Mystery Makes Me Strong

"Is it only this little power?" The favored man turned his head, speaking lightly, and his eyes showed an indifferent expression towards non-human beings.

People's eyes can see emotions, fierceness, tenderness, joy, fear, can all be clearly expressed.

Especially under Wen Rensheng's eagle eyes, it was even more clearly visible.

This divinely favored person is losing his personality, and his humanity is also disappearing.

At this time, the red-haired woman and the black-haired man who fled to a distance also saw this scene.

"Even the super soldier is not an opponent?" The black-haired man muttered to himself, "Is it possible to want the other party to leave?"

If both are beasts, a certain compromise can be reached; however, if one party is a pretend beast, it will become a donkey in Guizhou.

The red-haired girl kept her mouth shut, and a cloud of green mist was condensed in her hand, wrapping her tongue.

Although it is best to go for the transplant operation as soon as possible at this time, but her own responsibilities make her insist on staying to see the results.

Anyway, even if the tongue is really lost, it can still grow back through some mysterious magic, just like the number 13 just now.

And now she was watching this scene in astonishment as well.

The super fighter secretly cultivated by Eagle Fort was no match for this divinely favored one.

You know, the god of the other party hasn't shown up yet!

In this way, what price will the McCanns have to pay to let the other party leave?

"Tell us, we gave you twice the land and twice the population in other places, can you leave here?" Number 13 stood in the distance and asked the question the red-haired girl wanted to ask.

"Twice? God is not a businessman." The God's Favored said without emotion.

"We are willing to give twice as much land and population in exchange for God's coming to a new land." On the 13th, he changed the phrase again.

This time, the favored one stopped.

"I need to tell God."

On the 13th, the red-haired woman and the black-haired man breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

The big cat also breathed a sigh of relief, and it quietly followed.

That's it, when the other party told God, Wen Rensheng was able to grab the tail of the source of disaster, and then——

I don't know if this wishful thinking can still work.

Wen Rensheng believed that it would be successful, because he estimated the strength of that god.

He just needs to play another hole card.

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Sky Club.

It was cold and clear, and there was silence.

There is no sound of students reading, nor the sound of staff working.

There is only one sound of playing games.

"Master, help me."

Wen Rensheng pushed open a manager's office.

"Don't affect me." Wei Yiqing lowered his head, playing with his mobile phone, as if he was playing a duel.

"You actually played such a complicated game?" Wen Rensheng's eyes changed slightly, and he asked subconsciously.

"Can't I play?" Wei Yiqing raised her head and asked back.

This delay, and then her character dies.

Then she put down her phone and asked, "What's the matter with you?"

"Uh, I need some support when I meet an opponent I haven't seen before." Wen Rensheng said reluctantly.

He never asks for help, but when he asks for help, he doesn't care about his face...

"How do you want me to help you?"

"The resonance method...you understand."

Yes, this is his trump card.

He believed that the strength of himself and the immortal was enough to crush that so-called god.

Wen Rensheng left contentedly, but his heart was also clouded a little.

Some parts of Wei Yiqing seemed to have been soaked by the immortal.

Sure enough, there will be no completely good things. Another soul is carried in the body, even if there is a different species as isolation, how can it be so easy?

However, if the other party doesn't take the initiative to cut off the resonance connection established with his different species, he believes that Wei Yiqing may be able to withstand the influence of the immortal.

After all, his mysterious resistance is getting stronger day by day, and it can be shared with others.

After he left, Wei Yiqing put down his phone and looked quietly outside the door.

"You obviously want to help me, but you say you want me to help you, are you worried that I won't accept it?"

she thought so.

It is really his character that he has to consider such things so thoroughly.

...

Wen Rensheng returned home and continued to control his big cat puppet remotely.

At this time, the big cat had already followed the god-favored man, going round and round, and finally came to a large farm.

There are many, many people gathered here, forming a circle and kneeling on the ground. In the middle is a statue shrouded in mist.

The statue is about 30 meters high. Looking from a distance, people can't help but feel a kind of giant fear.

They all looked pious, just like Dongzhou people worshiping their ancestors.

However, the ancestors of Dongzhou people opened up land for their children and grandchildren and left property, but what they enshrined was something terrible.

What a sarcasm.

The big cat looked up at the colossus, and it seemed that this misty colossus should be the core of the disaster.

Compared with the old tortoise and the white mouse, the momentum is different at first.

The latter two only dare to shrink their heads, but this one is afraid that others will not see it.

This is a kind of self-confidence, a kind of arrogance.

Just like those former world overlords in the previous life.

But the hegemony will fall.

At this moment, the white woman in the red robe, the one favored by the gods, walked towards the giant statue.

Wherever they passed, everyone knelt and gave way.

McCannites rarely kneel, except in church, and now, the fear of the unknown and irresistible makes them let go of their arrogance.

The favored one walked to the front, then bowed and began to pray.

The big cat was standing beside the other party, but she still couldn't see him.

Other believers cannot see it either.

Wen Rensheng couldn't understand the praying voice of the blessed one. It was a unique tone, exuding an ancient flavor, a bit similar to the background music of ancient blockbusters.

But he could understand the voices of other people praying.

"God, please keep me away from death, fear, disaster, fire, tornado..."

"God, please grant me strength and let me be your most loyal guard."

"God, please wake up earlier, let this filthy world be purified."

All kinds of voices have no effect once they are heard. They are completely personal luxury and wishful thinking.

Ants, if they were conscious, would also pray to people for sugar cubes to keep them away from the flames.

Wen Rensheng looked up at the giant statue, and then at those people.

Really like ants.

No wonder the immortal reminded himself of the phantom that the beings in the mysterious world treated the people on the earth as an ant nest.

However, there are always people who are not willing to be ants, but to be their own masters, such as themselves.

Ants are equally powerful, even if there are too many ants, they will kill an elephant.

From this point of view, those mysterious beings are not far from human beings, and they are still creatures of a certain level.