Time rewinds to a few minutes ago, just when Lu Wenrui nervously prevented Zhao Mingzhu from saying the name 'Zhang Bao', Zhang Jiao, who had already gone downstairs to the front of the Oasis Hotel, suddenly felt as if someone was calling him.

And the reason why the word 'calling' is used instead of 'shouting' is because the feeling is very strange, neither like what the ear hears, nor like the sensing of the psychic ability.

It seems that for some reason, some kind of rule has been touched, prompting him to have some kind of ineffable connection with a certain creature.

And it seems that he can exert some kind of influence on the existence on the other end of the connection through this mysterious connection.

This situation is somewhat similar to the connection between the disciples of the 'Children of Dawn' and Zhang Jiao when they pray.

It's just that that kind of connection is more aimed at the fantasy realm he has, and the object of this strange connection only points to Zhang Jiao himself.

After awakening the 8 senses, Zhang Jiao knew that he would never have an illusion, and instinctively thought that someone was casting a psychological spell on himself that he didn't know, so he suddenly stopped, and looked left and right with his eyes wandering.

When he stopped, he just got in the way of one of the hotel's automatic doors, blocking the road.

Seeing this, the waiter closest to the automatic door quickly leaned over and asked politely, "Sir, do you need any help?"

Zhang Jiao, who didn't notice anything unusual around him and was about to make some kind of attempt along the mysterious connection, turned around when he heard this, smiled dryly, and said casually: "Ah, no, I'm sorry, I suddenly thought of something just now, I'm sorry." He walked out of the hotel door.

Later, in order not to hinder others and attract attention, he walked all the way to the parking lot of Block A of the Oasis Hotel, got into the car, and then concentrated on it, and then went to communicate the mysterious connection in the dark.

All of a sudden, the connection came to an abrupt halt, and it disappeared without a trace.

"No, what's going on, what does it mean to come and go suddenly!" At the last moment, his instinct suddenly flashed, and Zhang Jiao sensed that the mysterious connection seemed to be the key to opening a new world, and he couldn't help but muttered to himself in a daze.

However, since the opportunity has appeared, as long as it is related to one's luck, even if it is fleeting, it will reappear one day.

He was not a person who was easily frustrated, so he quickly regained his spirits, buried the mysterious connection in his heart, and began to think about how he should behave after he arrived in the Yiyuan army in the future.

The plan was all night.

In the early morning of the next day, as the former speaker of the Kashgar Parliament, the current Yiyuan military brought its own dry food and the Wumao Party's Zhang Jiao, avoiding the swarming reporters and the Kashgar officials who saw the hot news and decided to hold a farewell ceremony temporarily.

Alone, hop on an underground train and rush to a fortified city closest to the front-line reporting location.

At the same time, Zhang Jiao's Taiqing body also took the civil aviation ship that had just been restored, and was about to set foot on the land of Jiangchu Zero District after more than 20 years.

The island country of Nanyang has fallen into his hands unexpectedly quickly and smoothly, and after Zhang Jiao gradually sat on the throne of the **** 'Overseas Son of Heaven', he felt that it was no longer meaningful to continue to work far away from the mainland of the Eastern Continent.

Therefore, on the pretext of praying to the gods to seek a more profound way to ward off evil spirits, he pretended to retreat, but in fact quietly slipped out of the South Seas.

Returning to the homeland of Da Zhou, I plan to feel the changes brought by time.

By the way, find out how those old acquaintances, especially his 'dear mother', are doing now.

After all, although the ontology is still only high-level and extraordinary, Zhang Jiao has actually mastered the power of multiple ordinary legends and battles, and can already plan some things.

The ferry docked at the berth of Shennongjia Haiyuan Port, and he stood on the side of the ship and had a condescending bird's-eye view of the harbor he once came to, feeling a lot of depression.

Many of the dock workers on the shore were gossiping and waiting for work, and most of them looked sad.

However, this was the territory of the younger generation of prominent figures in the Long Court, the third prince of Long.

And the third prince of Long is a mud-painted man, and many top heroes have joined the mysterious organization called the 'Destiny Child Fun Club'.

The status and power are high, and the connections and relationships are also wide, so naturally the industry is also prosperous.

And now, not to mention that Long San has already turned into a pile of white bones, even Long Ting has become yesterday's yellow flower.

There is only a group of remnants of the remnants of the party, who are only high-level minions or reserve talents before, and they are trying to revive under the leadership of seven or eight hundred-year-old 'little girls' like Worm Qianjiu.

In addition, Nanyang, one of its main trading partners, has plummeted economically due to the supernatural catastrophe, and Jiangchu itself has brought many negative impacts to the national disputes with Shanjin and Western Qin in recent years, and the decline of Haiyuan Port is actually reasonable.

But even so, when comparing the scene in front of him with his previous memories, Zhang Jiao couldn't help but sigh a little inexplicably sadly, and thought silently: "History is still very strange, sometimes hundreds of years are like a night, and sometimes twenty or thirty years are vicissitudes. ”

It's just that it is unknown whether this emotion is aimed at this Haiyuan Port, or the entire Jiangchu Guoyang, or the Great Zhou or even the Eastern Continent.

And he was sad and sad here, but the crew who was on duty to clean the deck there was a little nervous, and while leaning on the ground, he came to Zhang Jiao's back and reminded: "Sir, the ship has been docked for a while, you can get off the ship." ”

"Ah, thanks, I'll go. Zhang Jiao came back to his senses and nodded, and strolled off the boat.

As a result, as soon as he set foot on his homeland, a broker came over and asked, "Sir, you are from Nanyang, do you have any care?"

I've been squatting in Haiyuan Port for more than 10 years, and I'm very familiar with people, whether it's selling or buying goods, there's nothing that is not clear..."

"I'm sorry, I'm here to travel, not to do business. Zhang Jiao smiled and interjected.

Traveling to Zone Zero is either a madman or an explorer, of course, these two kinds of people can't think of much in the eyes of the general public, and they can be equated.

The broker choked up and smiled dryly, and then said, "Mr. is really elegant and leisurely."

Then you swim slowly, swim slowly. I just want to leave.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Jiao said again: "But although there is no business to do, there is also a lack of a guide, if you can tell me about the changes in the world in Shennongjia over the years, tips are also indispensable." ”

The old and slick broker was stunned when he heard this, and said very honestly: "Sir, I'm just a small person, but I don't know what secret things I know, all I remember is the news on the 'flying newspaper' and the side of the road." ”

Obviously, I know that the money of the guy who dares to treat the zero area as a scenic area is not easy to earn, but he is reluctant to earn this income, so he puts the ugliness in front.