The table was littered with things that Tang Chuan couldn't understand, and the shape and structure were so strange that it was difficult to dissect their principles and effects.

Although he didn't know what these things were for, his subconscious told Tang Chuan that most of the things in them, if there was a "riot" in the energy sequence, could easily destroy the universe he was once in.

There is even a spherical object, which contains a huge universe, but it is enclosed in a thin film, becoming a small object like a crystal ball.

These things that can destroy the universe at will are easily thrown on the round table of the conference, scattered and scattered, and so on.

The galaxy of cells cast its gaze at the round table, and the objects on the table suddenly disappeared.

He said: "It has been put into the treasure house, and when you need it, you can take it at will, and if you take it alone, it will trigger vigilance, and you need a reason to take it away." ”

The sarcoma wriggled and said, "Okay, I've already thought of 12,000 reasons, woo, maybe 1.32 billion." ”

The gods are speechless again!

Planetary things looked at him, perhaps with a hint of helplessness, and said, "The things inside are not very precious to you, why is it always like this?" ”

Sarcoma said: "It feels good to talk to you, and there is an attitude called communication. ”

The meaning is pretty much the same: talking to you, I can play with the treasure, I don't really want the things in the treasury, I just enjoy this feeling, and with other creatures, it doesn't make me feel this way.

Will you have nothing to do, play tricks on the ants, and show them your newfound magic?

No.

At least not often, even if you're mentally ill.

Only the same kind will induce your own thoughts, feelings, and feelings that are interesting and want to be shown to everyone.

The gods came to their senses and nodded their heads one after another, which was considered to be acceptable.

They don't pursue it, they know that as long as they don't gather together, in fact, sarcoma doesn't bother to touch the things in the treasure house.

He doesn't lack it, and he won't force it to shake his wit.

And the time when the ten supreme gods gathered together, a new cosmic calendar, did not have too many times.

Forget it, let him be!

Cell Galaxy looked around at everyone and said, "Then this meeting, this is the end, is there anything to add?" ”

"None."

"None."

……

"None."

Seeing everyone's statement, Cell Xinghe said again: "That's it, see you next time." ”

With that, the figure dissipated and left the place.

The other supreme gods also nodded to each other and disappeared one after another.

In the end, in the entire council hall, there were only Tang Chuan and sarcoma.

The sarcoma's body wriggled, like layers of flesh waves superimposed, squirming towards Tang Chuan's position.

Under Tang Chuan's tense nerves, sarcoma sat on his throne and squeezed Tang Chuan to the side.

The sarcoma asked, "Why haven't you gone yet?" ”

That's what I want to ask you!

Most of Tang Chuan's mental power was used to forcibly restrain himself, his fear of sarcoma, genes and blood.

Forced smiled: "I'm just a mortal with no attributes now, and I can't leave like you." ”

If I could teleport like you, I'd be gone!

The sarcoma didn't speak, his irregular eyes turned around, and finally looked at Tang Chuan, and his voice suddenly terrifying:

"You're afraid of me?!"

Hiss~

Cool, flying-like feeling.

Every pore of Tangchuan condensed into goosebumps, dense and covered all over the body.

The adrenal hormone secretion value is off the table, and the scalp is itchy and itchy, which makes people close to collapse.

It's like being suddenly frightened, and this feeling continues to last, and it can't be eliminated.

Tang Chuan looked at the sarcoma, this time the nausea was reduced, and there was only a sense of panic that could not be placed, and said: "My state at the moment will be painful from some things. ”

Woo yo yo ~ The sarcoma's eyes rolled wildly, and finally some of the eyeballs narrowed, and said: "No wonder, when I came to your throne, I clearly saw the fear, the prank just now, in order to show our joint attributes, but it seems to be too much, woo, then don't look at me." ”

Tang Chuan turned his head stiffly, avoiding the fear of facing sarcoma.

It turned out that he hadn't discovered anything, his voice was suddenly terrifying just now, and he was just playing treasure with his good friend.

He seemed to have discovered his mortal body, and he was genetically afraid of him, and he didn't find it anything unusual.

The sarcoma squirmed: "I was wrong, I didn't expect to play a prank and impose real panic on you...... Reach out the part where you're holding something. ”

Tang Chuan stiffly stretched out his hand.

Woohoo!

The sarcoma bit Tang Chuan's arm in one bite!

Moist, firm, and you can feel the mucus secretion, as if you were poking into the mouth of a living being.

And grabbed a long, thick, soft and hard thing.

The sarcoma opened its mouth loosely and released Tang Chuan's arm.

"Mortal you, you don't have my contact information, you are free, use this to contact me, sorry for the prank just now, and look forward to contacting."

Tang Chuan looked at his palm, and what he grasped on it was a thing that secreted translucent mucus, similar to the tentacles at the end of an octopus, the thickness of an adult's arm, about twenty centimeters long, and constantly writhing.

What did you just say?

Let me contact you with this free?

It's a living thing!

It's still secreting mucus and squirming!

How can I contact you?

However, Tang Chuan still felt the kindness of the sarcoma, and tried to make his expression, with a hint of tenderness, and said, "Thank you, Meat Ball." ”

"Meat balls?"

"Well, a nickname that represents my new personality."

"Woo, friendly nickname, don't add fear to mortal you, goodbye, best union, look forward to contact."

After saying this, sarcoma continued to squirm towards his body, gradually turning into a small ball of meat, and finally, disappeared.

Tang Chuan was still on the god seat, and he was in a stalemate for several minutes before he suddenly deflated, his body collapsed, and he gasped for breath.

Finally, is it finally over?

Tang Chuan gasped for a while, then relieved himself and straightened up slightly.

He sat here alone, as if he were the sole master of the infinite universe, supreme and ......

Fluster.

That's right.

That's right.

It's over!

Everybody's gone!

What about me?

How the hell am I going to get back?

At this time, shouldn't you raise some prompt tone in your mind again to confirm whether you choose to return?

It's like the thought that beckoned you to come here.

Confused.

Dazed.

Terrified.

No, there is still no summons, I am really thrown here?

Could it be that all this is a prank of the real Calamity God, who is somewhere in the dark, laughing at his own reaction at this moment?

After waiting for a few minutes, there was still no movement around.

Tang Chuan stood up from the throne, carefully looked at the surrounding situation, and tightly held the "octopus tentacles" that kept twisting Xiao Man's waist.

I'm afraid that as soon as I let go, this thing will "snort" and disappear.

If you can't find a way out, you must only contact Meatball and find a reason for him to send him back to his original world!

Regardless of whether it will arouse the suspicion of the meat ball, he can only do this, and he can't stay here forever!

As for how the small tentacles can be triggered so that they can be used as a phone, then we will have to study it carefully later.