Although it was already evening, Zhao Ya did not delay the trip. Ｘ

Teleported one after another, directly across the Pacific Ocean, heading towards the realm of the other two True God Remnants.

Because the teleportation technique has become more and more proficient, each time teleporting hundreds of kilometers, the interval is only a few minutes, an hour later, Zhao Ya arrived on the west coast of the United States, and the sky has changed from dusk to afternoon.

This illusion of time and space, which exceeds the speed of the earth's rotation by virtue of teleportation, made Zhao Ya have a new feeling of time and space.

"It's another way of crossing." Zhao Ya glanced at the sun at about three o'clock in the afternoon and teleported again.

Two remnants of the true gods in the United States, on the West Coast and the East Coast. According to the world map and the approximate location of the senses, Zhao Ya judged that the one on the West Coast was near Los Angeles.

He has long heard of Zhao Ya in Los Angeles, but in the experience of the third life, he has never been there, and he has only seen a scaly claw from Hollywood blockbusters.

However, Zhao Ya did not have much interest in traveling to the second largest city in the United States, and after three teleportations in a row, she came to the vicinity of the target.

This is a street-side double-storey bar in the suburbs, maybe the true god remnant didn't know that Zhao Ya was coming to him, in such a noisy place, it was not a good place to meet.

Walking to the door of the bar, Zhao Ya's spiritual power shrouded the past, and he sensed that there were thirty-seven people inside, and the true god remnant was mixed in with it, drunk and dying.

After a slight hesitation, Zhao Ya pushed open the door of the bar and walked in.

The smell of alcohol was mixed with loud music, and in the dim light inside, a group of young men and women were writhing wildly.

At this moment, it is about a quarter past three in Los Angeles time, which should be the time for work, but these young people who have wasted their lives are partying in the bar.

Although Zhao Ya doesn't like this, everyone has the freedom to choose their own life, and they indulge in relaxation, which is just their choice.

"Wow, chick, it's just in time, have a drink with my brother." A strong black man near the door, when he saw Zhao Ya pushing the door in, he immediately came over with a smell of alcohol.

"Bang!" Before the black man could get to Zhao Ya, he fell to the ground and fell unconscious like drunk.

Zhao Ya ignored it and walked straight towards the middle-aged Asian man sitting in the middle of the bar.

Many people looked at Zhao Ya curiously, and the men and women who had already adapted to the dim light were shocked by Zhao Ya's appearance and figure, and the frequency of their involuntary body writhing decreased.

But just as they tried to speak, they felt dizzy, and then they fell to the ground and passed out.

The Asian man in the center, seeing the originally noisy bar stage, fell to the ground and was the only one left, couldn't help but smile bitterly, and greeted Zhao Ya: "Teacher Xiaoya, why are you here." ”

"You should know I'm coming, it's a pleasure to be here?" Zhao Ya looked at the Asian man, dressed in a hippie outfit, with capable eyes under short hair, if it weren't for the obvious Asian face, from the back, he would be completely the same as the people here.

"Teacher Xiaoya, I do know that you are coming, but I don't know what awaits me, so I ......" The man is very well maintained, and he looks like he is only about thirty years old, but Zhao Ya knows the actual age of his body, at least in his forties.

"Tell us about yourself." Zhao Ya didn't want to hear any reason, every True God Remnant had their own choice, whether it was Ge Jun who cultivated, or Song Shuxuan who didn't want to think that he had seen through the red dust, but was unwilling to leave this world, and Fujiwara Fukuzawa who wanted to return to the two-dimensional world, before meeting them, Zhao Ya didn't know how they chose and what kind of life they had.

And this true god remnant who has avoided him, Zhao Ya doesn't feel strange, and she doesn't bother to know what he thinks, she just came to make a mark and leave a space-time mark on him, if he doesn't want to return to the original world, then Zhao Ya has nothing to do with him.

"Teacher Xiaoya, my name is Duolun, and I have a hard time avoiding you."

"I know you're in trouble, give you ten minutes to talk about it, and then I'm going to leave with a space-time mark." Zhao Ya glanced at the unconscious men and women on the ground, and then her eyes fell on the speaker that was still emitting noisy music, and the harsh music came to an abrupt end.

"I'd better tell you who I was in my previous life." Duolun looked at Zhao Ya and sighed lightly, "I was a person in the early Qing Dynasty, and my whole family was beheaded because of the literary prison, leaving me as a lone seedling, I have always wanted to oppose the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty, but unfortunately I didn't succeed in the end, and I was brought to this world by the true god before I died......"

"Doron is the name of your world?" Zhao Ya asked.

"Yes, everything in my previous life, I want to forget, but unfortunately I can't, and I'm worried that you will take me back, that world is too cruel, I don't want to go back." Duolun lowered his head, obviously unwilling to remember the past.

"I understand, you don't have to go back, you can live in this world." Zhao Ya said lightly, leaving an imprint directly in Duolun's mind, and then drifted away.

At this moment, Zhao Ya already understood why Duolun wanted to avoid him, in fact, whether it was Song Shuxuan in the Republic of China or Duolun in the late Ming and early Qing Dynasties, they had all experienced a period of cruel changes, and they were full of fear and disgust for the original world, so it was not surprising that they didn't want to go back.

As for Ge Jun during the Tang Dynasty, as well as Fujiwara Fukuzawa in the Chess Soul World, it is natural that they miss their hometown, and that is where they belong.

Zhao Ya didn't have much emotion, in Duolun's memory, Zhao Ya knew the greatest chess player in the early Qing Dynasty, Huang Longshi.

This super national player, who is three years older than Kangxi, is undoubtedly the most dazzling pearl in the world of Go, and with Duolun's memory fragments, Zhao Ya speculated that Huang Longshi's chess strength is close to sitting down, which can be said to have reached the peak state of human intelligence.

"This Huanglongshi is worth looking forward to." Zhao Ya had great respect for Huang Longshi's chess scores in his previous two lives, and this great player with super computing power disappeared before he was forty years old, and it seems that he died of illness, but his chess power is undoubtedly recognized as the most powerful.

Without much delay, Zhao Ya began to teleport across the United States, heading towards the next True God Remnant target on the East Coast.

Because it was the first time she came to the United States, Zhao Ya was still quite curious, and every time she teleported, she carefully looked at the surrounding environment.

In the vast and sparsely populated United States, except for densely populated large cities, many areas are wilderness, lakes and jungles, and sometimes a highway driving hundreds of kilometers is uninhabited.

But this is not a problem at all for Zhao Ya, who can cross the Pacific Ocean.

Half an hour to the east coast of the United States, according to the induction, the location of the true god remnant is a small town of Plymouth.

This harbor town, with a total population of less than 100,000, Zhao Ya also learned the name of this place from the Baidu map, and it is said that it is also the origin of Thanksgiving.

But Zhao Ya came here to find people, not tourists, and didn't have the time to study the history, culture and humanistic feelings here.