Chapter 3908 Targeting

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Fatian conducted experiments again and again, but the results were the same. The worst thing was that the mud was getting less and less, and the clay sculptures were getting smaller and smaller.

There are even times when Fatian is unable to sculpt the facial features in a precise way, and his face is blurry, lifeless, and unrealistic. Even if he is resurrected, he will look very ugly.

Most importantly, there may be no way to successfully resurrect.

If you do it one more time, the chance of resurrection will be smaller. I am afraid that in the end, the mud ball formed by these powders will not be able to be molded into a human shape.

Fatian is very desperate now, because if she does it, the mud ball will become smaller and smaller, making it even less likely to succeed. But if she doesn't do it, she will be even less likely to be resurrected.

The clay statue collapsed again. The weather was so bad that I wanted to lift the table, but everything was on the table. If I threw the things away, there was no hope at all.

Fa Tian was so angry that he cried. Why can't it work? Why can't it work? What's the problem? He was so angry that he smashed the wall with his fist.

All anger comes from incompetence. Because you are incompetent and can't get what you want, you are particularly angry.

What the hell is wrong? Can anyone tell him?

Dong Lan saw Fa Tian roaring angrily, his facial features distorted and hideous.

Donglan started to shed tears, and when the tears came, she would catch them with her own hands.

Fatian looked at her irritably, "I'm not targeting you, why are you crying."

Donglan handed the tears in his hand to Fatian, "How about you add something to it? My tears are very good. No one knows the secret, so don't tell it."

Fatian looked at the tears in her hands. They were round and round, like dewdrops on a lotus leaf, rolling around and looking cute.

Fatian:......

His tears actually looked like water droplets and never fell apart. They were really the legendary beads of tears.

Dong Lan thought that Fatian didn't believe it and said, "Really, I won't lie to you. Our family has a talent that I won't tell most people."

Fatian frowned and took the beads, "What's the use?"

He didn't dare to use it, so he added messy things, what to do if something went wrong, what to do if it got broken.

These production steps of his were obtained through repeated experiments. Adding things with unknown origins and unknown effects would most likely result in failure.

Now every time you try something, the chance of success gets smaller.

Can't afford to experiment.

Donglan didn't want to elaborate on the use of her tears, so she raised her hand and swore, "It's really useful. Trust me, when you see me cry, my tears are very precious."

"Shark tears?" Fa Tian asked with raised eyebrows.

Donglan was stunned for a moment, "What kind of person is the shark, but that shark is definitely not as good as me, really."

"If what I added still fails, I advise you to give up. The failure is not due to material problems, but because she cannot be resurrected."

Dong Lan promised, "I won't joke about such an important matter."

Fatian's expression was still very doubtful, but he still joined in and started experimenting again. What if her thing was really useful.

It has failed so many times. There are not many steps and materials. Maybe adding a few things will make it successful.

After adding Dong Lan's Tears, he started making it, and finally finished drawing the divine patterns. Fa Tian almost held his breath as he looked at the clay sculpture.

The clay sculpture did not crack and fall apart like before. A smile appeared on Fatian's face, "It seems to be really useful."

Dong Lan breathed a sigh of relief, it was good as long as it worked, but he was afraid that if Fa Tian continued to experiment like this, it would be endless and people would go crazy.

"I gave you my most precious thing, are we friends now?" Dong Lan asked with a smile.

When Fatian was about to speak, he saw that the clay sculpture collapsed and turned into small lumps of clay.

Now this is still a lump of mud, but before it was directly scattered into sand, it can be seen that Donglan's tears actually have quite a solidifying power.

But even so, it still couldn't stop the collapse.

The smile and pride on Donglan's face suddenly froze, and she became as confused as Fatian, "It shouldn't be, it shouldn't be like this."

Donglan didn't know whether to comfort himself or Fatian. How could the precious thing he was so proud of become like this.

Fatian's face was numb, what exactly did he want to do, what exactly did he want.

What's wrong, what's missing?

Fatian gritted his teeth, the muscles on his face trembling, collected the ashes, and put them in a bottle.

Donglan saw that Fatian put away his things so calmly, and it seemed that he had stopped, but the atmosphere was very depressing.

It was the calm before the storm. Donglan asked cautiously: "Don't do it anymore."

Fatian smiled, but his facial muscles spasmed. His smile was very ferocious, "I'm afraid I'll go crazy if I keep doing it."

Getting mad at myself.

I've never been so angry.

Since it doesn't work now, then if you wait a little longer and find some better materials, you might be able to succeed.

Donglan: "That's good. You need to rest."

Donglan looked at his legs, "Can your legs grow back?"

FaTian: "No."

Donglan groaned, "It looks so ugly without one leg."

Children's words are the most innocent, but also the most hurtful.

Fa Tian was not touched at all. He can still speak, still be angry, and can still be called ugly.

But some people cannot jump or walk, and are not even qualified to be called ugly.

Maybe with enough strength, he could grow this leg, but now, he has no intention of growing this leg.

This is shame, you have to keep it and remind yourself of it all the time.

No way was found to resurrect her, and the leg was left lame and broken.

"I'm going to rest now. You can go." After experiencing intense mood swings and running away, Fa Tian was very tired now and needed to rest.

Until now, he still feels like he is dreaming. People who are so vivid suddenly disappear when they say they are gone.

Thought she could survive.

Now I am alone.

Donglan said angrily: "Why are you like this? You need to rest. I can help you look at the dangerous situations around you. If you see that I am of no use, just drive them away."

Fa Tianhehe, what is your hobby when you watch people sleeping and resting?

He has no intention of playing with him now. It is a novel experience for her, but for others, it is a matter of life.

There was no way to make her feel the same way.

Besides, there was no such thing as empathy in this world. Even for Ning Shu, he couldn't empathize with her.

Some are just confused and resentful that iron cannot become steel.

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