More than thirty days, for a world, is not a time worth mentioning.
But there are always some gaps in time, and certain subtle moments will shine with their own unique light.
Although no one has come up with an iconic professional term for the past thirty days.
But this moment full of turbulence and radical change is destined to leave far-reaching traces in the history of mankind in the material world.
For modern people living in a civilized and harmonious atmosphere, their lives have not been substantially affected.
Although the first wave of the wave has already set off, the busyness of life is enough to make people get lost and sink.
Perhaps the only thing that has changed are the imaginative headlines and news on the Internet.
Yes, maybe Superman really exists, maybe the Pharaoh will return, maybe there is indeed a dragon locked in the dry well at the end of the alley at the door...
But so what, it won't reduce next month's rent even one cent.
Survival is not such a sweet word, it has a bitter and bitter taste along with life.
However, in this firewood, rice, oil, salt, ginger, vinegar and tea, there are always some people who yearn for extraordinary existence...
A mysterious and related interest forum
"Shocking! It is rumored that the United States has cultivated a group of soldiers with manifest powers!"
"Eating melon in the front row."
"X...X-Men?"
"I care more about their skin color than the soldiers with special abilities they claim..."
"Are you discussing boring mysterious political topics again? Maybe chromosomes would be a better choice? We can study a more interesting topic... For example: If a chromosome comes from a dominant being, can it make other beings
Obtain the corresponding manifest ability."
"It seems a bit narrow-minded. I think this topic is a bit discriminatory to men. After all, they don't have the props to accept it."
"Maybe? But I think it's fair. You have to accept that some places are actually more suitable for that thing to survive..."
"Oh my God, maybe I entered the wrong forum. I always feel that your topics are a bit weird. Shouldn't we be discussing those cool-sounding super-powered soldiers?"
"Yes, so I feel that my thinking has been somewhat restricted before. What you said above is an interesting answer."
"The style of painting suddenly changed..."
"I want to know how these supernatural soldiers compare with the Taoist priests of that ancient Eastern Kingdom? That's the word, if I wrote it correctly."
"I still remember the video I saw before. He was so cool, just like my idol Li!"
"You have to imagine that he stood in front of the enemy's palace and looked at each other majestically and said: 'You have one sword, I have one sword, this is fairness. And now, I want two, this is strength!'
"
"cooool! But are you sure he said this?"
"Yes, I can prove that I am that person's lawyer. As we all know, when facing such property disputes, humans always need a lawyer by their side."
Seeing the increasingly heated discussions on the forum, Muzi put down his mobile phone and took a leisurely sip of milk tea.
Her life seems to be becoming more and more comfortable.
In addition to daily battles, I sit outside the milk tea shop and enjoy the bright sunshine in Lhasa.
She enjoys this leisurely attitude towards life, even if it is affected by her newly acquired heroic will.
Goddess of Dawn, this is Muzi’s first related attempt on non-human existence.
Needless to say, the integration process is extremely difficult.
Although Muzi could feel the gentle breath coming from the other party's will, she was still unable to implement the vast and fiery power.
Even now, she can only drive a very limited amount of power.
Muzi didn't know whether it was the manifestation of his own will or a real god.
But at least the power of dawn driven by her is real.
Integrated with the power of the goddess of dawn, Muzi did not receive any skill bonus similar to other heroes.
Rather, some mysterious uses of energy that are difficult for her to understand will continue to pour into her mind after she activates the power of the Dawn Goddess.
Muzi felt very distressed, she knew that those were some powerful extraordinary abilities.
But obviously, she is still far from reaching that standard.
Her professional strength allows her to be extremely flexible in her fighting style.
But the premise is that she can integrate all the wills of so many heroes.
That is not a simple matter, at least Muzi did not complete his plan in his lifetime...
In addition to power, the influence of those wills on Muzi's own thinking also exists objectively.
Like a drop of ink, even though it has been diluted to the point where only a faint trace of wear remains.
But for a piece of white paper, it can also leave dazzling enough marks.
When there is no color of your own, any external will may leave its traces.
There are undoubtedly a large number of other traces in Muzi's will.
These traces sometimes affected her to a certain extent in her daily life and battles.
After all, too many instinctive chips will bring some bad effects.
However, as she merged with the power of the Dawn Goddess, her brilliant and huge will directly dispersed those weak traces.
Dawn is also the sun, a brilliance that cannot be looked directly at...
As for Muzi, her temperament began to become sunny.
She will feel happy about helping others, but she will also feel depressed about the tragic news.
But that was only temporary, and she was able to return to her full strength soon.
But more than anything, she likes to lie lazily outside.
Time seemed to be no longer as urgent for her as before.
One day, or one month, the boundaries between them seemed to become a little blurred in Muzi's opinion.
Sometimes, she can lie outside for a whole day.
This has attracted the attention of many painters, who think it is a good material.
But unfortunately, no one has yet had the opportunity to get close to this goddess...
Today, I looked at Muzi who put down his phone and lay down.
Some painters gathered here began to get busy. People like beautiful things, and they are naturally happy to record these beautiful things with their own pens.
But today, their plans seem to have encountered some obstacles.
Because, a guy who didn't know how to appear suddenly walked in front of Muzi.
Looking at the guy with a bald head but nothing special about him, some young painters put down their brushes.
They thought this was a good opportunity. After all, this bald head seemed to want to offend their goddess...
At this time, they heard the bald man speak. His voice was hard to describe, but it always made people feel a little hairy:
"I think Zongwang should have given a warning, but you still ignored it. The power of divinity is not so easy to control..."