In the blink of an eye, the trip to Bern, Switzerland, was coming to an end, and the people of the convoy of gods embarked on a journey home.

Because of the dazzling performance of the ERC Media Open Day event, before Mo Shu and others stepped into the airport security check, they actually found a large number of fans gathered at the entrance to see them off.

As far as the eye can see, all of them are Western faces, which is undoubtedly a very exciting thing.

Mo Shu vaguely remembers that he once read an article on the Internet, published by a netizen who has immigrated to Switzerland for many years, and described some details in great detail, which was used to prove to everyone that the Swiss are a "wonderful" group that is old-fashioned and cute, punctual to harsh, and meticulous and rigorous in planning than the Germans.

In the eyes of many people in this group, most of the time right and wrong are clear, and liking or disliking is even more straightforward.

So, having a lot of fans in Switzerland is definitely a good sign for the Gods team.

The slogans played by Swiss fans are also very Swiss-style.

"God Convoy, I will travel to your Huaxia on September 17 of the next year, and I hope to meet again then!"

"Mo Shu, I am impressed by your amazing result of 1 minute and 49 seconds 94203160655, I love you!"

"Swiss airlines are sometimes delayed by one and a half minutes, please stay calm!"

"Gods of the Convoy of Gods, my mom is already a fan of yours, but she's been planning to do laundry at home today since 5 days ago, so I'm sorry I can't come to deliver it to you! - Aunt Suzanne's son. ”

Seeing these farewell banners, everyone couldn't help but sigh, no wonder Swiss watches are so famous.

Mo Shu's heart began to yearn that there were already so many fans in Switzerland, if he returned to Nanshan......

Crazy fans, the shouts of the mountains and tsunamis, and the security guards lining up on the human wall, these star-level treatments that can only be seen on the Internet will one day be staged on their god convoy.

However, when they got off the plane and walked to the exit of Nanshan International Airport, there was no welcome ceremony in the hall except for the various people who pick up the airport every day, which made Mo Shu's heart feel a lot cold.

It seems that motorsports is still quite niche in China, Mo Shu lamented.

Wang Yu and Wang Qing walked in front of the team with the luggage cart, Geng Hua followed Wang Qing closely behind, and Mo Shu led Wang Yining to rub at the end of the team, looking extremely lost.

When the group walked slowly to the exit of the T3 terminal of the international airport, three team technicians who stayed in China ran up to them, their foreheads were covered with sweat, and they looked a little nervous.

"Mr. Wang, you stop first, and the whole team will go first." A hurried technician called the group to a halt.

"Mo God! Mo God! Hurry up, you're at the front of the line! The other technician kept calling out to Mo Shu.

"What? Someone to greet you? Got the media coming? Mo Shu suddenly raised his interest, and Wang Yining frowned dissatisfiedly, when did this guy become "crazy"!

"Hehe, yes, so pay attention to the overall image of the team." The technician replied with a smile.

"Are there too many people? Are there many journalists? Mo Shu couldn't help but inquire.

"Uh..." The technician was about to speak, but Wang Yining interrupted: "Mo Shu, why did you become so utilitarian?" ”

“... I'm just, I've been a little unconfident lately. Mo Shu said shyly.

"Confidence, self-confidence, comes from oneself, relying on fans and the media to give it is not called self-confidence!" Wang Yining educated Mo Shu.

"I understand, I understand, no one is perfect, it's inevitable." and Wang Yining, Mo Shu has never been hard-mouthed, not to mention that what people say does have some truth.

"Miss Wang, don't educate Mo Shen, our new team has just been established, and some encouragement from the outside world is not a good thing, don't you say?" The technician took the luggage cart in Wang Yining's hand and played a round while walking.

Mo Shu hurriedly squeezed his eyes at the technician, and said in his heart: Good brother!!

"Gods...... Deities ......"

It seemed that some people were shouting their names, and Mo Shu's eyes lit up and he listened.

"Gods, gods."

The closer you get to the exit of the terminal, the clearer the sound becomes.

It sounds like a lot of people, Mo Shu squeezed Wang Yining with his elbow, reminding the eldest lady to pay attention to her expression for a while.

Wang Yining snorted coldly, completely "Miss Ben is so cold" expression.

Getting closer and closer to the exit, Mo Shu found that many of the staff in the airport hall had put down their work and nodded at them.

The passengers who were traveling on the side but originally ignored their fellow passengers, and then they couldn't help but start to look sideways, they felt that this group of people would be stars?

Wang Yu and Wang Qing were still at the front of the group, because it was getting late, and they were very unsure whether what they saw through the glass door was a crowd of human heads, or if the wind was blowing the trees.

When the automatic doors of the terminal are opened...

I'll it!

Is this the crowd that welcomes them home?

This is clearly a vast ocean!

Deafening!

Thousands of fans are chanting their names!

"Gods!"

"Gods!"

"Gods!"

"Gods!"

Except for these two words, no one can hear anything anymore!

Mo Shu and the others were stunned, what is the situation? Dreaming?

As soon as a few people appeared, the blinding flashing lights shook the darkening sky to the point of day.

All the major media in Nanshan City were all present, and the long guns and short guns showed their powers, and the reporters alone stood in two large rows.

Isn't this the star treatment that Mo Shu looked forward to before taking off? To be honest, he himself is thinking about who doesn't have a little illusion in life.

When this moment really came, Mo Shu couldn't laugh anymore, what kind of feeling it was that he really couldn't say, a little tragic in joy, a little emotional in tragedy, and a little worry in addition to emotion, and his heart was full of affection after worrying.

The five flavors are mixed and indescribable.

But the most difficult thing for him to figure out was what kind of upheaval had happened in the country, and why the convoy of gods was able to make such huge waves in a short period of time.

"Mo Shu, look!" Wang Yu excitedly pointed to the center of the crowd.

Following Wang Yu's fingers, Mo Shu saw a familiar and somewhat unfamiliar face, which was the reason for the huge waves.

"Ruth Rhine!" Mo Shu couldn't help but shout, and rushed towards the crowd with one arrow step, and the fanatical hugs of fans couldn't stop him from moving forward.

Mo Shu wanted to give Ruth Rhine a big hug, but he was shocked to remember that the other party might still have injuries from the last accident.

He froze in front of Ruth Rhein for a full three seconds, his eyes rounded, looking up and down in an effort to judge.

Ruth Rhine showed a long-lost smile, stretched out his arms and moved his wrist towards Mo Shu.

The smile of the mystery floated again, and Mo Shu's shoulder was suddenly grabbed by a strong force, which was a greeting from the Six Realms Heavenly Venerable.