Mystery Makes Me Strong

Wen Rensheng walked up and down, and finally came to a bar unknowingly.

"Let's have a big drink, damn it, the spores that parasitize me are too deceitful. Every day, we have an even mix of vegetables and meat, no drinks, no strong alcohol, and regular sleep. Finally, I can spend my time as I like!" One Obviously a muscular man who has lost weight from fitness, he laughed there.

First fat and then thin, there will be obvious marks on the skin.

"That's right, I, a parasitic spore, is also deceiving people. I don't touch a woman and practice marksmanship every day. I hate me to death."

"My one is even worse. I read all kinds of math books every day. I still feel pain when I think about it."

A group of people shouted triumphantly, wantonly venting the pain of not being able to control their bodies.

But from Wen Rensheng's point of view, isn't that good for them?

By the way, no, the spores are doing it for their own good.

In this way, letting the spores disappear is actually not a good thing, because there are too many fallen.

They only drink alcohol every day, only numb themselves, and do nothing.

But this is also their own choice.

Just thinking of this, Wen Rensheng suddenly changed his mind.

Because he heard a few men with guns drinking in a corner of the bar and saying: "Go to the town tomorrow, announce our return, and let them make up the money for these hours."

"By the way, let them hand over a few women, the most beautiful ones."

"Hahaha!"

Seeing this, Wen Rensheng was still a little angry.

Usually he rarely gets angry.

Some people are just hopeless, and it's up to the spores to take over their blessed bodies.

Thinking of this, he said a few more words silently.

Soon, an inexplicable thought wave unfolded.

There were exclamations from the bar.

"What's going on? My hands are out of control!" A man with a gun exclaimed.

"The devil is back!"

"I knew there was no such good thing, damn it! Damn god, why did you let the devil come back again?"

Soon the bar was quiet.

"I seem to be fine?" said a receptionist who was obviously a part-time student.

"You're lucky, brother." The man with the gun just now put away the revolver, put down the alcoholic drink, and smiled at the waiter.

The male waiter was taken aback. He knew that the enemy was very powerful, and human beings were in despair. Only when the Lord appeared just now, could they be saved.

However, the demons came back again, does it mean that they defeated the Lord?

"You, you, are you a demon?"

"No, compared with us, those people just now are demons. Maybe this is the reason you are talking about the Lord, let us come back, don't worry, this time we understand, we will get along with you well. In order to survive, we can bend and stretch .” The man with the gun laughed.

Only then did the waiter feel relieved.

Yes, they still have the Lord.

The Lord will save them.

In the face of the main variable, those demons will no longer do as much as before.

"Hopefully." The barman flinched.

He knows how difficult these demons are to guard against, and before you know it, you'll be one of them.

Even the strongest defenses will be invaded by them.

Fortunately, they still have the Lord.

The Lord does exist.

In the past, those people always tried to verify that it did not exist. In the future, they will have to consider the variable of the master when they do anything.

The Lord will appear only when human beings have reached a desperate situation; if it does not appear, it means that they have not yet reached a desperate situation.

As he thought about it, a smile appeared on his face.

After Wen Rensheng did this, he walked out through the back door of the bar.

…………

As soon as he walked out of this bar, the style of painting in front of Wen Rensheng's eyes suddenly changed.

A nuclear wasteland scenario emerges.

There are criss-crossed buildings, potholed roads, crooked and collapsed houses, and trees growing randomly.

This is completely different from the spore world.

Although the spore world has been fighting for years, the spores are very measured, they did not bomb indiscriminately, and did not use mushrooms.

After all, that thing can easily kill the command layers of both sides, and no one will benefit in the end.

"It seems that I have returned to the original world."

Wen Rensheng sighed.

This means that his exploration of chaos and omniscience has fallen into mystery.

The core of the opponent's essence is indeed not so easy to enter.

Now how to do?

Ask someone.

With a thought, he came to Desert Academy.

Then I saw another red panda welcoming him, that was Wang Yanhu, the younger brother of Emperor Li Yuanfeng.

"You old man, why are you still dressed like this?" Wen Rensheng asked curiously.

"This outfit is nice, safe and low-key." Wang Yanhu said, welcoming him in, "The principal knows all about the problems you have encountered, and he is waiting for you over there."

Wen Rensheng followed Wang Yanhu to the bottom of a sand dune, where a low tower was only three stories high.

"Aren't you a tower before?"

"Low key."

Well, they are all keeping a low profile, for fear of being targeted by Chaos Omniscient.

Allow yourself to lead the charge.

"By the way, how can I solve my problem?"

"You have to learn to overcome those obstacles." Principal Gaota said.

"How to cross?"

"With laughter."

"Laughing?" Wen Rensheng was silent.

"Yes, laughter crosses all barriers, but hatred creates countless barriers. As it is with each other, so it is with the world."

Are you laughing?

indeed.

People live not for pain, but for short moments of laughter.

Laughter is what people live for.

If a person does not feel any joy in living, he will die soon.

So having a little hobby, even if it doesn’t look like a serious job, at least it can support you to live.

"Then how to create laughter?" Wen Rensheng asked sincerely.

"The answer is with you."

"Directly."

"The guy who ate my kidney." Principal Gaota gritted his teeth.

"Understood."

Wen Rensheng turned around and left.

Isn't Xiaohuan called "Huanhuan" by everyone?

I don't laugh all the time, but I never saw her really cry anyway.

There are so many times that I pretend to be pitiful.

Well, still have to find her.

…………

back home.

Say yes, but in fact it's just a thought.

Wen Rensheng went to look at the bedroom where Xiao Huan was. He was sleeping soundly, in a domineering sleeping position. After a while, he changed seven or eight ways.

Sleep on your side, sleep on your back, sleep on your stomach, who is on your back, roll back and forth...

Dream talk is also a bunch.

"Hey, when I learn it, I will be the Great Demon King."

"I'm the oldest in the family, so I have to listen to me. Let Lao Wen cook, Lao Zhao sweep the floor, Lao Wang plant flowers...there are a few others that cannot be arranged."

"There hasn't been much movement recently, so we have to make a big deal, otherwise it will be too boring."

"Who should be more challenging to fight? Yes, in the world of evil gods, I am Lord Kelulu, the supreme among the evil gods."

"The evil gods are powerful, I am stronger than them, and I will eat them all."