"But if it's only ten years, will these people become so social just because of this advanced city?"

"It wasn't supposed to be this way." Seth's face darkened strangely when he heard such a question. It's only a matter of time before it's weird, shouldn't it be like this, could it be that Seth's ideal city should be very different from what it is now?

"The aborigines of Lingcheng are full of gratitude to the Spirit King, no, that's not just gratitude, that's respect, it's reverence, the Spirit King shouldn't be their king, she should be their god."

"Yes, is that so?" Although he was full of doubts about Seth's words, looking at the way the other party's pupils glowed, Zongtian naturally didn't dare to say anything disobedient at this time.

"That's how it should be." With such words, Seth seemed to regain some of his senses, "until the arrival of those strangers." ”

"Outlander?" Although he knew that the foreigner in Seth's mouth was not what he was talking about, Zongtian still couldn't help but put such a name on his head.

"Yes, the Outlanders, a bunch of vile wanderers."

Despicable? This time, Zongtian didn't dare to answer, as if if he did that, he would be led to Seth's anger on himself.

"Please don't doubt that it is because of nature that they will be expelled from other settlements, and then they will be taken in by the kindness of the Spirit King, but such good deeds do not seem to be rewarded with good rewards." Sincere words, coupled with a slight bow, "Please don't put these words on yourself, I think it's more appropriate to say that you are an alien than a foreigner." ”

"How so? But the alien argument is quite interesting. The duplicitous words blurted out directly, but I don't know whether Zongtian at this time is because of a weak heart or something else.

"If you think it's interesting, but allow me to continue with what I just said."

After a slight nod from Zongtian, Seth began to talk about the reasons that made him angry. After the Spirit King took in these homeless people, although they were also grateful, their true nature was exposed in the comfortable days. Because of their wandering, they had seen a lot, and this did not make them better, but they gradually became the unstable elements of the city. All sorts of demagoguery began to spread through the city, and their purpose was only to get more.

Some of the generals listened to Seth's words with suspicion, and couldn't help but doubt their previous judgment, and asked Seth if it was really the best choice?

"He should be right, it's probably just subjective." Just after Zongtian sent Seth away, he was ready to think about it, but such a voice startled him.

"Old Yang! Why are you surprised? As soon as Zongtian turned around, he saw Yang Ling standing behind him.

"It's not that I'm surprised, it's that you have a bad memory, right?"

"Why do I have a bad memory?"

"Because I've been behind you all along, but judging by your reaction just now, you must have forgotten about it, right?"

Hearing such words, Zongtian really reflected on it, and it seemed that his previous self had indeed invited Yang Ling to investigate this matter together.

"So what do we do now?" After understanding such a thing, Zong Tian naturally didn't want to focus on the big and small fright.

"What else can I do? Leave it to fate. However, Yang Ling's irresponsible words seemed to have a bad effect on discouragement.

"Since it's fate, why don't we go out and go around, so that fate can guide us, right?" However, Zongtian naturally wouldn't give up something because of this, and hearing his words, Yang Ling just spread his hands indifferently.

Without the arrangement of others, and without the exaggerated carriage, it was rare for Zong Tian to walk on the streets of Lingcheng in a state of complete relaxation. Just like Zongtian felt before, Lingcheng had many shadows of the real world, but the difference between people and souls was like a chasm that separated Zongtian from the city, so he was still just a wanderer at this time.

At this time, it was already evening, but there was no congestion on the roads in Lingcheng. Although people here also work, not having to eat completely improves the problem of rush hour. Also, because there is no need for food, the shops located next to the road are all things that have nothing to do with eating, and the strange name also aroused Zongtian's interest. Since you are a stranger, it seems that there is no need to deliberately not enjoy the fun of travel.

Just following his own feelings, Zongtian approached a shop called Atmosphere, although it was not clear what kind of store it would be, but the strange strangeness seemed to be a good choice for Zongtian to relax.

"Welcome, welcome." Although he was greeted warmly as soon as he entered, his mind was already attracted by the variety of shops. On the walls of the store, there are rows of bizarre shelves, delicate and uniform, that they reach the ceiling like a copy and paste. There are all kinds of bottles on the shelves, each bottle has a small capacity, and the different shapes also make Zongtian dazzled and unsuspecting at the same time, even the clerk here should have the wrong situation.

"Can you please introduce me?" Since it was a store that he didn't know at all, Zongtian had no choice but to say such a general sentence.

"Guest, are you here for the first time?" It was only at this time that Zongtian noticed that the clerk who received them was a young woman with a good face, and her mouth was full of playful taste for the first time, at least at this time, Zongtian did not feel any contempt at all.

"yes." Since it is a fact, Zongtian naturally has no need to hide it, and although he is resting, Zongtian still has the desire to inquire about some news at this time.

"We sell smells, and that's the most avant-garde thing to enjoy these days."

"Smell?" These words seemed to be asking the clerk, but Zong Tian's eyes couldn't help but look at Yang Ling, but in the face of Zong Tian's puzzled gaze, Yang Ling seemed to turn a deaf ear. But since Yang Ling won't feel strange, then taste should also be a feeling that the soul has, and although he can't eat, the soul that may have taste will also have it, right?

"Yes, it's the smell." The clerk smiled slightly, "Our scent will give guests a unique experience, from the most basic mood, to a picture, and even some high-end flavors will make you experience a dream." ”

"Oh? Could it have such an effect? Originally, Zongtian was just a little curious about the name of the store, but the introduction of the clerk really made him a little interested.

"Yes, and as a first-time customer, we also have a first acquaintance experience for you, would you like to try it?" Looking at the clerk's warm smile, Zongtian seemed to be a little infected, and for such a request, Zongtian naturally nodded.

So under the gaze of Zongtian, the clerk, after giving a slight salute, took out a small bottle from his pocket that resembled the one on the shelf. At such a close distance, Zongtian naturally noticed that the bottle was empty, but even so, the clerk made a light splashing motion.

Although Zongtian at this time is a little strange, since it is empty, it is naturally unnecessary to dodge anything, and in such doubts, a fresh smell wafts past Zongtian's side. The smell was like warm sun, and it was like the soil after the rain, but it eventually turned into a warm emotion and melted into Zongtian's body.

Although the smell goes quickly, the mood will not dissipate quickly, and at this time, Zongtian unconsciously closes his eyes to taste the peace that makes the body and mind happy.

I don't know how long it took, but he opened his eyes with some reluctance, and the clerk's smiling face just waited for him quietly.

"How do you feel about the guest?"

"It's an amazing taste indeed." Although it is a little indescribable, Zongtian is really a little intoxicated.

"Your friend may not like it very much, though."

Hearing such words, Zong Tian couldn't help but look behind him, and at this time, Yang Ling's face was still just that plain appearance.

"Didn't smell it?"

"Smell something?"

"Smell, calm?" It seems that even Zongtian himself felt a little confused by this blurted out description.

"I only smell a faint scent."

"Then you still ask?!"

"I just want to know what you're intoxicated with."