After Wen Rensheng left, all the people in the deserted Far North town had been evacuated, with only monitors scattered around.
This place will be sealed off for a long time, and then the Far North Post will be established in another location.
Fortunately, the seven sworn surrenderers still had some humanity and did not massacre ordinary staff. In fact, it was meaningless, except to vent their inner fears.
But in this empty town, in an alley, a little girl wearing a white down jacket suddenly appeared.
She is twelve or thirteen years old, and her appearance is ordinary and simple.
I saw her walking along the alley step by step, lowering her head as if looking for something.
However, when such a strange child appeared, the surrounding monitors turned a blind eye, as if they could not see her.
Suddenly, a small gray-white ball fell from the air at the entrance of the alley, slightly larger than a thumb.
As soon as the ball fell, it rolled towards the ordinary little girl.
When the little girl saw the ball, her face showed a hint of joy and she picked it up.
Just as she was about to put the ball away, she heard the ball in her hand speak.
"Child, do you know who I am? I am the Mystery Ball. What is your name?"
"My name is..." the little girl thought to herself, that person called her sister "Xiao Huan", then I should be "Dashi".
So she said honestly: "My name is Dashi."
"Dashi? Your name is really unpleasant. Let's call you Shi Shi." The gray-white ball said to itself.
"Oh, Qiuqiu, are you okay?" The little girl who was forcibly called "Shi Shi" acquiesced to the name and did not correct the other party. After all, she did not have a name in the first place.
"Yes. Shi Shi, would you like 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. It was obvious that she was not an ordinary little girl.
The small gray ball began to shine, which was the light of temptation: "Child, this ball contains everyone's birth, old age, illness and death, everyone's joys and sorrows, and yours is also in it."
"It can give you the best food in the world, the most beautiful clothes, the strongest and most handsome man, and everything in the world is yours."
"But there is only one small condition. You will never get the true love of others. 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-white ball was very surprised, as if it was the first time he encountered such a situation.
Shishi answered honestly: "Because it's not my thing."
"You picked it up, it's yours."
"No, my sister asked me to pick it up here. Once I pick it up, I have to give it to her."
"You are so stupid, really. The things you picked up belong to you. Why should you give them to your sister? Do you want your sister to take away everything that belongs to you?" The gray ball began to turn dark, like a black ball.
of briquettes.
"No, what's hers is mine. As long as she's good, I'm good too." Shi Shi answered honestly.
"It turns out to be a girl-helping demon..." The gray-white ball said angrily and stopped talking.
Shi Shi put the ball in his pocket and then disappeared.
Not long after she disappeared, Li Yuanfeng hurried to the alley.
"It's strange. I obviously feel a little turbulent, but 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 here who can match him.
Of course he didn't know that although some people had left on the surface, his heart still remained in 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 matches have more highlights and the outcome is more unpredictable.
He had just turned on the Internet TV in the hotel to watch the live broadcast, when he heard the little fantasy in his mind, where he giggled "hehe".
"Why are you laughing?" He was very surprised.
"I finally have a baby."
Wen Rensheng rolled his eyes and said immediately: "Since you have obtained the treasure, you should hand it over to the owner."
"Why?" Xiao Huan curled her lips and asked.
"You all belong to the master, and of course your baby also belongs to the master."
"Then I will change my master."
Wen Rensheng had nothing to say, this was too straightforward.
Forget it, I have a lot as an adult, so I don’t care about it like a child.
"Okay, okay, I'm just kidding. I have so many treasures that I'm too lazy to use them. I only rely on my hands to conquer the world, and I don't care about yours at all."
"You lied. You just used that puppet baby."
"Those are tools, not treasures. Like the magic weapons, jade seals, medals... I have never used them." Wen Rensheng retorted.
"Forget it, I want to play with my new baby. Don't play with me recently." After Xiao Huan said that, there was no one around.
Wen Rensheng shook his head. He was better off with his old partner, who worked hard and never complained.
He thought this and then turned on the Internet TV.
A voice came from the network TV.
"Everyone, the Peacock team won again. This is their nineteenth consecutive victory since the preliminaries. This is extremely rare."
"But this is normal, after all, they have the individual championship."
"The conference is coming to an end, and many viewers have written letters saying that there is no suspense in the game. There is no way. We are not here to guess riddles. The strong one will naturally crush and take all."
"This is not playing football. Weak teams also have a chance to win. This is a battlefield. The weak are doomed to failure from the moment they step onto the battlefield."
"An audience member came to bully me, saying that there are many cases of the weak defeating the strong. First of all, in such cases, the weak is not really weak, and the strong is not really strong. It just looks so on the surface. In fact, the weak
There are war advantages 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 while watching it.
After watching it for a while, he went to really sleep. After all, traveling thousands of miles back and forth was quite tiring.
He needs to recuperate and take care of his skin.
Wen Rensheng lay on the luxurious big bed and fell into a deep sleep.
Not long after he fell asleep, he dreamed again this time.
This dream was a bit scary.
He saw a bloody severed hand.
What is this omen?
Wen Rensheng was thinking in his dream, and he thought of the dangerous feeling he had when he just left the small town in the far north.
Could it be related to that place?
The image of the man in black robe suddenly appeared in the dream.
Then there was a round table, and four figures in black robes appeared around the round table.
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 an eye-catching skull symbol.
Wen Rensheng felt that his current perspective was a bit like watching a game video.
"The third suitable alien species has been found." The man in black robes located at 12 o'clock on the round table spoke first.
"Who should I give it to?" asked 3 o'clock.
"The old method is to leave it to whoever can kill him." Six o'clock suggested.
"No, what the third alien needs is not killing." Nine o'clock shook his head.
"Okay, then let the aliens choose." It was decided at 12 o'clock.
"Wait a minute, if the alien species chooses by itself, then it will definitely choose the original owner. In that case, why do we need to perform removal surgery? We just need to make that person ours." asked 3 o'clock.
"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 one percent chance of making a fortune, and the same is true for them, but if someone strangles them to death
This glimmer of hope will be met with destructive fury." 9 o'clock retorted.
There was no answer for a long time at 12 o'clock, and he seemed to be stuck in a difficult choice.
Wen Rensheng seemed to have thought of something when he saw this.
This dream was probably a sign conveyed to him by the Thousand-Eyed Monster.
