Bring some numerical shock to the summoning world

The most terrifying thing is, why hasn’t the magic network technology made any progress?

Bai Dongdong clearly remembered that before leaving the School of Truth, he had participated in two research projects on the Magic Network. One of them was the future extension of the Magic Network. This project was almost implemented, and the future development direction of the three Magic Networks had been clearly defined.

Failed.

This is the only possibility.

But why did it fail?

If this timeline is "I and Zhou Li did not appear in SPW", is it because of me and Zhou Li that the magic network technology stagnated?

Shouldn't.

This thought only appeared for a moment before Bai Dongdong abandoned it. World-class technology is like a huge rolling stone. No matter how talented one is, it is only the force that pushes the stone forward. Once the stone starts rolling down, it cannot be stopped by one or two people.

Not right either.

Suddenly, Bai Dongdong found himself in a misunderstanding.

"Rolling Stone" is an earthly affair.

The simplest truth is that if a technology on Earth begins to develop on a nation-by-nation basis, no one can stop it, unless the technology itself is flawed. The nation functions as a monolithic machine, and no "individual" can stop its operation, because everyone is just ordinary human, still needing tools to achieve their goals.

But this is not Earth.

Zhou Li is not necessarily an ordinary human being.

wrong.

He is not necessarily a human.

So the question is, are he and Zhou Li really the "blockers" of the magic network technology?

If yes, why.

Thinking of this, Bai Dongdong felt an inexplicable absurdity, as if he was reading a novel in which the brave man ordered the stupid gods to do something in the early stage, but as the story went on, it turned into a science fiction segment where the world was destroyed and everyone worked together.

No way.

No.

Bai Dongdong suddenly laughed, and her laughter was mainly because she thought of Zhou Li.

It's okay, he's got you covered.

At worst, he could unify his astonishing wisdom and astonishing power to give the world a small numerical shock.

With this in mind, Bai Dongdong stopped speculating about what had happened to the magic network technology. She had tried to contact people she knew in the School of Truth, but the signal was blocked by the national barrier created by the saint's remains. As an individual, she couldn't decipher the saint's remains, so there was no point in pursuing it further.

The biggest goal now is to find the location of the saint's remains, lure Zhou Li over and start the astonishing power segment.

So, next...

Standing up, Bai Dongdong looked at this ordinary "town" with a slight smile on his face.

Sure enough, even across time, Zhou Li, a pig-brained man, couldn't understand his magic book.

The platinum ring turned into a thin thread and wrapped around her eye socket. A bright red light flashed in Bai Dongdong's sight. She could see where Zhou Li was, and at the same time...

【can you hear me? 】

In the hotel, Zhou Li, who had just hung the North-South Rhythm on the clothes hanger, was stunned for a moment, and then a hint of surprise flashed across his face involuntarily.

【11111111】

He deducted several 1s deep in his heart.

After hearing Bai Dongdong's voice, Zhou Li finally felt relieved. Entering the future, besides worrying about whether he could return and Lan Ling's health would be able to withstand it, Bai Dongdong was the person he was most worried about, bar none.

He wasn't sure if Bai Dongdong had been left in reality or gone to another timeline. Now it seemed that she was right next to him, and not far away.

【You are here too? 】

Zhou Li asked.

[Your question is no less than when you stood at the toilet door and asked me why I was going to the toilet when I was a kid.]

Bai Dongdong was speechless. Then the magic book in her hand began to flicker. She said in her heart: [You are surrounded.]

【Five minutes ago】

Zhou Li gave an accurate number. He had sensed he was being watched the moment he entered the hotel. It wasn't due to keen senses or experience, but simply from hearing the breathing of these silent beings.

You have to breathe.

Even without breathing.

You have to think about it.

Please describe the location to me.

Bai Dongdong said deep in Zhou Li's heart.

Zhou Li didn't even ask her what the point was. Without even a moment's hesitation, he said bluntly: [There are twelve people in the room on the left, seven people in the small market not far away, at least one hundred and thirty-four people in the high-rise building on the right, and three more people in the underground secluded area of ​​the hotel.]

Looking up, Zhou Li showed a kind smile at the person whose face was filled with fear, but there was no smell of fear coming from his body, only the strong rhythm of excitement moving north and south.

"And there's a man on the roof."

【Attack】

The moment the words fell, Nanbei's rhythmic body shot out like a giant cannonball. With a single movement of his hand, Nanbei's rhythmic body pierced through the tiles, the dull thud of bones colliding with the wood creating a series of crisp cracking sounds. Debris, wood chips, fragments of sunlight.

Dust continued to pour out from the hole above, rolling slowly in the light.

Looking up at the astonished man in black, Zhou Li stretched out his hand and made a snapping gesture.

puff!

The air that was ejected by the snap of the fingers hit the man's forehead heavily like a compressed cannonball. He didn't even have time to move his hands. The sudden cannonball blew his body away like a rag.

"Who is this?"

Zhou Li reached out and took back the thrown North-South Rhythm, then gently asked: "You'd better introduce yourself, otherwise I'll accidentally beat him into a pulp and it will be difficult to recognize him."

"Can't!"

Although Nanbei Ludong's bones were almost shattered in the process of close contact with the floor, he still roared in pain: "He is General Haji's child, Haji Mi! You can't kill him!"

"Oh my, that's a cool name!"

Zhou Li's murderous intent vanished instantly upon hearing the name. He walked over to Hakimi, who had been beaten to a pulp by his North-South Rhythm move, and stood before him, hands behind his back, arrogantly saying, "Logically, someone like you, Kimi, has no right to harass me. You've overstepped your authority!"

What the hell?

The rhythm of the north and south and the groaning Hakimi on the ground were all stunned. They couldn't understand why Zhou Li suddenly said such words and took such an attitude.

"Oh, that feels good."

Zhou Li sighed in relief after playing a clichéd joke that only he and Bai Dongdong understood. He then reached out, grabbed Hakimi's head, and asked gently:

"Why did you come here to die? Mr. Harkey, would you consider answering me?"

At this point, Hakimi finally came to his senses, or rather, he finally freed himself from the fact that he had been instantly defeated. After a brief silence, he said in a deep voice:

"who are you?"

"Oh my, you're awesome."

Zhou Li was shocked. "You're breathing on me even when I'm holding your head? You're so old, you're really crazy."

Just when Zhou Li was about to give Hakimi a little more strength to let him know what a cat lover was, Hakimi smiled.

Smiled weirdly.

"Do you really think I'm here to put myself in danger?"

The moment he finished speaking, Hakimi's body began to shatter, transforming into countless tiny, shattered points of light. At the same time, Nanbei Ludong, who had been unable to move, suddenly trembled all over. An expression of "I've come out" appeared on his face, and after a brief silence, he suddenly stood up.

Like a demon standing upright, he suddenly stood in a military posture with his disabled body, which scared Zhou Li. If you didn't know better, you would think he was a corpse. But the breath of life on him made Zhou Li realize that he was not dead, nor had he turned into a corpse, and there was no rigor mortis.

So what is he doing?

[Buhao! He has a sea soul...]

Before the last word of the warning was fully formed in Zhou Li's mind, his fat memory had already been activated. Especially in this situation where he was surrounded, the other party had a special identity, and was obviously deceiving, the memories contained in his fat particles began to surge.

The mouth has amazing power!

Zhou Li's responses were always so unpretentious. Against an opponent who had just been severely injured, he didn't even bother using a Stand or summons. The hand that had grasped Hakimi's head suddenly exerted force!

Just like always, Zhou Li's movements were so fast that they surpassed the limits of ordinary human vision. There was no flash of energy, no shockwave in the air, only the purest and most brutal gripping force instantly applied to Hakimi's head!

"Oh!"

An unusually dull "pop" sound, not from the cracking of bones, echoed throughout the room. The expected scene of a watermelon exploding did not appear!

Zhou Li's pupils shrank very slightly.

The touch felt wrong! It wasn't the hard, crisp sound of crushing flesh and bone. Instead, it felt like... bursting an incredibly tough, yet hollow, inflatable bag? Or, in other words, like punching an invisible, yet incredibly tough cushioning membrane.

That’s not right. What kind of buffer film can buffer me?

Zhou Li was a little confused.

The five fingers that could instantly crush Dio were like being caught in some extremely strange spatial fault! The force that was enough to distort the air and shatter the alloy was taken advantage of by an inexplicable law the moment it touched the surface of Hakkimi's head, and then completely dissipated.

Hakimi's body remained motionless beneath his palm. Not even his scalp, let alone his skull, remained intact, like an octogenarian who had transformed into a round-headed man without a scratch. Instantly, the pain on Hakimi's face faded, replaced by a smug grin that blended sarcasm, excitement, and a sense of revenge.

"Space Ritual!"

The moment the words fell, a layer of space bubble wrapped Zhou Li tightly in it. This ability, no, this sea soul

The effects of this ability are extremely strange and highly targeted. It can instantly create an invisible, completely mirrored, and independent space bubble between Hakimi's body and any physical contact. This bubble can also imprison the opponent in turn. And the most powerful aspect of this ability is that the hardness of the space bubble it creates depends on the "strength" of the person exerting the power.

The stronger your power, the stronger the space bubble will be!

An extremely rare look of surprise appeared on Zhou Li's face.

"Hey, can you please cut down this mechanic monster?"

Zhou Li muttered unhappily.

At this moment, Hakimi suddenly raised his head, his face full of arrogance and pride. He roared at the big hole in the ceiling with all his might: "Do it!!!"

The sound pierced the tense air like a flare. Like a hornet's nest, the long-laid-in Presidential Guards swarmed in from all directions—from the market, from homes, from the hotel basement, from the cracked ceiling! Their weapons flashed with targeted magical light, their target aimed directly at Zhou Li, who stood alone in the center of the room, holding the North-South Rhythm.

Oh, and there's a space bubble around him.