At this moment, Ye Chong had already fallen into extreme excitement.

His eyes were like stars in the night sky, quietly blooming with brilliance.

no way.

He was stunned by his own IQ.

He even felt that he was no longer an awesome Klass, but an awesome Plath, even bigger.

Soon, Ye Chong grabbed the Tiansi silk bag and closed his eyes excitedly.

1 second.

2 seconds.

3 seconds.

…

1 minute.

2 minutes.

3 minutes.

…

"Huh?

Why has it taken so long for no response?

What kind of bullshit assimilation is this?”

Ye Chong opened his eyes with confusion, only to find that the silk bag was still being held by his left hand.

The scene in my mind hasn't changed much.

The birds in the Assimilation column were silent and there was no movement at all.

"What's going on?"

Ye Chong couldn't help but muttered, and then used the net of consciousness to grab a battle merit point and smashed it on the assimilation column.

As a result, an interesting scene appeared.

The battle merit points flashed back to the battle merit points column.

At the same time, the assimilation bar flashed with light, and something like a pointer appeared, flashing non-stop.

Ye Chong subconsciously fished it out with the net of consciousness, but unexpectedly he actually caught the shining pointer in it.

"Haha, it turns out it's like this. It's interesting. I understand."

Speaking of which, the so-called web of consciousness is nothing more than a web-shaped thing intertwined by spiritual power, which is inherently illusory.

It is not surprising that it can pick up the same ethereal flashing pointer, but it is still a surprise.

Soon the next moment came, the web of consciousness left the mind, teleported to the palm of the left hand holding the silk bag, and then put it down.

As a result, the flashing pointer suddenly disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

"Huh?

What's going on?

How could it not work?”

Ye Chong frowned and couldn't help but immerse his consciousness in the assimilation column again.

To his surprise, the shining pointer appeared again.

He didn't waste any time, fished it into the net of consciousness again, quickly came to the silk bag held by his left hand, and slowly released it.

The result was the same scene as before.

The flashing pointer disappears.

Nothing else has changed.

"Depend on.

It would be nice if there was a manual?

This is so troublesome.

However, there should be no problem with my overall operation method.

The web of consciousness captures the shining pointer...

And then put it on something that needs to be assimilated…

Then……

open……

It should... be right?

Could it be..."

Whoosh!

Ye Chong took out the Starry Sky Blade from the Sky Silk Bag and put it aside.

Then, swish, swish, he took out all the other things, leaving only the clean silk bag.

Then he repeats the previous process again.

Soon, the flashing pointer quietly landed on the joint between the palm of the left hand and the silk bag.

Whoa!

The light flashes.

Extremely dazzling.

Ye Chong felt that his left hand suddenly felt hot, as if something had penetrated into it.

At the same time, some liquid suddenly gushes out.

"I go.

Are there bugs?

Why are my palms broken?

bleeding?

what's going on?"

A series of question marks rose in Ye Chong's mind.

But when he took a closer look, his expression suddenly changed.

I saw that the silk bag had long since disappeared, and some dark liquid was dripping down from the palm of his left hand.

"It's not blood."

"It's impurities."

"Oh my god, the silk bag is really assimilated to me."

Whoa!

Ye Chong was instantly immersed in his mind.

Merits: 65910

Physique:255(255)

Qi and blood:1000(1000)

Spirit:277(277)

Assimilation:0(1)

Madness:100(100)

"It's exactly what I guessed.

After the assimilation is completed, the first 1 in the assimilation column changes to 0, which means that this opportunity for assimilation has been used.

So, what about Tiansi silk bags?

it……

it it it…

where are you now?"

The next moment, Ye Chong looked inside his body and inspected it carefully.

Everything is normal, nothing has changed, especially the place where something seemed to have been drilled into the palm of my hand just now, it seems...

"Um?
To be continued...