There are no pollutants near him, except...

A rat standing up stood in his sight, standing in the shadow of the street corner.

Such a situation made Yao Yan confused—

Why did he leave that world faster than himself?

As for the operation of disguising your form, you are seen?

Although it is a bit unexpected, it is not something that requires too much concern.

After all, this matter has been exposed in all aspects.

Lao Jia has seen how many times he used his ability. Lao Jia himself should have a good idea of ​​his ability, but he just knows the question of how much and how much.

Compared to these, Yao Yan cared more about the fact that Ice Blue Feather and Lao Jia returned earlier than he did.

Faced with his inquiry, Lao Jia only showed a look of scrutiny on his face, which had no expression.

He is using his own abilities, the ability to judge value.

Immediately, Yao Yan adjusted his relevant values ​​on this issue a few times.

When he began to consider giving up asking this "insignificant" question in his mind, Lao Jia narrowed his eyes slightly and said:

"You really didn't lie, my ability doesn't do much to you."

"You can, in turn, sell what I think is worthless at a high price, and sell what I think is worthwhile at a low price?"

Lao Jia glanced at him, turned around, and walked towards the chaotic street with his cane:

"I don't do business that I don't know."

"Oh, I didn't expect that you, Lao Jia, is still a stable person."

Yao Yan opened and closed the beak, and his voice without emotion spoke out words that were not in line with his voice.

This situation made Lao Jia pause slightly.

At this time, Yao Yan also returned to the topic:

"What's going on with that Winged Man's feather?"

Lao Jia turned his head and turned his head again:

"What price do you pay?"

"Oh, it turns out that this is the trick. If you don't make an estimate, will you ask me to bid?"

At this time, the value judgment of this question has declined a lot, Yao Yan responded:

"A word for the corpse of a man is really level."

Old Jia was silent for a moment before saying:

"The level of phenomenon."

"make a deal."

Yao Yan, who has reached the effect level, has become closer to the value judgments of reality and phenomenon levels.

After scanning his body back and forth, Lao Jia turned his head and said as he walked:

"It should be the 'silent angel''Zerle."

"Angelo of Silence?"

Yao Yan didn't care whether his blunt statement would affect the other party's imagination. He didn't intend to let the other party treat himself as a background pollutant like he did when dealing with Loulan.

Lao Jia, who obviously had too many presets for him, looked at him deeply for a moment when he heard this, and then Lao Jia replied:

"The Angel of Silence, the High Retainer of Frost City."

"In Frost City, there will be different names for hostages of different sizes and levels."

"The first one was the frost angel at the real level, and at the regular level, it was called the angel of silence."

"The Winged Man is just the title of ordinary humans assimilated by the Silent Angels, or the despicable title of Frost City creatures by other races."

It was like explaining to an unknown person, Lao Jia said in a low voice.

Yao Yan still knows some of the names of Winged Man and Frost City Angel, which are included in the previous "basic knowledge".

What Yao Yan cares about is "assimilation".

The word is put together with the angel, and his first idea is to preach.

This word that you can tell at first that it has something to do with "dissemination".

Moreover, this word should be related to the feathers he used to control with the devilish crow before...

Yao Yan didn't make a mistake, and asked directly:

"Is pollution a force at the regular level?"

This time, Lao Jia stopped completely and turned his body:

"Why do you think that cities such as Yancheng, Haicheng, and Frost City are in that form? And we lone walkers have different forms?"

Lao Jia seemed to have given up guessing the background, guessing the actions he intended, and did not observe his actions, but just explained:

"Containers and pollutants at the regular level can transform other organisms and surrounding environments into forms consistent with them on a large scale."

He stared at Yao Yan:

"If I had been in Yancheng, I would have become a wooden mouse in the future."

He said, turning his head and looking into the distance:

"The humans in the old era were flocking animals, and their consciousnesses would influence each other and assimilate the surrounding individuals into spiritual consciousness that is consistent with or close to them through various methods."

Is there any?

Although Yao Yan had already answered yes when he asked himself, many details are still worth pondering.

But he didn't interrupt.

But the more Lao Jia said, the less he seemed to be explaining, but he found some venting point.

His voice became deeper and his speech became a little faster:

"A hostage or pollutant assimilates other hostage or pollutants, and these assimilated and polluted objects will become new sources."

As he said that, he seemed to have aroused anger:

"Pollutants are prone to change and their shapes are difficult to stabilize, so it is still difficult to form a large-scale similar environment."

"But the shelters are different. Their assimilation will even change the spiritual core form of other shelters and become replicas."

As he said that, the emotions in his rat eyes quickly faded because of indifference and cold solemnity:

"After the shelter reaches the regular level, the assimilation phenomenon will continue to accumulate and expand."

Yao Yan probably understood.

Using a biological gene example of a figurative point, the condominant will not or be extremely difficult to change in replication, while the contaminant will be mutations.

No, it is not true. It should be that the polluted pollutants or the shelter will form a new concept because of the combination of the pollution concept and the original concept, and the pollutants and the shelter assimilated by the shelter will be covered, inherit the concept of the assimilation source and lose their own concept.

Yao Yan, who understood Lao Jia's speech, was about to say something when he heard Lao Jia's next sentence getting colder:

"What else do you want to ask?"

There are so many questions to ask.

After a brief pause, Yao Yan asked another question.

"Why is Buzhou Mountain not assimilated by pollution?"

But when he heard this, he saw Lao Jia's extremely cold vision:

"Because Buzhou Mountain is a legacy of Mr. Almost, this should be a paradise for us polluters."

His cold voice seemed to spread:

"The power of pollutants will continue to influence each other and create stronger pollutants."

"But, the group of pollutants broke into here after almost Mr. disappeared."

"They are parasitized here."

Lao Jia said, his voice suddenly returned to normal:

"If you are interested, you can go to these places."

"Traces left by the shelter of one of the most powerful shelters killed by almost Mr. Almost."

"Oh, by the way, his name is 'hierarchy'."

"But it's more likely to be 'class'."

“But I prefer ‘standard’ the most.”
Chapter completed!