Mystery Makes Me Strong

After Wen Rensheng left, all the people in the empty extreme north town had been evacuated, only the monitors were scattered around.

This place will be blocked for a long time, and then a northern guard post will be established in another place.

Fortunately, the surrenderers of the seven knots still have a bit of humanity, and they didn't kill those ordinary workers. In fact, it doesn't make sense, except after venting their inner fear.

It's just that in this empty town, in an alley, a little girl wearing a white down jacket suddenly appeared.

She was twelve or thirteen years old, and her appearance was ordinary, very simple.

I saw her walking step by step along the alley, looking down as if looking for something.

However, when such a strange child appeared, the watchers around him turned a blind eye, as if they couldn't see her.

Suddenly, a small off-white ball, slightly bigger than a thumb, fell out of the air at the entrance of the alley.

As soon as the ball fell, it rolled towards the ordinary little girl.

When the little girl saw the ball, a gleam of joy appeared on her face, and she picked it up.

Just as she was about to put the ball away, she heard the ball in her hand speak.

"Son, do you know who I am? I'm Ball of Fans. What's your name?"

"My name is..." The little girl thought to herself, since that person called her sister "Xiao Huan", then I should be "Da Shi".

So she said honestly, "My name is Dashi."

"Dashi? The name is really ugly, I'd better call you Shishi." The gray and white ball said to itself.

"Oh, Qiuqiu, what's the matter?" The little girl who was forcibly called "Shishi" acquiesced in this name and did not correct the other party, after all, she didn't have a name in the first place.

"Yes. Shishi, are you willing to activate this little ball in your hand?"

"Why do you want me to activate it?" Shi Shi obviously understood the meaning of this sentence, and it was obvious that she was not an ordinary little girl.

The gray ball began to shine, which was the light of temptation: "Children, everyone's life, old age, sickness and death, everyone's joys and sorrows are contained in this ball, and yours is also inside."

"It can give you the best food in the world, the most beautiful clothes, the strongest and most handsome man, everything in the world is yours."

"But there is only one small condition. You will never get the true love from others, and even if you get it, you will lose it immediately. Are you willing?"

"I don't want to." Shi Shi shook his head.

"Why?" The tone of the gray ball was very surprised, as if it was the first time it encountered such a situation.

Shi Shi replied honestly: "Because it's not mine."

"You picked it up, it's yours."

"No, my sister asked me to pick it up here, and I will give it to her after I pick it up."

"You are so stupid, really, what you picked up is your own, why give it to your sister, do you want your sister to take away everything that belongs to you?" The gray and white ball began to turn dark, like a black of briquettes.

"No, what's hers is mine. As long as she is good, so is I." Shi Shi replied honestly.

"It turned out to be a sister-helping demon..." the gray ball said angrily, and did not speak again.

Shi Shi put the ball in his pocket and disappeared.

Not long after she disappeared, Li Yuanfeng hurried to the alley.

"It's strange, I obviously feel a little fluctuating, why can't I see anything? What can hide from my eyes of the emperor?" He glanced around.

Wen Rensheng has already left, and theoretically there is no competitor who can match him here.

Of course he didn't know that some people left on the surface, but his heart still stayed on this land.

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Wen Rensheng had just rushed back to the island, and the team competition had already been going on for several days.

Compared with individual battles, team competitions have more things to watch, and the outcome is more unpredictable.

He had just turned on the Internet TV in the hotel, and wanted to watch the live broadcast, when he heard Xiao Huan in his head giggling "hehe".

"What are you laughing at?" He was very strange.

"I finally have a baby."

Wen Rensheng rolled his eyes, and immediately said: "Since you got the treasure, you should hand it over to the master."

"Why?" Xiao Huan pouted.

"You belong to the master, and of course your baby also belongs to the master."

"Then I'll change the master."

Wen Rensheng had nothing to say, it was too straightforward.

Forget it, I have a lot of adults, so I don't care about it like children.

"Okay, okay, I'm just joking, I have so many treasures that I don't even bother to use them, I only rely on my hands to conquer the world, and I don't care about you at all."

"You lied, you just used that puppet baby."

"That's a tool, not a treasure, like the magical weapons, jade seals, and medals I have on hand... I have never used them." Wen Rensheng retorted.

"Forget it then, I want to play with my new baby, don't come to play with me soon." After Xiao Huan finished speaking, there was no one there.

Wen Rensheng shook his head, he was still his old partner, he worked hard and never spoke.

He thought so, and then turned on the network TV.

A voice came from the Internet TV.

"Everyone, the Peacocks won again. Since the preliminaries, this is their nineteenth consecutive victory. This is extremely rare."

"But this is normal, after all, they have the individual championship."

"As the conference draws to a close, many spectators wrote to say that there is no suspense in the competition. There is no way, we are not guessing riddles here, and the strong will naturally crush and take all."

"This is not playing football. Weak teams also have a chance to win. This is a battlefield. The moment the weak enter the battlefield, they are doomed to fail."

"A spectator came to challenge me, saying that there are many examples of the weak defeating the strong. First of all, in that kind of battle, the weak are not really weak, and the strong are not really strong. There is a war advantage that the strong cannot match. The real strong decides the outcome before the battlefield."

The host of the live broadcast was talking eloquently there, and Wen Rensheng felt drowsy watching it.

After watching it for a while, he went to really sleep. After all, it was tiring to travel back and forth for thousands of miles.

He needs to recuperate and take care of his skin.

Wenren got up on the luxurious big bed and fell into a deep sleep.

Not long after falling asleep, he dreamed again this time.

This dream was a little scary.

He saw a bloody severed hand.

What is this omen?

Wen Rensheng thought in his dream, he thought of the dangerous feeling when he just left the extreme north town.

Could it be related to that place?

The image of the man in black suddenly appeared in the dream.

Then came a round table, around which four figures in black robes appeared.

They sit at 3 o'clock, 6 o'clock, 9 o'clock and 12 o'clock respectively on the round table.

In the middle of the round table is a striking skull logo.

Wen Rensheng feels that his current perspective is a bit like watching a game video.

"The third suitable alien has been found." The man in black at 12 o'clock on the round table spoke first.

"To whom?" asked 3 o'clock.

"The old way, whoever can kill it, hand it over to him." 6 o'clock suggested.

"No, what the third alien needs is not killing." Shaking his head at 9 o'clock.

"Okay, then let the alien species choose by themselves." 12 o'clock decided.

"Wait, if the alien species chooses by itself, then it must choose the original owner. In this case, why do we need to perform removal surgery, as long as that person becomes ours." 3 o'clock asked back.

"If that's the case, the younger generations in the family will rebel. Isn't it just for this opportunity that they have worked so hard for so many years? Ordinary people can go through life and death for a 1% chance of getting rich, and they are the same, but if someone strangles This ray of hope, what you get will be the wrath of destruction." 9 o'clock retorted.

There was no answer for a long time at 12 o'clock, and it seemed that he was caught in a difficult choice.

Wen Rensheng seemed to think of something when he saw this.

This dream was probably an omen conveyed to him by the thousand-eyed monster.