After all the small [dimensional bag] placed in the collection drone collection has been harvested, Wang Hui's [current available source quality] has been increased from a/69% to 73%.

He does not have the inherited holy relics from the mechanical world. In order not to affect the energy crystal prices of the villains, the amount of harvest will be the same every time, so as not to cause too much market fluctuation.

As for how to cut the inherited holy relics...

At that time, capital overlords such as Cyber ​​Group probably fell, and the world should adapt to the rhythm of the "God of the Wild"!

Wang Hui's body fell down and fell into Ye Shengdu.

It is impossible to see the secret actions of the rebels by looking down alone.

So Wang Hui reached out to grab a ball of water vapor from the roadside fountain and condensed it into a [mirror clone]. He took out the set of pink and white bar iron man armor stored in the [Dimensional Bag] and let the clone penetrate into and activate it.

Murmur!

"Iron Man" is back!

The consciousness is shared, and there is no need for extra words. The clone already knows what he should do. He quickly enters the "Iron Man" character and flies away to check whether Qiao Ning and others have tried their best to do what Mr. Bai has told.

The main body of Wang Hui's projection body was leisurely walking towards the Zen altar.

This place is located in the upper block of Yeshengdu. There is neither the public announcement screen for "hot news" to be played in a loop, nor the unruly people who complain about it.

At first glance, they were all upper class people dressed in bright clothes and lived a leisurely life.

Is the holiday short? It doesn't exist. Every day can be a holiday as long as they want.

You don’t have such a life? It’s just that you don’t work hard!

Wang Hui felt tired after looking at it for a while. No wonder he couldn't stay there for a short while after living on the upper floor for a short while. The people here were not down-to-earth for too long, and they were almost gone.

He speeded up his pace, and he flashed a few times and came to Yuguan Street.

As I walked into the gate of the Zen altar, the noise from the street quickly faded away.

Soon, the young monk Huishan hurried to the front yard and led the way for Wang Hui to do his best.

Even if he knows that the latter can tear open the barriers of various small spaces with his own strength, he cannot lose the etiquette he should have.

After eleven months, Huishan, who is already ten years old, has grown a little taller, and his breath strength has reached a level comparable to the peak of the three quenchings. This is still the premise of not having any mechanical modifications or implants!

Even if it is placed in the Kingdom of God, it should be a genius boy with very good qualifications.

However, Wang Hui was still shy when he saw the child's behavior, red lips and white teeth, and tender skin and tender flesh like a small porcelain doll. He really wanted to fight and kill, but I don't know how much strength could be used...

When passing by the atrium, Wang Hui found that the monks were sitting in the side canteen for dinner, and all the things that caught his eye were... meat!

The mechanical world has its own people's sentiments, and fruits and vegetables are too expensive. Most of the incense money received by Zen altar from the rich people in the upper class is used to secretly support families in the lower class who are in urgent need of assistance.

Helplessly, monks can only eat cheap meat meals with tears in their eyes! Only by improving their food occasionally can they eat some vegetarian food.

"oh! Donor, eon!"

The sharp-eyed Huicai monk Xu Kun immediately discovered Wang Hui and greeted him enthusiastically in his own bad whisper, wanting to ask him to have a meal together.

Wang Hui walked to the canteen window and looked at it, listening to Monk Xu Kun introduce tonight's dishes in his rap-like voice.

Chicken puree, steamed shrimp head, fragrant wings and rice, the soup is plum oil pastry.

Somehow, Wang Hui felt inexplicably full when he heard this, and waved his hands repeatedly and declined, saying that he had something important to find Zen Master Zhixi.

Monk Xu Kun felt very sorry and invited Wang Hui to definitely next time that he should be able to eat rare lychees during his vegetarian meal this month.

As soon as Wang Hui said nothing, the other young monks in the cafeteria were not calm, and cheers came one after another!

Litchi! You may not be able to eat it once a year, so how can they be rational?

Wang Hui was so amused and laughed.

Apart from a wall, these monks who seem to be boring in life are more humane than those successful people from the top outside.

When you come to the [Jing Zen] space behind, the noise will be further reduced and the emotions will be calmed down.

Wang Hui glanced at the cottage used to accommodate Jia Daishan, the daughter of the Federation President, and found that there was no one inside. It was probably because of his mental state of mind and practice, and he was released by the old monk.

If I saw the "Iron Man" who was consistent with her body shape characteristics outside, I wonder what it would be like to Ga Daishan...

There are clones to observe the affairs of such small characters, and Wang Hui is here to do the important things.

"Donor, don't be fine!"

The snow-white bearded Zen Master Zhixi greeted him with a smile. Wang Hui responded and asked curiously: "The Zen Master seems to be in a good mood?"

"One is happy for the donor to come to the door, and two is happy for the night with a hint of dawn."

The first half of the sentence is naturally a polite word, and Wang Hui asked the second half and found out that in the eleven months since he left, there was an "Shuguang Group" in the lower ranks of Ye Shengdu.

When I heard about the management list, it was Qiao Ning and others...

It seems that Wang Hui’s guidance from the clone of the “Iron Man” was not in vain, and the sparks in the city are about to start firing!

This is also a great thing for the Zen altar. The originally poor urban residents received humane work treatment, and the pressure of monks to secretly run around to help is reduced a lot.

You can save some money on incense. I will arrange a few more vegetarian meals such as lychees, moss and plums to get rid of the meaty smell in my mouth...

Looking further away, no one can guarantee whether Shuguang Group will become the second Cyber ​​Group after it grows.

But at least now, more and more urban residents are benefiting from it. It is real to make their lives better and worthy of joy!

Will the dragon slayer become an evil dragon? Wang Hui was unpredictable, but with the "Iron Man" clone and Roo, who is absolutely loyal to the "Wild God" outside the city, staring at him, and he will be knocked out in the early stages of unhealthy trends.

!

After chatting for a few words about Shuguang Group, Wang Hui expressed his intention. Zen Master Zhixi was not pretentious and led him to the small space next door to view [Flameless Realm].

The other party didn't just tear the space into it. Even if he gave the Zen temple a face, the old monk put his mentality very right.

Wang Hui walked to the round altar, reached out and pressed it to the middle of the water surface, rippling with energy in his body, but he could not get a response from [Flameless Realm].

This thing seemed to lock in his mental power. No matter how he switched the energy nature released, it could not evoke the feeling of pulling when he went to the abyss world last time.

"The demons can move across borders in large quantities, why can't I even have a second time..."

Wang Hui was annoyed and asked about the recent situation of [Flameless Realm].

Zen Master Zhixi said that in the first five months, there had been five abnormal fluctuations on the water surface, but nothing came out of it. This was something that had not happened before, so he did not do anything recklessly.

The demon's space movement is indeed related to the [Flag No Realm] channel!

But this number of times...

“Five times?”

Wang Hui was slightly stunned when he heard this. If the three lords of Duopulus, Pent Dursa and Celimoye crossed the border three times, what would happen to the other two times?
Chapter completed!