a good mood today and wants to stay by herself for a while."

"Does the third wife usually live with Zhu Juntang?" Liu Changan asked casually.

"How can you? The place here is too small to live in." Zhong Qing shook his head.

Liu Changan did not ask any more questions and came to Zhu Juntang's library, but Zhu Juntang was not in the library. Zhongqing said: "There is a waning moon hanging in the clouds tonight. The night is still good. The third lady has prepared a book party with you upstairs. .”

The third wife has talked about the marriage, and Zhong Qing's attitude has also changed a bit. Normally she would have some thoughts and suggestions about this ambiguous environment where men and women meet alone, but naturally not now.

Liu Changan did not chew too much, as monkeys would go into the corn field and plunder the corns everywhere. Liu Changan saw a few books of interest at the entrance of the library, and did not go to see if there were any more interesting books, so he took them. After these few books, I went upstairs to find Zhu Juntang.

He knew very well that Zhu Juntang had no interest in reading. She just found this reason that he would not object to to ask him to meet.

She could go find him, and she would not feel that she had lost her status by going down to earth. She must ask him to meet here. Naturally, this was what girls were accustomed to, and they wanted to talk somewhere where there was a story.

Just like some girls will look for a familiar place to express their love, giving her more security and courage, some boys will look for the place where they confessed for the first time to let her recall how moved they were in the first place.

In fact, they are all useless ideas and very self-centered. Whether they succeed or not has nothing to do with them.

Of course Zhu Juntang didn't come to Liu Changan to express her feelings, her expression was even a little angry.

Just like the superstition on the magic stick, the look on the aunts' faces when they were told after losing their virginity that the magic stick had no power at all.

"I come from the mortal world, and I don't envy the gods in heaven. I just talk about it when I have something to say." Liu Changan sat cross-legged. No matter how angry Zhu Juntang was, she was still ready for the book party. She had a fruit plate, snacks, tea table, drinks, poetry, books, music, movies, and articles. Quan, probably after giving orders, someone prepared the scene according to the scene of a small gathering of ladies.

"Liu Chang'an, Qin Yanan said you were lying to me! You said you knew Qin Shihuang, but that was a text message scam!" Zhu Juntang said straight to the point.

"Didn't you Taiwanese invent that meme? We here call you Scam Island because of it." Liu Changan said calmly.

"That's not the point!"

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