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Zhang Xiao is very confident in his speculation, not because he is arrogant, but because he did have a feeling of omniscience and omnipotence at that time. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Of course, this is an illusion, but Zhang Xiao will never deny that he was "powerful" at that time.

That's right, whether it is the understanding of his own state, or the purpose of the system and the otherworldly god, it is not what he thinks of now, but the conclusion analyzed when he is in the state of "overclocking".

In the overclocking state, he is like a full-power super biological computer, able to see the truth from the subtleties, can collect information from all aspects, and analyze the results, which is similar to the limited "going back to the past" and "predicting the future".

Because of his deep understanding of his own strength and omnipotence at that time, he was so convinced of his own speculation.

But in the final analysis, Zhang Xiao is indeed a confident person, and he never doubts himself, let alone the conclusion reached by "Super Zhang Xiao", how can there be any reason not to believe it.

Just like at this time, he has no doubt that the plan he made "just now" will be completed.

"Let me see, it's the right direction."

After walking in the sewer for a long time, Zhang Xiao never returned to the ground, and he didn't know how he identified the direction and where the destination was.

But there is a way to identify the direction, in fact, walking in the sewer is also very uncomfortable, the strange, not even describeable by the stench of complex smell, is simply suffocating, not to mention the almost complete darkness of the environment, even if Zhang Xiao has dim vision, it is still depressed and lonely.

It is the instinct of human beings to yearn for light and freedom, but at the same time to hate a layer of unchanging monotony and loneliness.

Contradictory and cowardly.

It's just that no matter how uncomfortable it is, Zhang Xiao will refrain from it, of course he won't and dare not return to the ground, because it is self-defeating and self-defeating.

In the past, Sheo Town may have been a small town, but after the 10s of the 21st century, it has become no different from most big cities.

It's not about the population, it's about the change in infrastructure that came with the tourism boom, such as more public transport, more banks, more supermarkets, and more ...... Camera.

Although ordinary people rarely realize that they are under the surveillance of others almost all the time, the observant Zhang Xiao has long since discovered that the town is full of cameras.

Private, civilian, such as security cameras; Government construction, such as monitoring traffic violations, speeding cameras, for scenic spots, uncivilized phenomena of scenic spots, and so on.

It seems that these cameras are divided into different categories, but Zhang Xiao knows that as long as these kinds of things are connected to the Internet, they will be the eyes of certain people at some point, whether it is a highly skilled hacker or ...... The powerful.

There is no doubt that in Shewang Town, Dongfang Zhansuke and his gang are absolutely powerful, and from the moment he saw the mansion of Dongfang Mansion, Zhang Xiao knew that whether it was overt or secretly, Dongfang Zhansuke and the forces behind him had a deep control over Shewang Town.

They are the soil emperors of Shewang Town.

In this case, he just killed someone else's boss (he didn't know that Dongfang Yusuke was not dead), and he dared to walk on the road that was always under surveillance, what was it that wasn't looking for death?

Zhang Xiaoke didn't believe that Kawajiri Hayato would not trouble him.

After enduring the suffocating smell and loneliness for a long time, Zhang Xiao suddenly stopped.

"Here we are."

Looking up at the manhole cover that didn't seem to be anything special in front of him, Zhang Xiao determined his position.

In fact, the manhole cover that seems to be the same, in an inconspicuous place are cast with a number, as long as you understand the meaning of the number, combined with the planning sequence of the town's municipal construction, it is natural to be able to roughly locate according to the number of the manhole cover.

After confirming that he had arrived at his destination, the expression on Zhang Xiao's face calmed down a little, and he was adjusting his emotions again and entering that state of extreme restraint.

The mental power that has gradually recovered allows him to summon his stand-in again, and the state of extreme restraint also allows him to try the ability to be "repaired" by Dongfang's stand-in again.

Silently, the Shura knife appeared in his hand, and slowly, a faint layer of red mist escaped from the knife.

Although it is not as thick as the red cloud when the hospital came out just now, it is obvious that the "repair" of the Crazy Diamond for the Shura Knife has gradually become ineffective.

However, the thickness of the red mist and even the red cloud is actually the amount of the blade of will, the thinner and thinner it is, the faster it will be consumed, and the shorter the time limit for being able to ignore defenses.

But fortunately, for Zhang Xiao for the time being, there is still time.

Calculating the time, Zhang Xiao did not rush out, but leaned on the ladder under the extension of the manhole cover, closed his eyes to recuperate, and after a while, his already steady breathing was looming, and he seemed to have fallen asleep.

Sleep is a natural way to quickly replenish mental power, and before learning the exercises to restore mental power, this is the best and only way for Zhang Xiao.

Zhang Xiao is not big-hearted, but he knows how dangerous what he is going to do, and if he doesn't adjust his state to the peak, he doesn't even have a half-point chance of winning.

Because he is targeting the god of the other world, but it is the main god and the plan of the system that is being destroyed, and it is absolutely impossible to be free of danger and smooth sailing.

Time passed minute by minute in Zhang Xiao's sleep.

And while Zhang Xiao was sleeping in the unknown sewer, on the ground, Shewang Town still looked as calm as usual.

But in the eyes of some well-intentioned people, they have already seen the storm brewing in the stormy sky.

In a park not far from Dongfang's Mansion, little Lorina Nana, who had not been seen for a long time, was sitting on a swing, swinging her little short legs, with a cute smile, looking at the fading smoke cloud - that was the place where Dongfang Yusuke had just fought with Zhang Xiao and Katagiri Yashiro.

On a shopping street, a hip-hop guy wearing a cotton hat on a hot day, dressed like a street thug with strange tattoos, was watching the TV news in the window of the street as it reported a plane disappearance — the flight Mr. Zhang had arrived.

At Shenocho Station, with a large number of people going up and down, a man who was extremely tall, very tender, wearing a strange hat, wearing an "avant-garde", and a sense of middle-aged calmness stepped off the train and came to Shewangcho, his eyes were calm, and he looked around with a hint of nostalgia.

These people either had a plan or made an impromptu decision, but they all came here together and appeared on the stage driven by some kind of coincidence, or "fate".

They are the indispensable main and supporting roles in this big drama.

Once the bell of fate rings, the curtain opens, and the gears of history interlace forward, these people will stage a tragicomedy on the stage called Destiny in the town of Sheo.

They are on this stage for the sake of profit, or for hatred, or for fate, or for themselves, and they have all kinds of reasons that cannot be given up, cannot be told, and cannot even be understood.

But they don't know that this may be a stage built by fate, and there has always been only one theme.

Life, or, death.

And what is even more cruel is that in this place where life is the stake, the winner may not get everything, and the loser must have nothing, along with life and soul, will be the price of defeat.

No one knows if all this is due to the trap of the system, or just a coincidence.

In the end, will there be an actor who can get what he wants, get flowers and applause, and get what he dreams of?

No one can know, not even the fate of single-handedly creating this stage.

Everything can only wait for the curtain to be closed, and only time to give an answer.

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