Silent night, the office of the Spring and Autumn Special Operations Group in Jiangning Province. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Although it was close to midnight, the office was still brightly lit.

Just a few hours ago, they received a call for help from an international friend.

A superpower war broke out in Tamagawa City, resulting in the death of five foreign superpowers.

This is no longer a simple vicious accident, and may even cause international disputes, and Xiao Rang, director of the office, attaches great importance to it.

On the one hand, they began to investigate the files of the superpowers in Tamagawa and the surrounding cities, and on the other hand, they began to send men to Tamagawa to reinforce and deal with the second superpower war that could break out at any time.

"Xiao Zhang, has the satellite permission been approved?" Xiao Rang held a cigarette between his fingers, but did not light it.

"Xiao, it has been approved, and fixed-point monitoring is being carried out around Yuchuan"

"Okay, how long will it take for a group or three groups to arrive at the scene?"

"Half an hour is expected...... Have you been in contact with the survivors, do you want to make a call?"

"Connected to the phone...... Go and call Xiaoru and ask her to translate. ”

The Third People's Hospital of Yuchuan.

After the surgeon treats the wound on her arm, Monica seems to be in some kind of fugue and looks like she is slumped.

Even when the members of the action team routinely questioned her, Monica didn't mean to say anything.

She only sought help from the outside world, but she remained silent.

It seems that after this great battle, the death of her companion cast a huge shadow on her.

"Our commissioner needs to talk to you," the young man shoved a special satellite phone into Monica's hand.

"Vous-voulez-aider (you need help)?" said a French accent with a London accent from the satellite phone.

Monica stared blankly at the satellite phone, muttering words but not making any sounds.

"Her vocal cords seem to be in trouble," the young man said in Chinese to his colleague on the other end of the satellite phone.

"He's a devil," Monica suddenly said something not quite standard in Chinese.

"Quit (who is he)?"

"Forgive me for not being able to name him" Monica remembered Fang Cheng's methods, and she was a little scared, afraid that he would kill herself.

For that man, her life was as fragile as paper.

"L'autre-une-seule-personne (there is only one person on the other side)?"

"Yes, he's alone...... We were staying in the hotel and a gust of wind blew in, and then my companions died. Monica's body trembled slightly, and she remembered the scene at that time, and she was still a little afraid.

"L'utilisation-des-capacités-du・vent?"

"I'm not sure...... The room was airtight"

"Then what can you tell us?" The woman on the other side of the satellite phone was a little impatient and spoke Chinese directly.

Since this Frenchman has applied for foreign aid, "Spring and Autumn" is obliged to provide reasonable assistance in order to show the demeanor of a great country.

But no one in the office thought that this Frenchman would have a shadow because of the death of her companion, and she did not dare to reveal the slightest information about the prisoner.

The population of the entire Yuchuan is close to one million, and there is a vast sea of people, and finding him is no less than looking for a needle in a haystack.

All of a sudden, the follow-up affairs of this super war fell into a predicament.

Everyone subconsciously ignored Fang Cheng, because his level in the file was too high, and he had the feeling that an ICBM was fighting mosquitoes...... And he's best known for traveling through time and space.

……

"Life is so fragile" Fang Cheng returned home, still remembering Monica's frightened expression.

The feeling that the killing brought to Fang Cheng was actually inexplicable excitement and faint joy, as if he was born a demon.

"You're going to get used to it...... If you want to reach the top, you can only step on the bones."

"That's your way, not mine" Fang Cheng had already found that he was becoming more and more assimilated by Chen Yanqing, but he was helpless.

His current style of dealing with the world has gradually lost his basic moral bottom line.

"What's the difference between you and me?" Chen Yanqing laughed at him for pretending to be high.

"You are a demon, and I am a human" Fang Cheng still has joys, sorrows, grievances, and hatreds.

And Chen Yanqing is only left with the pursuit of the Tao. If you don't go crazy, you won't be enlightened.

"The ability you brought me should have a lot of origin," Fang Cheng recalled the details of the previous killing in the hotel.

By compressing the space, he formed a miniature space storm, and the result was obvious, and the details were very perfect.

"That's right, this is the meaning of the Vientiane Sutra...... Do you think this is just a simple exercise?"

Fang Cheng didn't answer, waiting for his answer.

"What is Vientiane? Numbers are imaginary, and images are the same...... In the world, there is no supernatural power that I can't use, this so-called one thought gives birth to ten thousand laws!"

"Your vision, your pattern, limit your ......strength," Chen Yanqing mocked, "You don't know anything about power." ”

"Whether it's the fall of a star or the rebirth of a river system, or Taoism or supernatural powers, everything is nothing more than a change in entropy. ”

"The strongest point of the end of the world is to change time and space, so that you can get close to the speed of light" Chen Yanqing wrote a formula in the void: "Once an object with a non-zero mass approaches the absolute speed of light, the energy tends to be infinite." Even this universe can't compete with a real light-speed fist!"

Fang Cheng was enthusiastic when he heard this, he thought that he had developed the use of superpowers to the limit, but now after listening to Chen Yanqing's words, he found that he was just a frog at the bottom of the well.

"All the earth immortals are ants" Chen Yanqing recalled the various abilities possessed by the earth immortals, and suddenly felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

His mortal enemies are at least four Immortal Immortals!

Once he returns to the Earth Immortal, he must recover his peak cultivation as quickly as possible, otherwise he will just be a lamb to the slaughter, because the Earth Immortal represents the general trend of Huanghuang.

"It's too early to talk about that...... Do you have a way to let the earth enter the Dao Era ahead of schedule?"

Chen Yanqing remained unexpectedly silent, seemingly reluctant to propose that method.

"You really have a way," Fang Cheng thought for a moment.

"The reason why the aura of heaven and earth is depleted is because people's hearts are not ancient and the Taoism is not obvious...... Unless, you are willing to start a world war, clean up the cancer, and recreate the prosperous world of cultivation. Chen Yanqing was naturally reluctant to use this method of killing chickens and taking eggs.

No matter how strong the "Vientiane True Scripture" is, it must have a sufficient base of monks to practice, and without the most important living beings, the time for Chen Yanqing to return to the earth immortal will be correspondingly postponed.

"The promotion of the Vientiane True Scripture still needs to be considered in the long run," Fang Cheng also felt that the road was difficult.

The earth is a pluralistic religion, and in addition to the natural soil for cultivating in China, the Americas and Europe are fertile soil for other faiths, and do not have the conditions for preaching.

The hardest war in the world is nothing more than a struggle of beliefs and ideas.

The people are ignorant, bustling, and going for profit.