In ordinary people's homes, if a family member suddenly looks into the void in a certain direction, they will at most think of something like "forgot something" or "something happened nearby".
But in a family composed of giant beasts, especially top giant beasts, all scales are naturally magnified.
Just like now, when Saeko opens her mouth, she talks about things on the other side of the world.
Because she knew very well that this was Bai Tangjing's field of vision.
"Mirror, what happened there?"
Saeko suppressed her inner uneasiness and asked softly to the Baitang mirror in front of her.
She knows very well what a dangerous and crazy place Africa is.
There is a bloody soil that has been plowed over and over again by countless giant beasts, strong men, and careerists.
There is a quagmire of the most uncontrollable chaos and lust for power among the human race.
The most important thing is - that was the first time her son left her and went to a "vacation" place!
It's impossible not to worry.
In the sky, the ultra-high concentration of energy screamed, bringing pressure that was as real as reality.
Even the background of the sky was dyed a hot orange-red.
But Bai Tangjing's gaze was not on the top of his head.
He was still looking in the direction of Africa with interest and talking to Saeko.
"Well, senior sister, I once expected that someone would be the first to get rid of the fear of me in their hearts."
"This is bound to happen. No matter how powerful the power is, it can't suppress the burning desires of the strong. The more they are afraid of me, the stronger the desire will be. Because my suppression of them is what they dream of.
The final form of it. The more authority is revealed, the more the pursuers pursue authority. This is normal, very normal."
"Strong people can trample everything for their own strength and desire. Now, the embodiment of 'strong' is right in front of them, how can they give up their pursuit?"
The hem of his windbreaker was swaying in the wind, and Bai Tangjing's expression was neither arrogant nor self-effacing, just a straightforward description.
When it comes to the fact that strong men will eventually give up their fear and fear of themselves, both Baitang Jing himself and Saeko seem very bland.
This was an expected situation.
It's not even worth putting an extra bit of effort into.
But as he spoke, Bai Tangjing changed the subject.
The expression and tone of his words were as if he suddenly saw a strange-looking monkey in the zoo.
It was interesting and unexpected, but I didn't feel at all threatening.
"But I never thought that the first person to make rude remarks would be a self-deceiving idiot?!"
In the sky, Garuda's [Titan Might] once again overwhelmed the earth's surface.
The solidified obsidian melted again, and without Bai Tangjing even looking at it, a vivid Raton ice sculpture solidified again.
The man's expression was a little funny, but it wasn't directed at the ice sculpture in the sky that was silently sliced into fine snow again.
It was about someone who spoke rudely to someone on a continent thousands of miles away.
In his vision, the strong men's resistance to their "unreasonable demands" should be impassioned and heroic.
We should join forces vertically and horizontally to gather all those who are ready to take action.
Then he emerges as a resolute and courageous person who is as strong-willed as life. Even if he is confronted with him head-on, he will never even frown.
On the contrary, he is a strong man who fights endlessly with surging blood.
He should subdue all the thorns, and then use all his wisdom and courage to twist them into a rope and a spearhead.
In the end, their power and strength will drag the entire world into a war of blood and fire, stabbing them in the chest!
At that time, it will be a "qualified" stage for me to re-suppress and clean up the entire world.
All of Bai Tangjing's practice and actions in the past ten years have been directed towards the standard of "suppressing the entire world with the power of one person"!
but now?
What kind of stinky fish and rotten shrimp is this?!
He is not even qualified to notice the thought energy placed around him after his qualitative change!
I can’t cover three billion people halfway around the world, but can I leave the ten top people on the African continent alone?
He is not stupid, he just doesn't want to believe that there is really someone in this world who can open such a gap in strength with him that he is not even qualified to notice.
In Bai Tangjing's eyes, this "unwillingness to believe" is not much different from stupidity.
"No need to worry, senior."
The man's tone was calm and relieved.
"He's not qualified to pass Sam's test."
"Xiao Zheng, you won't stumble upon someone with only this kind of caliber."
Saeko felt relieved, and Bai Tang Jing's belief was probably the source of her confidence.
The slight uneasiness I feel now is the instinct of a mother.
"I hope so."
The purple-haired beauty said so.
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"Wuhu!"
The black-haired boy in a white jacket and shorts walked on a noisy street with people coming and going in an orderly manner and cars honking constantly, but he looked like a happy pony that had been unchained.
Human psychology always has preferences.
It is always easier to feel happy in an environment that you like or are familiar with.
Bai Tangzheng has no liking for the luxurious palaces in Velcro.
That is to say, when I first saw it, it felt fresh because of the architectural style I had never seen before.
Although his home in Hinomoto is secluded and does not occupy a large area, it has intrinsic value.
Every wooden floor has been refined by the naturally escaping thought energy of the world's strongest men, and every technological creation is a laboratory-level technology verification machine.
This is the decoration that can be called "indescribably precious" in today's world.
In comparison, the palace complex in Africa is really only "new".
In the palace complex, ordinary people were cautious, and the way they lowered their bodies made the little Bai Tangzheng feel uncomfortable all over.
Instead, it is the bustling, overcrowded and chaotic streets here in Africa. Although it may seem disgusting to children at first glance.
But after coming out of the oppressive atmosphere in the palace complex, which was invisible from the words and deeds of ordinary people, this kind of pyrotechnic atmosphere actually made him feel comfortable.
Sam wore a large piece of desert camouflage cloth, covering his exoskeleton and Murasame sword inside, and followed Bai Tangzheng.
Without these attires, given the African customs, almost everyone would have run away immediately or knelt down in the street, let alone the smell of fireworks wherever he passed.
You can say Africans are poor, treacherous, evil, and other bad adjectives, but you cannot say Africans who are still alive today are stupid.
They have long since learned to recognize danger through the flesh and blood of those around them.
In Africa, the giant beasts are eager to show off their strength and identity.
So when a large piece of camouflage cloth is put on, first of all, everyone will no longer doubt that this is a giant beast.
How can a strong man hide himself? This is probably a mercenary looking for food.
Sam has never stopped in the past ten years. He almost watched this trend take shape with his own eyes.
So I had expected it.
The lips hidden under the shadow of the cloak moved playfully.
"Your interests are really unique, Azheng. These black people work so hard every day that they are so tired that their eyes are straight and their steps are staggering. Then they have to huddle in this chaotic traffic line, use loudspeakers to destroy others, and torture
I'm like this every day. It's really hard for you to feel comfortable here."
At least they are "real".
Baitang was jumping in the squirming traffic, thinking subconsciously.
Compared with ordinary people in the palace complex, they are very tired, but very "real". They struggle for the simple desire of "eating full" and work hard for the simple goal of "supporting the family". The pain day after day is indeed visible.
It doesn't end, but there is no need to think about anything else. This is "reality".
This is what allows him to relax in the chaotic streets.
——This place is very "real" and very simple.
Just when the black-haired child wanted to confide his new feelings to his uncle.
A dark figure was thrown directly onto Bai Tangzheng from the shops on both sides of the street.
The figure is thin and small. He is a black and white mixed-race child who can clearly see the depression between the ribs.
Sam didn't take action because he didn't feel threatened at all. This was the force of an ordinary person being thrown.
Bai Tangzheng didn't hide either, for the same reason, and besides, this kid is now in the stage where everything he sees is new.
The thin and low black figure was thrown onto Bai Tangzheng's body. This contrast in softness and hardness was almost equivalent to being thrown directly against a copper wall.
With a plop, the little black man was bounced to the ground.
But he didn't cry or shout. The hard touch on his back probably made him think he hit some machine, so he subconsciously curled up and rolled to the side.
The densely packed pedestrians around just glanced at it and continued their footsteps indifferently, and some didn't even bother to look.
Bai Tang only reacted now because of his lack of experience.
Is this a vulnerable child being bullied?
In addition to a little anger and pity, an interesting surprise immediately appeared in his heart.
Are you finally going to do something heroic?
Unfortunately it is not.
The person who threw the child out was a black man with big muscles and a round waist, wearing an apron that was heavily stained with oil.
It seems that he is the owner and chef of a roadside restaurant.
With Bai's sharp eyesight, he couldn't tell for a moment whether his skin color was darker or whether the oil stain on the apron was darker.
After he threw the child away, he cursed and wanted to come up and beat him.
But when he saw Bai Tangzheng, who had been affected by Chi Yu, he was a child of about ten years old, well-dressed, with a peaceful smile on his face that only wealthy people could have, and a hint of eagerness to try.
Then the small body didn't move at all after being hit.
His expression immediately changed, and he helped the black child up as smoothly as water, and patted the dust off his rags.
"You can't blame me for being impatient, Rodin. We agreed on the wages, and I paid you one per day, but you still want to take away a burrito for your mother-in-law. Ask where there is such a thing on this street.
thing?"
"That's because your salary has always been paid."
Before Hei Kid could finish speaking eagerly, the boss and chef quickly glanced at Bai Tangzheng next to him, then took out a handful of change from his pocket and stuffed it into the pocket of Hei Kid's rag clothes without any explanation.
"Okay, okay, it's not easy for you to take care of your mother-in-law alone. The burritos are gone. I'll give you one more day's wages. You can go home. I'm going to close the shop too."
After saying that, he tried his best to act natural with his still aching face, and then quickly returned to the store and pulled down the roller shutter.
"Don't he need to count? I think that pile of money is quite fragmented."
Bai Tang was scratching his head and making a sound with a little embarrassment.
On the contrary, the black kid who had just received a handful of change turned his head and looked up and down at the guy who had hurt him so badly.
This sting was much more painful than being beaten.
"He's not stupid."
The black kid was looking up and down so clearly that even Bai Tangzheng, who was in an excited state, figured out what was going on.
Well, he himself ruined his chivalrous plot.
"Xixi Suosuo-Here, this is yours."
The black child carefully counted out a pile of change from his rag pocket and handed it to Bai Tangzheng.
The clothes were like a wide cloak, revealing his bone-thin body as they swayed.
"No, I don't need these."
"You helped me get the back wages, so logically you should get a share. Whether you need it or not, or whether you like it or not, it has nothing to do with me. But I must pay you. This is what my mother-in-law taught me."
The black child's tone was very insistent, and he had a kind of stubbornness unique to poor people.
His body was very dirty, his hair had been shaved until his scalp was exposed, and his eyes subconsciously dodge.
It was obvious that he felt guilty when facing a child who was at least from a wealthy family.
It was in contrast to his insistence on giving money to Bai Tangzheng.
"Then what if you make me angry? That fat uncle who beat you just now was scared away by me!"
"Then just hit me, as long as you don't mind getting your hands dirty."
He does not value his body or even his life. He feels that there is nothing precious about his life.
So it feels like a broken can when used.
Bai Tangzheng heard this thought from the black child's tone.
He had seen this kind of thinking many times since he set foot on this poor continent.
Maybe it was out of a desire to get in touch with peers, or maybe it was the black kid's weird behavior that made Bai Tangzheng curious.
"Let's see, you act as a tour guide for me. I want to have some fun in this city. Although the money shouldn't be enough for the tour guide fee, I'm helping you, so how about treating it as a discount?"
After all, Bai Tangzheng said it as if the other party had suffered a loss.
This is the human principle that he just realized with his clever little mind.
For people with clear grievances, it seems easier to persuade them in the name of suffering.
The black child had some evasive eyes before, but now he looked at Bai Tangzheng, who was scratching the back of his head and smiling like a fool, and then glanced lightly at the camouflage cloak who had been standing beside him.
He pursed his lips a few times, but finally did not refuse.
"My name is Rodin, Rodin Zavi."
"My name is Bai Tangzheng! Zhawe Zhawe? You have the same name as the palace manager!"
"Don't be delusional. It's just the same name. There are too many Zawis. How can such a big shot have anything to do with me? Let's get down to business. Where do you want to go first? Let's talk about it first. The fun place in this city is not mine.
I know only a limited number of places people can go."
"I'm a foreigner and don't know anything! The tour guide will take care of it."
"Tsk rich man."
The two little guys quarreled and walked away in the crowded traffic and people, their footsteps becoming more and more relaxed.
Sam, who was wearing a camouflage cloak, had been watching Bai Tangzheng's performance from beginning to end.
Watching him be so excited, watching him scratching his head in embarrassment, watching him making noises and joking with a kid he just met for a small change that would never appear in his life.
This should be the best "vacation" for Azheng, right?
Sam thought so in his heart.
But as he looked at the two brats walking further and further away on the increasingly chaotic streets, his originally carefree brows suddenly furrowed.
The exoskeleton palm gently touches the position of the heart.
There just happened to be an abnormal twitching.
"The source is the thought energy that has not yet completed its qualitative transformation? Is this what Jing calls a 'whim'? Something bad is going to happen?"
After thinking for a long time, Sam could never imagine that there was anything on this continent that could hurt him, or that could hurt Azheng beyond him.
"I'm not yet proficient in the qualitative changes of thought energy. Is it 80% wrong?"