I Can Magically Change the Black Technology

Su Chen was walking on a piece of dry land.

The ground is cracked and dry, as if it has not been watered by rain for thousands of years.

At the end of the distant field of vision, there is a lofty mountain that can only be seen but cannot be touched.

He was walking on it, thinking he was going to the mountain.

That mountain was so high that he walked day after day, but he could never reach even a shred of it.

And he was getting more and more tired, even if he had already surpassed the limits of ordinary people, and walked for days without eating or drinking, it didn't make any sense.

That mountain was like a mirage, and no matter how far he walked on this dry land, it was impossible for him to touch the mirage at the end of the sky.

Until one day, the night was approaching, but the blood of the dusk was blocked by another shadow.

He raised his head in a daze, and saw a golden shadow walking in the sky.

Different from the embarrassed self, that shadow was brilliant and resplendent, like a legendary figure recorded in a myth.

Su Chen was in a daze, and stood fixedly on the dry wasteland looking at him.

Until he also noticed something, he turned to look at Su Chen.

It was an ancient emperor with an old face that was no longer the same. He held a long and narrow sword in the stone in one hand and a holy grail made of gold in the other. He was wearing golden knight armor and a complicated crown on his head. where?"

Su Chen was at a loss.

He raised the hand holding the Holy Grail and pointed into the distance.

The golden Holy Grail overlaps with the distant mountains under the light of the setting sun, making it impossible to look directly at.

He said thus: "I am going to Avalon to rest, where are you going? Do you want to go to Avalon too?"

Su Chen was at a loss.

This question seemed to stop him, leaving him in a daze for a long time.

When he came back to his senses, the emperor had disappeared, and the surrounding environment had also changed unconsciously.

The distant mountains are gone.

The ground beneath his feet became muddy and wet, and before his eyes was a world ruled by swamps and mist.

Behind this fog is Avalon.

Su Chen heard footsteps behind her.

He turned his head and saw a tall and bearded knight walking towards Su Chen with a huge sword on his back. He stood beside Su Chen and smiled brightly at him: "Hey, long time no see, Su Chen."

"Fred."

That name is a blessing to the soul.

Su Chen read it in one gulp.

"Hahaha, remember me, it seems that we are indeed friends. You have to thank me, you can reach the third caste, I have a huge credit, although I didn't understand what was going on at first, but later I thought It’s clear, it’s just that I didn’t expose you.”

"Fred..." Su Chen slowly stretched out his arm to him, and asked in a hissing voice, "Are you...really here?"

"Of course." Fred stepped forward, his figure gradually disappeared into the mist, but he didn't look back, he just waved his hand slightly, "The king has already passed, I have to follow, remember, you and that girl Joanna , I have to thank me, the Knights of the Round Table will definitely have my place as Fred in the coming year, hahaha...

"By the way, Su Chen, where are you going?"

Where am I going?

Su Chen lowered his head and looked at his hands blankly.

He was dressed in rags, like a refugee who had been wandering for an unknown amount of time, and his hands were also black and full of mud.

When he raised his head again, the surrounding scene changed again.

His feet shook slightly.

He was standing in the captain's cabin of a gigantic ship.

The giant ship is sailing out of the fog with the wind and waves, and the endless sea is far away.

Breaking through the fog, the sea is vast, as beautiful as seeing the sun through the clouds.

"It's so beautiful."

There are emotions coming from around.

Su Chen turned his head, and a middle-aged officer was smiling at him.

"Liao Chengdong."

"What's the matter, Mr. Su?"

"No...nothing...I just...I..."

"Look..." Liao Chengdong stretched out his finger and pointed to the mirror-like sea, "Look, Mr. Su, there is an old saying in China, the sea is wide enough for fish to leap, and the sky is high for birds to fly. Bar."

Su Chen stared at him for a while, then suddenly asked, "Then where do you want to go?"

"Me, I want to go home." Liao Chengdong smiled, "I'm not afraid that Mr. Su will laugh at me, I haven't been home for a long time, especially this time, although we were only trapped for less than two days. It’s been a month, but I feel like it’s been a long, long time. I want to go back to Huaxia. I just want to invite you to dinner."

Su Chen was a little moved.

But a voice told him in his heart that it was impossible to go to Liao Chengdong's house for a light meal.

So Su Chen only shook his head slightly, and asked, "Why are you willing to give me the nuclear weapon?"

Liao Chengdong seemed a little disappointed: "That's a pity, my cook is really good, especially braised pork... Why did you suddenly ask this question? Why did you give it to you, because I think you are trustworthy, right? Fang The teacher is gone, what I can do is not to lead everyone to do something, but to give those who might be able to do something a chance to do it.

"That's what I should do, isn't it? Mr. Su."

Su Chen opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a while.

Only silence.

He only heard Liao Chengdong ask: "So, where are you going? Mr. Su?"

"I……"

Light and shadow are changing.

The world goes backwards like a streamer.

Su Chen's feet turned into a devastated battlefield, corpses and flesh gathered into a muddy "swamp", and blood smeared the entire world in front of him.

Tall buildings collapsed and monsters howled.

Door

In shimmer.

And in front of that door, there was an old figure standing like a pine tree.

For some reason, Su Chen realized that he was waiting for her.

As if afraid that that person would melt into the blood, Su Chen stepped forward and ran towards him.

"Team Mu."

The voice trembled slightly.

It was a title that Su Chen hadn't pronounced for a long, long, long time.

Deadwood.

Mu Wenshan.

The captain of Yuanliao talent team.

Everything about him was fixed in the final battle in Yuanliao.

Su Chen stood in front of him like a child.

The old man showed a handsome smile and said, "Mr. Su, you are here..."

Su Chen's throat seemed to be choked with a stone, and no matter what, she couldn't make a sound.

But the old man turned his head and looked at the door in front: "I really want to understand why I would disappear when I got close to it. Many years ago, when I first joined the army, there was nothing in the army that I didn't understand." Equipment, there is no knowledge that I don't understand, but now, I don't even know what I am being attacked.

"But that doesn't matter anymore, does it?

"Mr. Su, long time no see."