Wang Dazhuang's legs were shaking and he wanted to turn around and run away.
But his legs seemed to have a mind of their own and stood there motionless.
"Fatty, don't be nervous. This is a puppet I made. It won't hurt anyone." Yang Fan hurriedly explained.
"The puppet you made?"
Wang Dazhuang calmed down and his nervous mood finally calmed down a little.
Afterwards, he made sure that the puppet obeyed Yang Fan's orders, and then he dared to come over and observe.
"Brother Fan, your puppet looks pretty strong. Can it fight?" Wang Dazhuang looked away and said again.
"You'll know if you try it yourself." Yang Fan showed a wicked smile on his face.
"Okay! Then I'll give it a try. Look how powerful I am..."
Bang!
"Oh my god! Oh my god, this puppet's body is not as big as mine, how can it be this strong?"
Wang Dazhuang tried to attack, but was knocked down by Yang Fan's puppet.
"You're kidding! This is a Xuan-grade puppet! Its strength is comparable to that of a first-level monster!" Yang Fan said proudly.
"Is its strength comparable to that of a first-level monster?" Wang Dazhuang's eyes lit up.
thump!
The next moment, he knelt down in front of Yang Fan.
"Fuck! Fatty, what's wrong with you? Are you seriously ill?" Yang Fan was shocked and asked nervously.
"Brother Fan, you are my biological father. Sell me two of your puppets. My family has a mine. You can name any price you want."
Wang Dazhuang kowtowed to Yang Fan as he spoke. Yang Fan didn't wait for him to finish, but jumped up and kicked him to the ground.
"Fuck you! I don't even have a girlfriend, how can I have a son as old as you?"
"It's not impossible to give you a few puppets, but it depends on whether you can learn the art of controlling puppets." Yang Fan scolded with a smile.
He doesn't have many friends in school.
Fatty Wang Dazhuang is definitely one of them.
And the relationship is very close.
As the ancients said: A brother is known in times of trouble.
When everyone distanced themselves from and ridiculed him because he had not awakened his spiritual roots, Fatty Wang Dazhuang did not despise them.
That's enough.
"The Art of Controlling Puppetry? What Art of Controlling Puppetry?" Wang Dazhuang asked in confusion.
"I'll teach you the simple commands to control the puppets. If you can learn them, I'll give you a few."
"If you can't learn, there's no point in giving them to you, because they won't obey your commands."
Yang Fan didn't explain much and taught Wang Dazhuang the art of controlling puppets.
The art of controlling puppets is divided into two parts.
One part is making the puppet, the other part is controlling the puppet.
Compared to the core puppet making, the spells for controlling puppets are relatively simple.
Wang Dazhuang was shocked!
Seeing that these puppets require specific spells to control, I learned them more seriously than watching porn movies.
Two hours later, after unremitting practice, Wang Dazhuang was finally able to give simple instructions to the puppet.
He was so excited that he danced with joy and was about to kneel down and kowtow to Yang Fan, but Yang Fan kicked him away while scolding him with laughter.
"Wow! Brother Fan, you... you're injured so badly, are you healed already?"
Wang Dazhuang patted his butt and got up.
Suddenly, his eyes widened in surprise and disbelief.
After Yang Fan fell into a coma, he carried his family on his back.
At that time, it was Wang Dazhuang who helped bandage his wounds.
Therefore, he was very familiar with the extent of Yang Fan's injuries.
It's only been a few hours, and you're already full of energy?
"It's okay. I have some healing pills on me." Yang Fan lied.
In fact, the reason why his injuries healed so quickly.
It all depends on the Chaos Dao Body!
Yang Fan first discovered this when he was killing monsters to level up.
His Chaos Dao Body not only accelerates his cultivation value and the speed of acquiring proficiency, but can also heal injuries.
The whole afternoon.
Yang Fan stayed at the fat man's house, refining puppets.
When it was getting dark, Yang Fan stood up and said goodbye.
Before leaving, he gave four of the Xuan-grade puppets he had refined to the fat man.
Two attacking types, one defensive type, and one auxiliary type.
In this way, even if he encounters a second-level monster, he will be able to escape unscathed.
Go home in the evening.
While taking a shower, Yang Fan checked the wound.
Apart from some red marks, there were no wounds.
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