The ultimate transmission fear beast stands on the Douluo Continent.

Chapter 460: Joining is not necessary, cooperation is possible

The atmosphere in the room was quite solemn.

Perhaps only ordinary plants and insects have the energy to maintain the ability to think normally in such an atmosphere.

Of course, the above premise is entirely based on someone redefining "thinking".

After all, judging from their daily behavior, it would be simpler and more straightforward to classify their actions as "instinct" rather than saying that they come from "thinking."

In his life so far, Meng Yiran had never thought that there would come a day when he would envy the carefree lives of plants and insects.

Soul Guidance Device, Dragon God, Martial Soul, God Realm.
Should she, a weak, pitiful and helpless soul master, really consider all these issues? !

Even if Gu You deliberately erased some of the content from the future, the existing information alone is already shocking enough.

After all, she lived in the interstellar era of 2644, not 32644.

In shock, Meng Yi still did not notice that the skull puzzle lodging in her mind was not chattering as usual.

For some unknown reason, it deliberately restrained its breath, as if it didn't want to be noticed.

For example, when Gu You regained consciousness halfway through his speech and found that the situation was not critical, he decisively lay on the ground and pretended to be dead. No, he lay on the ground and waited for the situation to change like Qiangu Baofeng.

He sat up from the ground and said in an incredulous tone: "We have investigated in advance and we know that you, as a strong attack type, are the real brain of the Royal Fighting Team."

"But I still want to ask, Gu You, are you really not a descendant of the survivors like us?"

"Of course not, I don't have twin martial spirits."

Gu You waved his hands repeatedly, indicating that he did not have a weapon spirit, and hinted that he should not make connections here.

He didn't know what other time travelers would think when encountering such a thing, but as ○'s successor, he was not going to follow Lu Fengxian's example and acknowledge his adoptive father.

Just kidding, rights and obligations have always been an integral whole of unity and opposition. Once he dared to accept this identity, while unconditionally obtaining the soul guide knowledge preserved by the survivors, he would also have to take on the obligation to help the survivors deal with the God Realm.

Although the goals are the same, he does not want to reduce the grand goal of "changing the world" to the boring drama of "avenging ancestors".

It is just like Shrek Academy's explanation of the great war between gods that took place ten thousand years ago ten thousand years later.

It is clear that the motive of the God King Tang was to "avenge his father, mother, wife and teacher", but the version that has been passed down to later generations is "to save the people from the clutches of the Spirit Hall."

Excluding the Rakshasa God who was restrained to death by the Angel God, where did the evil clutches of the Spirit Hall, an organization that goes to the countryside to help children awaken their spirits for free, come from?

Fortunately, the Douluo natives do not read history, so the latter "high-end, elegant and classy" replaced the former and became the mainstream view on the mainland.

However, Gu You does not have the bad habit of confusing right and wrong after the Lighthouse Country takes control of the media hegemony.

After traveling to Douluo Continent, as a normal human being, after satisfying the most basic physiological and safety needs, his heart had begun to unconsciously desire higher-level needs.

Rooted deep in the soul, the blood that desires to be recorded in history and passed down through the ages quietly awakens.

He stated in advance that he did not want to be associated with stagnant gods, nor did he intend to become the next ruler to rule the continent.

Mainly because every time he thought of the group of gods above his head who only accepted incense and did nothing, he wanted to punch out his clenched fists.

Accepting incense from people and eliminating disasters for them is a simple and pure equal exchange. Why is it that the omniscient and omnipotent God is unwilling to do it?
We all have one head on two shoulders, let’s see if God will get hurt!

The two survivors looked at each other.

Beast martial spirit, powerful attack system, and non-survivor, these three factors that affect IQ come together to produce a peerless genius who surpasses the survivors?

Wan Shanyue, a remnant among the remnants, a pure-blood who received elite education since childhood, is slightly in self-doubt.

Qiangu Baofeng silently directed his gaze to Tang San who was standing beside him without saying a word.

"Tang San, you."

Before he finished speaking, Tang San silently raised his left hand.

The next second, a small black hammer quietly floated in his palm, completely taking away his ability to express himself.

“Hao, Hao, Haotian Hammer?”

Tang San nodded slightly.

The spirit of Qian Gu Bao Feng is the Panlong Staff, which is the same as the two legendary priests of the Spirit Hall. Although it may be a coincidence, Tang San must take into account the possibility that the Wan Shan family is related to the Spirit Hall.

Assuming that the Wanshan family and the Spirit Hall have a shady connection in secret, then the Haotian Sect, which has torn its face with the Spirit Hall, has absolutely nothing to do with the survivors.

After all, if the Wanshan family had mediated, the relationship between the two sides would not have become so strained.

Qian Daoliu, the strongest in the sky, and Tang Chen, the strongest on land, the friendship between the two peerless masters capsized in an instant, which is really regrettable.

Unable to continue deceiving himself, Qiangu Baofeng shrugged at Wanshanyue.

I encountered a wild soul guide genius and tried my best to find no flaws. I also asked the chief to personally bring back these two unpolished gems for Petra.

Wan Shanyue forced himself to break free from self-doubt and cheer up.

She coughed twice, and in a calm tone that matched her status as the "chief", she extended an invitation to the expressionless two: "Ahem. Gu You, Tang San, congratulations on opening your eyes under the guidance of wisdom and seeing the ugly truth of the world."

"Although the Dragon God is dead now, his former minions still use the ancient and harsh rules to rule this land. Our goal is to overthrow the gods in the sky and regain the glory that belongs to the human race."

"So, do you want to join us?"

She extended her right hand towards the two of them, with a faint smile on her lips that was sincere and genuine.

".So, what preparations have you made?"

After a moment of silence, Gu You blinked his eyes and said, "I am very curious. The knowledge of soul guides from the First Era must have become incredible after two eras of development."

"Let me guess, can a water pipe be removed to become a gun barrel, or can a windshield be removed to become a fighter jet wing?"

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"Wrong guess? Could it be that you have disassembled the powerful weapons and soul guides and hidden them in oil paper bags in the city sewers, waiting to dig them out and assemble them when the gods come to the world, so as to give them a good beating?"

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Watching Wan Shanyue's increasingly embarrassed expression, Gu You had already made a decision in his heart.

It turns out that you have done nothing for two eras and have been hiding away?

No wonder from the first to the fourth of the three thousand years of history, there is no trace of the remnants between the lines.

It is estimated that either they will be discovered and annihilated by the God King Tang who inherited the throne of Shura God, or they will decline and perish silently like the three major sects in Douyi.

"This boy is not worthy of being consulted!"

Thinking of this, Gu You stood up from the sofa, patted Tang San on the shoulder, left a meaningful look, and walked out of the room without looking back.

Outside the door, there is the afterglow of the setting sun. The raging waves in the room are far from changing the current theme of peace.

Dugu Bo, who was standing in the shadows, opened his eyes, and his emerald snake pupils turned: "Are you done talking?"

"Well, that's about right."

Gu You raised the corner of his mouth, closed the door with his backhand, and said helplessly: "I'm afraid that if I don't come out, you will get tired of waiting and tear down the house."

Still a foul-mouthed brat after getting to know each other, Dugu Bo felt a little relieved and retorted: "This is my house, brat, I can tear it down however I want."

"Oh, yes, yes, you can tear it down any way you want."

Gu You laughed: "Remember to tell Sister Yanzi before you dismantle it, and help me move all the things in the study and Xiaosan's laboratory out."

"Not moving."

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure." "Okay, then I'll take Sister Yanzi to live in Brother Tianheng's house."

"you dare?!"

Dugu Bo instantly became red.

The sound of heated conversation gradually faded away, and facing the two stunned survivors, Tang San showed an awkward smile.

"Well, you know, Xiao You has been really busy lately."

"Understand, understand."

Wan Shanyue nodded repeatedly, indicating that he didn't care.

The moment the door opened just now, her eyes met Dugu Bo outside the door.

That extremely cold gaze was like a poisonous snake wrapped around her slender neck, its tongue licking her face, as if if she wasn't careful, the deadly venom would be injected into her blood vessels through its fangs.

She had every reason to believe that if Dugu Bo sensed something was wrong with Gu You, she and Qiangu Baofeng would definitely, definitely, definitely die horribly.

Don’t ask. If you ask, it’s the fault of a certain Juhua Guan who doesn’t want to reveal his name.

Tang San nodded.

He didn't care about Wan Shanyue's thoughts. As long as Xiaoyou's goal could be achieved, the remaining problems were just minor ones.

As for what Xiaoyou's goal was, he already knew it well.

"I'm sorry, for some reasons, Xiaoyou and I will not join you."

Tang San said to Wan Shanyue: "But if you don't mind, maybe we can try to cooperate."

"What cooperation?"

"Restore the glory of the 'Soul Guidance Crown'."

Tang San believed that the Wanshan family, who called themselves "survivors", would never be able to resist this temptation.

Tiandou City in August is cold and ruthless.

The brief coolness after the rainstorm could not overcome the heat and humidity. The scorching sun hung high in the sky, scorching every pedestrian on the road equally.

Perhaps only humble office workers would reluctantly bid farewell to their comfortable rooms under the oppression of their leaders and rush around in the deserted streets.

That’s right, the office worker mentioned here is Xiao Wu.

"It's hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot."

Xiao Wu complained while running at full speed towards the west gate of Tiandou City.

She recently changed her job from Tang San's lab assistant to Gu You's personal courier. Her daily task was to run under the scorching sun and hand over top-secret documents to the heads of various projects.

It is called a nice name - coordinating the work of various units.

An hour ago, she was in a courtyard deep inside the Tiandou Royal Academy, chatting and laughing with Dugu Yan who was training her teammates.

Half an hour ago, Hu Yanli, who was sitting at the headquarters of the College Lianhe Zaobao, respectfully poured her tea.

But now, having just walked out of the Tiandou Palace, she has to rush to the next destination without stopping.

Because before sunset, she needed to bring the latest progress back to Dugu Manor, and after Guyou's audit was completed, send the results back to Tiandou Palace.

In an era without walkie-talkies, telephones, mobile phones and other communication tools, even a powerful Titled Douluo could only resort to such a clumsy method if he wanted to pass on messages.

The Xiaohun Sect, which has traveled through the thirteen years of Douluo, has no system, and is preparing to change the world, is naturally no exception.

The only one that is relatively pitiful is probably the 100,000-year-old soft-boned rabbit that swallowed the Human-Human Fruit and became a corporate slave.

Of course, Xiao Wu didn’t think she was worthy of sympathy.

As the saying goes, "He who does not work shall not eat." Working in exchange for rewards is obviously a natural behavior in human society.

Since you have chosen the most difficult transformation into a human, you naturally need to abide by the rules set by humans.

Three minutes later, Xiao Wu, who was running at full speed, arrived at the west gate and took out the warrant that Xue Qinghe had given her.

A guard who looked like the captain trotted forward, put the five fingers of his right hand together, stretched out his palm and raised it to his right eyebrow, giving the military salute that Xue Qinghe had just requested.

"Warrant please."

Xiao Wu silently extended her hand.

"Thank you for your cooperation."

Xiao Wu felt deeply moved that the Iron Dragon Corps under the leadership of Marshal Ge Long was indeed a team that strictly enforced orders.

The captain took the warrant and checked it carefully. After confirming that it was correct, he turned around and shouted towards the city wall: "No problem, let them pass."

Boom~~~
A small gap appeared in the tightly closed west gate, just enough for one person to pass through.

Xiao Wu nodded to the captain she didn't know, and then disappeared from his sight in an instant.

Boom~~~
The west door closed tightly again, as if it had never been opened.

clang~ clang~ clang~
Beside the stove, a short and fat old man moved his ears.

"Xiao San, your sister is here to see you again."

"call--"

After throwing the newly forged iron ingot into the pool to quench it, Tang San took a long breath and said helplessly: "Senior Lou Gao, could you please not focus your precious attention on meaningless trivialities?"

"Your disciple is studying the blueprints in the room. Since you are so free, why don't you go and help explain them and find out which parts need further improvement."

"forget it."

Lou Gao shook his head: "The drawings you gave me are quite advanced. I only understand about 70% of them. I can't find any areas that need improvement."

"I'll prepare the final materials later, and work all night to make the finished product tomorrow. We'll know the answer the day after tomorrow when we run it on the track."

".You are right."

Tang San thought about it and nodded.

The train, as the first step towards combining soul guides with non-soul guides, has the support of the towering tree of the Tiandou Empire, so it doesn't matter if it's a little radical.

Anyway, I will call Ye Lingling on the day of the experiment, and the driver can be rescued even if he explodes on the spot.

Thinking of this, Tang San wiped off the iron filings that splashed on his body with a towel and said to Lou Gao: "Senior Lou Gao, I will go write today's report first, and I'll trouble you with the rest."

"If you have any questions, remember to tell Marshal Gelong. He lives in the white tent with swan patterns outside."

"I know, do you think I'm a three-year-old?"

Lou Gao used pliers to pick up the iron ingots from the bottom of the pool and waved his hand to signal Tang San to go home quickly after get off work.

He is not an ordinary old man. As one of the only two or three master craftsmen in the continent, he can't even take care of himself.

After Tang San left completely, Lou Gao, who had been busy checking the quality of the iron ingots, raised his head.

On the spacious and bright factory building, the seven large characters "Tiandou No. 1 Locomotive Factory" shine brightly, seeming to foreshadow the blacksmith's future.

"Titan, the most conservative old man among us, your hot temper will ultimately prevent you from waiting for the spring that belongs to the blacksmith."

(End of this chapter)