If you become a monster, you will succeed

"Is this the Bai Lin Kingdom? It's a little different from what you imagined..."

After walking out of the airport and looking at the pedestrians walking on the street, the corners of Feng Xue's mouth slightly raised.

In the perception of Buda Ali people, Bai Linguo's style of painting should be that everyone is a big guy, everyone is a muscle weirdo, and he speaks the language of a strong person...

Although he didn't think so originally, after two months of studying in Buda Ali, this understanding seemed to have entered his mind unknowingly.

"Speaking of which, in the Utopia, people also thought that women in Buda Ali would have silver tattoos..."

Shaking his head, he went through the various regional black jokes in this world in his mind. It was not because he liked this, but because the world was full of all kinds of hell jokes, and regional black jokes were also very common hell jokes. category.

For example, when it comes to Bailang's best-selling products, if you don't pay attention, they may turn into skeletons. If you don't make a good draft first, you may turn into something weird because you ordered a cup of frozen milk tea in a beverage shop.

The image of three agricultural machines merging into a combine harvester is still vivid in my mind!

However, although not everyone in Bailin Kingdom is a muscular man, a casual glance can still tell that the folk customs are martial. For example, there is a pair of Emei thorns in the shopping bag of the aunt on the roadside, and she is wearing a black silk skirt. Under the beauty's skirt that floats up from time to time as she walks, a row of flying knives can be faintly seen. Even the seemingly thin office worker with gold-rimmed glasses can tell from the slightly strange creases in the belt that there may be something hidden in it. What's the murder weapon?

Seeing that everyone knew how to do martial arts, Feng Xue thought for a moment and immediately found an unmonitored alley and went in. When he came out again, he had already changed his clothes.

In terms of face, he only made some slight adjustments to make himself look older and more like a native of Bailin, but his clothes were completely changed. The original casual clothes became a common practice in Bailin country. The guitar case behind him has been put away and replaced by an erhu that looks a bit old.

However, if you look carefully, you can find that there is a slight unnatural bulge in the sleeve of his right arm. An experienced person can easily tell that there is a guy hiding there.

Although he doesn't seem to have changed much, in the eyes of Bai Lin people, he is already a complete local.

Speaking fluently in Bai Lin dialect, Feng Xue found an overpass and sat down, placed the printed payment code on the ground in front of her, and then pulled herself up.

The sad sound of the piano spread hundreds of miles, and before long, a large number of people had gathered under the overpass.

Although the people of Bai Lin are martial arts, it does not mean that they are all muscular barbarians. They can also appreciate this kind of music that can directly touch the soul.

The vibrations of the reward being received kept coming from his mobile phone, but it did not affect his playing the huqin at all.

However, he was not too greedy. As soon as the song ended, he put away his huqin, ended his observation of the world, found a fly restaurant on the roadside and went in.

Although he has the [Money Printing Machine] tag and related coin-minting abilities, in this world, it is better not to use it indiscriminately.

"What to eat?"

"Let me take a look!" When Feng Xue heard the waiter's inquiry, she did not mention the signature dish as usual. Instead, she picked up the menu and confirmed that the signature dish here was not the legendary chicken breast wrapped in protein powder. He took a breath and said:

"Just give me one of the store-recommended set meals."

"Okay, please wait." The waiter immediately turned and left. Feng Xue sat at the table near the door, took out her mobile phone and connected to the local network. Sure enough, the hot search list was also full of questions about [Heavenly Court] information.

"It's strange. In the past, when it reached this level, even if there were no condensed entries, there should be a few tags. Why is there no condensed tags this time?"

Feng Xue looked at the hot searches and frowned slightly.

"Is it because faith has been completely divided? But even if it is divided, it is only for existing objects. Why can't new things be used? Or is it that this world itself has weird stories similar to those in heaven, shunting... No, it should be said Stealing this part of the new [Consciousness]? Or is it because... I have obtained [Reality] now, so it is more difficult to condense the entries?"

Feng Xue couldn't help but have many speculations in his mind, but he suppressed them for the time being. Regardless of whether his guesses were correct or not, since the current environment in the world is like this, it means that the position he wants to obtain should not be vacant.

"Really, why are these countries so ink?"

"Your food is here."

Just when Feng Xue was muttering, the waiter had already served the food. Although the taste was average, at least it could not be regarded as dark cuisine.

Feng Xue chewed the food in his mouth, but frowned slightly, because he felt that there were several very directional gazes directed at him.

Without waiting for him to think more, three men walked in from the door of the store and came to him as if they were familiar with each other. Watching them sit down directly, Feng Xue frowned slightly, but didn't mean to pay attention.

But this kind of ignorance seemed to fuel the other party's arrogance. With a bang, the dish in front of Feng Xue bounced up. Although it was not high, the juice splashed every time it fell.

"How many of you, is this too much?"

Feng Xue casually pulled a paper towel from the corner of the table and wiped the soup on his hands. The man sneered and said with gloomy eyes:

"Excessive? There are even more extreme things you haven't seen before!"

As he spoke, a short sword was unsheathed in the bright white light. The sword technique was clean and neat, but it stopped firmly at Feng Xue's throat.

Seeing Feng Xue's completely unmoved look, the man holding the knife seemed unsure whether it was because of his extraordinary courage or simply a lack of reaction. His tone could not help but soften slightly, but he still pressed the tip of the knife against Feng Xue. The Adam's apple said:

"Who allowed you to work on my land?"

"What did you think it was..." Feng Xue sighed, without even pushing the knife in front of him away. He stretched out his chopsticks to pick up a piece of barbecue and brought it to his mouth. However, the chopsticks did not reach the place where they were supposed to go. ——

"Don't give up, right? Our boss is talking to you!"

The piece of meat was slapped away and landed on the face of the diner not far away. The diner was about to have a fit, but when he saw the situation here, he immediately closed his mouth.

Feng Xue, who was holding the chopsticks, looked down at her hands and sighed.

"Dangdangdang..."

"Boom, boom, boom..."

Suddenly, the tables, chairs, dishes, and chopsticks in the store all began to tremble. At this moment, almost everyone thought it was an earthquake, but the earthquakeless ground beneath their feet told them that it was not at all.

"Crack!"