Chapter 105 Food
It is located 3.6 million miles north of China, crossing the border of the Arctic Sea that no one has ever reached before, and then arriving at a chaotic, dark and directionless realm.
The void is like the sea, and there is no trace of any living beings here.
Dead silence and darkness, as if there are endless crises hidden.
But even in such a realm, there was a huge, dark, square city floating strangely.
Jiayi's figure appeared out of thin air in a house in the city. As soon as he appeared, dozens of people surrounded him from the left and right and began to test the various conditions of his body.
A white-haired old man in black robes patted Jiayi on the shoulder and said: "Don't be discouraged. Jiasan has recovered Taxu and Kongchan. The white horses have already gathered together. This is the strongest divine destiny. Picture, with it in hand, the unknown person has nothing to worry about!"
Jiayi nodded silently and continued to let everyone draw his blood and check him expressionlessly.
"Respiratory rate is normal."
"Blood indicators are normal."
"The vitality of Ming Cong is normal."
One by one, the test results came to the old man like a stream, and he did not shy away from them at all. He kept looking through them directly in front of Jiayi.
Jiayi is like a precision machine. Strict inspection and maintenance must be carried out before and after each mission.
Jiayi is also used to this. He knew from birth that he was a test subject and existed to help God come to this world better.
He had always regarded this as his destiny and was proud to be the nourishment of God.
But at this moment, something different suddenly appeared in Jiayi's mind, which was completely rebellious and could even be said to go against his set ideas.
“Why can’t I become a god?”
As soon as this thought appeared, it was as unending as weeds, as unquenchable as the fire in the earth, constantly growing and spreading, gradually forming one after another. An idea.
Concentration turns into thinking, and thinking leads to action.
A chill appeared in the depths of Jia Yi's abyss-like eyes, and he looked somewhere in the city.
The greatest wise men in this world since ancient times have gathered there. These lost wisdoms have only one task to reunite here... and that is to make the body of God!
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"No grandmaster is willing to stand here with us, not even Prince Chu."
This is the underground of a manor in the capital of China.
In a room that is luxuriously decorated like a palace, a group of old ghosts in complicated and luxurious clothes sit around a pear wood table.
Basically covering all the noble families in Da Chu, even the surviving royal family with the Chu surname.
An old man who looked like a withered corpse said: "Although Cihai is a member of the royal family, he practices martial arts all year round, and his mind is filled with the way of thinking of a martial artist. Naturally, he is as afraid of Wuming as a tiger."
< br>"Uncle Chu Emperor, you have to make the decision for us. This unknown person asks us to spend all our wealth and distribute it to the ordinary people. This is digging up our roots!" The head of the Yang family, who was like a ball, wailed.
“I heard that the capital might become a battlefield, and Wuming wanted to relocate all the civilians, so he set his sights on our noble families.”
The head of the Lan family echoed: “Those There is nothing to save the dead people. Anyway, another group will be born in a few decades. If there are no aristocratic families like us, how will the world be rebuilt after the war? "
Uncle Chu Emperor coughed and said: "If Wuming wants to take over the world, he will have to rely on the help of aristocratic families like me."
"When our Chu family conquered the world, we didn't liquidate the family." Well. I think this decision was due to his confusion."
"I will take some time to meet him. Wu Ming may be very skilled in martial arts, but when it comes to governing the country, he is nothing but a hustler. He's just a kid."
"That's right, Mr. Chu, you have to make some suggestions. Those warriors will only destroy, but they won't care about the construction."
"If it weren't for us and other noble families. The world is managed in an orderly manner. The government is in charge and the people are in charge. How can those warriors have such a good cultivation environment?"
At this time, another hoarse and unpleasant voice sounded, "Not to mention anything else, just to transfer these nine million people, it will take several months. They still need to settle down and make a living elsewhere. If there is no family like us, Official, what should Wuming do?"
Uncle Chu Huang nodded and said: "Wuming has not yet figured out that our family is his help, not a constraint!"
These old ghosts have been living in the court for a long time, and they make careful calculations. On weekdays, with the help of rules, etiquette, and the court, they suppress the warriors from raising their heads.
Even a great master like Yan Xing was repeatedly manipulated by the captors for their salary and treatment.
The vast majority of them, in order to prolong their lives, stripped away the lives of other warriors and transplanted them into their own bodies.
It is inevitable to have a high self-esteem and arrogance.
Even if they know that Tang Yuan's martial arts is extraordinary, the philosophy they pursue is... No matter how great a person's power is, it is limited. Facing the rolling trend of the world, it is like a mantis's arm acting as a chariot, which is useless.
And the aristocratic family is the trend!
Among them, those families that have lasted for thousands of years are even more familiar with this.
Chu Taizu was also a decisive person in the past, but wasn't he eventually caught in the net spun by his family and assimilated into one of them?
So these dead bones in the tomb think... Tang Yuan is just another Chu Taizu!
The dynasty and warriors are just passing clouds. Only their family is the real controller behind this world. In their eyes, they had already sent a signal of surrender to Wuming.
Each family sent their most beautiful girls to the Wind Catcher headquarters, hoping that they could become friends with Wuming.
But unexpectedly, the news that came back was... Wuming asked them to give away their own resources to the untouchables who they usually didn't even look at.
Just when they, a group of old ghosts, were discussing happily, they came up with countless tricks to deal with Wuming.
There was a rapid knock on the door!
After opening the door, a young man hurried in and said in a panic: "It's not good, then... that Wuming has had people forcefully break into our major families to distribute food and wealth. ”
“What!” The heads of the Lan family stood up and said angrily, “Wu Ming is digging his own grave by cutting off his family.”
This! The words caused many old ghosts to applaud and cheer, and they all echoed his words.
"Oh!?" A cold voice came from above the head, "I wonder how someone digs his own grave."
The roof was suddenly blasted, and the sun shone brightly, killing these old ghosts in the grave. , everyone in the photo couldn't help but cover their eyes.
Seeing Tang Yuan's figure, they were not stupid enough. They knelt down one after another and said in a sad voice: "Master Wuming, don't be fooled by the slanderous villain. Our family is the root of this world. If you act so single-mindedly, how can the world be stable?"
Tang Yuan glanced at these old ghosts in surprise, how could anyone be so stupid?
He sneered, "The world? Aristocratic family?"
Uncle Chu Emperor thought that Tang Yuan had listened and said hurriedly: "If nothing else, you want to transfer the people in this city. Without the management of our family, how should we deal with such a large-scale population movement?"
Tang Yuan was really too lazy to look at these fools, with their horrified and disbelieving eyes.
He beat them into powder with just one punch.
At the same time, across the entire capital, streaks of transparent energy fell down.
Those aristocratic families, martial arts sects, worshiping gods...all the forces that opposed Tang Yuan were shot into the air and blood spattered all over the ground.
His fist is the general trend, and his will is God's will!
Under this most unpretentious act of violence, Tang Yuan's idea was completely implemented!
People who are still alive today are either sensible, honest, or both.
Under the management of many masters and warriors, every common person received enough food to survive, and then gathered in the blank square today.
Tang Yuan looked at the dense crowd. With a wave of his sleeves, nearly a million people disappeared. In just a few strokes, all the people got into his sleeves.
This is the world in his sleeves simulated by Tang Yuan with the help of Shenming Cong to "hide the void".
Although it is far from being as good as the genuine magical power that is famous all over the world... With a wave of his sleeves, it is just a matter of time to pretend to be a whole world.
But it is easy to carry a mere few million people. It is a piece of cake.
But for many masters in this world, this is an out-and-out miracle, leaving them stunned and speechless!
I can only sigh crazily in my heart, "Is this really something a warrior can do?"
In fact... Tang Yuan planned not only to move the people in the capital of China, but also all living beings in the entire world!
What happens in China is happening in all states at the same time.
This is the ability of the "substitute" of God's Life Cong.
As for why he did this, avoiding accidental injuries to the people during the battle and causing karma was only part of it.
More importantly... if the god wants to revive, recovering the Divine Life Cluster is only part of it.
The body is easy to create, but the soul is difficult to regenerate.
And the remnant soul of this god exists in thousands of people in this world.
This secret may not even be known to the organization, but it cannot be hidden from the Tang Demon Lord who plays with souls.
Tang Yuan had no intention from the beginning to the end of letting the god wake up and compete with him again.
He will not even be able to wake up!
...
At the same time, in the Void Sea...or in the mysterious aperture of the god, a bloody killing had come to an end.
Jia Yi casually slapped the old man who created him to death, and said coldly: "Chirp, Chirp, Chirp, why didn't I kill you earlier!"
He was covered in blood. , walked into the house that had been protected to the highest standards.
Looking at the embryos floating in the clear liquid.
He showed a cruel and bloody smile, "Now, it's time for you to become my food!"
(End of this chapter)