A distance of 100 meters is not a long time, and it is over in just a dozen seconds.

When Zhang Cheng stepped on the shore with one foot, most of the island had completely disappeared, the silver lake was gradually falling apart, and a large amount of lake water seemed to be out of control, scattered and splashed in the white world, and the beautiful scene was enough to amaze and move anyone who saw it.

But unfortunately, in this touching image, there is a creature that is extremely disobedient, constantly writhing and whining.

The big eyes in front of the body constantly release messages of despair and pleading.

There is no doubt that this strange fish does not want to die, and it longs to be able to live, even if it is as a tool, a pet kept in captivity around the corpse of the overlord.

It's a pity that Zhang Cheng rejected the other party very coldly, just stood on the shore like that, quietly watching the strange fish's body disappear little by little, no matter how much he pleaded, roared, and struggled.

He had seen too much pain, too much death, too much destruction and killing.

Not to mention an ugly strange fish, even if those who once cared about stood in the way of progress, he would kick it away mercilessly.

After the last mutilation of the strange fish disappeared, Zhang Cheng carried the corpse of only a medium-sized dog in his hand, and slowly returned to the place where he had agreed to meet.

"You...... What are you holding in your hands?!"

The bear monster that was lying on the ground undoubtedly sensed something, and suddenly raised its head and opened its eyes, trembling uncontrollably all over its body.

"This, as you can see, a corpse. Zhang Cheng smiled and shook the loot he was carrying.

"No! you ...... How dare you desecrate the remains of the Overlord?" the bear monster hurriedly retreated, its eyes revealing boundless fear.

"Blasphemy, I didn't expect you to be able to use such advanced words by now, and I feel very relieved as the host. Don't worry, it's just a corpse, no matter how powerful it was in life, it's nothing more than a lifeless corpse now. Next, I have to find a safe place to stay for a while, do you have any good recommendations?"

Zhang Cheng asked, creating a large backpack and stuffing the corpse into it and carrying it behind his back.

What research requires is quiet and undisturbed.

In a world where accidents can happen at any time, finding such a place is not easy.

Because all living beings have an innate gift, or instinct, to perceive how many other beings besides themselves are at a distance.

So no matter where you hide, you can't avoid getting into trouble.

"No, no, no, you madman, I'm leaving, you're too dangerous. ”

The bear monster's reaction seemed to be quite intense, and after struggling for a moment, it immediately turned and ran, and escaped from sight in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this "pet" that had almost recovered its original size escape, Zhang Cheng neither stopped nor chased it, but just smiled and shrugged his shoulders and sighed: "What a coward." Well, as a reward for bringing me to this place, I won't kill you. Now, where should I go to find a safe place to do my research? ”

......

Just when Zhang Cheng was pondering with valuable experimental materials, in another unknown corner, Gru, who had abandoned everything, also reinvented himself in the spiritual world.

Since it was the first time to arrive, it was full of curiosity and surprise about this white world.

It didn't take long for it to try to build a small piece of its own home field, and even created countless metal beetles that were exactly like the physical world.

Trying, understanding, constructing, creating, it is not too difficult for the master who once held the supreme truth of the material universe to adapt to the spiritual world.

The real difficulty lies in letting go of the past, the power that once existed, and the near-immortal life.

Gru had already taken the first step bravely, so he quickly mastered the second step.

On top of that, he found the remnants of several neutral faction masters not far from him, and he also knew that these guys were probably more than lucky.

Out of an unknown mind, he carefully picked up these remaining things, and was about to take them away, when a black shadow suddenly emerged from the ground, and asked in a voice full of surprise, "Gru?! Are you the Chaos Master Gru?"

"That's right, it's me, you're ......"

Looking at the other party's vague figure, Gru felt a hint of familiarity.

"It's me!Mot of the Ring of Neutrality. The dark shadow slowly revealed its true form.

He had no feet, no legs, not even a body and torso, just black spiritual power that permeated the surroundings.

"How did you get to be like this, what happened?" Gru's tone was full of curiosity.

The black shadow, who called himself Mote, shook his head with a wry smile: "Alas, don't mention it, we were careless, to be precise, we underestimated the madness of that guy." Now in the entire ring of neutrality, I am the only one left alive, and it is this ugly and inferior posture. ”

"Did he really kill ten of you by himself?!"

"Yes, despite the unconventional means, I have to admit that we failed, very completely. ”

"Then what do you look like now......"

"I hesitated! I didn't abandon my identity as the master in the first place, and as a result, there was a little problem in the process of transformation. This blackness is a manifestation of being cursed and rejected by the spiritual world. Imagine what it's like to be excluded from the whole world, and you'll understand where I'm now. Mott explained with a bitter face.

Gru nodded thoughtfully: "I see...... He opens the doors of the spiritual world and exposes all of you to the onslaught of spiritual power. So what's next for you?"

"What else can I do for a person who is cursed by the world, find a way to live first. If we could, I think we could put aside the unpleasantness of the past for a while and choose to join forces. Anyway, we're all from the physical universe and are the supreme masters of that world, aren't we?"

As he spoke, Mott took the initiative to stretch out a vague black arm.

"I'm sorry, I need a little time to think about it. ”

But Gru was visibly cautious, staring warily at the black hand, refusing to let the other man touch him.

His keen sixth sense made him realize that that hand was probably very dangerous, and that something very bad would happen if he touched it.