I'm wandering in the world

Chapter 202: Statue of the Gray World

Seeing this unbelievable thing, Gui Zhongdao had the idea of ​​retreating. It seemed that he was destined to fail to kill the backbone of the anti-monster SWAT team tonight! He might have wronged Zi Luo. This stinky woman might not have betrayed him, but she was too stupid. Her whereabouts were discovered by the SWAT team, and they used a trick on her!

Otherwise, when the strange blood flag appeared, why could everyone run away but she couldn't?
It goes without saying that those who left must have some kind of protective item on them.

At this moment, Zi Luo let out a scream, and her flesh and blood separated from her whole body from the outside to the inside, and in an instant she became a skull sitting on the ground!
Her soul went directly into the Merit Banner.

Gui Zhongdao's body is strong, but he has also been torn by countless small wounds. If he stays here, it is only a matter of time before he dies.

Sonorous!

The sound of a sharp blade being unsheathed.

As soon as Gui Zhongdao turned around, a sharp blade came towards him. He hurriedly put his hands together to try to intercept it, but who knew that the blade was so fast and powerful! It passed through his palms and pierced his chest, making a sizzling sound, as if a red-hot iron was piercing his body...

It’s Chen Qingyuan who is here.

He held the Evil-Breaking Sword in his hand and would go straight to the vital points of the encounter without mercy!

Gui Zhongdao stared at Chen Qingyuan, recognized who he was, and said through gritted teeth: "You...you are the new technical director of the network department, Chen Guilin...you betrayed the group."

Stab it!

The sword blade was raised, and a large gash was cut in Gui Zhongdao's chest, and blood gushed out! He glanced at the Merit Banner with resentment. If it wasn't for this thing affecting him all the time, how could he be bullied like this...

"Son, I'm here to help you!"

Chen Qingyuan: “???”

The ceiling suddenly exploded, and a ferocious monster fell down. It turned out to be Yuan Dazong. He was wearing something like a transparent raincoat. When he landed on the ground, his first action was to slap the Merit Banner away!
He was still frightened as he looked at the protection index on the protective suit. It had only been a short time since he came in, but the durability had dropped to only about 9%.

Chen Qingyuan said: "Yuan Dazong, it seems that you have decided to help the Ghost Sect. Don't you insist on taking the peaceful route?"

Yuan Dazong looked a little unhappy, and said, "I have already investigated what you said. Gui Zhongdao was my poor parenting. Years of indulgence and doting on him led to this result! However, there is still time for everything. I can't just let him die like you did without trying anything!"

It seems that Yuan Dazong is on the opposite side...

Chen Qingyuan smiled, and the Evil-Breaking Sword circled around Gui Zhongdao's neck. Blood spurted out, and a huge head flew out and fell to the ground, rolling several times.

Yuan Dazong was stunned: "This... my son!"

Gui Zhongdao is young and strong, and he obviously has a bright future!

Just die like this?
Yuan Dazong's skin turned red, and his protective suit burst. He seemed to sense something, his eyes widened, and he pulled his hands into the air: "You are going to be buried with my son!"

There was a rumbling sound outside, and then I saw a civilian plane flying straight towards here!

In the original plot, Yuan Dazong and Gui Zhongdao have similar abilities, both of which can pass through walls and control others.

Chen Qingyuan thought the plane could escape the disaster, but he didn't expect to be dragged into a fight...

He directly took out the thousand-year-old bamboo bow, put on the Five Thunder Talisman Arrow, pulled the string, and whoosh. The talisman arrow turned into a phantom and flew out, hitting Yuan Dazong directly on the forehead!
Lightning and thunder corroded Yuan Dazong, causing him to lose control of the plane!

The pilot of the civil aircraft outside the Bank of China Building was already sweating profusely. He had just returned to Hong Kong and was about to land. Suddenly, the entire aircraft lost control and quickly dropped in altitude. It was about to hit the building, but the aircraft regained control! He and the co-pilot used all their strength to pull the aircraft back in the tilt angle. The entire aircraft tilted its fuselage, and its wings brushed against the outer shell of the Bank of China Building...

A disaster was avoided...

While Yuan Dazong was shot by an arrow, Chen Qingyuan stepped forward quickly and thrust the sword into his face, piercing through the back of his head!
Draw out the sword again!

Yuan Dazong twitched all over, his body slowly went limp, his eyes still open...

Ding Dong!

The sound of a text message came from my phone. I opened it and saw the content: [Congratulations on completing the mission. You will return immediately or at most in three days.]

Chen Qingyuan sat on Yuan Dazong's body and called Jiashan: "Help me pick up the Merit Banner. It just flew out of the southeast window..."

After leaving the Bank of China Building, Jiashan and his men remained on high alert. Naturally, they discovered something flying out, and quickly retrieved the Merit Banner and returned it to Chen Qingyuan. Tonight's preparations, while eliminating the monster king Yuan Dazong and his son Gui Zhongdao, will immediately cause the monsters hiding in human society to become confused, thus revealing their true colors, which will make it easier to clean them up.

The monsters’ base camp is in the demon world.

As long as the demon world exists, monsters will continue to appear, so the war between humans and monsters will continue...

Chen Qingyuan left very decisively.

How to describe this world? It feels like the technology tree of monsters and humans is a little off. If you only watch the movie, the beauty of the beauties and the explosive hunting operations are still worth watching. But when you come to this world in person, you will feel that the whole world is a little distorted...

……

Gray world.

A black stone door dropped from the sky and landed heavily on the ground. Chen Qingyuan walked out from it and picked up a few light spots.

The first light spot: [Congratulations on receiving the special gift of "Self-Healing" from the Monster City World. With this skill, you can enhance your self-healing ability tenfold! ]

The second light spot: [Congratulations on obtaining the special gift from the Monster City World, the growth version of the "Human Force Field". With this skill, you can remotely control objects with willpower and mental power. The duration and quality of the controllable objects depend on the user's mental power and willpower! ]

The light spots faded away...

Chen Qingyuan took out a small knife and cut his arm, and blood immediately flowed out of the wound.

He pressed the blood vessel at the proximal end with his hand, and the blood from the wound slowly stopped flowing out and soon became semi-coagulated. In just over ten minutes, the wound was faintly scabbed.

This self-healing speed is not as good as the self-healing ability of Wolverine and Deadpool in European and American comics, but it’s okay.

Chen Qingyuan threw out the knife, and on a thought, he used the human force field!
The knife was fixed in the air, moving up, down, left and right with his mind. It was a little clumsy and stiff because it was his first time controlling it, but as time passed, the knife's movement became smoother and smoother, until it finally moved freely as if it was an extension of Chen Qingyuan's arm.

He thought of the ancient sword set that the old Taoist priest had given him. In addition to the long sword, the Evil-Breaking Sword, there were also four small swords made of the same material called the Evil-Breaking Swords.

The sword box is open!

A thought!
The main sword, Exorcist, slowly flew out. Unlike the small knife, it was heavier and its control accuracy was much lower. Chen Qingyuan held the main sword, and the other four small swords also flew out, fluttering around his body like nimble butterflies...

This……

It can be considered a pirated version of Yu Jian.

The ancients practiced Taoism with three aspirations: the first was immortality, the second was flying, and the third was martial arts, being able to kill someone thousands of miles away with just a wave of the sword...

Chen Qingyuan felt that at this level, he was almost ready to learn Lushan swordsmanship.

The Lushan Xiezhan technique includes many kinds of weapons, including swords, spears, halberds, sticks and other martial arts. It all depends on what weapon the disciple likes to use and what technique he learns.

In many cases, fighting is not limited to long-distance combat, but also involves close combat in unexpected situations!

Therefore, it is very necessary to learn close combat skills...

As this world ends.

Memories of being ten years old began to reappear, leaving a statue of ten-year-old Chen Qingyuan on the ground...

Break time.

Should I go to Lushan to practice, or go home?
Chen Qingyuan completed his tasks in a short time, but when he returned to the memory world, he would only appear once every few years to his relatives there. When he was thinking, he suddenly found something was wrong.

The gray world is a place where the sky is gray and the ground is gray.

The sky was empty and the ground was hard, as if it was a "primitive" world that had not yet been developed...

Chen Qingyuan found that the ground, which had always been hard and smooth, had become soft. He rubbed it with his shoes and found gray sand...

Is the ground becoming desertified?

This was a thought that came to his mind subconsciously.

wind……

There is wind blowing from the front.

Chen Qingyuan was on high alert. He had always believed that the gray world was a "task transfer station" or something like a "system space". Now that something unexpected had happened, he suddenly felt uneasy.

Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
A dull metallic sound was heard.

He looked back, his pupils contracted, and saw the statues left by the images from the age of one to ten, they were lined up vertically, the one-year-old statue was pulling the corner of the clothes of the two-year-old statue, the two-year-old was pulling the corner of the clothes of the three-year-old, and so on. At first glance, it looked like the formation of corpses in Hong Kong movies...

The statues left behind by these memory images include his family members and himself.

But the statues lined up in a long vertical row were all of Chen Qingyuan himself.

The statues with the appearance of the family members stood in place, changed their postures, raised their right hands high to make a farewell gesture...

what on earth is it……

The ten-year-old statue was about ten steps away from him, and was not holding onto the front edge of his clothes like the other statues.

Chen Qingyuan tried to take two steps, only to hear the dull sound of footsteps rising and falling. The ten-year-old statue followed and walked forward, and a large row of statues behind it followed closely, like an eagle catching chickens.

The wind is getting stronger.

The ground in the gray world was becoming more and more desertified, and his feet had sunk into the gray sand to the height of his ankles.

call……

woohoo...

Chen Qingyuan took out a scarf from the tear mole space and wrapped it around his head, leaving a small gap to see the road.

Should we continue to move forward?

He suddenly noticed that the ten-year-old statue raised its right hand with its index finger pointing forward.

"Are you giving me directions?"

"..."

The statue seemed to have no intelligence and couldn't even speak. No matter how Chen Qingyuan asked, it always remained in this position...

Chen Qingyuan tried to follow the direction it pointed.

The statue then put down its hand and followed closely...

There is something on the ground ahead.

In the gray world, things of slightly different colors are so clear and eye-catching in Chen Qingyuan's eyes!

He ran over quickly, and the statue behind him also jogged along.

There was a small translucent ball on the ground, about the same size as a ping-pong ball. Chen Qingyuan picked it up and looked at it carefully. He was a little shocked, because this small ball was like a microscopic galaxy toy, with a large number of small, round, grain-like planets in it. As he shook it gently, these planets collided back and forth and even produced small sparks.

There is a crack at the bottom of the ball. When it shakes, some tiny planets leak out from the gap. Almost at the moment they leave the gap, they immediately turn into gray gravel and fall to the ground. It is no longer possible to tell which gravel is the planet.

Chen Qingyuan had an outrageous guess.

Could this translucent ping-pong ball in his hand be a miniature universe?

Thinking of this, even though he was determined, he couldn't help but tremble. The few times he shook his hands just now caused countless explosions in this microcosm. The sparks inside...

Look again at the gravel planet that leaked out from the glass ball and was immediately assimilated into ordinary gravel by the gray world. Look again at the thick layer of sand that is ankle-deep all over the ground.

Chen Qingyuan reached out and grabbed a handful from the ground. It was icy cold...

Every step he took was on countless planets, and with a casual grab, he could: pick the sun and the moon with his hands?
It's too ridiculous...

Glancing around, he saw the ten-year-old statue raising its right hand again to point the way.

What exactly is the place the statue points to? Is it the end of the heavens, or the origin?
Chen Qingyuan ran in the desert of the gray world for seventy-four hours, his speed getting slower and slower, and finally he sat down panting...

He adjusted his breathing.

This body still needs some further training, so let’s leave first.

He used his obsession to immediately open the passage to the memory world, and the man disappeared after stepping into the temporary door...

Woohoo!

The moment Chen Qingyuan disappeared!

The grey world immediately changed color, the strong wind turned into a gale, and the gravel on the ground was rolled up into a huge sandstorm, covering the sky and the sun as if it was going to destroy everything!
bang bang bang!
The statues began to move, holding hands and hugging each other at a very fast speed, and the last one-year-old statue was protected by layers of protection at the center.

The sandstorm arrived in an instant, and the sand and gravel hit the statue like a grinder, with flashes of fire and continuous flames!

But let the sandstorm be violent!
The statues kept their heads down, hugging and leaning against each other, as if they were a piece of black rock, motionless, except for white friction marks on their bodies...

……

Memory World, 2020.

Chen Qingyuan walked out of the temporary door. He looked back in surprise. For some reason, he felt like he had just brushed past something when he left the gray world...

Forget it.

The great power belongs to oneself, and cultivation is important.

If you don’t have the strength, encountering helpless things will only make you more helpless.

Chen Qingyuan was still in the town at the moment. He came to the artificial lake and took advantage of the fact that no one was around. He touched the cockscomb snake tattoo on his body and said, "Take me to Lushan!"

The sound of water!

Chen Qingyuan jumped into the water, and the tattoo turned into a huge cockatoo snake that lifted him up. Then countless scenes changed in front of him, and with a loud splash, he jumped out of the water. When he came to his senses, he was already standing in front of the gate of Lushan. It was so fast...

(End of this chapter)