I Have a City in a Different World

It's a bit strange indeed to have a big belly, but keep shouting hungry.

The other four monks were stunned, not knowing what happened.

They subconsciously thought that this was a bizarre accident caused by eating the wrong thing.

The question is that they also eat those foods, why so far, no abnormality has occurred?

"Is it possible that people will still be picked, or the time has not yet come?"

The four monks were uneasy, and their hearts were full of worry, for fear that they would also encounter such a change.

He looked at Tang Zhen subconsciously, hoping that he would have a solution to the problem and that he could figure out what was going on.

It was just that Tang Zhen remained silent, which disappointed the four cultivators.

But he didn't know that Tang Zhen at the moment was still observing the cultivator who was undergoing the test and trying to cut off other threads of destiny.

Of course, he is not simply cutting off, but is constantly observing and researching, trying to crack and master this rule.

If he can learn it, then one day in the future, he can use similar means on other enemies.

After being cut off two threads of fate in a row, the pot-bellied cultivator has collapsed to the point of going crazy.

His stomach is now unbearably bloated, starving to death, and he has an uncontrollable feeling of vomiting.

These strange symptoms came unexpectedly, and there was no sign at all.

I thought these were enough to make people collapse, but I didn't think that this was just the beginning.

As Tang Zhen swung the knife again, another thread of destiny was cut.

The cultivator, who was screaming with his stomach in his arms, suddenly widened his eyes and let out a shrill cry.

"Bastard, what the hell is going on?"

The groom, who was originally weak and weak because of hunger, suddenly got up from the ground, and then he had to look for the toilet to go out.

That sense of urgency made this cultivator who had lived for thousands of years wish to kill him.

"What's wrong with you, what happened?"

The monk next to him couldn't hold back and asked in a weak tone.

After saying this, he took a breather for a long time before recovering.

"My stomach is bloated now, I want to vomit, I want to go to the toilet, I'm almost going crazy!"

The cultivator roared in exasperation, and kept walking back and forth in the narrow space.

"Huh? You look like you have plenty of energy, aren't you starving?"

A monk discovered the anomaly and asked curiously.

"I now……"

The pot-bellied cultivator was stunned for a moment, and was about to say that he was about to starve to death, but found that the terrifying hunger had disappeared.

This unexpected situation made the monk's heart full of surprises.

The surprise lasted for a very short time, and the cultivator roared again, collapsed by the negative state that erupted together.

"I'm really not hungry now, but it's even more uncomfortable. What's going on?"

The monk shouted in despair, unable to restrain himself at all.

He now seriously suspects that he has been targeted, otherwise it would be impossible for others to be safe, and only himself to be tortured.

The most important point is that this situation can only be tolerated by oneself, and no one else can help.

But how do you know that the real culprit is actually sitting beside him.

After confirming that the cultivator no longer felt hungry, Tang Zhen knew in his heart that his experiment was half successful.

Although the feeling of vomiting and diarrhea is painful, it is not fatal, it is only a side effect after the thread of fate is cut.

After pondering for a while, Tang Zhen replaced the test subject with another cultivator.

As for the cultivator who vomited and diarrhoea while holding his stomach, there is absolutely no need to pay attention, as long as he doesn't starve to death.

Tang Zhen's eyes turned to the next target.

A monk next to him suddenly let out a strange cry, his voice extremely shrill.

I saw him hugging his stomach, rolling on the ground in pain, and screaming constantly in his mouth.

This sudden tragic situation frightened the other three monks,

Even the pain caused by hunger was subconsciously ignored by them.

Looking at the two monks who were screaming and wailing, they were trembling all over, not knowing what to do.

They are very worried now that it may not be long before they will become like this.

Even in their hearts, it has been determined that this situation is related to the food they devour.

After all, before this, Tang Zhen had always been sending a message that the food on the ship should not be eaten indiscriminately.

Once eaten, who knows what will happen?

It was for this reason that the three cultivators could not imagine that the current accident was related to Tang Zhen.

In fact, this matter is good for them. Although they suffer temporarily, they avoid the danger of starvation.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the other three monks to have strange conditions one after another.

In the small room, chickens and dogs jumped for a while, and shrill and strange voices continued to be heard.

During the period, monks passed by, and they all avoided it, thinking that there were terrifying monsters hiding in the house.

By the time the five cultivators fell to the ground from exhaustion, Tang Zhen had already obtained the answer he wanted.

The object of action again is Tang Zhen himself.

A few threads of fate were selected, and as Tang Zhen slashed with his mind, all these threads were cut off.

The originally crumbling feeling of hunger disappeared in an instant, and an indescribable feeling of relief filled the body.

"Merely solving the hunger problem is so difficult and complex, we can see how difficult it is to build this special world.

If you want to use this method to deal with the modification of the god level, you must continue to study. "

Tang Zhen thought of this, looked at the five dying monks, and began to repair and remedy.

The thread of destiny has been cut off, and it can be reconnected, but it must not be wrongly connected.

Otherwise, inexplicable situations will occur, or changes in the body, or abnormality in the spirit.

The target controlled by the fate line is a puppet that has no autonomy at all. As long as the fate line is abnormal, the body will definitely respond accordingly.

With Tang Zhen's restoration, the five dying monks gradually returned to their normal state.

Not only did the weird symptoms disappear, but I no longer felt hungry and felt reborn.

They breathed a sigh of relief, and only then did they have a chance to look around, and at the same time looked at Tang Zhen, who had been sitting still.

"Your Excellency, why do we encounter all kinds of strange situations, and you are always safe and sound?"

The cultivator who asked the question had a hint of doubt on his face, apparently thinking that there was something wrong with Tang Zhen.

"Everyone's situation is different, but I have more patience than you."

Hearing Tang Zhen's explanation, the cultivator showed a hint of shame, obviously remembering his embarrassing appearance just now.

That struggling and frantic gesture really made people lose face, and fortunately only the monks who were present saw it.

As for the other four monks, they simply shut their mouths and pretended to have passed out.

Perhaps the only way to ease the embarrassment.

Tang Zhen, however, ignored the five monks, and focused his attention on the slender ghost that never left the door.

Having solved the crisis of life, Tang Zhen at this moment will have more time to study the secrets of the purple light world.

Even if he was busy to the end and couldn't get the Origin Spirit Treasure as he wished, Tang Zhen's trip would definitely not be a loss.

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