The report on the legendary experience of the horror demon king and the star eater Zhang Longchu was once the hottest news on the earth, and as many as 7 or 8 movies and TV series were filmed at the same time. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Under this kind of bombardment-like exposure, Xin Haisheng naturally had heard of Zhang Longchu's name for a long time, but at that time, he was receiving a new life education organized by a foundation supported by the South Korean government as a fugitive, and almost all his energy was spent on adapting to the environment, and no matter how hot the news was, he had no time to pay special attention.

A few months later, when he entered South Korean society, the reports about Zhang Longchu were no longer hot, and even if he saw him occasionally, Xin Haisheng only regarded him as a character in a legendary story, and he never thought that he would have any intersection with him, so nothing unusual happened all the time.

It wasn't until this time, because of searching for information about the abilities he didn't know when, that Xin Haisheng found a large number of news topics about Zhang Longchu, and suddenly touched the memory valve that had begun to loosen due to various accidents, and suddenly completed the puzzle of his life, and then remembered that he was the king of the 'Haihua' country;

Preparatory member of the Earth Council and a star-swallower who has been confirmed by many advanced civilization main planes, Zhang Longchu.

Of course, even so, there are still some questions that Zhang Longchu still hasn't figured out, such as why he came back to life after death;

Why did he become a teenager at the bottom of the sea after his resurrection?

And most importantly, what is the reason for Su Xiaokou's sudden murder without warning more than a year ago... However, these mysteries are not important to Zhang Longchu who seems to have a volcano about to erupt in his chest at this time, the important thing is that he is still alive, and there is infinite hope and possibility when he is alive!

Forcibly suppressing the blood that was almost boiling, Zhang Longchu's gaze seemed to penetrate the endless space, staring at those who wanted to see, and muttered to himself with a slightly crazy expression: "I didn't expect it, dear Director Su;

Ladies and gentlemen from higher dimensional civilizations who have named me the Great Demon King of Terror;

And all the earthlings who betrayed my good intentions, I actually came back, I actually came back from hell!

It's a surprise, isn't it, we'll meet, and we'll meet again when I'm ready..."

If it were an ordinary person like him who was betrayed by his beloved, killed with his own hands, and then inexplicably reborn as a public enemy of humanity in the multiverse, losing all his reputation and status, he might have already had a mental breakdown.

But Zhang Longchu is different from ordinary people after all, although he is young but has been tempered for a long time, he has wandered between life and death countless times, his nerves have long been extremely tough, and after venting incoherently for a while, he slowly controlled his emotions.

Quietly wiped away the tears that welled up in his eyes due to the incomparable hatred, he looked around, and saw that there were several smart brains around him, or there were no players who were playing the night, or the players who were covering the night were too tired to play, and no one noticed what they had just done, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, and strolled away from the Internet café.

At 3 or 4 o'clock in the morning, the streets of Seoul seem unusually quiet, except for the light of beige street lamps, it is a long time before one or two drunken night owls and Zhang Longchu pass by.

He blew the cool breeze and walked for a while, feeling that his head was finally no longer so excited, and silently began to calculate in his heart, "As long as the world of strange things is still and is still under my control, my true foundation will not be greatly lost, plus the extraordinary power of the golden peak after transformation;

The physical enhancement of the silver peak did not change when I was not changed, and this death tribulation actually only caused me to lose all my foreign objects.

It's a good thing to think about it this way, and it makes me decide to focus all my energy on the growth of strange things.

The only problem now is that the 'world' is no longer in my hands, and I don't know if it will affect the expansion of the world of strange things next time.

However, I can clearly sense where it is, and if it really has an impact, I can find a way to get it back when the time comes, and I don't have to worry too much about what hasn't happened yet.

Well, in this case, the most important thing now is to complete the conditions for the growth of strange objects as soon as possible, that is, to devour one or half of the heterotopic plane, and the most suitable target is the 'ice field'...", thinking of this, he took out his mobile phone and began to search for news from the ice plane.

After unconsciously wandering around, while browsing the messages, because he had died once, Zhang Longchu, who had become more cautious, carefully studied the most suitable plane to become the stepping stone for the growth of his strange things, and the recent situation, his face gradually showed an expression of crying and laughing.

"Because of the so-called 'Star Swallowing' phenomenon caused by me, the Ice Plane has now become the most popular plane parade holy place in the multiverse," he sighed, thinking to himself, "There will be more than a dozen 'Conqueror Theme Parks' alone!"

Alas, these capitalists are really pervasive and can do everything, what should they do now, whether to find another target to devour, or to secretly continue to complete the devouring of the ice plane, what a trouble...", until the sky in the distance glowed with a white halo, and still did not find the answer.

Before I knew it, in the early morning, the young man who delivered milk and newspapers began to appear on the streets of Seoul on motorcycles and bicycles, and the ringing of the car bell shocked Zhang Longchu to come back from his contemplation.

Standing on the sidewalk, he took a deep breath of cold air, looked at the rising sun and shook his head, temporarily put aside distracting thoughts, and muttered to himself, "Suddenly I recovered my memory, my head was messed up, and I couldn't think of any good way, or temporarily hide occasionally, live a peaceful and steady life, calm down, and then slowly think about future plans."

There is a Chinese proverb that says well, if you want to hurry, you can't reach it, the more important you make decisions, the more cautious you must be, and take precautions, otherwise you will accidentally expose your identity, and Bacheng will die again...", look left and right, and walk in the direction of the subway station.

An hour later, Zhang Longchu took the first subway back to his rented apartment, took a shower, changed into clean clothes, walked out to the bus stop, and took a bus from Jiangbei to Jiangnan Funny People Theater.

With all the ill-intentioned people thinking that he is dead, and he has a new legal identity by coincidence, as long as he has enough money, Zhang Longchu can stay comfortably in Seoul and plan his future slowly, and live in seclusion for as long as he wants.

But the problem is that although wealth is theoretically within reach for him after regaining his memory and strength, for the sake of safety, Zhang Longchu doesn't want to expose his extraordinary abilities, so he can't make a living from it.

Although it is not much more difficult for him to sneak into the vaults of ordinary banks in South Korea than it is to take things on the shelves of convenience stores, in the new era when personal information is closely monitored, the stolen money can neither be transferred nor consumed in large amounts, and can only be hidden at home for a little petty use, and it is easy to be exposed.

Therefore, Zhang Long, who didn't want to take any risks, thought about it and felt that it was most appropriate for him to live by part-time work as he did when he had amnesia.

Anyway, at this time, he is already an enemy of the whole world, growth and revenge can never be completed overnight, not impatient to win steadily, is the best choice, and the same choice has actually been done twice before Zhang Longchu, and the results of each time are quite satisfactory, strictly speaking, this time he is just repeating the mistakes of the past, everything naturally seems to be familiar.

In this way, like ordinary people, but the disadvantage is that he is often distracted and seems a little dull;

The advantage is that he has a lot of strength and no complaints when he does his work, Zhang Longchu started his own drama life, first walking between the hilarious theater troupe, night school and home at 3 o'clock every day;

Later, the decision was made to add a destination to the 'Icefield Plane' every few days in the middle of the night, and after a few months, the seasons changed, and the end of the year ushered in a cold winter.

At noon that day, a goose-feather snow suddenly fell from the sky, and in less than an hour, the whole of Seoul was rendered as a pure white city.

In the lobby of the Hilarious Man Theater, all the members of the troupe stood behind the glass door, some with sad faces;

Some eyebrows looked at the snow-covered streets with a faint happy expression, and listened to Zhang Wuzhou's frowning thoughts: "... It's impossible to sit in such a weather theater, let's go home and wait for the phone call to go to work, half pay during the holidays, tsk, how can there be a kind head like me in this world, you don't have to work to get half of it..."

"Commander, is this a good thing according to the law," he didn't finish his words, when suddenly a laughing voice came from the crowd, "Due to wars, natural disasters... When the labor breaks due to force majeure, the employer needs to pay 50% of the salary, but it is clearly written in the Civil Code. ”

When the words landed, Zhang Wuzhou said expressionlessly: "Does the Civil Code say that students like you, who study law in college and act in comedy because of their interest in acting in comedy, are actually very annoying."

I'm afraid there isn't a second theater company in Seoul that will take you on stage as a guest, Jang Yoon-chul? ”

Hearing this, a young man of medium stature not far from his right, not particularly handsome but very pleasing to the eye, which made people easily feel good, said with a hippie smile: "Well, that's not true, but I have always respected your vision of the head of the regiment, just when I didn't say anything just now, okay..."

And while the two were jokingly arguing, thousands of kilometers away from Seoul, there was also the hinterland of the ice field plane separated by a space barrier.

One of their colleagues was lying naked in a patch of ice and snow, looking at the ancient city made of huge stones in the distance, a hideous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he muttered to himself: "What a blessing to have such a windfall when I was about to leave."

This is the 21st major city, and it's not bad..." )