I am your natural enemy.

Chapter 488 Youth Edition Title, Barrier (10k)

On the terrace, Wen Yan leaned back in a chair, holding a book, frowning and thinking hard.

This is the translated version sent from Laojun Mountain, which includes the original text and analysis for reference. It does not look like a method but more like a philosophy book.

If he treats it as a philosophy book, he can understand it, but how deeply he can understand it depends on the individual.

But people in Laojun Mountain said that this is indeed a method, and how much one can understand depends entirely on the individual.

When it was time to eat, Wen Yan put down the book with a slightly tortured expression.

Since I acquired the player's natural enemy, I have become a hard-working player. In addition, after the Ghost Horse was embossed, my endurance has also become stronger. The downside is that now I won't feel sleepy when reading some difficult and obscure classics.

Putting down the book, Wen Yan lay back on the recliner with his head tilted back. The next moment, the little zombie appeared in his arms.

Wen Yan took off the title of the player's natural enemy, closed his eyes, and began to rest.

It had been more than ten days since his last trip to the moon, and he had never been there again.

He had complained before that more than 20 satellites were thrown up, but no one noticed them. Even if the ones in the lunar orbit were not discovered, there must be some satellites in the orbit of the blue planet that cannot be seen, but they can still capture signals, right?
Unexpectedly, the first thing that was discovered and attracted people's attention was the Ghost Horse.

This guy was having so much fun running that he couldn't stop, and he ran directly from the back of the moon to the front of the moon. At that time, at least half of the front of the moon was not illuminated by sunlight.

Unfortunately, the place it ran to was not far from the tree, and there were people watching there for a long time, not only official organizations, but also various non-governmental organizations and various wealthy people who spent money on it.

Then, someone took a photo. In the photo, it looked like a blue lightning was rushing by. Because the speed was too fast and the camera parameters were set, the blue mark stretched for dozens of kilometers.

Now people have given it a nickname, called Blue Lightning.

Wen Yan has saved the picture. He originally wanted to educate Zhanma, but after a few words, Quemao said that Zhanma was illiterate and didn't know anything. Wen Yan didn't want to continue.

Now I just stay at home quietly to avoid being photographed.

There were many disturbing things, but Wen Yan had a rare half month of leisure time. Every day he read, practiced, ate, and went to pray for the souls of the dead in the evening.

The days are peaceful and fulfilling.

Days like these wore away his anger and anxiety, allowing Wen Yan to calm down and gradually comprehend the contents of the book sent from Laojun Mountain.

With the gentle breeze and the peaceful and calm atmosphere, Wen Yan gradually fell asleep. The little zombie lay in Wen Yan's arms, with his mouth slightly open, and fell asleep with him.

When he was in his most relaxed state, Wen Yan's breath was unusually peaceful, and the yang energy in his body was like the sun in winter, warm but not intense.

A moment later, the four-eyed skeleton dog came to Wen Yan's feet with a grin, and lay on the ground to rest with him.

The power in Wen Yan's body was circulating on its own, but at a slow speed. On the sixth stone gate, the power was also like flowing water, flowing along the patterns on its own.

The flames slowly burned upwards from under the stone gate. After completely engulfing the two yellow-skinned reliefs on the stone gate, they began to change from the very center.

This time, the yellow fox relief was not directly replaced, but an additional relief of a skeleton dog emerged.

The skeleton dog was lying on the ground and sleeping. Behind it, countless tiny reliefs appeared, from the skeleton dragon in the front to the Undead Knight, the Black Warrior, the Skeleton King and so on.

The relief of the skeleton dog grew bigger and bigger, and finally it opened its mouth and swallowed the two yellow-skinned reliefs in one gulp.

The skeleton dog adjusted its body as if in sleep, and the relief appeared in the center of the stone gate.

It suddenly opened its eyes, smacked its mouth, and a faint blue flame ignited in its eyes. The flame quickly spread and enveloped the entire stone gate.

When the orange-red flames reached the door, their nature suddenly changed and they acquired a few other characteristics.

The skeleton dog in reality also opened its eyes, raised its head to look at Wen Yan who was still sleeping, then continued to lie down, closed its eyes, and continued to sleep.

The skeleton dog on the stone gate continued to lie down and sleep, waiting for Wen Yan to wake up and push the gate open.

After waking up, Wen Yan felt his mind became exceptionally clear, and then he felt that he seemed to have been promoted.

He closed his eyes and his consciousness came to the sixth stone gate. Looking at the stone gate burning with a faint blue flame, the relief on the stone gate had turned into a lying skeleton dog.

Without the four-eyed dog skin camouflage, it became a real skeleton dog, exactly the same as the one Wen Yan had seen before.

Wen Yan stretched out his hand and touched the dog's head. The next moment, the stone door burst open, completely opening up the passage to the mountains behind.

As his thought moved, the flames flowing on the mountain behind him turned into a dark blue.

There is no longer a blazing heat, but instead a cold, deep, and more spiritual feeling.

This is the spiritual fire and soul fire of the Skeleton Dog.

Wen Yan opened his eyes and looked at the skeleton dog wagging its tail. He reached out and touched the dog's head, feeling a little speechless. The skeleton dog itself did not have this kind of spiritual fire, but he did not expect that its true appearance would be reflected on the stone gate.

A bit of faint blue flame fell from his palm and landed in the skeleton dog's head. The skeleton dog's eyes instantly ignited with faint blue flames.

The skeleton dog's consciousness and spirituality were brought out by Wen Yan, which was an ascension. Now, its spiritual fire has been ignited again in the world, which is another ascension.

The silly dog ​​is not that smart. It was so stupid at first that it was willing to give up everything and follow Wen Yan. Of course, Wen Yan would not treat it badly.

Wen Yan originally thought that this time when he broke through the new stone gate, there would be no prompts, just like before, and that he would need to develop the effects himself. However, as the spiritual fire ignited in the skeleton dog's eyes, a prompt appeared.

“The lowest level undead from the low-level world, after countless attempts, finally stood at the top of the undead.

With your help, I gave up all my strength and origin and finally completed the transition.

At this moment, the new skeleton dog ignited the soul fire, completed its rebirth, and became a completely different undead creature.

As an enlightener, your power has also undergone a transformation."

"Achieved the title: Undead Enemy (Young Youth Edition)"

"Fixed effect: Deterrence.

There is a strict division of levels among the undead. According to the levels, all undead with a lower level than you will be deterred by the same level as the higher-level undead when facing you. The greater the level gap, the stronger the deterrent effect.

When the undead being intimidated is three levels lower than you or lower, absolute deterrence is triggered, which is equivalent to the suppression effect of the Undead King with the highest theoretical upper limit."

Wen Yan was a little surprised that the skeleton dog came to help open the door and was given a title directly, even if it was a youth version.

He continued to wait, and after a long while, no further prompts appeared.

Now Wen Yan understood why it was the young youth version.

There is really only one fixed effect.

This fixed effect may be because the Skeleton Dog was once the big brother after all, and now he has been re-enlightened and brought along with him.

Just looking at the description, it has nothing to do with control, it’s just deterrence.

As for how this level is calculated, it is not very clear just by looking at the prompts.

But Wen Yan was certain of one thing, that for undead that were three levels lower than him, he could just stand still and purify them with a normal burst of yang energy, so there was no need for him to use any deterrent force at all.

His current martial arts was only at the third stage, so in terms of pure level, he was at a disadvantage.

If calculated according to the martial arts level, he is three levels lower than him, which should be the stage where an ordinary ghost just becomes a ghost.

For ghosts at this stage, an ordinary person with a slightly stronger yang energy can make them stay away.

Wen Yan looked at the prompt, thought about it for a moment, and then put it out of his mind.

The biggest advantage of this thing is probably that it can be created from nothing. As long as we have it from 0 to 1, even if it is just a small youth version, then from 1 to 100 should be a matter of advancement.

The difficulty is just finding how to push this progress forward.

Wen Yan didn’t know before that even titles could have a super castrated version. He thought that titles only had two states, with or without.

Wen Yan stood up and brought the skeleton dog downstairs. While eating, he discovered a new problem.

The skeleton dog started to eat other things. To be more precise, it only ate bones. The cleaner they were, the better. It didn't want anything with meat on it.

After thinking about it, Wen Yan went to get a small tiger bone and threw it to the skeleton dog, letting the skeleton dog grind its teeth.

Its body is actually a man-made Taoist body. Every part of its body is artificial. Apart from this, it is also smarter and is not much different from an ordinary dog.

Now the skeleton dog started to eat the bones. Wen Yan could clearly see that it would spit out the little bit of meat and tendons left on the bones like a cat spitting out hair.

Wen Yan grabbed the skeleton dog and checked it carefully. He touched the skeleton dog's belly, but did not feel any traces of bones it had eaten. He reached in and checked again. Only then was he completely relieved. It was not that any special habit had been revived, but that the bones had been absorbed.

"Good dog, from now on all the bones in the house will be yours. Chew the tiger bones first to sharpen your teeth, and I'll get you some good bones later."

After dinner, I took the cat for a walk as usual to give it more exercise. As soon as I walked out, I saw Gauss coming out of the yard.

"Wen Yan, I have something to talk to you about."

"What's wrong?"

"I was making something recently, so I exchanged some things with someone, and by the way, I heard some things from my brother on the road."

"Who did you learn this from?" Wen Yan was speechless. Gauss learned really quickly.

"I learned this from watching TV. Last time when I applied for broadband, they gave me a set-top box for free, so why not use it?

Never mind that, it's not important.

The important thing is that I heard that there is a country called Robin, and many demons and devils have descended on it recently.

Because it has happened so many times, everyone who sends me materials knows about it.

Also, there seems to be a devil inside, summoned from purgatory. I don’t know how they could have done that.

I think you would like to know this information.”

"Why haven't I heard of anyone delivering goods to you? Magic? Also, what is purgatory? Of course, I'm just curious." Wen Yan was a little curious. It definitely wouldn't be a normal method, otherwise, there would be no reason for him not to know.

“Oh, I needed some materials, so I found some devils from my hometown, and I used the summoning circle to receive the materials.

Didn't I tell you that you could call on me if you needed me?

Or I can find a way to summon you from the opposite side. Oh, I remember now, you were still in the underworld at that time.

As for purgatory, it is a place in legend where some devils and demons go after they die.

Someone had been there before and saw the dead demon king there, and he recorded these things.

Later, more and more people went there, and many of them were recorded, and there must be records in the church scriptures.

I heard that it is a method that can actually kill the devil, with some rituals added.

The devil that is killed will fall into purgatory and suffer endless and repeated torture.

There are similar things in many classics, such as Sisyphus and Prometheus, do you know them? "

Wen Yan nodded. He had seen these two names when he borrowed books from his friends when he was a child.

“I’ve heard of this. One is to keep pushing rocks up the mountain, and they keep rolling down, day after day.

One is tied to a cliff, where an eagle will peck at his liver every day. The liver will grow back the next day, but he will be ripped open and his liver will be pecked at again.

Are these the two?"

“Yeah, these are the two I saw on my phone.

Those who are sent to purgatory can never return and can only suffer torture like this endlessly.

I don’t know what method they use, but they claim to be able to summon dead demons from purgatory.”

There was a hint of strangeness in Gauss's tone, but that was all, and he didn't seem to intend to delve into it further.

Wen Yan listened to Gao Si's explanation and pondered it. It was obviously something he had been familiar with for a long time, but when he heard Gao Si say it again, he suddenly had an inexplicable sense of déjà vu.

Suddenly, his eyes widened.

"An old dream?!"

This ghost thing must be an old dream.

It falls after death, and it also exists in dreams after death.

The torture keeps repeating, the old dream keeps repeating.

Some people have been there before and met the dead, but they may not be able to go there again in the future. It is mostly a matter of chance and coincidence.

The dead can come back from purgatory.

Wen Yan was shocked. The elements were exactly the same, just with different names and expressions.

That place is called Purgatory, and it is said to be endless torture.

This place is called the Old Dream, and it is said that it is the old dream that one can never return to. It is a glimmer of life and hope left in the endless dead end.

Now that Gauss had said it, and his mind had become clearer, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

After a quick comparison, this is exactly the old dream!
That’s right, it doesn’t make sense that something like old dreams only exists in Shenzhou and not anywhere else.

But Wen Yan did not expect that some of the mythological stories he had known since childhood were actually descriptions of old dreams.

Didn't anyone know this before?
Impossible, someone must have known about it before.

"Wen Yan?"

Gao Si saw that Wen Yan seemed to be lost in thought, his expression changed, and he couldn't help but shout out.

"It's okay. I just thought of something else. Thank you for clearing up my confusion. I will tell the Lieyang Department about this information. This is considered as extra intelligence you gave me, and there should be intelligence fees."

"Thank you." Gauss was immediately happy when he heard about the money.

Wen Yan laughed and didn't say much.

Gauss has realized the pain of being without money, especially the money that he worked hard to earn, but in the end it seems that he did nothing with it and the money is gone. When there is not enough money to spend, there will be a huge gap.

He now loves working to make money and earn bonuses. Even if there are other ways to easily get money, he is unwilling to go through the hard process.

Because he said that when you have too much money, you will not be happy. He did a very rigorous research and found that when your salary is just at the low income stage, you will be happiest when you get a salary increase. As your income increases, even if it doubles, it will not be too fast.

Moreover, because of excessively high income, the threshold will become higher and higher. Money alone can no longer buy happiness.

The current situation is just right, a steady and long-lasting one.

After experiencing true happiness, the pain that contrasts so greatly with the high point will seem particularly precious.

Of course, this is a theory that Gauss continued to supplement and improve in details.

Wen Yan had nothing to say. He understood even though he disagreed. He was an ordinary man and he felt that after settling last month's salary and bonus this month, not counting the house and other rewards in his name, the lowest value after tax in cash would be more than four million. Even if he just glanced at the number, this money would be of great help in maintaining physical and mental health.

He can remain calm and not care about some things in life. Having money in his bank card may not be the majority reason, but it is definitely part of the reason.

Wen Yan took the cat for a walk, took out his cell phone and called Feng Yao.

"Hey, Gauss gave me some information. I'll tell you about it."

"You said."

Wen Yan told the information given by Gauss, and then couldn't help but ask another question.

"Have you ever heard of characters like Sisyphus or Prometheus?"

"I've heard of the latter one, but I don't have much impression of the former one."

Wen Yan repeated Gauss's description of purgatory.

"Do you sense something's wrong?"

"No feeling, what's wrong?"

"Think again."

"I didn't expect it. Just say it straight away."

"Don't you think this purgatory is exactly the same as the place I went to before?"

"Hmm???" Feng Yao was slightly startled, and then shouted again: "Hmm!!!"

"You didn't know this before?"

"Why would I know? I'm so busy with domestic affairs that I don't have time to learn about what's going on outside. I just need to know the general idea so that I know who to turn to when something happens."

"I think there's something wrong here. You'd better give the director a call and tell him."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Feng Yao immediately called the headquarters and said that he wanted to report something to the director.

A moment later, Feng Yao's phone rang. He first reported the information given by Gauss, and then talked about the definition of purgatory mentioned by Wen Yan just now, and its connection with Gu Meng.

On the other hand, the director of the headquarters felt the same way after hearing this. He had a strange feeling as if a fog had been cleared. In fact, the surface information had always been available in the Lieyang Tribe, but no one had ever put these two things together.

Even though the similarities are so high that they can be considered to be essentially the same, no one has ever mentioned it.

The director general pondered for a moment. This was certainly not right!

There is something that is creating a barrier and severing the connection between the two.

The director pondered for a moment, wrote down some things on the computer, and listed some things for Black Box to compare.

Soon, the black box came to the conclusion that the two were similar in some ways, but the black box did not conclude that they were the same thing, and did not even give the possibility.

The director general asked again whether it was possible that the two were the same thing.

The black box answer is no.

When asked what the probability is, the black box answers 0%.

When the director saw this 0%, he was completely certain that there was a problem.

When asking the black box about probability, the black box never gives 100% and 0% probabilities.

Even if he opens the door of his office now, the black box will not give a probability of 0 for whether he will fall to death on the spot because his left foot trips over his right foot.

The director general asked Black Box to reconsider and do the math again.

In less than half a minute, the director saw some prompts appear on the screen, and the computing power that the black box could mobilize at this moment was directly maximized.

But even so, the result is still not calculated.

"Just an approximation will do, discard the decimal points." The head of headquarters continued to add conditions. The black box still hadn't figured it out, and was still in the state of maxing out the computing power.

"Let go of that question."

Still no response, can't give up.

The next moment, the director personally operated and directly turned on the power switch where the black box was located.

Nothing worked.

After the power was turned off and then restored, everything returned to normal.

The director closed the page and asked Feng Yao.

"Did Gauss tell Wen Yan about this connection, or did Wen Yan guess it himself?"

"Wen Yan didn't say it, but Gauss probably doesn't know the details about Gu Meng, and he probably has no interest in it. Wen Yan must have discovered it himself."

"Okay, don't tell anyone else about this rashly. It could be dangerous."

"I understand."

After hanging up the phone, the director called Wen Yan personally.

"I finally got a few days' rest at home, but you didn't just sit there doing something big again."

"What's wrong? Director General, I haven't even left the house recently!"

"Tell me first, what you just told Feng Yao, was it your own speculation or was it told to you by Gauss?"

"When Gauss told me about this, I suddenly realized that the connection seemed very close. Uh, Director, is this another secret?"

"I didn't know that before." The director general said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Wen Yan felt something was wrong.

"The Fiery Sun Tribe has no relevant information?"

"Have."

The director recounted what had just happened. The black box even gave a probability of 0 for the first time, and asked it to recalculate, directly entering a state of unstoppable computing power.

Wen Yan was confused after hearing this.

Is this possible? He really didn't intend to cause trouble, but he didn't expect to dig up such a big one.

"According to current speculation, even if you have broken through some seemingly obvious barriers, this thing is still there.

You tell Fengyao, and Fengyao tells me, that’s the limit.

No matter how much I convey it, even if I make it clear, I still cannot break through that barrier.

Black boxes cannot break through this barrier and will crash directly due to excessive computing power.

Don’t tell anyone else about this for now.”

"it is good."

As he was speaking, the director took a look at the prompt that popped up on the screen and frowned.

"The world boss has been notified."

"..." Wen Yan was startled: "This doesn't have anything to do with me, does it?"

"I don't know. If you are free, come over."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Yan contacted Feng Wei first, then stood there with the phone in his hand, feeling a sense of absurdity in his heart. Could it really have something to do with him?

As soon as I finished speaking, a reminder about the world boss popped up.

Could it be that he has some congenital physique that makes him suffer from troubles?

After rushing to the headquarters, Wen Yan was led by the chief secretary into a room.

They stood behind the glass, in front of them was an empty hall, with only a desktop computer in the center that looked a little behind the main machine.

The director of headquarters was standing nearby, and the screen in front of them was already showing the images displayed on the Doomsday computer.

"The world boss, the Yellow Devil, is about to descend upon Florida."

There is also a countdown below.

"2:23:58:45"

Seeing this countdown, Wen Yan's heart trembled. According to what he knew before, the landing location would be displayed when the countdown reached three days.

However, this countdown to the advent does not necessarily start from three days.

For example, the Soul-Devouring Beast is not like that. The exact landing location only appeared when the countdown reached three days.

According to the experience of the Lieyang Tribe, the earlier the countdown appears, the more troublesome it will be.

The time when the doomsday computer gave the prompt was exactly three days. At present, the damage that might be caused and the number of deaths caused would just be enough to reach the threshold of the world boss.

Now the countdown is only one minute away from three days.

It took him nearly two hours to get here, and more than an hour of that time was spent in Beijing.

In other words, regardless of how powerful he is, the damage and number of lives that this new world boss may cause will definitely far exceed that of Gauss.

"This Fozhou is not our Shenzhou, right?"

"Yes, it's Robin's. It's said to be a place full of talented people. Fortunately, there is no place with the same name in Shenzhou."

"Should we notify them?"

"Already notified."

As he was talking, a young man came in, and someone next to him took out a metal box with a rare item numbered 97, and a piece of brown paper numbered 98.

When Wen Yan saw this scene and was about to step forward, he was patted on the shoulder by the director general.

"He will only be weak for a period of time, and there won't be any serious sequelae. Just let him accumulate some merits."

"..." Wen Yan was speechless and immediately said: "I just gave you something to bless you."

Wen Yan walked forward and directly blessed him with a violent sun. After thinking about it, he decided to be generous and stuffed another candy into the other person's mouth.

He watched quietly as the young man in the department, holding a wolf hair brush, wrote the words "Yellow Devil" on the kraft paper.

Then, his eyes turned pure white, and his hand was guided by a wolf-hair brush, writing rapidly on the paper.

The moment he started writing, the huge amount of Yang energy that had just been bestowed by Wen Yan began to be consumed rapidly.

The content written this time is a little different from before, as it does not directly list the features.

“Unfathomable and unidentifiable special monsters, a very small number of which are both devils and demons.

You can have a body or not, you can have a soul or not.

Just because he once had a pair of yellow eyes, Yellow Devil became his exclusive nickname.

His power is unfathomable and unpredictable, and it changes according to the actual situation.

It is both a god and a devil, one of the very few beings that possesses both god and devil qualities. "

“Characteristic 1: Unpredictable.”

"Characteristic 2: God and ghost."

“Characteristic 3: Anchoring Change.”

"Feature 4: Traveling in Purgatory."

"Feature 5: Immunity to light and darkness."

……

The young man wrote down a lot along the way, and when he could no longer continue, he suddenly fainted.

Two people immediately came up to support the young man and helped him out.

The director took a look at Wen Yan and knew that it must be the extremely powerful yang energy that Wen Yan bestowed that was taking effect, causing the writing to have more content this time, which was far more detailed than normal.

Wen Yan looked at the contents. The first part was somewhat similar to the prompt, but the latter part was completely different.

This thing is really useful, but unfortunately it is a consumable, and one less piece is needed each time it is used.

Unless it is extremely important, such as a world boss, which is bound to cause a large number of deaths, the Lieyang Tribe will not use it.

Someone nearby wrote down the contents on the paper, and the kraft paper spontaneously combusted without fire and turned into ashes.

Wen Yan looked at the recorded content. This thing seemed to be very troublesome.

Things without a specific form are always troublesome.

At least judging from the content, he will definitely not be as stupid as Gauss, who would just show up in person. The only trouble is the preliminary preparations, and there is no need to worry about the combat power.

The silver lining in this misfortune is that this time's world boss, like the Flame Demon before, did not descend on Shenzhou.

Through the analysis of those characteristics, it is easy to draw a very likely conclusion that this yellow devil should have come out of purgatory.

As for the rest, it is hard to be sure.

If you were like Gauss, and reached the peak as soon as you debuted, it would probably be the easiest situation.

The difficulty should be that it is too weak in the early stage and cannot be discovered at all. By the time it is discovered, it is already too late.

It was basically confirmed that he would not be in Shenzhou this time, so the director brought Wen Yan out.

Wen Yan looked at the director, who seemed still worried, so he asked.

"Director, why do I feel like you seem even more worried?"

"Yeah, it would be fine if it was somewhere else, but at Robin's place, if he turned out to be a troublesome guy, I'd be really worried about causing a big mess.

The world has never been at peace, no matter when.

A few days ago, a small country in the ocean disappeared, and few people even knew about it.

But if something big happens to Robin, it will inevitably affect everyone.

When that time comes, we can't expect to remain immune.

If this thing appears very strong this time, it would be a good thing.

But if there is no movement after three days, based on my understanding of that place, something big is bound to happen.

If anything bad happens to them, at least we will be covered in blood."

Wen Yan was speechless. What the director said was right.

When the Fire Demon first descended, the Fiery Sun Tribe did not think of making a big deal out of it, so they notified the people in the Southern Hemisphere in advance. Unfortunately, the people over there did not seem to take it seriously, which led to a disaster in the end.

The carbon emissions caused by a fire there directly destroyed the environmental protection reduction efforts.

Not to mention the hundreds of millions of lives that died as a result...

This time, when they arrived at Robin's house, or in Florida, which is full of talented people, Wen Yan felt that if there was no big movement after three days, the other party would most likely stop there.

Or, to think of the worse case scenario, the relationship between the two sides is not very good now, and it is unknown whether the other side believes the words of the Lieyang Tribe.

After all, this is not the same era as before, and it is no longer possible to remain immune to it.

Otherwise, sea transportation would not have become increasingly difficult, but more ships were launched, and the land trade routes on the Chinese side were also continuing to advance.

Wen Yan has done everything he should do, and what happens next is not something he can decide.

He left the Lieyang tribe, returned home, and waited for news.

When everything is fine, ask the black box where the detector is and whether it is almost there, and then ask about some news outside the black box.

There have indeed been some actions in Florida, but in Wen Yan's opinion, it is still not enough, far from enough.

But according to Black Box, this is actually already an extremely efficient situation, and it cannot be further increased. You know, Florida is also very large, and there are no more specific and smaller coordinates. Unless there is a visible meteorite landing, there can be no larger movement.

……

In a small town in Florida, on a slightly bumpy road, a number of black full-size SUVs sped by, with two neurotic people following behind them, giving the cars the middle finger.

In a tavern by the roadside, several burly men with tattoos all over their exposed skin sat inside, mumbling and loudly cursing the federal government for causing trouble again.

In a corner of the tavern, a little girl was playing chess with a friend sitting opposite her who was invisible to others.

When she made her next move, her friend would point out the next move, and the little girl would help her friend make it, and they both had a lot of fun.

After a while, the bartender behind the bar came up to the little girl and knocked on the table.

"Lucy, you should go back. If you are any later, your mother will be unhappy again."

The little girl jumped down from the high chair with some regret and waved across the small table.

"I'll play with you some other day. I'm sure I'll win next time."

There was nothing opposite the small square table. When others looked over there, they saw only a picture carved on the back of a chair. The details of the picture had become blurred due to patina, and it was impossible to tell what it was.

The little girl said goodbye politely to the bartender and also to the strong men drinking in the pub.

The drunken burly men laughed, and one of them stood up and prepared to take the girl home.

They liked this little girl very much. Their town was becoming increasingly decadent. There was no other girl in the entire town who was cuter and more polite than this little girl... and who did not hate or fear their children.

There were not many people left in the town, but there were still some guys with somewhat abnormal brains. The strong man personally sent the little girl home.

But when they were almost at the girl's house, they saw the few black cars that had just whizzed past parked in front of the girl's house.

The little girl's mother was pressed to the ground. A sturdy man in a black suit handcuffed her behind her back. There were more people who kept moving some things out of the room.

There were books and various things that were obviously not used by ordinary people, such as stuffed animal heads, various materials of unknown origin, bottles and jars, and the like.

Faintly, I could hear the other party talking about witches or something.

The sturdy man who brought the little girl became furious and immediately walked forward to question her.

"What are you doing? Who are you?"

"FBI." One of them stepped forward, stopped the burly man, and showed his ID, while the others continued to do their own things.

A moment later, the few residents in the town gathered around, and the only remaining sheriff also arrived.

But in the end, they just watched the black car take the woman away, and all the procedures were legal.

The reason for taking her away was not because she was a witch. They didn't even admit that she was a witch. Instead, they took her away to assist in the investigation on the grounds that the illegal drugs she sold had harmed several people in the neighboring state.

The townspeople were indignant. The last doctor in the town was in the next town. They could not afford the high medical bills, and many could not even afford slightly better insurance. Whenever they felt unwell, they would ask the woman to prescribe medicine for them.

Two days passed and there was still no result.

On the third night, when the little girl was still sleeping, her invisible friend quietly appeared beside her, woke her up, and told her to run quickly.

Then the next moment, her invisible friend seemed to be torn apart by some force, flew backwards quickly, and disappeared through the door.

The little girl quickly got out of bed, opened the door and chased after him.

After going out, she saw her mother standing outside the door.

The little girl keenly felt that her mother's temperament seemed a little different, but the two days of fear had made her unable to bear it. The moment she saw her mother, she immediately rushed to her, crying and complaining about her grievances.

Her mother looked down at the little girl, expressionless and stiff as if she was wearing a mask. She did not speak, but took the little girl's hand and left the house, walking towards the jungle...

……

Feng Yao tidied the single bed in the office, took a shower, and lay down on it.

He had also heard about the coming of a new world boss, and today after the coming time, nothing happened over there, or in other words, nothing that the people over there thought was a big event happened.

Things like gang street gunfights at night and killing a few people are not a big deal over there.

The worst situation has occurred, but Shenzhou is powerless to do anything and can only hope not to be covered in blood.

Feng Yao set the alarm and began to fall asleep.

Not long after falling asleep, a woven amulet that Feng Yao hung on the head of the bed suddenly cracked.

In the dream, Feng Yao was standing on an isolated island. There seemed to be a crack in the sky, and a giant dark hand stretched out from the crack and grabbed Feng Yao.

Feng Yao was panicked and wanted to escape but there was nowhere to escape.

His body was directly pierced by a sharp nail extending from the giant hand.

The sharp claws, which were more than ten centimeters thick, pierced his abdomen, causing him unbearable pain. He woke up from his dream instantly.

The sharp claws lifted him up and continued to climb, flying towards the crack in the sky.

The next moment, a little man wearing boxing gloves and with a very stern expression emerged from his body.

The villain punched the sharp claw several times, breaking it directly and causing Feng Yao to fall to the ground again.

The villain landed again, stepped on Feng Yao, and looked down at Feng Yao with a disdainful look.

"What are you looking at? If I can't beat Tsai Ing-wen's haters, can I beat you? If you die, who will I rebel against?"

As he said that, the villain launched a fierce attack on Feng Yao's prostate.

In an instant, Feng Yao suddenly opened his eyes.

The moment he opened his eyes, he felt a sharp pain. He looked down and saw that his abdomen was covered in blood.

(End of this chapter)