Five hundred and ninetieth chapters peace messenger
The feeling of omnipotence fades away, and the body becomes a mortal body again.
The feeling of powerlessness emerged in my mind and then quickly faded away.
Xu Ji opened his eyes and found himself sitting on the balcony, with the phone screen next to him still on.
There were bursts of pain all over the body.
But the meridians and acupuncture points of the limbs and bones are no longer as hot as fire.
Obviously, the old immortal practiced last night.
It’s time to regain balance between the physical body and the power of the sun!
Xu Ji stood up, moved his body, then picked up the mobile phone on the ground, opened the video left by the old god, and started watching it.
The old god was still concise and concise, and introduced everything about last night in a few words.
Then Xu Ji was given a task - to go to the area where the Naga Ghost Tree is today.
In the evening, the old fairy will personally go to the canyon where the ghost tree is to conduct an on-the-spot investigation.
The old god's attitude was very serious.
After Xu Ji watched the video, he also paid attention to it.
"That 'ghost tree' may have a secret!" he thought, thinking.
Xu Ji has already seen the evil spirits in the mythical world.
There are demonic locusts that are born and raised in the earth, fat relics hatched from demonic locusts, and drought demons activated by fat relics.
On the theory of evolution, I fainted in the toilet crying.
Xu Ji has also seen the ghost tree on Blue Star.
It’s also unreasonable!
That Naga ghost tree most likely evolved from the corpse of a demon twenty years ago.
But the demon Xu Ji already knows that these things are actually parasitic on other objects.
This is true for all forms of monsters!
They are a kind of "ghost" that cannot be detected by modern technology, but they do exist.
The old immortal once caught dozens of them, stuffed them into potted flowers and plants, and transformed them into a spirit gathering array to gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, refine the essence of the sun and moon, and build the foundation for Xu Ji.
At that time, Xu Ji didn't think much about it.
But now, Xu Ji has come back to his senses.
"Since the so-called 'ghosts' are just some kind of 'ghosts' occupying objects and evolving..."
"Then, logically speaking, the decay of the 'flesh' inhabited by 'demon ghosts' does not actually affect their continued survival... they can transfer carriers!"
"Just like a hermit crab, the shell can be changed at any time!"
"So where did the ghost tree come from?"
"Why do ghost trees grow on the bodies of demons and ghosts after they die?"
"Is it a ghost tree hatched by a demon? Or is it hatched by a 'ghost'?"
"What's the secret in this?"
"Is this secret just what attracts the old god's attention?"
Xu Ji had a vague hunch that maybe for the old immortal, the fruits on the ghost tree might help Xu Ji achieve the golden elixir.
The old god is more concerned about the relationship between the so-called ghost tree and the demons!
Jingle Bell!
The phone rang for a while.
Xu Ji looked back at the hotel phone in the living room.
He walked over and answered the phone.
It's an unfamiliar number.
Xu Ji hesitated for a moment and chose to answer the call.
From the other side of the phone came a male voice who had obviously used a sound card. He spoke in blunt Mandarin: "Mr. Xu!"
"You are in a very dangerous situation now!"
"Listen to my advice and leave this area!"
"Return to your safe motherland as soon as possible!"
Xu Ji frowned: "Who are you?"
"You can call me Mr. G!" said the man on the other side of the phone.
"Mr. G?"
"Yes!" He replied with a smile: "I am G of Holy Rome..."
"Holy Rome?" Xu Ji laughed: "Isn't it already destroyed long ago?"
"Although the great empire has died, its spirit still inspires us!"
"From Paris to Constantinople..."
"We are united to create a better world!"
Xu Ji shook his head.
What and what?
And ‘Constantinople’?
How did I hear it was ‘Instanbul’?
After thinking about it, Xu Ji remembered the meme on the Internet.
Pothos is also Luo!
So he laughed and said, "Mr. G, right?"
"Thank you for your reminder!"
"However, I think I can cope with the current situation!"
Gui Ling has been communicating with him about what happened around the Naga Ghost Tree.
Relevant trends are also continued to be shared with him.
Therefore, Xu Ji knew that the local warlords and foreign mercenaries were already fighting each other.
Danger? Of course there is.
But it doesn’t matter!
Because after nine o'clock in the evening, those possible enemies no longer have to face Xu Ji as a mortal.
Rather, he comes from one pole of the mythical world and has the power to destroy heaven and earth!
Even if Daozu's magic power is limited, Daozu is still Daozu!
Even Xu Ji doesn't know how many magical powers and methods the old immortal has that he can use right now!
Archimedes once said, give me a fulcrum and I can move the blue star.
For the old immortal, fulcrums are everywhere.
Not to mention, the spirit gathering array on the outskirts of Tancheng City has already surpassed Blue Star Technology!
It's like a miracle!
When Mr. G heard Xu Ji's confident answer, he just smiled and said, "Mr. Xu, since you are so confident..."
"Then I can only wish you good luck!"
Xu Ji listened and immediately said: "No!"
"J!"
"You'd better wish others good luck!"
Although the other party used a voice changer, Xu Ji was still keen to hear a faint Rakshasa accent in his accent.
On the Internet, Rakshasa people wish you good health and good luck, which is basically equivalent to a crow's mouth.
The other party laughed: "Okay then!"
"I wish your opponents and enemies good luck!"
With that said, he hung up the phone.
Xu Ji also put down the phone.
"interesting!"
"A European who may have Rakshasa blood, but embraces the idea of 'Shinra'..."
"What does he want to do?"
"Like Napoleon?"
Xu Ji shook his head.
Back then, Napoleon was hammered into the ground by the British!
Under the current situation, where is there any room for Napoleon to survive?
Probably a madman!
Xu Ji thought about it and put the matter behind him.
…
Budapest.
In an old castle, a man wearing a tuxedo and a gold mask put down the phone.
He turned to look at the maid beside him: "Has the security of the call just now been handled?"
The maid nodded slightly: "Sir, it has been taken care of. The system has interfered with Citi's network monitoring and communication monitoring systems to ensure that they cannot locate or monitor during the call just now!"
"Very good!" The man nodded.
The maid asked curiously: "Sir, according to logic, no matter what happens, it should have nothing to do with us?"
"We should even expect violent conflict between them!"
"In this way, the rope around our necks can be relieved to a certain extent!"
"Stupid!" The man looked at the maid with a pair of bright blue eyes: "Who told you that if Citigroup gets stuck in the quagmire, the rope around our necks will be loosened?"
"snort!"
"As long as there is no nuclear war, the two sides destroy each other, and the situation becomes tense, it will only lead to one thing..."
He stood up and said: "The Citizen people will keep tightening the rope around our necks!"
"Even suffocate us!"
The maid didn't understand: "Why?"
The man laughed: "The Citizen people call themselves New Rome, New World, New Continent..."
"In contrast, we are the Old Continent, the Old World!"
"Once the new world falls into the quagmire of confrontation..."
"In order to ensure that the old world does not take advantage of the opportunity to rise and make huge war fortunes like Citigroup back then, Citigroup people will definitely take action against us!"
"Economy, finance, military, industry... all aspects of strangulation!"
"They will take advantage of the fact that they can still dominate and control us, and drain out the last bit of our energy!"
"This will not only ensure continued control over us!"
"It can also avoid the outflow of domestic capital once the situation becomes tense or the war situation is unfavorable!"
"You have to know!" The man stared at the maid: "We and them are actually the same race and culture..."
"When Citigroup faces a war, their wealthy people in the country will flee in panic!"
"The first choice is definitely the Old World!"
"This is intolerable to Citi!"
"So, in order to prevent this from happening, Citigroup people will choose to smash the continent first!"
"This way, capital has nowhere to go! It can only live and die with Citigroup!"
"So..." the man said leisurely: "For us, now, we must do everything possible to shout for peace!"
