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"City Lord, this is the virtual server you want."

The space in the tavern fluctuated, and Gao Chen stepped out of it panting, walked to He Yuan's side and saluted respectfully: "Look, can it be used in other worlds?"

Gao Chen said, a black instrument appeared in his hand, like a box, about twenty centimeters long and wide, with starlight shining on it, full of high-tech colors.

"Hmm." He Yuan took it.

"Is it too late? Probably not, right? ”

Gao Chen looked at He Yuan with an expression on his face, and he was worried in his heart, thinking that he had passed this reincarnation world experience.

However, he said that he had returned to his own world on the way to the virtual instrument he had explained to He Yuan before, and with He Yuan's permission, the scene in the tavern was played.

After a day or so, he persuaded his father to obtain the server and finally returned to Wanjie City.

"Isn't it just a day? Why do they look at me like that? ”

Gao Chen couldn't help but wonder when he saw everyone in the tavern looking at him in disbelief.

"The last time I returned to my own world from Ten Thousand Worlds City, although I spent half a year in Ten Thousand Worlds City, my own world has only passed for less than four days!" Gao Chen crossed his fingers and silently calculated: "This time I went back to my own world for about a day, it stands to reason that it has only been three months in the Ten Thousand Realms City, but why do they have such expressions?"

Thinking in his heart, Gao Chen's inquiring eyes looked at Zamon, hoping to give him an explanation for the sake of a good relationship.

After all, he was afraid that the flow of time would change again, delaying the task given to him by the city lord.

"Look at the scene on the wall."

As if he understood what Gao Chen meant, Zamon pointed to the only remaining Three Kingdoms World in the scene, and then looked back, looking at Gao Chen with a confused look on his face because of his words: "Zhang Xie has completed the reincarnation task, and we have been in the tavern for more than a year."

The scene on the wall was indeed only one world left, and Zhang Xie had completed the task seven months ago.

But Gao Chen didn't know because he was leaving, and at this time, he followed Zamon's finger and looked over.

"Has it really ended a world? But the last time I spent half a year in the City of Ten Thousand Worlds, it was only four days since I went back? ”

In the only remaining scene, only the figure of Zhu Sandao appeared, Gao Chen was stunned when he saw it, although he muttered, but the guests here, except for Qian Dajiang, which is not a powerful top power, where will not hear his whispers.

After hearing Gao Chen's words, everyone was stunned, and they all remembered the scene of returning to their own world, but they found that the speed of time was not the same as that in Gao Chen's world.

"That's not right." Zammon wondered. "After leaving the City of Ten Thousand Worlds last time, fifteen days have obviously passed in my world, and the clansmen thought that I had encountered some accident, and I almost changed the patriarch at that time."

He remembered the last time the reincarnation world ended, and after he returned to his own world, the people of the clan saw his concern and inquiry.

Thinking in his heart, he saw Zamon stand up, look at everyone and frown: "Half a year in the tavern, Gaochen's world is four days, and my world is fifteen days, so how long are you?"

"No, no, no."

Mo Yixi opened his eyes, he recalled that he came to the City of Ten Thousand Realms at the end of summer, but after he returned, it was already the beginning of autumn, so he said to Zameng: "It's January in the poor road."

"Isn't it all the same?" Zamon turned his head to look at the rest of the people, "How long have you been?"

"Three months." Gilgamesh spoke lightly.

For him, he has taken the place of God in his world.

So time doesn't matter to him.

"Ten days."

"Twenty days."

"Eight days."

When everyone heard Zamon's inquiry, they all spoke one after another because they were curious, hoping that the Lord of the Ten Thousand Worlds would give them an explanation.

But there was one person who did not participate in the speech of the people...

"Why are they all just a few dozen days?"

The martial artist in the corner was red-eyed, and he remembered the scene when he returned to his own world, when the enemy who was weaker than himself before, but now he was higher than his own realm, and suddenly roared in his heart: "Why is it that in my world, thirty years have passed!"

The past is unbearable, the enemy chases and kills, and the warrior flees.

But twenty-nine days later, in the end, the warrior was still caught by the enemy, if it weren't for the warrior's wit, he would have said it.

'I want to kill your whole family at the beginning, but let you go, now, you dare to wait another day, tomorrow at noon, a desperate battle! ’

After speaking, the warrior was meditating and pranayama in front of the enemy, as if he wanted to defend the last dignity.

In fact.

"Tomorrow, I will be able to enter the City of Ten Thousand Worlds again!" Wu Guan looked at the white-haired enemy in front of him, and was proud in his heart: "As long as the mission of the transcendent is long this time, Lao Tzu can survive you!"

And his enemy didn't know that the warrior still had such a means, so he held it.

"I wanted you to kill my whole family at the beginning, but I didn't expect it, thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi!" The enemy looked at the exhausted warrior with a look on his face, and his heart was full of joy. "What if you live one more day? I'll get you on your way early tomorrow morning! ”

The enemy thought in his heart, and he was not in a hurry to make a move, as if he wanted the warrior to suffer one more day of torture before death.

I saw him flick the hem of his clothes in a chic manner, cross his knees on the ground, meditate and pranayama with the warrior in front of him, quietly waiting for the sun to rise tomorrow.

But what the enemy didn't expect was that the warrior didn't move overnight, as if waiting for tomorrow's death.

But when the sun rose, the warrior suddenly laughed and said, "Boy! Do you dare to wait for another thirty years! ”

The warrior's voice fell, although the enemy didn't know what the situation was, so that he knew that it was not good in his heart, and when he was about to start, where was the shadow of the warrior in front of him..

"This reincarnation mission should take a long time, I hope this can survive him, otherwise that person will have another hundred and eighty years of skill.."

In the corner, the martial artist thought of the enemy who had almost reached the realm of gods and men, and the scene after cultivating again for two hundred years, and suddenly fell silent.

"Every world has a different flow rate.."

He Yuan heard the other people's answers and turned around.

When everyone saw the city lord turn around, they also stopped talking to each other.

When the warrior heard this, he also raised his head, after all, the flow of time was related to his life in disguise.

"The speed of time in the tavern is only eternally still for the main world where the City of Ten Thousand Worlds is located and the reincarnation world that has been controlled..."

After He Yuan saw that everyone was quiet, he opened his mouth to explain.

"But for the multiverse space-time where other life is located, there will be some subtle time differences, so the flow rate may not be the same every time."

When He Yuan's voice fell, everyone suddenly realized.

"It turns out that except for the world controlled by the city lord, we only enjoy the eternal life in the City of Ten Thousand Worlds, but we can't get the time stagnation of our own world." Gao Chen thought for a moment, looked at Zameng, who was also smiling, and said, "Tell me how Zhang Xie completed the task."

"Yes." Zamon pointed to the glass of water and said, "A cup of spiritual spring."

"Small." Gao Chen was disdainful.

"Interesting!" When Zammon heard this, he laughed.

"Then bring me a drink, too." Qian Dajiang hurriedly spoke.

"Oh." Gilgamesh looked at Gao Chen, and it was self-evident.

Mo Yixi opened his eyes.

The warrior sat in the corner, not knowing what to think.

Everyone talked and laughed, but during the conversation, they did not see the light of the fire from the oil lamp.

"When a certain multiverse is controlled by the City of Ten Thousand Worlds, the laws of time in that universe are formulated by the master of the City of All Worlds."