The world of Anu is still a few days away from re-entering, as for Iruruvida......

It really makes Zheng Yi's teeth itch, just a little bit!

It's really just a little bit of a thread, maybe just a few dozen minutes.

However, missiles will not stop waiting for people.

The sea world welcomes him, but the city in the deep sea, the angry families of the sick ...... Zheng Yi felt that going over there was also looking for death. Maybe before the fish-man king could retaliate, he was crushed by the huge water pressure.

I had to find a world that I could enter right away!

With special protective suits, it doesn't matter if the world is all lava.

Just stay up until Iruiluvida opens her arms.

Zheng Yi's gaze quickly swept between the star clusters.

Those shy clusters dodged and muttered in the gray mist, but they couldn't help but peek in.

Zheng Yi couldn't take care of so much at this time, after all, the speed of time on the gray mist was the same as that of all worlds.

So Zheng Yi used the power of the Gray Mist Executor to catch a star cluster that had not been dodged out from behind the Gray Mist.

In fact, it is to stare at Him.

The cluster has three sub-nebulae that are entangled with each other, and a large nebula in the shadows that is enveloping each other.

With Zheng Yi's understanding and experience, he has been able to roughly draw a conclusion: this is a world with a very complex worldview.

The complexity of the worldview indicates its divine maturity.

The simplicity of Annu Tasamet and Ijuiruvida's worldview is that the "gods" are either simple or naïve.

The world created by a mature God should be a world full of diverse living beings.

Zheng Yi threw himself into this world that was pulled out without hesitation.

Golden angels appeared next to this star cluster and announced to the entire universe:

"Waiting for your divine arrival!"

……

As Zheng Yi became more experienced, he became more and more relaxed, and he was able to notice more details.

He saw himself flying towards one of the pale white sub-nebulae, which was probably its most striking relation.

Walking through the spirit world, Zheng Yi didn't bother to say hello to the green light.

Penetrating the membrane of the world into the starry sky of this strange world, Zheng Yi did not perceive the activities of the gods, but there was a slight aura similar to that of the ladies of the Yiru world.

Under the starry sky, white clouds surged.

Through the clouds, Zheng Yi saw the undulating mountains and rivers, and the ground was dominated by green vegetation.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief, it looked like a good world.

Where will I be?

Zheng Yi observed the earth that came into view.

Zheng Yi landed and found himself in a dense forest.

Zheng Yi first checked his body, and there was no problem, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief. Only then do you start looking at your surroundings.

Tall trees shade the sky, chest-high bushes are densely thick, knee-high weeds and thorns are everywhere.

It is a completely undeveloped native forest.

Between the dense forests, there is a looming path.

The thorns and shrubs are noticeably lower and sparser than the surrounding ones.

Zheng Yi regretted that he didn't have the ability to drink the plants to open the way, and felt that riding on this kind of primitive road really required riding skills, so he just took out the flying skateboard.

At this time, you can see the convenience of the aircraft.

The flying skateboard took Zheng Yi straight up, beyond the canopy of the trees, and clearly saw where he was: the mountainside of a low mountain.

As far as the eye can see, there is a village, the same village that I saw when I came.

Zheng Yi could see the houses in the village, laid out in a chaotic manner, with only two houses slightly better, one of which was clearly religious.

The rest of the houses can only be regarded as shantytowns.

And, of course, there are real thatched huts, which are hard to tell what they are really used for at the current distance.

Zheng Yi drove the flying skateboard, and the canopy brushed under his feet.

In less than five minutes, he was standing on a flat ground.

Judging by the color of the soil, it is newly renovated land.

Zheng Yi walked steadily towards the village, while putting away the nylon robe that was covering the outside.

He could see from the architectural style that this was a backward medieval world. The burqa evokes a sense of mystery, while the silvery-white cloak of spider silk that glows creates a sense of worship.

The full-body plate armor under the spider silk cloak and the scepter held in the hand, the mace, make it easier for people to communicate.

Zheng Yi soon saw a large piece of farmland, nearly two acres, and a farmer in the prime of life with three young people was doing farm work.

Naturally, his gaze fell on the youngest child.

The boy looked to be only twelve or thirteen years old, thinner than his two older brothers. However, although he stood barefoot in the earth, his hands were covered with dirt, his hair and face were relatively clean. The clothes on his body barely showed the true color of linen, and they were not unkempt like the other three, and their bodies were like rags.

In the child's body, a silvery-white spirit had not yet taken shape.

It's a priest seed.

However, this did not make Zheng Yi's mood fluctuate.

What really made Zheng Yi's heart beat faster was that this seemingly ordinary farmer's son had two language options.

Zheng Yi clearly perceived that this little guy, he could speak Chinese.

Chinese is not the lingua franca of the multiverse.

Not even a big language.

In the world that Zheng Yi has been to, there are not even square words.

Even in desert worlds that look like the same language, they use phonetic script.

And this kid does speak Chinese.

You can't be wrong with the perception of Sequence 2!

"What's your name?" Zheng Yi said to the young man with a smile on his face.

He felt that his pronunciation was a little imperfect, his tone was a little erratic, and he hadn't spoken his native language for too long.

When this native sentence was spoken, Zheng Yi felt comfortable, like pouring a bottle of ice into a dog day.

The young man obviously understood Zheng Yi's words, and his body trembled irrepressibly.

This is a normal reaction in the midst of agitation.

Zheng Yi can understand. After all, he is also a traverser.

When the traverser falls on a child and has to bear the heavy farm work, he suddenly sees a heroic fellow countryman...... I didn't cry and ran over and hugged my thighs, which was already very restrained.

The boy was so excited that he suddenly went limp, and fell to the ground.

Zheng Yi saw the stones on the ground and waved his hand to give the little fellow a holy shield.

The middle-aged farmer and the two young men were slow to react, so they put down the farming tools in their hands and ran over calling "Los".

……

……

Honk! Honk! Honk! Honk!

Sirens sounded throughout the hall.

The old general, who was carrying three gold stars on his shoulders, stood up suddenly:

"Wake up urgently! Wake up urgently! ”

"The wake-up program has been executed!"

"The subject is waking up!"

……

Beijing, Information Command Center, National Defense University.

Moscow, Intelligence Center of the Frunze Military Academy.

St. Cyr, West Point, Sandhurst......

Generals all over the world are shouting.

The Chinese dialects converge into one sentence, that is:

"Wake up!"