Chapter 42: Heaven

At that time, the undercurrent in Libra District was surging, and several local forces were in danger.

I heard that the skeleton has the intention of rectifying the Libra area, and there was the Shentu Gang as a containment before, but now no force can stop the skeleton.

Outside help, please?

What are you kidding, which is the closest to the skeleton?

It's not Sakura Rain, one of the four major forces, the skeleton has the strength to connect with the big forces, where do they have it?

Mo Sheng did not participate in this action of the great unification of the Libra District, and it was rare that the cherry blossom rain that the small forces thought did not come, and he only knew that the death legion of the skeleton swept in all directions, and each legion was followed by a man in black wearing a mask.

This costume is already well known among the forces of Liberty City, members of the God Order!

Mo Sheng sat on the sofa in the living room of the stronghold, with a movie in front of him that I don't know what era it was made, integrating horror, fantasy, and technology.

Chop and Jiang He are discussing something fiercely, since Jiang He participated in the God Organization, the entire stronghold has become extremely lively, I thought it was a cold royal sister type, but the reality is a mouth cannon.

Especially the debate between her and Xie Yuhua, every time she quarreled, she almost asked Mo Sheng to give them a shot.

"Hey, the woman who can only eat, pour me a glass of water." Jiang He looked at the circuit diagram and called at Xie Yuhua, "Just you, what do you look at?" ”

Xie Yuhua slapped the table suddenly, joked, who would dare to command himself to serve tea and pour water from childhood to adulthood?

"What? Can you do anything other than serve tea and pour water? Jiang He chuckled and ignored her.

"I ......" Xie Yuhua was speechless for a moment, as if she really made her say it accurately, and she really didn't seem to be able to do anything now.

Wrong!

It's not that he can't do anything, it's that this man doesn't let himself do it!

Mo Sheng was just about to communicate with the divine body, looking at this woman's indignant eyes full of doubts.

"What do you see me doing?"

"Hmph." Xie Yuhua snorted, took out a can of drink she had just bought from the water cabinet and threw it over.

Jiang He caught it steadily: "Although they are all products of chemistry and products, but your money buys them, and you don't drink them for nothing." ”

"Poor ghost." Xie Yuhua said disdainfully.

As soon as these words came out, Jiang He's fingers pinched the drink bottle fiercely, and with Mo Sheng's eyes, it was already deformed.

The word poor made her extremely sensitive, and Mo Sheng only knew about it.

However, they did not participate in the war themselves, communicated with the gods, opened their eyes again, and the sky and the earth were dyed as one, and the eyes were all white.

It's not unusual to have snow on the peaks, but the presence of snow in the mountains and forests proves that it's winter.

The sense of the four seasons in Villefranche is very weak, but not here.

He got up, his body shook slightly, dispersed the snow on his body, and walked through the sky until he passed through this primeval forest.

Sometimes you can see a few behemoths moving, and you can't tell what kind of creatures they are.

Walking through the forest, he saw a town, and when Mo Sheng saw the clothes worn by the pedestrians inside, he could no longer calm down.

Coarse linen clothes, dressed as an ancient Chinese civilian, and then look at the carriages that pull goods are all mechanical transformations, to put it bluntly, it is a mechanical horse.

"Looks like this is a transit point." He looked at his outfit, and it didn't seem to be a big deal except that it was flashy.

He slowly descended to the gate of the town, which was completely open without an army guard.

The town is bustling with traffic, and the sense of conflict between the old and the new is very strong.

As he walked down the streets of the town, several people gave him a few strange glances, but they did not cause any alarm.

Mo Sheng came to a restaurant, this Chinese-style restaurant, there was a lot of noise inside, and this atmosphere made him miss it.

"Hey objectivity, what to eat?"

There was also a shopkeeper, with a towel draped over his shoulders and his sleeves rolled up, leading Mo Sheng to an empty seat.

It's a bit strange that the fighter body is running, but it can't analyze the data of these people.

"Whatever."

As soon as he finished speaking, he secretly said badly.

It's a bit of a headache to think of the sound of my body, whose template was this body designed according to in the first place?

This majestic voice, like a chant, can't communicate normally at all.

"Hehe, this objective is quite trendy, this is the voice-changing equipment in the capital, what kind of activities do you want to participate in when you look at the objectivity?" The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, then smiled, and didn't think of anything.

"Hmm." Mo Sheng had to nod,

Then the shopkeeper handed him a paper menu, which still has pictures.

It had been a long time since he had seen this kind of paper, and Liberty City didn't usually use paper at all, all the materials were synthetic, even the toilet paper was paper-like synthetic.

It was as if the paper had completely disappeared from that city.

Scrambled eggs with tomatoes, minced eggplant, ground three fresh......

The more I looked at Mo Sheng, the more surprised I became, could it be that this was a blue star?

What's going on!

Suppressing the surprise in his heart, he asked for a bowl of rice and scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

Soon, the dish was served, and smelling the familiar aroma of the dish, a feeling of being in a different world lingered in my heart.

In fact, this body no longer needs to replenish energy in this way, since it is a template of God, it naturally depends on the cosmic substance.

After eating and drinking, he looked around in a daze.

Did you cross again......

When he came back to his senses, the shopkeeper took the bill, which was about to be settled.

"This objectivity, a total of five heavenly coins."

"Heaven's Coins?" Mo Sheng was puzzled, thinking that this was a world that had nothing to do with Liberty City.

He pulled out the mechanical box, and there was an energy device inside, which he had received from the last time he killed the blood spirit.

But it didn't work for him.

The shopkeeper took it, his face full of doubts.

"Objectively, our store transactions are all Shangcang coins, you ...... Unruly. ”

"Call your boss, he'll know." This voice was majestic, and the shopkeeper was thrilled for a while.

ran to the counter in a panic, and there was nothing like what was filmed in countless film and television dramas, calling people out at every turn, causing contradictions.

Normal should be like this, the parties and the parties to resolve, provided that both people are normal people.

"This objectivity, I have seen your device, but energy products are now ...... in the private sector" The boss walked over and looked left and right, and said, "It's illegal." ”

Mo Sheng smiled and said nothing, knowing that he still had something to say.

"But we take it."

After coming out, Mo Sheng left the town.

There is a country here, called God.

This time, he did not take the sky, but walked slowly, stepping on the snow and facing the wind, to the core of the country, the imperial capital.