Mortal: I Use Lobster to Make Immortals

Ling Yanyi, the youngest surgeon in a tertiary hospital. While trying to install the latest medical brain computer "OpenClaw", there was an explosion in the laboratory. When he opened his eyes again, he had arrived in the realm of immortality. He had no spiritual roots, no apprenticeship, and was so thin that a gust of wind could blow him over. He thought that sooner or later he would die under the knife of a passing bandit. But it seems... His AI brain machine is still functioning? To practice a set of iron palms, it would take ten years of horseback riding and hundreds of beatings to figure out the secret to exerting force. Ling Yanyi stood aside and watched for three minutes: "Xiao Xia, disassemble and model the action he just made when chopping the tree." [The disassembly of the palm technique has been completed, and the motor cortex has been implanted. The current proficiency level is perfect. Others would have to memorize medicine scriptures for ten years to make elixirs, and explode dozens of elixir furnaces before they can find out the correct ratio of medicinal properties. Ling Yan pinched the newly picked spiritual grass and said: "Shrimp, scan the ingredients and calculate the optimal ratio and temperature control curve." [The optimization of the elixir recipe has been completed, the elixir yield rate is 100%, and the probability of the best elixir is 97%. [Ding! A high-level spiritual mineral vein has been detected three kilometers northwest. The reserves can run at full computing power for three thousand years. The coordinates of the entrance to the spiritual world have been synchronized. [Ding! The flaw in the operation of the target immortal's skill has been locked, and the defense system of the spiritual world has been cracked. Do you want to access it? Ding... Ding... Ding... ——Stop it! Xiaoxia, I just want to be a mortal!