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Chapter 322 There are limits to being a human being after all

In fact, Li Mumu could guess the method of leaving traces without Winsty continuing to explain.

Who hasn’t read a few online novels these days? Don’t you think so?

It’s nothing more than—killing people!
Killing someone, or creating a terrorist incident, is the simplest and most straightforward method that can leave a deep impression on the public in the shortest possible time.

In the past, all the supernatural stories in online novels were based on this routine.

It's just that in this world, people call it evil spirits.

The three methods Winston mentioned are actually the same thing.

When the moon disappears, enter the real world to find an anchor and leave proof of your existence.

But the problem is...

"Would it be more convenient and faster to go directly to the Secret Service for help?"

"My senior sister can work in Chenghuang Division...wait a minute, Chenghuang Division?"

"Angels won't always guard corpses. Can't we just go back and find our own bodies? Why do we have to worry about whether we can return to the real world from here?"

"Young sister? When did you have a sister?"

Winsty's eyes lit up, and she jumped up from the sofa with an agility that Li Mumu had never seen before. She grabbed the drink cup, poured the drink away, and threw herself on the ground to collect the mercury fluid.

Li Mumu became more and more excited as she thought about it.

"This is my sister!"

"Let's try it!"

"What is ether?"

Winsty frowned and said, "I have never been to the underworld, how can I take you there?"

"you sure?"

In Winstee's worldview, or in the Western worldview, government agencies are generally dispensable or simply unhelpful. They basically cannot understand the Ming people's unconditional trust in the government.

"Shet! This is Ether!"

A flash of light flashed through Li Mumu's mind: "We don't need to go to the real world, can't we just go directly to the underworld to report to the City God?"

Winsty looked suspicious: "I think what you said made sense at the beginning. I may also have had a period of amnesia. Now we don't know how long it has been there and what the specific situation was. Moreover, there is a corpse here... "

"The underworld is in the underworld. The underworld is hell. Hell is the underworld. This is where we come from!"

Before she finished speaking, the corpse under her feet suddenly dissolved and turned into a pool of fluid material like mercury.

Therefore, as long as the thinking does not slip, there are always more methods than difficulties.

"You just believe them that much?"

"In about nine months?"

Li Mumu gritted his teeth: "I don't know what grudge she has against me, but she has tricked me into this situation. Even if I see her body now, I can't be sure that she is really dead. "

"What if someone doesn't recognize you, or no longer regards you as a human being, and beats you to death?"

Li Mumu has some impressions of this word, but most of it comes from the memory of the game before time travel. The conceptual definition of this term in this world is not very clear.

"The foundation of creation of the Creator, the origin of angels, the original particles that can derive all things!"

Winsty looked at Li Mumu with a strange expression: "You haven't learned this before? I thought you knew that the 'Blood River Diagram' used by your senior sisters is mixed with etheric matter, so it can be extended infinitely."

"I can't come!"

Li Mumuxin said that I had only studied string theory and knew nothing about other subjects of witches. How could I possibly know this mysterious knowledge.

But speaking of angels, it reminded her of the picture of the future she had seen.

How on earth did that unlucky kid Li Lingling get mixed up with the Paradise camp?
Jesus is more than seven hundred years late, so what future do you have with them? Might as well go work at the Yellowstone Throne. "All in all, it's a good thing. It's something you can't get if it's priceless."

Winsty looked around and saw that there was really no suitable container, so she could only take the antique vase on the table and scoop it in bit by bit with a glass.

The ether material dissolved from the corpse was very small, only about four or five liters, filling the vase to the brim.

The last remaining etheric substance left deep corrosion marks on the stall. Li Mumu looked carefully and found that it was actually a sentence.

"——Your life ends here, my dear eldest sister."

Annoyed!

I'm going to beat this bastard's ass into eight pieces!
"Are you ready? Let's go!"

After being mocked by Chi Guoguo, Li Mumu didn't want to wait any longer.

"Okay, originally I wanted to do a few experiments."

Winstie reluctantly filled a test tube of etheric substance and put it into her pocket. She raised her hand and opened a gap in front of Li Mumu's eyes with a gentle wave.

"But I want to remind you..."

"Reminder of what?"

Li Mumu was impatient and stepped out.

His vision went dark, and when he regained consciousness, there was only a vast wasteland in front of him.

There was endless darkness in all directions, and no obvious markers could be seen.

"...Remind you, we don't have an anchor point in the underworld, and it doesn't matter where we end up."

"You didn't tell me earlier."

"You blame me? Who told you to rush over here without listening to what I said?"

Winsty spread her hands helplessly: "If the geographical area of ​​the Eastern underworld is as large as the Yang world, with the walking speed of the two of us, we may not be able to find anything if we walk like this for a year."

"Wait, can't we use our physical body or the Blood River Map as an anchor?"

"Anyway, I can only anchor you. If you have other methods, you can try it."

"Go back first..."

Returning to the dreamland, Li Mumu stood in front of the crack, opened three pairs of eyes, and looked into the crack with all her strength.

Finding an anchor point is a very metaphysical thing. According to Winsty, you have to feel it with your heart. If you can't feel it, either you are too slow or you don't have a suitable goal at all.

Just like dreaming, you never know what you will dream about when you sleep tonight.

But if you don't eat at night, before you wake up hungry in the morning, you will probably have a nightmare where you are surrounded by delicious food, but you just look at it and don't eat it.

There is a little bit of scientific law in metaphysics.

Li Mumu didn't have the talent for chess edicts at all. She looked at it with all six eyes in tears and couldn't see anything, so she simply asked the gods to come forward.

"Your Majesty, please bless me! Let me get rich as soon as possible!"

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Winston looked speechless as Li Mumu rushed out in a rage.

There was a familiar feeling of weightlessness under her feet, and Li Mumu was not surprised but overjoyed.

Alas! I hit!
Opening his eyes, he saw a dilapidated but familiar road in front of him.

"Anchor successful!"

[You are the royal bloodline of the Millennium Dynasty, Princess Ping An, the centenarian’s favorite daughter...]

(End of this chapter)