0632 Chapter Thirteen: A Big Adventure on a Small Vacation (Section 21)
Hearing this question, the black female sniper just smiled casually and gestured very generously to Zhen Cheng to lift up her enchanted camouflage top from below.
Below her belly button, Zhen Cheng found a large letter "e". As part of the tattoo, it was wrapped by a large cluster of rose leaves that exuded light green light.
"The mark left by my lover is her name," the sniper said frankly to the person who was just discussing how to kill him:
"She was obsessed with competitive tournaments, but maybe she didn't have much talent. She participated in them for many years, but never reached the finals. In the end, she died in the qualifiers where the casualty rate was not too high.
I only started participating after that. This was my third time participating and I reached the finals.
I was lucky enough to survive this time, and I don’t think I will do it again in the future. It’s not that I’m afraid of anything, I just feel that everything I wanted before was obtained this time.
Because of this, I came to know myself clearly. I am more interested in martial arts itself than fighting and fighting.
If I am not favored by the Wanwo Church this time, I may choose to open a gym to study fighting, or even try to apply for the Blood Candle Castle."
She just had a brush with death, and even now she is suffering from severe pain, but the black woman looks very happy and talks about her life and dreams.
Zhen Cheng suddenly felt that he understood the definition of the so-called "Utopia".
You can live for yourself, you can die for yourself. Although there is competition and failure, each of the girls in the Land of Ten Thousand Me, as numerous as the sand in the Ganges, can take their own life in their own hands.
The other rumored utopias all have completely different social forms, but there is no doubt that the vast majority of people living in them are happy.
Looking back at my home world, people are numb in suffering, tenacious in the face of the threat of extinction, and show the brilliance of humanity in resistance...
But they are not happy.
In the final analysis, this kind of misfortune does not come from the hardships and material scarcity of life at the end of the world, but from the emptiness of being unable to control one's own destiny.
So in that world, religion rules everything.
As the goddess of her people, what path should she take?
She wants to make her home world rich and powerful; she wants to prove herself and play a role in the upcoming decisive battle; she wants to make the people who believe in her as happy as the girls in Wanwo Land; she is even more unwilling to go
Follow the path of your mentor…
She realized that her thoughts probably did not come from her free and easy character that could be favored by the [Murder Poet], but mostly from the half of the Chiki bloodline in her body.
Chi Kiss likes to seek death and play with fire, but he is also the most dedicated to protecting his homeland and home among the dragon clan.
But so what?
Zhen Cheng is not the kind of coward who resents himself because his body and soul were mixed with strange things by his father's family.
[Murder Preface Poet] Whether it’s Chiki’s bloodline or not, it’s all a part of her, and she is content with who she is.
Since you care, then go and protect her. Just like everything she has shouldered all the way to this day.
Zhen Cheng decided to wait for all the dust to settle and return to the Land of Wanwo to have a good time. At the same time, if there was a chance, he would also visit several other ideal countries.
The earth is her world, and her people are her believers. She just wants to follow her own path and create a new utopia.
As the master of the divine system and a disciple of Blood Candle Castle, what’s wrong with that?
Zhen Cheng made many associations from the black girl's story, but King Kong Fox didn't pay attention at all. Instead, he showed more interest in the black girl's story.
The fox-face mask popped open, revealing a cynical expression like a veteran, and said in conversation: "You haven't tried to fall in love again?"
The black female warrior understood inexplicably and raised her eyebrows at the King Kong Fox: "I've never found that kind of mood again. But aside from feelings, I'm quite nostalgic for romantic places.
I like women who are stronger than me. If you are interested, I have no problem."
King Kong Fox suddenly became interested and immediately jumped up to exchange contact information with others.
Zhen Cheng was dumbfounded. The opening of the Land of Ten Thousand Me once again refreshed her outlook. Is it because I am too old or the world is changing so fast... You two were fighting for life and death five minutes ago, right?
No, you perverted fox, were you still trying to hook up with me just now?!
"I feel that you are more compatible with that guy Shabu than being my disciple." Zhen Cheng rolled his eyes and complained.
It is good for this person to become a believer and contribute to the development of her home world. If a war breaks out soon, her talents will surely be put to use, and even bring huge benefits to herself.
But a further relationship was avoided. She was afraid that King Kong Fox would be broken up by Sister A.
"Faith...you?" The fennec fox girl on the side showed a confused look: "When I first saw you before, I felt a little close to you.
There are many gods in the world, but there are only a few who can have followers in the Land of All Me. You...no! You can't be..."
Seeing the excited look of the little fox girl, Zhen Cheng just remembered that she still had this relationship with the Land of All Wolves. Before she could explain, the Vajra Fox spoke first:
"She is a genuine disciple of the Blood Candle Castle, and the [Slaying Poet] whom I believe in!"
The words are full of pride, but there is no trace of piety and respect.
"Wow..." The little fox girl's eyes were twinkling with stars, but she was much more polite and respectful than the King Kong Fox guy: "My name is Sun Nini, I am an intern performer of the All-Women Church and a believer in [Utopian Incense]!
It’s really, really, really, really such an honor to meet Your Highness!”
Zhen Cheng looked at the little fox girl with a complicated expression.
Should I say this child is innocent or defenseless?
For such an important matter, she just believed what others said?
But looking at the carefree faces of her followers, she suddenly felt tired again.
As expected, King Kong Fox snorted coldly: "Chaotic and kind? It's really unpleasant. In my eyes, they are just a group of idiots who have no bottom line of belief and are unwilling to indulge themselves."
Zhen Cheng raised her eyebrows in surprise. This child looked weak and weak, but seemed to be particularly persistent in the things she valued. She asked with interest:
"In our place, the seat of [Imaginary Incense] has always been vacant. Your belief..."
This time, the black woman who was lying on the ground receiving treatment intervened and gave an explanation: "Most of the residents in the land of me believe in the camp itself.
If there is a god sitting on the seat, we will also believe in the goddess who represents our own camp. If not, it will have no impact."