After winning the victory at a much heavier price than expected, Zhang Longchu breathed a sigh of relief, but then a blank expression appeared on his face, and he silently thought in his heart: "Now there is no one who resists, but how should I control this huge metal city from outside, uh, what should I do next, if I can't control it, destroy it completely." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But this city was originally made up of the fragments of strange things that I used the Heroic Spirit Creation as a medium to devour other Star Eaters, and if I destroyed it, wouldn't it be useless to ask for trouble these days..."

As he pondered, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the metal giant city beneath his feet and began to make a 'clatter...' sound from light to heavy, and everything from the ground to the towering high-rise buildings broke down into countless tiny squares and began to rearrange and combine.

Soon the shape of the city changed from an irregular circle to a regular triangle, and then a pyramid-shaped building with a height of more than a kilometer rose in the center.

Then, with the building as the center, layers of metal buildings arranged in the form of a ring, like building blocks, appeared one after another, and after more than ten minutes, the inexplicable upheaval of the metal giant city was finally completed, and finally a steady stream of silicon-based life was born from the pyramid in the center of the city.

Seeing the emergence of new metal creatures, Zhang Longchu first felt a tangle in his heart, thinking that the war was about to start again, and then he felt that although those silicon-based beings could act independently, they were like their own hands and feet, as long as they were willing to be driven by their will, they could be controlled freely.

In line with this realization, he tried to manipulate those metal creatures to make a few movements as he wished, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his heart, while hurriedly conveying the oracle, stopping the expeditionary army of the First Dragon Clan, which was eager to launch a new round of attacks;

While suddenly realizing it, he thought: "So that's the case, each world controlled by the Star Eater has different rules, and the law of conquest of the fragments of the strange world composed of silicon-based lifeforms is that as long as all the metal creatures are suppressed, the new silicon-based life will be used by the conqueror."

I just don't know if the rules for these silicon-based lifeforms to be transformed from the world of strange things into the real world are any different from those of the Heroic Spirits, if they are the same, then the machine program is difficult to wear out naturally, and it can only be generated by war attrition...

Alas, what are you thinking about now, in short, there is one more race in the world of strange things that can be controlled by me, and I will inevitably have more power in the future reality.

More importantly, this incident made me realize that the 'world' controlled by the Star Eaters can devour each other, and in this case, the greatest enemy of our terrifying demon kings is probably not the bitter hostility and fear of other intelligent beings, but the covetousness of the same kind..."

After thinking for a while, Zhang Longchu opened his eyes, touched his stomach, sat up from the bed, looked through the window and saw that it was already dark, stretched his waist, washed up, changed into a set of clean clothes, and strolled out of the rented apartment.

After coming to the street, his original intention was to find a random restaurant to fill his stomach that had been hungry for two days and one night, but he didn't expect to walk a few steps, and a subtle feeling suddenly rose in his heart that he had lost something, and he couldn't help but stop.

If it is an ordinary person, this kind of inexplicable but inexplicable but inexplicable induction, maybe shake his head and pass, but for Zhang Longchu, who has a keen intuition, this inexplicable intuition often means that a happy event or a disaster is coming, and neither of these two points can be ignored.

So ignoring the strange stares cast by the pedestrians around him, he frowned, stood in the middle of the trail and slowly turned his body, once facing the south, and then facing the north for a while, and slowly turned into a side road on the right.

Later, at a speed that was not much faster than a tortoise, Zhang Longchu walked on the streets of Gangbuk-gu, Seoul under the guidance of his intuition, and he didn't know how many streets and alleys he passed, and unknowingly came to the bank of the Han River.

The Han River, the most famous river on the Korean Peninsula, originates in the Taebaek Mountains and flows west through Gangwon-do, Gyeonggi-do, and Chungcheongbuk-do, running through Seoul, the capital of South Korea, dividing the entire city into two areas: north and south.

If it's summer, the Seoul section of the Han River at night is brightly lit on both sides of the river, and there are crowds of people exercising, relaxing, and eating snacks everywhere, but in the harsh winter season at the end of January and early February, although there are still scattered young men and women wearing winter clothes and braving the cold wind to fall in love, and occasionally a few food stalls are open, but it is still a lot more deserted.

Looking around at the empty river surface and trails, Zhang Longchu frowned, and muttered softly in his mouth, "Why did you get here, don't you want to go into the water...", and continued to move forward with induction, but I didn't expect to walk along the riverside trail for a dozen steps, and my head was clear without warning, and there was no more subtle feeling before.

"It's gone..."Stunned to stop, Zhang Longchu was slightly stunned at first, opened his mouth and muttered to himself, then thought for a while, walked a few steps backwards, and found that the strange feeling of losing something hit his heart again, and then advanced a few meters again, and the feeling disappeared in an instant.

"Can't you feel it when you get closer, it shouldn't be a danger, it's a good thing, then the biggest possibility is..."

The sky was overcast, but he could still see at a glance by the dim street lamps on the side of the road that the trail was clean and there was nothing, so he quickly turned his attention to the long green belt in the middle and on both sides of the road.

In this case, it is impossible to solve the problem by looking at it alone, so you can only climb the flower bed and slowly rummage in it, but a normal person, in the night of a few degrees below zero, squatting in the green belt near the river in the center of the city, it is really unreasonable to say that there is no reason, Zhang Longchu can only secretly smile bitterly, pretending to be drunk, and muttering in his mouth, "Another pot of roast beer, I can still drink it all."

Where's the wine, where is the wine...", stumbling into the green belt by the river and groping around.

Occasionally, someone passing by would hear his drunken gibberish, and all of them walked away in disgust, and a small number of citizens with a sense of social responsibility would call the police and say that there was a drunk man destroying the flower bed on a certain section of the Han River after hiding away.

Fortunately, Zhang Longchu does not change his body and also has the strengthening ability of the full quality of the body at the peak of silver, and when he gets serious, he is as fast as a ghost in the eyes of ordinary people, whenever a police car arrives, he can easily consume it as long as he plays hide and seek with the police officers around the green belt, and then continue to rummage through himself.

Time passed slowly, and it was early in the morning.

At this moment, the already bitterly cold temperature on both sides of the empty Han River has become even lower, and there is a strange sound of gale wind, which clears the pedestrians on the shore road.

In this case, there is no need to pretend to be drunk, and no one will disturb Zhang Longchu's aimless 'treasure hunt', but his expression has become more and more impatient.

"I've been looking for a few hours, except for the soil, it's rotten flowers, broken leaves, so smelly and dirty, I'm going crazy if I look for it again, no, I have to think of a way, I can't always touch like a fool..."

At this moment, just as a bright moon stood out from the gap in the dark clouds, under the light of the fleeting bright moonlight, Zhang Longchu suddenly caught a glimpse of a faint glimmer of light in the distance, his heart moved, he rushed towards the shining place, reached out and touched it, and grabbed a metal block the size of half a fingernail from the soil.

"Sure enough, it's a fragment of a strange world," wiping off the dirt attached to it, rubbing it to feel its familiar touch, he blurted out in surprise: "It's not in vain that I have been working for so long...", carefully put the metal block into his coat pocket, strolled away from the riverside in a mess, and walked towards the avenue.

On the way, Zhang Longchu was distracted and issued an oracle, and in the world of strange things, he summoned an expeditionary army ten times larger than the previous one, and marched towards the starfish, which can be said to be a shock to the world.

In the real world, when this great god of the world of strange things came to the side of the street, because his body was covered with mud and dirtier than a homeless man, he reached out and stopped several taxis in succession without success, and finally could only sigh and go hungry on foot towards his rented apartment.

While walking, I hope to encounter a steam room halfway, or a bus stop or subway entrance, so that I can save some energy.

Many people have already fallen asleep at midnight, but for the red men and women in the city, it is only the beginning of the dazzling and colorful nightlife, and when he comes, his attention is completely focused on discerning the direction with direct direction, and he wants to leave only to find that he is in the most prosperous neighborhood in Gangnam, Seoul.

If you are an ordinary person, even if you are thick-skinned and dressed like beggars walking through the streets full of glamorous and fashionable men and women, you will still feel very uncomfortable surrounded by the strange eyes they cast.

But for Zhang Longchu, who subconsciously classifies all the ordinary people who don't know each other as ants, this feeling will not exist, after all, as an intelligent creature at the top of the evolutionary chain, people will not be inferior in front of small insects.

In this way, there was no psychological burden, looking around for a while, he saw a bus stop from a distance, his pupils couldn't help but light up, subconsciously quickened his pace, and passed lightly next to a couple holding hands in front of him, but he didn't expect that there was a retrograde figure in front of him, rushing towards him.

Seeing that the two were about to collide together, Zhang Longchu's body suddenly swung slightly like a catkins blown by the breeze, and avoided it just right, but the rushing figure had lost its balance because someone suddenly blocked the way and wanted to dodge, and his mouth had already let out a "Ahhh (To be continued.) )