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In Fu Qingyang's big villa, Zhai Cai, Xiahou Aotian, Guan Ya, and Tianxia Guihuo gathered together, listening to the constant reminder sounds of the spiritual realm in their ears, their faces were serious and solemn, and also revealed a bit of anxiety.
For two days, the wanted list in Lingjing never stopped, with a wanted order issued every few minutes.
Every wanted warrant means the death of an ordinary person.
This has created a huge psychological burden on the lawful camp's Beiling Realm walkers.
Xiahou Aotian scratched his hair, his brows condensed with restlessness: "I can't stand it anymore. I have never felt that the spiritual world is so noisy. Let's unite the rulers of the lawful camps all over the world and fight against the wind and thunder gods."
Zhai Cai, who also had a heavy expression, sneered when he heard this: "Although you want to see the Wind and Thunder Gods fight from the south to the north, or from now on to the south."
He took a deep breath and exhaled heavily, as if to relieve his inner anxiety.
For most of the sequencers, the spiritual realm reminder sound is challenging their moral bottom line, screaming in their ears over and over again: someone has been killed again.
"Are you going to just watch?"
"But what else can we do except watch? In the face of absolute power, sacrifice is in vain and we will not be able to make any contribution at all."
However, moral burden and psychological pressure are inevitable, which leads to anxiety and irritability.
Tianxia Guihuo said coldly: "The headquarters has issued a high-risk warning and has issued a stay-at-home order to all official members. The attitude is very clear."
Guan Ya whispered: "All we can do is wait, wait and wait. But when will the demigods leave the dungeon? If we can make a quick decision, we can reduce the losses to a controllable range. If it is a long-term dungeon, then this disaster will kill countless mortals, and what will be left to the demigods is a devastated world."
Zhai Cai sighed and said, "What's worse is that the lawful demigods are defeated in the dungeon. There is no savior at all. The world has entered the countdown to doomsday. Oh, and where is that bastard Yuanshi Tianzun?"
Xiahou Aotian replied: "Didn't that bastard enter the dungeon?"
Guan Ya had a complicated expression: "He left the dungeon three days ago, and after successfully advancing to level nine, his whereabouts are unknown."
Level nine?!
Cui Cai was shocked. "Is this kid a bastard from the Spirit Realm? He was promoted to level eight a while ago. This is level eight to level nine, not level elementary to level elementary!"
Xiahou Aotian was surprised and asked, "You fake foreigner, you know about the transition from primary school to junior high school?"
"What a fake foreigner! Even though I'm wearing Western clothes, my heart is still Chinese." Zhai Cai gave him a look and then sighed, "However, in this situation, a Level 9 Overlord is no different from a cat or dog on the street. They are useless."
My grandfather in Kangyang District turned on the TV to watch the morning news.
"Our station is reporting that in recent days, through the unremitting efforts of our security officers, the public security environment in Songhai has greatly improved and has returned to the level before the virus leak. The government will continue to invest police forces to maintain peace and ensure the safety of life and property of Songhai residents, bearing in mind the fundamental mission of putting people first."
"Press down and let us report a piece of news from the Free Federation. According to our reporter in the Free Federation, several supernatural events have occurred in the Free Federation in recent days, affecting nine cities and causing large-scale water and electricity outages. We can see that these cities have suffered unimaginable disasters..."
The TV screen showed an aerial view of the city. The city looked like it had been hit by a super-giant hurricane. Trees were uprooted, buildings collapsed, streets were flooded, and houses were crushed.
"What's even more terrifying is that the city was affected by an unknown electromagnetic pulse, the signal was interrupted, and all electrical appliances were damaged to varying degrees... Preliminary estimates show that this continuous disaster caused two million casualties..."
"Our Ministry of Foreign Affairs expresses deep concern over what happened to the Free Federation and calls on the Free Federation to take responsibility, actively deal with the incident, and not ignore the safety of people's lives and property."
My grandmother, who was putting away her chopsticks at the table, leaned over to watch the TV and said in disbelief, "Two million people died... Is that fake? In a war, that many people can't die."
The silver-haired grandfather looked solemn, "Can the news deceive you? Two hundred people is just a conservative estimate. According to the style of the Free Federation, this number must be doubled."
Grandma looked terrified: "Fortunately it's in the Free Federation. If it were in our country... Hey, Chen Shu is in the Free Federation!"
Just as she finished speaking, the doorbell rang at the entrance. Grandma's face was still worried, so she had to go open the door.
“Crack!”
She turned the handle and opened the security door. She saw an abstinent career woman wearing a white suit and metal-rimmed glasses standing at the door. She was holding a burgundy suitcase in her hand. Her hair was tied up and she had removed all the cumbersome and ornate jewelry. She looked intellectual, simple and capable.
The woman frowned and said, "Mom, why didn't you tell me when you changed your password?"
It turned out to be her daughter Chen Shu, who could only go home a few times throughout the year.
Seeing Chang Nu coming back, the grandmother's old face relaxed, as if relieved of a heavy burden, and then her face became stern: "You still remember to come back? Remember that you have a son who stayed at my house? Oh, after a while, not to mention forgetting to tell you the password, I will even forget who you are."
Chen Shu didn't act coquettishly to please him, and said calmly: "I'm busy with work, so I came back to spend the New Year with you. Don't be sarcastic, I've passed menopause a long time ago."
Chen Shu inherited her strong and aggressive personality from her mother.
She put the suitcase in the living room and called out to her grandfather who was sitting on the sofa, "Dad!"
Grandpa said indifferently,
His eyes were still focused on the news, and he said, "Your mother was just worried about you. The Free Federation has been in turmoil recently. You should stay in the country for a while after coming back this time."
Chen Shu glanced at the TV and said, "Got it!"
He sat down at the dining table and asked casually, "How is my assistant?"
He dresses too cool and too aggressively, like a career elite or celebrity who frequents high-end places, which is incompatible with the painting style of this home.
The grandmother entered her youngest daughter's bedroom, brought a cushion to Chen Shu, and said unhappily, "Don't buy white clothes that cost tens of thousands of dollars. They get dirty easily."
Chen Shu's clothes were worth no less than five figures. After she put the cushion away, she said unhappily, "It's the same as always. She's at her home, I'm at mine, and we don't interfere with each other. If she makes me unhappy one day, I'll rush over to teach her a lesson, and her husband and son will have to watch obediently from the side."
Chen Shu said: "Where's Yuanzi? When I called him, it was Guan Ya who answered the phone."
Grandma said sarcastically: "Who is Yuanzi? I almost forgot about him. Humph, your son has forgotten his own doghouse since he got a girlfriend. He lives in someone else's girl's house every day. If you don't know, you would think he is a live-in son-in-law."
Chen Shu seemed not to hear her grandmother and continued to complain: "The younger one is unreliable, and the older one is even more outrageous. Your brother said he was going out a few days ago and hasn't been home for three days. No one answered the phone and I couldn't find him. I called Yuanjun, but Yuanjun went on a business trip to Hangzhou and asked me to find his colleague. It's useless. I haven't heard from him yet."
Chen Shu was not at all curious or concerned about the disappearance of the family black sheep 0. Instead, she asked about her nephew's recent situation.
"After becoming the head of the public security brigade, are you so busy? The New Year is coming soon, and you have to go on a business trip?"
Grandma said: "It's not a unit mission, he went to Hangzhou to look for Ah Bing, the kid who played well with Yuanzi and used to live next door to us."
Chen Shu suddenly fell silent.
Hangzhou.
After staying in the hotel for three days, Chen Yuanjun finally received a call from his subordinates.
"Captain Chen, we have found Lei Yibing's missing person file at the West Lake Public Security Bureau. The case happened four years ago and was sent here by our Public Security Bureau." Xiao Gao said happily.
This business trip was busy for three days, and finally there was a result. Captain Chen promised to give him three more days off during the Spring Festival after this matter was completed. He didn't have to report to work even if the sky fell.
Chen Yuanjun exhaled lightly, "The West Lake Public Security Bureau should have investigation details."
Room 402, Pingsheng Community, Anyu.
Just after seeing her husband off and cleaning up, Aunt Zhou, who was sitting at the dining table, heard the doorbell.
“Here it comes!”
She wiped her wet hands on her skirt, turned the door, and saw that the person knocking was a man wearing a baseball cap and a mask.
Aunt Zhou looked at the other person warily, "We don't buy anything, so we don't need sales. My husband and son are still sleeping, and don't want to be disturbed."
She said this to give the other party the impression that there were two adult men in the house.
People who dress like this cannot be trusted no matter where they are or when, and we need to be wary of them.
"I have news about Lei Yibing." The man wearing a baseball cap and a mask said in a hoarse voice.
Aunt Zhou's hand that was closing the door froze suddenly, and her face showed an alternating expression of surprise, doubt, urgency...
While hesitating, the man walked into the entrance hall, entered the living room without taking off his shoes and closing the door, and said: "Come here."
Aunt Zhou obeyed the other party unconsciously, closed the door, and sat on the sofa opposite the man. The man raised his head, revealing a pair of gloomy eyes under the brim of his baseball cap, and there seemed to be a vortex in his eyes: "You are very tired now, very tired, you need to rest."
Aunt Zhou closed her eyes, leaned over, and fell asleep on the sofa.
Countless strange lights suddenly appeared in front of Master Chunyang's eyes, as if in a strange dream. At this time, many people in the nearby communities were still sleeping.
He has investigated all Kangyang Middle Schools and people who might be related to Yuanshi Tianzun, but found nothing.
After going around in circles, he returned to Lei Yibing's home, which seemed to have nothing to do with Yuanshi Tianzun, but was obviously problematic.
He planned to deeply analyze the woman's dreams and dig out her forgotten memories.
Chaos is also a world, Zhang Yuanqing did not get tangled. The whereabouts and choices of the first emperor were waiting, which was not important.
It was just gossip when communicating with the Lord of Heaven. After all, the era of the First Emperor had ended more than two thousand years ago, so it didn't matter much whether he was dead or alive.
At this time, Lord Haotian looked at him and spoke slowly.
Three days?
Zhang Yuanqing was stunned, with a look of astonishment on his face. In his perception, from the time he summoned Lord Haotian to now, it had taken at most half an hour.
"There is no time in chaos, and the flow of time here is different from that in the outside world." Lord Haotian just stared at him calmly, waiting for his request.
If I stay here for a year, wouldn't it be hundreds of years outside? I can ask for anything. Zhang Yuanqing tried: "I want to become the Lord of the Sun!"
God Haotian looked at him with a smile, without saying a word.
The scene was a little awkward. ... As expected, even gods have their limits.
Zhang Yuanqing did not hesitate and whispered his request: "I want to enter the Sun Dungeon."
This was the most fundamental purpose of his summoning of Lord Haotian. He had discussed the existence of Lord Haotian with Fu Qingyang and his uncle more than once, and they all believed that this mysterious Haotian was a stronger being than a demigod.
Because both the First Emperor and the Bad People needed his help.
After learning that the demons had penetrated the Sun copy and sent the evil demigod into it, and that he had lost the qualification to compete for the Sun, Zhang Yuanqing immediately thought of communicating with Lord Haotian.
After three days of chatting, he found that Lord Haotian was in a very good mood to talk, so he took the opportunity to gather information and learn the secrets.
The fundamental purpose has not changed, which is to enter the Sun dungeon.
As long as he can enter the Sun Dungeon, his uncle, the goddess of beauty, his cousin, and the ancestor of the Xie family will definitely turn to support him, and the head of the Xiahou family will most likely switch sides.
Among the other leaders of the Five Elements Alliance, Gang Leader Jiang has a good impression of him, and he also has the friendship with Jiang Jingwei and Jiang Ju, so even if he doesn't help, they won't become enemies.
It is entirely possible to form a three-way confrontation with Lingtuo and Taiyi Sect Leader.
The dial behind his head slowly turned, and Haotian God nodded gently, "Okay!"
Immediately, Zhang Yuanqing heard the notification sound:
Your spiritual realm this time is: War of the Gods.
No.:00]
[Difficulty Level: Unknown]
[Type: Multiplayer (Death Type)]
[Main quest: Support the Lord of the Sun.]
[Note: Non-spiritual items cannot be brought in.]
[Introduction to Spirit Realm No. 00: The two camps see the demigods gather together. They will fight for the candidates for the Lord of the Sun that they support. The sun is surrounded by five formations and sealed in the abyss. At the same time, those who control the cores of the five formations can summon the sun sleeping in the abyss and become the Lord of the Sun.]