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"…I said, if I don't go back, my mother will be worried."

"Yes, wash your face first. You've cried like a cat."

"Don't look at your sister making a fool of herself, you little brat! Be careful that you won't be able to get a wife in the future!"

“There is no connection between the two.”

"If I say yes, then yes! And you can go back first, I'll be back later!"

A certain uneasiness shrouded Yang Wuqu's heart.

However, out of trust in his family and the security in the area, he returned home first.

Fortunately, the worst thing did not happen that day, and Yang Wenqu returned home later.

But the worst happened when...

It was not long after that.

……

A few days later, after a small funeral, Yang Wuqu returned home first.

Under the current circumstances, it would be better for Yang's mother to take a break. He can just make a few side dishes, which will be enough to make do with.

After spending almost an hour preparing food for his family members who had not eaten a grain of rice from last night to this morning, Yang Wuqu felt a little uneasy.

I always feel like something is going away.

Moreover, there was something... It felt like his favorite little wooden sculpture that Yang Jumen had made by hand was accidentally broken by Yang Wenqu.

It's just an illusion...

Yang Ju Men also said that if you believe in science, there are no ghosts or gods in the world.

But he still felt uneasy.

When he arrived at Yang Wenqu's room, Yang Wenqu found the [weapon] he had made for the other party.

A long metal strip that can be folded like a teaching stick, named "Yueshi".

By the way, this is the name given by Yang Wenqu, which is terrible in every sense of the word.

“Didn’t you take it…?”

After hesitating for a moment, he picked up the [weapon] that someone said was named in this way to prevent his naughty brother from stealing it, and walked out of the house.

Then he walked back.

"What am I doing?"

Smiling at himself, he sat at the table and waited.

That night, Yang Wenqu never came back.

That night, Yang Pojun suffered from depression and gynophobia.

That night, Yang Lucun showed the gloomiest expression in his life.

That night, Yang Wu Qu lost his [ability].

[253] Along with the power of the past came the world's inner

"Hey, Lu Cun."

"Don't worry, I'm doing well here in the United States."

"Yeah, it's pretty good here."

“People are very friendly, and many of them are willing to offer help to me.”

"The air is pretty good, too, with an authentic scent."

"What smell? Of course it is... You know, foreigners like BBQ, that is, barbecue."

"It's a unique experience to enjoy the night view and breathe in the authentic wind at night. In a way, what the public intellectuals say about the sweet air here is not wrong."

"Okay, mom's illness hasn't healed yet, right? Then I'll find a suitable time to call her later. I have some accounts to settle with a friend now."

"That's it, bye."

After hanging up the phone, Yang Wuqu smiled warmly at his "friend" on the ground.

"White pig, get up if you're still alive."

The sturdy man stood up tremblingly.

A closer look revealed that his body was covered with pinholes.

"How do you feel about your own goods?"

"#￥%￥＃..."

Yang Wuqu kicked the other person in the face and told him to behave normally.

This is the new powder-selling little...brother he found a few days ago. With the help of self-taught hypnosis and psychology, after sufficient practical experience, he found that he had regained the abilities that he had lost five years ago.

And on the basis of [receiving], [transmitting] is also added.

The reason is not very clear at the moment, but Yang Wu Qu, who has already undergone sufficient learning and has broken through his bottom line again and again in this country, is very obedient to his inner thoughts and has made friends with all the big brothers who sell fans in this area, and let them decide for themselves who is his true friend.

He is a person who pursues purity and does not like false friends, so the ones who survive to the end are his friends.

Winners are rewarded and losers are punished.

The reward for the winner is to experience his own goods and eat rare ingredients, and the punishment for the loser is to be turned into a White Pig brand can or a Farm Tool brand can.

This guy selling powder in front of me...what's his name?

Yang Wuqu thought about it, but couldn't remember.

The other party has a problem with his brain now, and reading his ability would just be asking for trouble.

Then let’s call the other party tool A.

Tool A seems to know something...special.

But there's probably nothing to ask now.

"Forget it, let's go back and find new poker friends to book a room."

A few days ago, he met a very sexy girl with big wavy blonde hair. She was quite open about sex and could play poker and mahjong. It was rare to meet such a great girl in a foreign country, so he tried to make friends with her.

Then I went to home plate that day and exchanged contact information.

It is said that the other party plans to bring a few friends who also know how to play mahjong today. When they get tired of playing cards, they can play a tank game. Everyone is very open.

In fact, the one who left the Boy Scouts, Yang Wu Qu, two days ago, has been accustomed to the colors in people's hearts since childhood, and has no interest in being with others heart-to-heart. He only does it because he feels good about the physical feedback.

Of course, the main reason was that he had heard that "eating forbidden fruit can make you stronger."

When he first regained his abilities, he could feel that their strength was not as strong as it was before, but after eating the forbidden fruit, his abilities were definitely enhanced.

【At this point, Yang Wuqu understood his first truth.】

……

After six hours of fierce fighting, Yang Wuqu, naked, leaned against the window, holding an unlit cigar in his mouth. The chilly night breeze still blew away the smell in the house.

Yang Wuqu was watching the midnight gunfight outside. As a gunman who had just emptied his magazine, he was commenting on the shooting skills of his men in his mind.

This country is great because it is free.

Guns and fire can be obtained here at a small price - of course, you can also buy them for free.

The air here also smells good. At least Yang Wuqu, who is extremely sensitive to and loves the smell of blood, has been able to smell the smell of rust mixed with chemical reagents since the moment he set foot on this land.

The people here are also very nice.

Criminals of all sizes, who have become increasingly rare in their own country, can be found in large numbers in any city in this country. Even a guy like him who uses one or two every week will not be noticed.

Clearly dozens or even hundreds of people die every day, yet it seems like there is no end.

Come to think of it, when I was born, the population of this country has not changed much from now.

Thinking of this, Yang Wuqu couldn't help but smile.

What a great place.

The Anglo-Saxons, who have cutting-edge technology, are sanctimonious but still talk about fairness and contracts. They bring progress and "freedom" by cutting off unnecessary "branches and leaves".

Even a guy like him who is naturally emotionless and relies on his acting skills honed since childhood to pretend to be a normal person would be moved by this place.

From the perspective of an ordinary person who just wants to live an honest and decent life, this evaluation is not a good one.

"honey~~~"

The hot blonde with blue eyes and wavy hair hugged Yang Wuqu from behind in a primitive posture. Her beautiful breasts pressed against his strong back with obvious muscular lines, bringing a soft touch.

This is his card-playing friend and comrade-in-arms who played tanks with him - An, a top-notch girl who is proficient in mahjong and ammunition loading, and can compete with him in playing cards (pun intended).

Of course, that was the end of that.

After actually eating the 5P forbidden fruit, his ability [Strength] was once again improved.

By directly reading the opponent's real-time thoughts, physiological reactions, and combat experience, Yang Wu Qu, who was evenly matched with the opponent two days ago, killed the opponent without leaving a single piece of armor and also lost two other girls... whose relationship with her was hard to tell.

Although the other party said that they were best friends, the reaction of one of them was respectful but also cold...she felt more like a subordinate.

He went around behind her and hugged her slender waist. Yang Wu Qu, who had temporarily lost even his physical worldly desires, began to act as usual.

"Would you like to continue, dear?"

An's warm breath fell upon Yang Wuqu's ears, and words came out of her red lips that made the false intimacy disappear for a moment.

"You should be able to peek into the mind of my [host body] now, right, [the one who connects heaven and earth]?"

The orchid's fragrance tickled his ears, but the content of the words was like the muzzle of a gun pointed at his head, making Yang Wuqu's heart beat wildly.

"How to say?"

Instead of wondering why the other party knew of his abilities, Yang Wu Qu was more concerned about the so-called "person who connects heaven and earth" mentioned by the other party.

After all, why would anyone think that their abnormality would not be discovered?

Even if having special abilities seems amazing, such powers are meaningless when compared with the talents of some people. At least, no matter how much Yang Wu Qu peeks into the hearts of those artists, he cannot understand the so-called beauty of works of art.

Yang Wuqu asked this with a mentality that could be said to be completely unconcerned about the possible life-and-death crisis he might be facing.

"The story begins a long time ago."

"After primates established their high position in the food chain through their wisdom and strength, they encountered the Gift of the Stars."

"Since the star was formed, there have been only four [eruptions] in total."

"The first gift brought an evolutionary tone to some primates that made the species more inclined toward brain growth."

"Soon after that, the first forms of civilization emerged - tribes - that studied fire and invented writing to transmit history."

"The second gift has shown that the primates of the tribe have been favored by the [rules]."

"The totem used as a symbol between tribes was materialized by the will of the primates and turned into a [guardian god]."

"The third gift came unexpectedly soon after the second gift. When the population grew to a considerable size, humans mastered the ability to use power directly. As a spiritual sustenance, God was born."

"Take the four ancient nations as an example. The kings of China claimed to be gods and granted divine positions to many of their subordinates and generals."

"The pharaohs of Egypt claimed to be the sons of God, or the incarnation of God, and they had the power of life and death."

"It was much the same in other ancient Babylonian and Indian countries. The [kings] ruled with divine power and gave this gift from heaven their own imaginary origins."

"Later, powerful forces caused unrest. Sooner or later, the human kings finally chose to give up this gift."

"According to the story of the country where you were born, Zhuanxu ordered his two descendants to perform a mission to open the heavens."

"So only a small number of people passed down the power in a nearly one-line manner, and most people lost this gift."

"The fourth gift came around... the end of the Ming Dynasty, during the Little Ice Age."

"However, because similar Jedi Tiantong has been performed four times, the long period of time has already eroded the power that most people would have had, so this fourth gift has not been accessible to anyone until now."

"And the reason I call you that is…what are you doing?"

An's chanting, which had originally carried a sacred feeling, suddenly stopped, and he asked in a strange voice.

"Take out your shit."