Early the next morning.

Abel woke up from his bed.

Reach out and touch it.

The figure of the Yiren is not there.

She's long gone.

Leaving only a wisp of fragrance and ......

The smell of the bed.

This smell is because the battle was so fierce last night, from the sofa to the carpet to the bed to the bathroom, everywhere there were battlefields, everywhere left traces of battle, where the fire was sprayed, it left this smell.

He touched his waist.

Abel was quite satisfied with his performance last night, at least the French kiss was completely intoxicated and engaged.

It is worthy of the French kiss that all men in Europe want to hug and have sex. That face looks pure and charming, and the body is really charming to the bone. Marilyn Monroe's sexiness, Hollywood will appear several times a year, even if it can't reach the level of Marilyn Monroe, but there is always a few percent of the skill.

But this charm of the French kiss can really only be said to be innate, and it is difficult for latecomers to imitate it.

This is different from the blatant, eye-catching sensuality of the blonde Germanic Yanma.

It is the descendants of red-haired or brown-haired Celtic or Roman descent, which has a unique sensuality and charm.

After all, the European and American world is not just blonde and blue-eyed, they actually respect Rome the most.

The whole European and American world.

With the exception of some small Nordic countries, they all pride themselves on their Roman heritage. Tsarist Russia called itself Rome, and now the United States of America simply calls itself New Rome.

In the minds of most European and American cultural circles, Rome is probably equivalent to the Qin, Han and Tang dynasties in the eyes of the Han people.

Far from it.

Sophie Marceau is gone.

Leaving a bed full of material with her genetic information, leaving the scent of her body, and leaving Abel while he was still sleeping, he left.

"That's amazing! I drank so much wine last night and was drunk like that. It's been fighting for so long, and you can leave so early in the morning......"

"It looks weirdly weak. ”

"I didn't expect my body to be great!"

"Hehe......"

“……”

I muttered to myself.

He saw the clock hanging on the wall, and it was already past three o'clock in the afternoon. That is to say, he himself has slept enough since more than 5 o'clock in the morning until now.

Thinking about last night.

Abel couldn't help but wake up the little wrecking ball.

Under his mind, there was a sudden fluctuation in the air, and a bright ball of light flew out and circled around him.

See your greatest reliance.

Abel felt relieved for a while, but he immediately noticed that the little wrecking ball seemed to have become a little bigger!

When it first appeared.

Abel remembered that it was only the size of a ping-pong ball, and because as long as he thought about it in his mind, it would be projected, and Abel rarely let it fly out.

I didn't expect to see each other for almost a month.

It seems to have grown a lot! from the size of a small ping-pong ball, to the size of an egg, and the brightness on its body has become much brighter.

"What's going on?it's going to grow?!" Abel couldn't help but look at it with some surprise, and with a wave of his hand, the little wrecking ball flew into his hand on its own.

He picked it up and looked at it for a moment.

To be honest, I can't see anything. If it weren't for the fact that he was really powerful and exaggerated, others might think that it was just a glowing ball of light, some kind of high-tech toy.

"Strange ......"

As before, Abel tried to immerse himself in the small wrecking ball. This method is actually very simple, he just needs to think in his mind: "I want to see the contents of the small ball of light......

His consciousness will come in.

As soon as his consciousness entered the Little Wrecking Ball, Able was sure that it had really changed! Because the last time he did this, the information in the Little Wrecking Ball, no, to be precise, should be the memory of the earth, only recorded the time of human beings, May 30, 2019.

But now.

Abel saw the memories and materials of April 3, 2020!

The little wrecking ball has really evolved!

Abel felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart! If that were the case, he wouldn't have to worry about having nothing to copy in 30 years, or 20 years from now!

Because at that time, as long as you ensure the continuous evolution of the small wrecking ball, then the information that you can copy in 2020 may be 2060 or even longer!

"Hoo ......"

Abel took a deep breath.

Trying to suppress your own plug-in becomes more awesome and brings yourself surprises.

He wanted to know now.

How did the little wrecking ball evolve?

To be honest, he didn't know.

He hadn't looked into it carefully for more than a month. It is to use its memory projection function from time to time, referred to as "checking information".

Abel recalls what he has done this month, and finds that there is nothing to do with supernatural powers. He didn't go to churches, temples and Taoist temples, or any famous ruins.

Every day is the hotel, Hollywood and their own villas and companies. Therefore, it is not the Buddha, Jesus Christ and Taoist Ancestor who gave themselves dreams and passed on their merits......

So what is the reason exactly?

Abel himself didn't know.

He just wanted to plan the next route, call out the little wrecking ball, check the information, and take a break.

Unexpectedly, I noticed a change in it.

This made him temporarily put aside the planning of the future route and concentrate on the study of the small wrecking ball.

But it was a whole hour.

Trying all the methods in the previous web novels, from feeding with blood, to all kinds of other messy spells, all of them didn't work.

Abel had no choice but to give up.

"Maybe it will evolve automatically. He finally had to think so.

Make the Wrecking Ball disappear invisibly.

Abel finally decided to get up and ran to the bathroom to wash.

Encounter, or should I say the hunt is over.

It's time to start a normal life.

…………

…………

The other side.

In the morning, Sophie Marceau, who left the Plaza Hotel, endured the discomfort in her lower body, covered her peerless face with a hat and sunglasses, and walked into a pharmacy in a low-key manner.

There were very few people in the pharmacy.

There was only a middle-aged woman with a kind eyebrow, who was quietly reading a book.

This is it!

After looking for a few pharmacies, it was not easy to find a relatively small family, and Sophie Marceau walked in.

"Hello. Is there an emergency contraceptive pill?" she asked in English.

The middle-aged woman with kind eyebrows raised her head, looked at the secretive Sophie Marceau, and couldn't help but raise her eyebrows:

"Hey, girl, what do you want to do? If you want to buy something like that, sorry, I don't have it here. I am a devout believer, and the Lord has taught us that every life has the right to come into the world freely!

"Abortion hurts the body!"

The kind shopkeeper said.

Sophie Marceau was stunned.