With the full level of enlightenment, you can rub the fruit of transcendence with your hands!

Chapter 626 Fighting match-fixing

"At worst, I can withdraw my power of imagination, destroy the little man in the bottle, and make a new prop. However, the time consumption and the price of the new prop are uncontrollable, so I went to such great lengths."

Hagen patted the vial in his hand and said, "After all, we don't have any other choice now. We can't just stand by and watch. At least my plan has some theoretical basis."

Song Ji thought for a while and said: "The fantasy approach is a perfect match for you." The plan is empty, but it is an idea.

Hagen laughed: "Time waits for no one, use your appeal to call people, and the witch and I will get ready."

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Another memory flashback came to Song Ji, and he couldn't help but frown and shook his head at the nervous Louise. The situation was getting more and more serious, and the flashback scenes were both familiar and unfamiliar.

"There are large gaps in your memory, which have affected your extraordinary spirituality," Dorothy said seriously. "The physical injury is not a problem for me, but the soul is of great concern. Even if I use the power of Sister Cynthia, it will be more difficult to heal it."

Song Ji shook his head and said nothing, and Dorothy said again: "Do you know why Sister Cynthia pays special attention to you?"

Mother of life? Attention? Me?
"Ever since Sister Cynthia was promoted to a god, He has established some kind of connection with all living beings in the world. In other words, He actually represents the collection of life in this world. But He cannot establish this kind of connection with you."

Dorothy emphasized the pronunciation of "in this world". Song Ji was silent for a while: "You mean, I am not from this world?"

"Perhaps your destiny is special, or maybe it's because you yourself are a special being, so you have a special and extraordinary path." Dorothy said.

"Sorry, I need to go out."

Song Ji walked out of the house, looked at a name and initiated a contact request.

"Hey, bro, it's me, Jiang Long. The Buddha is not at home. Is there anything wrong?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Song Ji paused: "Why not Senior Maitreya, is he hiding from me?"

"How could that be? He is busy with something. By the way, the Buddha said that some things are not ready yet," Jianglong said carelessly. "By the way, what do you want to talk to the Buddha about?"

"There are some things I need to ask him about me. Since he's not here, forget it." Song Ji raised his head, "Brother, what are you and the second brother doing?"

"I'm under house arrest. The Buddha said not to go out and wander around if you don't have anything to do," Jianglong complained. "As a well-known entrepreneur, I have several dinner parties to attend, but they didn't let me go. But don't worry, your second brother and I are here with a bunch of people. Some are playing cards, some are playing mahjong, it's so lively."

Since Jianglong took Song Ji away, he resigned from his combat post again and returned to the marketing post with Erlong. After the giant enterprise was gone, he established several companies and became one of the general managers of Future Tian's subsidiaries.

Song Ji had a confused feeling about Jiang Long, or all the people and things in the future, but he didn't ask since others didn't tell him. After getting through the initial stage of saving his life, he basically had no desires and only maintained a private relationship with Jiang Long and the other person, without getting entangled with other interests.

But he knew that his two brothers were important men. Whenever they went on missions in the past, no matter how powerful the enemy was, they would get the job done while having fun.

"Brother..." Song Ji said hesitantly.

"What's the matter, good brother? If you have something to say, just tell me. If I frown, I'm not a man." A thick puffing sound could be heard over there. It was Jianglong patting his chest. "Can you see the chaos over there?" Song Ji said.

"You mean the pitch-black rag outside? It's just lying there, who looks down on it... Fuck, who attacked me... Ahem, I saw it, the scientific name should be called abyss, I think those gods were beaten pretty badly." There was chaos on Jianglong's side.

"Um..." Song Ji, "I have an important thing to do now. Brother, if it's convenient for you, can you help me think of a way to delay the time?"

"I know it's a little difficult, but among the people I know, only you, big brother, have this ability. There are so many treasures in the future..."

Before he could finish his words, Jiang Long interrupted him and said, "No problem, since you asked, I'll do it for you... What? Oh, your third brother asked you to go to the abyss outside."

No, I asked you to find a way to delay time. I didn't ask you to rush in and risk your life. Just delay the time and don't cause too many casualties. Why did you just rush in straight away!
Song Ji was anxious. He believed in the strength of his two brothers, but he didn't think they could defeat the Abyss: "No, big brother, you..."

"It's okay. Are we going to delay the time? How long? Are three days enough?" Jianglong asked curiously.

"Three... five hours, do you think it's possible? It would be better to get some psychic creations or abnormal objects to interfere. I think it's not necessary for you to do it yourself, right?" Song Ji stopped him.

"Don't worry, it's all right. Your brother knows what's going on. It'll be no problem for him to escape. Even if I die, I'll die behind you." Jianglong replied carelessly.

Song Ji thought for a moment: "Senior Maitreya's house arrest order..."

Jiang Long was much more excited than expected: "Buddha said that you should not go out unless necessary, but now my brother has come to ask for help, so there must be something wrong. If there is something wrong, the house arrest is of course not valid. Okay, hang up, I'm busy!"

Song Ji looked at the hang-up signal and suddenly felt relieved.

"What do you mean by house arrest is invalid? That's just sophistry. Senior Maitreya will not admit it."

He thought to himself, and then his eyes gradually deepened. Song Ji didn't know when the plan to create a god could be completed, but the fusion of the extraordinary sequence was definitely not that simple. The arrow was on the string and had to be shot.

Turn around, go back to the room, and wait quietly for the final moment to arrive.

On the other side, Jiang Long approached the man in black with a flattering look on his face and said, "Well, Uncle Master, my brother has come to ask for help. As the eldest brother, I have to do something. Let me massage your shoulders."

Mo Luo nodded in satisfaction, and threw aside the bench that had hit Jiang Long's bald head just now. "If you can't save face, I, your uncle, will lose face. What do you want to do? I lie down and you step on me to take a picture and send it to your brother?"

"Oh, how can that be possible? Besides, my brother asked me to deal with the Abyss outside you," Jiang Long said attentively, "That's right, look, if we brothers go on stage, can you beat us less severely, so that we can have some highlights..."

"You want to have a fake match and still want to shine? Let me ask you, how many sea cucumbers do you eat in one meal? How dare you ask for that?" Mo Luo said, seeing that Jiang Long was about to roll on the ground, "Roll, roll, roll, roll. At most I'll let you have a few more rounds. It's up to you how you perform."

"Okay, Uncle Master, good luck. From today on, I will believe in the abyss."

(End of this chapter)