No matter how much of a wave the appearance of the tarantula caused, it has nothing to do with Wen Hui now. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info he is like a fireman, he lights the fire and then leaves it alone. It was not his concern whether it would intensify or gradually extinguish, because the big boss had sent a long-lost summons, and he could light a second fire whenever he wanted. Don't forget that the local mission is not Wenhui's main line, the local mission will be done if you have time, and no one will say anything about you if you have time, as long as you stay here, then the local mission will be completed in time, no matter what the outcome of the mission turns out to be, Black Fire will not have an opinion.

The main story is different, the constraints of time and conditions make them the highest priority, and Wen Hui will not ignore the mission of Black Fire to care about the sales of tarantulas.

Hung up the phone along with the complaints on the other end, just called Shan Junlan to ask for leave on a business trip, which unexpectedly caused the stupid girl to complain, and after handing over the big toy named "Xinghai" to her, Wen Hui looked forward to it: "It's finally the official mission!" ”

It's just that the smooth sailing of this period of time made him forget about the urine sex of the black fire, Wen Hui's expectation was quickly responded, and he was pulled away by the black hole before he even had time to see the mission conditions, and the strong sense of dizziness quickly captured Wen Hui's consciousness, "Isn't this damn mode of transportation safe?" It was his last thought before he lost consciousness.

I don't know how long it took, the consciousness woke up, and then the control of the body returned, rubbing the temples to relieve the sequelae of vertigo: "How many salesmen die on the road like this every year?" The black-hearted boss will die if he upgrades the transporter! Damn, it feels like the brains are stirring into a pulp. ”

Then Wen Hui realized that something was wrong, and lay on the ground without touching the ground, but felt something similar to a carpet. Who will lay the carpet on the battlefield? In the past, they all appeared directly on the battlefield, but this time Black Fire kindly changed the location of the debut?

After rubbing his temples for a while, barely restarting his senses from a state of death, Wen Hui felt a quiet atmosphere, the kind of feeling that everyone was watching you but no one was talking, and this kind of scene often didn't end well.

Trying to get up with both hands on the ground, his head slowly left the ground for less than three seconds, and then he re-connected with the earth under the acceleration of external forces.

"Which grandson hit Lao Tzu's head with an iron guy, it hurts so much!" This was what he thought before he turned into a dead dog, and then his consciousness returned to darkness.

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In the year 2333 of the sacred calendar, the rhetoric before the expedition completely changed the city into a joke, just like the number of the year.

In the beginning, when the first spatial rift was discovered, the performance of scholars and mages can only be described as ecstatic, and the thirst for knowledge of the wealth of another world drove people to devote themselves to the study of spatial rifts, and the spirit of knowledge was sometimes as terrifying as greed.

When they succeeded in stabilizing the rift and successfully opening the passage between the two worlds, everyone cheered for this great achievement, and the celebration and the award ceremony were followed by an expedition to another world. Land, wealth, power, status, curiosity, and so on drive all kinds of people to embark on the journey.

It's just that the world on the other side has disappointed the pioneers, the land there is not suitable, and the vast expanse of barren Gobi makes explorers wonder if there is life here. But the attackers who camped at night let them know that it was not as peaceful as it seemed, and that the advance party had proved the ferocity of the native creatures at the cost of their lives.

Disappointment is inevitable, the world without value is naturally unattractive, some people give up returning, some people think that the danger is the treasure, so the exploration continues. Fortunately, the efforts of the people were not unrewarded, and after a few days, they discovered that this barren land contained rich mineral resources, which definitely had development value.

They have never met the intelligent species of this world, and the people of the expedition team ignored this problem, and took it for granted that this place was a world of ignorance. Since it is valuable, it is necessary to expand the scope of exploration, and the discovered minerals should be turned into wealth as soon as possible.

"Ignore the unsettling smell in the air, there is plenty of magic here, and although the land is barren and does not produce crops, they produce another 'crop', which is much more promising than farming." Everyone who has dreams of gold rush has heard this sentence.

It's a pity that such a large-scale mining development did not last long, and people regretted it. I regret coming here, I regret my greed, I regret the research on the rift, but there is no regret medicine in the world, and the cause that was planted at the beginning bears fruit today.

Demon Invasion! All the problems are solved, the harsh environment, the empty land area, the abundant magic, and the ferocious native species, I thought that I had dug a gold mine, who would have thought that this was the back garden of the devil!

They still don't know whether they are alive or dead, and they are all doing it under the watchful eye of others. When the demons see the flowery world on the other side, the invasion becomes a matter of course.

The little devils who took the lead flooded the pioneer camp like a tide, and the number was so extreme that it was simply incomprehensible, and everyone became the nourishment of the little devils, and they couldn't even find their complete bodies. After sweeping their back garden, the demons turned their gaze to the world beyond the door.

However, the passage has limitations, and the little devil can enter and exit freely at this level, but further up there is no guarantee of 100% passage, and whether it will be swallowed by space depends on luck. This made the demon lords scratch their heads, but it didn't prevent them from sending the little demons over one by one to see if it was possible to squeeze the passage open.

After the initial panic, the humans on the other side found that this weak chicken invader was not so powerful, but the vicious appearance increased their sense of threat. There was no such thing as a coalition army, and each country swept the snow in front of its own house, quickly drove the little demon back, and blocked the space passage.

This should be the end of the matter, and then the bard's mouth should be listened to the daring adventures, the menacing invasions, and the heroic stories that sang and wept. Ordinary people think so and do so, and although the ruling class is worried, the passage has been blocked, and they do not have the strength to counterattack the past and completely clean up this scourge.

As the saying goes, if you are not afraid of thieves, you are afraid of thieves. Of course, the demons on the other side are not willing to give up like this, the first one can exist in the spatial rift, and the second one exists, and through the efforts of the sacrifices, this time they found the passage to the past.

By this time, hundreds of years had passed since that invasion, and the ruling classes of various countries had changed several times, and humans were forgetful creatures, and they had long forgotten about it, and they could hear exaggerated descriptions in taverns.

So I was caught off guard and came prepared, and I didn't have to guess who won or lost to know the result; Wolves rush to the army and displaced civilians, nations are perishing one by one, demons are celebrating their victories in the ruins, the flames of the burning city are the fireworks they celebrate, and the captives are turned into snacks at banquets.

This time, the passage opened by the demons is also limited, and the lord-level demons still can't come over, but they send a few demon generals to the town, and it's no problem for a group of big demons to be thugs, and the strength of the high, medium and low grades is all in quantity and quality, and it's a bit exaggerated to push all the way, but I haven't encountered any big trouble.

The remnants of the human nations merged into one nation, everyone united to fight back against the invaders for survival, and the once successful expedition gave them hope, but who would have thought that this was just a joke played by the boring demon lords and them, they never had the upper hand, and the expedition became a joke.

"General, it's not too early, let's rest early."

Teresa sighed and closed the chronicle in her hand that she didn't know was the first time she had flipped through it: "What about the assassin?" ”

"Locked in a black prison, just ......" The female adjutant's expression was a little weird, she had never seen such a weak assassin, and it was really scary for him to suddenly appear at that time, this kind of spatial jumping ability is rare among demons.

"There are assassins!" What happened after the exclamation made the guards a little dumbfounded, this more silkworm-like crissking on the ground didn't look like an assassin, but his strange appearance was still worthy of vigilance, and it was certain that he would be locked up and studied.

"I know, remember to remind me to watch during tomorrow's interrogation." Teresa looked grimacing.