Chapter 450: Searching (8)
"Do you have to do that?"
"You're going to ruin my country?"
"You're going to make me a sinner in this country?"
It can be seen that Ling Qi's previous method of almost giving up did frighten some people.
Especially when this kind of means, all kinds of restrictions that were previously manifested were suddenly broken by him himself, and the exposed things were even more terrifying!
In fact, at this time, someone has already ranked Ling Qi's ability in the third place on the list of special abilities, and this is still before! Of course, even now, this ability cannot be ranked first, and the first is unshakable. In this world of super-perfect ability, even Ling Qi could not casually strengthen an ordinary ability to the extent that no one had ever done before. With this level, he directly lifted the table and rolled up his sleeves, and played chess.
Moreover, even if it is the so-called ability ranking, it is only a comprehensive ranking, which does not mean that the real number is the number in the world.
In terms of actual combat, except for the kind of ability that has disappeared, there is no ability, and it cannot be restrained.
Before Ling Qi, there had been a situation where he failed to take over, and even the "Consciousness True Body" was forced out, almost making people scum!
At the beginning, it was Ling Qi who deliberately designed a crisis to lure the snake out of the hole, but the final result, the fatal crisis encountered in the process, was not expected.
He didn't expect that in that case, his ability would be restrained so ferociously, but fortunately, the means of restraining his ability are also not something that ordinary people can master, and they are not universal, otherwise he would have been finished sooner, where would he still be at ease.
To sum up, what Ling Qi has mastered is a terrifying ability that can easily shake the foundation of the entire mortal world order, but it will not destroy the world!
The world is divided into two parts, mortals hold greater power, and the superpowers hold the essence of power, which are like the trunk and roots of a tree.
"Sinners?"
"No, Your Excellency, you are wrong, you will become the future master of this world!"
Ling Qi said lightly, and the angry Nien was shocked, and then his expression quickly returned to calm, and his eyes began to become clear again, even a little more wise.
Behind him, the black secretary also trembled for a moment, and then looked at his position in amazement, and then instantly seemed to think of something, and his face began to turn pale.
"Y-you..."
Although I don't remember what happened before, no matter how weird the ability is, once it is exposed, even if it is hidden, no one will be able to guess it. It's just that speculation is not confirmed, it can always be speculation, and that terrible conjecture, people tend to subconsciously avoid it, resist it, and instinctively hope that it is wrong!
But this does not mean that there are still people who like to deceive themselves when the time comes. Even if there are really many such people in reality, they will definitely not appear in the White House, let alone the president.
In this world, there can be a relatively mediocre person in power, but there will certainly not be a person in power surrounded by a group of mediocre people.
"Jason, Jason Adolphus, you can choose to denounce me, or continue to be my secretary general. ”
Ling Qi turned his head, looked at the stunned black secretary general, and said with a smile.
Although it is the same face, just a smile makes him give people a feeling of "refreshed".
"I..."
Next to the black secretary, there was the alarm button, but he was hesitating.
"You have three children at home, a wife who needs a lot of money to cure a disease, and parents who are not very well-off. ”
"You used to face big people every day who could bend the big guys, but what's the use?"
"It's not fair, isn't it? When it's too deliberate, it's the biggest injustice!"
"Trust me, I can change that!"
Ling Qi's words made the black man's face change and change.
In many cases, it is not a high position of power that will definitely be able to sit on the whole world.
But wasn't it supposed to be like that?
At least that's how it should be for those who hold the power but don't change their fate because of it!
"Perhaps, you are right. ”
"I just hope I'm not opening a Pandora's box. ”
As he spoke, the black man lowered his hand, which had quietly put on the alarm button, and instantly seemed to be ten years old.
Ling Qi leaned his head on the soft pillow, rubbed his temples, and said lightly:
"It is never one person or someone who destroys the world. ”
"No one, with such power, especially in such a world. ”
"And, you can rest assured that when I sit here, I've done my thing. ”
That's the opposite of the original intention, but it's not a bad ending. ”
"In that case, why should I destroy the Great Wall?"
Ling Qi said, and others could only be confused when they heard it.
The black man subconsciously thought, could it be that this person was so crazy before, just to usurp power?
But this can't be said, but it is the only reasonable explanation he can think of.
In the middle of the wilderness, a swordsman is fighting a wild dog for food.
This knife man was miserable, covered in bruises.
Suddenly, it was like lightning falling from the sky, and it was like the glow of the sun falling from outside the sky.
A portal full of brilliant colors, like a wave of water, gradually takes shape in the desert, and slowly opens around the swordsman and hyena!
One foot came in first, wearing black casual leather shoes and white socks.
Then a man in a neat suit slowly stepped out of the door, as if he was about to attend a banquet that was not too important, but it was still formal.
The man looked at the stunned swordsman, and the prostrate one who was digging the ground, whimpering like a frightened hyena, and the skeleton of the antelope that was fighting for only a little flesh, and frowned, but he was not surprised.
He stretched out his right hand, raised a finger, and squinted his eyes as if savoring something.
"Magical elements, magical worlds?"
"How can there be, a pure technical swordsman like you?"
"Even if the technology really sucks. ”
"It's a big world, so there are two different systems, both of which are completely separated, and they don't have anything to do with each other. ”
"Or, for some other reason?"
"Forget it, we'll talk about that later. ”
The swordsman felt strange, and this strangeness even suppressed the shock before.
He didn't understand how he could understand the strange words of the strange man who came out of the strange door.
Of course, he understood the meaning of the words, but he didn't fully understand them.
The strange man didn't mean to explain, he raised and fell, and a brilliant slash that the swordsman had never seen before, the bones of the swordsman, the hyena, and the antelope were all split in two.
"It's not bad, there is such a power directly. ”
"It seems that having a world as a base and analyzing the essence of the rest of the worlds in the system is really a lot easier. ”
"Speaking of which, not only the ontology, but I'm afraid even any split that has been contaminated with a trace of ontological consciousness, such as him, such as me, I'm afraid they are all masters of related aspects. ”
"Plane raider, plane marauder?"
The young man smiled, flicked his fingers, and walked off into the distance.
It was long after he left that the door of light gradually disappeared.
Disappear with one of them, and within a radius of ten miles, everything...
An earthen city, surrounded by an earthen wall about two meters high and one and a half feet thick, must have defense, even if it is not worth looking forward to.
Ling Qi came to the gate of the city, and under the vigilant gaze of the two sand bandits, he walked in calmly.
Such a city is more like a market in the desert.
However, because it is a desert, it is not too exaggerated to claim that it is a city.
In the market, there are not many people in fancy clothes, and it can be seen that this is indeed a rare comfortable nest in the desert, and in the center of the city, there is a natural oasis, or the kind of deep foundation, otherwise I am afraid that it would have been swallowed up by the desert long ago.
Even in such a place where people come and go, going directly on the street with bare breasts will not cause a sensation, and Ling Qi's straight suit is still a little too eye-catching.
Not for anything else, just because it looks so neat and delicate!
There is scrutiny, greed, and even a mocking gaze, believing that anyone who has been exposed to it for a long time will have some shadows in their hearts, and they will directly suffer from persecution paranoia.
Ling Qi didn't care about the eyes of others at all, even if those really harbored deadly evil.
He went straight to the largest earthen house, which did not necessarily represent the highest right, even if it was built on the edge of an oasis.
However, Ling Qi had his own way of judging, because the only life in the earth house was the strongest life he had encountered so far.
If there is a problem, it will definitely not be wrong to find the strongest.
He believes that this is the fastest way to understand the world. A strange world full of magical elements, but living a group of martial arts masters, not vindictive warriors.
Fat Cow is the overlord of this desert, and even outside the desert, people can often hear his name.
Fat cattle are not fat, or they are no longer fat.
The fat man who was more than 300 pounds and approached 400 pounds lost weight to only about 100 pounds because of a fierce battle for seven days and seven nights.
The story is enough to tell for three days and three nights, and write eighty-one volumes.
This was the fiercest battle Fat Cow had ever encountered, and it was a battle of the ages, and he had encountered one of the most terrible enemies, one that he was a little inferior to at the time!
It is also this battle that made the fat cow break and stand up, a great achievement, and laid the prestige of "fat cow"!
As long as it is 800 miles of yellow sand around here, whoever mentions fat cows, who dares to disagree, who dares to disrespect!
Not to mention that he still has a hundred pounds left, even if he dies and only has a pile of bones left, he is still a myth in the desert, the murderer "fat cow"!
When the fat cow saw a man in a strange costume, holding a strong man in his hand, slowly walked into the house, and then threw the strong man aside like garbage, so that this first-class hand in the rivers and lakes broke his neck on a chair, the murderer fat cow did not have much anger in his heart.