Capital, inside a secret base!
On the operating table, several special syringes and devices were inserted into the head of a body.
From those syringes, a beam of white light flashed, and in the next moment, the body on the operating table sat up, gasping for air.
"I, Zhou Ming, have been reborn?" The man got off the operating table, feeling his body and the Martial Arts Qi, "My strength hasn't decreased, that's great!"
This man, whose way of speaking and thinking was exactly identical to Zhou Ming's.
It was indeed Zhou Ming, who had escaped in a beam of white light from the cement factory... Although he was neither human nor ghost, he was still Zhou Ming.
Zhou Ming felt around briefly, then suddenly noticed an old man in a white robe in the corner of the room.
He hurriedly ran over to the elder, knelt down reverently, and said, "Your subordinate, greets Your Highness the Holy Envoy! Thank you for saving my life!"
