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Wukong took the holographic game helmet in his hand and said to the empty room.

He is neither tall nor short, his face is not round or flat, his eyes are not big or small, his eyebrows are not sparse or dense, his nose is not straight or lying down, his lips are not thin or thick, he is simply an ordinary person who can never be found again if he is thrown into the crowd. Wearing a pair of half-covered armor that can only cover his chest and back, waist and hips, he shows off his perfect body comparable to that of a bodybuilding star.

"Yes!" A voice came from the empty room.

Ah Qi is a growthable intelligence program designed by him, and now the main program is running in the powerful armor that has been implanted in his body, and those electronic chips based on nanotechnology.

Speaking of which, he is now considered a human being in two lifetimes!

In the first life, he was a gentleman, a casual person, and an intellectual, but later he died of a strange disease that was inexplicable. At the moment when he didn't want to die, an unknown power took his soul through and entered the body of another person who had just died at the same time.

This person who just died is Goku. Not only is the appearance incomparable to his first life, but he is still born with dementia, and Goku is still a random name in the game. But he was born with divine power and physical strength, and his body was much better than his lack of exercise in his first life, so he was at ease with what he encountered, and lived a leisurely life in his second life under the name of Wukong.

I didn't want to accidentally find out that I was killed in my previous life, so I began to plan carefully, and I also invented Ah Qi for this purpose, and finally had to take revenge. Now he is tasting the fruits of victory, and in his secret base, an underground space two kilometers underground, he is preparing to play a game called "Fight for Fame" with Ah Qi.

He was so happy that he didn't realize that there were two more fish in this underground space!

an eye with a pure black body and a pure white eye; A pure white body and pure black eyes. The two fish looked as if they had been wounded, their phosphorus sheets were in tatters, and their tails were dragging behind like torn rags, and they looked like smart tails. They coiled around each other and chased each other up and down behind Goku, occasionally touching his strong armor with their heads.

Goku, wearing a helmet, chooses to enter the game, and just as he enters the game, the two fish seem to glance at each other and spin end to end...... A huge suction force was generated in the space, and between breaths, the two fish wrapped the entire underground space and everything in it and disappeared into Wukong's head, and finally even Wukong disappeared!

……

A large, concave wall-like thing floated silently in the void, dotted with holes of various sizes, each with inexplicable words written in unknown characters. From time to time, a cloud of light floated out of it, as big as a bucket, or as small as a bean; red, green, bright, or bright; There are human forms, animal shapes, grass and tree shapes...... These rays of light drifted aimlessly in the direction away from the entrance of the cave, and after drifting dozens of feet away, they slowly converged as if they were attracted by something, and slowly drifted towards a certain point in the void like the Milky Way.

A group of figures dressed in cyan plackets, large-sleeved dresses, and wearing black gauze lined up on either side of the light. At a closer look, the figures are all blue-faced fangs, eyes like copper bells, bearded gills, as if carved out of a mold, but if you look closely, there is a slight difference in the color of the green face and the length of the fangs pressed against the corners of the lips.

Each figure held a book-like object in his left hand and a large brush in his right hand. The shaft was as thick as a child's arm, and the dark bristles of unknown origin exuded a misty air of death. Every time a ray of light passed in front of them, they would draw a line on the thin sheet in their hands, their expressions indifferent, except for the monotonous rustle of the pages that were turned by some unknown force.

On the cover of the gray book was written a word with a strange stroke, exuding a hint of black gas, full of the smell of death. Every time the figure is drawn, the color of the brush will be lighter, and the color of the cover and the text will be darker and thicker at the same time, and gradually the dead air of the brush in the hand of the figure is getting lighter and lighter, while the dead air on the book is getting stronger and stronger, and even the strokes of the cover text seem to be slowly changing.

Every time the bristles turn pure white, the last page of the book will be turned just right, and the text on the cover will become a completely different text, which seems to have an inexplicable connection with the original appearance.

As soon as the figure's hands loosened seemingly casually, the books and brushes that were put together would be stacked on top of each other and drift away into the distance with a cloud of light. Then, with a quick grasp of it, another identical book and brush will reappear in his hand, while the figure will watch intently at the light that keeps drifting in front of him, doing the same work repeatedly.

Looking at the clouds of light that slowly floated like the Milky Way, I saw a river in the distance that was purer than the void, black than nothingness, lying across the void, vast and not knowing hundreds of thousands of miles, but there was surging power in the quiet. I don't know where it comes from, I don't know where it is going, it seems that flow is all the meaning of its existence.

A glittering gray arch bridge towered over the river, and the clouds of light seemed to be attracted by the power of the inexplicable, and they walked along the bridge deck, just like the river below the bridge, just floating quietly forward. On one side of the bridge, there is a huge wok, on which the lines are simply embossed with all kinds of creatures, and a thin steam lingers on the wok.

A woman with crane hair and a young face and a short skirt stood there, holding a long-handled jade spoon in her right hand, constantly scooping out the fragrant tea juice from the wok, and sprinkling it on the wafting clouds. After the tea juice is spilled from the jade spoon, it becomes a crystalline, and it floats towards a ball of light without hurrying, and the crystal and the light are blended together as soon as they come into contact, there is no sound, there is no barrier, it seems to be the same body.

Farther away, dozens of bookcases loomed in the gray mist, and behind them sat a tall figure. The portrait was similar to the men on either side of the light, except that the face was whiter, the fangs were shorter, and the figure was much taller, and the face was full of majesty.

The color of his clothing changed to green, and there were more patterns of clouds, and an unknown animal appeared in the clouds, its four claws fluttering, and its eyes widened with rage. The wings of the black gauze hat are also wider and longer. The light that left the bridge and the accompanying pens slowly split into dozens of strands, drifting towards different bookcases.

The pen slowly fell in front of the bookcase, the figure sitting behind the desk reached out with his right hand to hold the brush, and slowly opened the book with his left hand, and the cold and stiff voice sounded one after another in the void:

"There is no life, the way of the world, Chen Shengnian, he is lazy by nature, unfilial piety, and sentenced to three hundred years of the second temple bronze axe small hell......"

"Miaoshu Realm, Demon Spirit Dao, no flowers, do great goodness against the heavens, have merit and faults, send the first palace to King Qin Guang for judgment......"

"Tianwu Realm, Shura Dao, Alikus, bloodthirsty and murderous, slaughtering living beings, first sentenced the ninth hall to 3,650 years of grinding heart hell......"

As the voice sounded, a figure with a single horn, a naked upper body, and a short coat and pants flew out of the fog, grabbed the light in front of the bookcase and flew away. And as the brush continues to draw on the book, a verdant color gradually crawls all over the strokes.

Suddenly, a different light floated out of a cavern, this light was no different from the other light clusters in appearance, but the eyes of the humanoid phantom inside were open! After looking around, the eyes full of light suddenly shot out in one direction like a meteor.

"Humph!" A cold snort rang out from the void.

A huge palm appeared in the air, the middle finger and thumb interlocked, like a Buddha holding a flower, and the cloud flicked into the void lightly.

"Bang!" "Ah......h

The light exploded with a miserable cry, turning into a little light and diffusing into nothingness. The huge palm that had done all this disappeared into nothingness as it did when it came out. A figure standing on the edge of the light made heavy strokes on the book with his pen and continued his almost mechanical, repetitive movements.

At this moment, two strange fish appeared inexplicably in this void like that huge palm!

A soul fire appeared in the middle of the two fish shapes that were ringed with each other, gray, darker than even the darkest light in this space, and smaller than even the smallest light. The giant hand in the void reappeared, unchanging and firmly bent its fingers.

"Let him be!"

At this moment, a male and female indistinguishable voice sounded plainly and quietly, and the giant hand heard the sound for a moment, and disappeared into nothingness in an instant.

The two fish grew bigger and faster, and they looked like they were about to merge together, and a huge suction power emanated from them, and the whining sound grew louder and louder from nothing!

There seemed to be something in the void that was attracted by the two fish and flew towards the soul fire in it, and the surrounding void actually became a little more transparent, revealing a figure sitting cross-legged in the void.

I saw that he put the flower in his left hand on his lap, and put the flower in his right hand on his chest, the treasure was solemn, and his sitting expression was not like a monk sitting in the temple. But it is a soap collar and a green placket, a white gauze in the middle, a dragon and a phoenix, red socks and a red chest, and a black watch and nine crowns on his head - it is actually an imperial dress.

And the little soul fire between the two fish grew bigger and more solid, and finally turned into a strange creature—the closed eyes, the straight nose, and the closed lips...... The whole of our facial features tells us that this creature is human. But this head is too big! Completely disproportionate to the skinny body and limbs, it is like putting the head of a tiger on the body of a cat.

At this time, the two fish seemed to be arrogant, and finally began to gradually become smaller, but the suction power increased faster and more violently. The imperial-like figure could no longer sit still, rolled up the sleeves of his robe, collected the light and the man with the pen in his sleeve, and stepped out to the other side of the river.

Eventually, the two fish disappeared into the monster's body!

At this moment, a pair of eyes that almost spanned the entire void slowly opened, and a dozen golden rays of light and a few wisps of orange light flew towards the big-headed monster, and at the same time, a string of golden words also flew from the other side of the river, and the golden and orange rays sank into the big-headed monster's body together.

The moment Pisces and the light entered the body, a painful expression appeared on the face of the big-headed monster. His eyes were closed, his brows were deeply locked, his body and limbs were twitching as he continued to twitch, becoming thicker and thicker like a balloon, and the bones in his body made a harsh sound that was particularly harsh in the void. It didn't take long for his overall proportions to finally harmonize, and he became the size of a newborn human baby, and his complexion calmed down.

"Send it to the Hongyuan Realm."

The indistinguishable voice in the void spoke again, and the eyes that spanned the void slowly closed. The void had become hazy again, but it had faded a lot, and it was running in an orderly manner as it had been since the immeasurable eons of eternity.