Mystery Makes Me Strong

Wen Rensheng thought about it for a long time, but of course he didn't come up with it.

If it was so easy, the principals of Disaster Yi would not have chosen the previous path.

Then Lao Liu asked him to dispatch Battlestar.

After sending a message through the mysterious channel, the female captain of Battlestar made a request:

"Please find a way to help us clean up those four giants."

"It's been cleaned up." Wen Rensheng replied directly.

The four giants were created by Xiao Huan and Aihandeb, and he did it with a single word in his heart.

"Ah, so powerful? It was there just now, but it's gone now. How did you do it?" the female captain said in shock.

"Oh, this is a kind of quantum resonance, coordination effect... In short, I understand everything." Wen Rensheng said nonsense in a serious manner.

Indecision, quantum mechanics, unexplainable, parallel time and space.

Always right.

"Well, it seems that you have more black technology than us."

With no worries, Battlestar immediately helped them send the out-of-control Hulk in the seal all the way to a star system five thousand years away.

This star system had only one scientific name before.

Now it has a unique name: "Hulk Graveyard".

Wen Rensheng watched as the Hulk was thrown on one of the planets.

This planet is far from the star, has a rocky surface, and is extremely cold above, with only some glaciers at the poles.

He thought for a while, dug a rock cave to bury the Hulk, and planted a stone tablet for the Hulk:

"Hulk."

"Hulk."

"Whether in movies or in reality, he is always the one who is most likely to be betrayed."

"Born in 1996, died in 2028."

This was his last mercy.

After returning to the Battlestar, Wen Rensheng saw that a wedding banquet was being held here—the wedding of the female captain and the fighter pilot Jila.

The crowd sang and danced with joy.

what is this?

Do you want to dance on the grave?

Your sorrow is the joy of others.

Without the threat of planetary giants, the wedding of the two naturally came naturally.

Amy, the spaceship brain brain who has a crush on Gila, didn't come out to make trouble.

This made Wen Rensheng a little surprised, so he asked casually: "Amy, you don't seem to care?"

"Hahaha," Amy said with a smug smile, "Recently, I often read your human fairy tales and found a feature. When the princess and the prince get married, there is no story. Do you know why?"

"Because marriage is the tomb of love. I understand, you let them get married to bury their love, and then you take advantage of it." Wen Rensheng guessed it right away.

This spaceship intelligence brain really didn't give up so easily.

"Tch, you are too smart, so boring." Amy said angrily.

Wen Rensheng shook his head, then sat on the Battlestar and returned to Earth.

He didn't care about such trivial matters.

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After returning to Earth, he learned that the Inspectorate was also concocting the Dongzhou myth.

There are so many gods and gods in Dongzhou mythology that the ancients had to create a special "True Immortal Karma Map" to sort out the relationship between them.

The gods of all walks of life, big and small, most people can't understand the ins and outs of them.

He's not interested in it, as long as it doesn't get on him.

But the benefits are obvious. After a few months, many cities are much cleaner, and the frequency of mysterious incidents is greatly reduced.

No wonder the inspector general couldn't restrain the impulse.

After all, their roots are still in Dongzhou.

Even if the galaxy can be colonized, the sense of cultural belonging will not change in the foreseeable generations.

Go home and rest for a few days.

Wen Rensheng remembered one more thing.

Another master of mine, Ji Zhengyan, seemed to have not seen him for a long time.

It must be a few years, right?

Did the old man take care of his own affairs?

I remember that the old man wanted to resurrect his son, and the son's mother.

Ji Zhengyan and the child's mother were just in love, and they didn't know that the other party had a child at the time.

Wen Rensheng should be grateful for his extraordinary memory, otherwise, it would be difficult to recall this incident.

There is no way, he has been doing big things that can break the sky recently.

If the perspective is too high, it is easy to ignore the people around you.

Only someone like him who pursues perfection in everything will notice these details.

Wen Rensheng then made a few phone calls to learn about Ji Zhengyan's current situation.

It turned out that the other party had parted ways with Wang Mingtang.

The reason is very simple. The solution given by Wang Mingtang made him very dissatisfied - he could only resurrect the child, not the mother, and the child would have no memory after resurrection.

Wang Mingtang wanted to become a god, and the inspection department contacted him and said that he would meet his request.

But Wang Mingtang is not stupid, he knows very well that using the fragmented world to become a god is different from using faith to become a god.

He refused the help of the Inspectorate and was working on the problem alone.

But the master Ji Zhengyan has become a game player, traveling around the world, looking for a better resurrection plan...

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"The Yujian rides the wind to eliminate demons from heaven and earth. Talking and laughing at Fenglin Wan, drinking wine is a fairy."

Ji Zhengyan was lying on a carriage, drinking with his head raised.

The carriage was stumbling, but he didn't notice it.

While drinking, he sneezed a few times.

"Someone must be thinking about me, it must be the second apprentice. The first apprentice only knows how to live with salted fish, so he won't worry about my life or death."

Ji Zhengyan sighed, threw the wine gourd aside, and went straight to sleep.

"Grandpa Ji, I'm coming!"

A little girl fell from the sky and stepped on his belly.

"I, poof!" Ji Zhengyan took a sip of old wine and almost spit it all out.

"Xiao Huan, you girl, can you feel sorry for my old bone?" He patted Xiao Huan on the head.

Xiao Huan's mouth twisted: "Cut, I don't have any weight at all, it's all due to your psychological effects."

"Okay, where is my apprentice?" He looked around, but he didn't see Wen Rensheng.

"Old Wen is sleeping at home, he asked me to take care of you, he is really an irresponsible adult." Xiao Huan took the opportunity to complain.

"Oh, he's doing big things. I've heard about the many big things he's done recently. They're good, and I haven't lost face." Ji Zhengyan said in relief.

"Tch, he didn't do anything, he just watched all day long, he's more leisurely than Lao Ai." Xiao Huan didn't think so.

"A good fighter has no great achievements, you have to understand him."

The two talked as if no one else was around.

And the real owner of the carriage, a caravan, was driving slowly on the dirt road.

No one can see the two, and no one can hear the conversation between the two.

The caravan is going to Huxiao Fort, where a medicine is produced, which is said to have the effect of bringing the dead back to life.

But the fortress does not produce food, they just exchange food for medicine.

After an unknown amount of time, a loud shout disturbed the caravan.

"Leave the food for the chariots and horses, and people can get out!"

Dozens of bandits armed with swords and spears rushed out from the side of the road and blocked the caravan.

However, the next moment, a white mist floated over, and the bandits turned around and ran away.

After running for a long time, they disappeared in the white mist.

The caravan leader was both surprised and delighted, this was not the first time he had encountered such a thing.

Every time he thought he was going to fight for his life, but every time the robbers who blocked the road would encounter the white mist, they would be scared away.

"Goddess of Luck is right. That mist must be his messenger. After returning, I will offer three bags of wheat to his temple. Forget it, three bags of millet."

The caravan leader calculated with distress and joy.

The wagon train eventually came to a castle built on top of a hill.

Just by looking at its location, you can know why it needs to buy food.

The rocks are so rugged that no other plants can grow except for a little weeds.

"Strange, Boss, how can there be medicine to bring the dead back to life in such a broken place?" the caravan accountant wondered.

"I heard that the entrance to the abyss is suppressed here, maybe they have received the gift of the gods." The caravan leader said casually.

Anyway, as long as they buy the medicine, they can make a lot of money when they go back.

The profits are very lucrative, and the profits can be multiplied a hundred times in one trip, but the risks are also very great.

Only food is collected here, but the transportation of food is troublesome, low in value, and large in quantity. Only the business groups organized by the army can transport it.

Private caravans are hopeless.

Before leaving, the leader of the caravan gathered several large caravans and brought the group over after receiving a revelation from the goddess of luck, saying that he could arrive smoothly this time.