When the present world was in full swing, the mission world where Tang Huang was on the other side finally came to an end.

At this time, Tang Huang strangely found himself in an unknown world after accepting the so-called Godhead fragment.

It doesn't feel much different from dreaming.

In front of Tang Huang's eyes was a world full of all kinds of weird spirals and constantly drifting with all kinds of colors, and his eyes were full of these weird silk threads and spirals.

"What the hell is this place?"

Tang Huang only glanced at it for a short time, and when he came back to his senses, he found that he was in the passage of an ancient building with various patterns at this time.

Tang Huang was completely unable to use any means at this time, just like an unarmed ordinary person, and the sound of his footsteps kept echoing in this quiet corridor.

"Anyone?" Tang Huang tried to shout.

However, no one responded to him at all, and the response continued.

Tang Huang began to take a big stride, constantly walking towards the front of this endless passage, and at the same time quickly turning his mind.

It stands to reason that after the supreme order rewarded him with a fragment of Godhead, he should be able to return directly to the present world, but at this time, he appeared in this strange world like a dream, which filled his heart with questions.

"That's right, Brain."

Tang Huang stopped, looked at his empty left arm, and was a little stunned.

"Is this really a dream?"

Tang Huang couldn't believe it, after all, everything here felt too real to him.

Walking step by step in the passage, Tang Huang was constantly thinking about his thoughts, but at this moment, he suddenly stopped.

For he heard a voice, yes, the voice of a man speaking, not far in front of the passage.

"Anyone?" Tang Huang was vigilant.

Since this place felt like a dream and a reality to Tang Huang, Tang Huang was inevitably a little vigilant.

He didn't know why he appeared here when the Godhead fragment was integrated into his body, but it must have a lot to do with the Supreme Command.

Tang Huang had a feeling that he seemed to be one step closer to the truth of the world.

When Tang Huang cautiously walked to the source of the sound, he found a low wooden door, and the sound came from behind this wooden door.

Tang Huang put his ear to the door and began to listen.

"Teacher, why are you hitting me in the head? Am I doing something wrong? ”

The voice that greeted Tang Huang's ears was a young man's voice.

"Humph! Don't you know what you're doing wrong? After the boy's voice fell, an old voice came out with a stern tone.

"Well, teacher, I..., I know it's wrong." The boy's voice was a little aggrieved.

"It's good to know it's wrong."

Hearing the young man's confession, the old man's voice gradually calmed down.

"As for your box, I'll confiscate it for the time being, it's not something you can get your hands on right now."

"Oh." The young man responded honestly, but there was some loss in his voice.

Tang Huang was a little curious when he heard this, in this ancient building, there were still people in class? What are these people up to?

Thinking of this, Tang Huang gently pushed the wooden door open a gap, and then looked behind the wooden door.

The first thing that caught Tang Huang's eyes was a spacious and empty hall, and the ground in the hall was full of a group of young boys and girls.

There were more than ten people in the whole hall, some of their costumes were very ancient, and some were like modern clothes, which formed a strong contrast in Tang Huang's eyes.

Just when Tang Huang secretly looked at the young people in this hall, Tang Huang found a square box with colorful light.

Beside the colored light box, a young man who looked fifteen or sixteen years old was reluctantly bending over, reaching over and handing the box to an old man in a gray robe with a face in front of him.

"The workmanship is not bad."

The old man took the boxy colored box the size of a basketball with one hand, then held up the box, stared at the box for a moment, and then looked at the young man in front of him with his head bowed, and nodded slightly with some gentleness in his eyes.

"Yes." The young man was not happy to hear the old man's praise, but still lowered his head.

"You, although you are a little clever, but for you now, it is still a little early to contact the box, for the teacher, this is all for your good, let's say it all."

Looking at the lost young man, the old man shook his head slightly, then picked up the box and turned around and walked to the front of the hall.

And when the old man turned to leave, the young man's lowered head was slowly raised, looking at the back of the old man holding the box in his hand, and there was some desire to say something in his eyes.

"Hehe~"

Looking at the appearance of the young man, most of the teenagers and girls around shook their heads and smiled slightly, and then turned around again and sat on the futon and fiddled with some objects that Tang Huang couldn't understand.

"Senior brother, don't be unhappy, the teacher is all for your good, you have to understand the teacher."

A seven or eight-year-old girl with a pink ponytail sitting behind the boy tapped him on the back, and after the boy turned his head, he immediately showed a comforting smile on his face, and then whispered quietly.

"Yes, I know."

Looking at the princess dress girl in front of him, the boy barely showed a smile.

"Uh-huh."

Seeing that the boy finally smiled, the girl immediately showed her crescent moon and nodded happily.

On the other side, silently watching the conversation scene between the girl and the teenager, an eighteen or nineteen-year-old woman in ancient palace clothes shook her head and smiled slightly, and then began to fiddle with an ancient sword with a white halo suspended in front of her.

Seeing this, Tang Huang's eyes were full of shock.

Because he found that the boys and girls in this hall could grasp the unknown colored light in the air and the suspended cyclones with one hand, and constantly integrate these lights and cyclones into the objects they fiddled with by unknown means.

For this kind of unbelievable thing, Tang Huang was simply dumbfounded, but for a while he didn't realize that he was already standing in this hall, but for Tang Huang's appearance, the people here were just unaware of it, and they were still doing their own things.

When Tang Huang came back to his senses, he found that he was in this hall without being noticed, and he was really sure that he should be watching something like a recorded image from a god's perspective.

This is probably some unknown secret that the Supreme Command wants to reveal to himself, right?

At least that's what Tang Huang thinks at this time.