Chapter Seventy-One: Wandering Like a Fairy

Walking in front of Zhang Muzi, Li Xiangzhi wiped her tears, rubbed her son's face, and kept looking up and down.

Seeing that Zhang Muzi's expression looked a little haggard, he couldn't help but muttered distressedly in his mouth, "Muzi, look at what you have become, you must have suffered a lot."

I said don't go to Africa, don't go to Africa, where is too poor, the society is very chaotic, I want to experience foreign culture, go to Europa to see the castles, visit the vineyards, wouldn't it be nice to go to 'Zabidi', but even the passport was stolen, and I almost couldn't go home, I was afraid to think about it..."

Seeing that her mother was getting more and more sad, and gradually became angry, Zhang Muzi hurriedly said: "Mom, Africa is not as messy as you think, and when you and your father traveled to 'Europa', weren't they all stolen by pickpockets in Florence, Paris, and Lyon."

When I'm unlucky, I will encounter accidents when I stay at home, and I was just unlucky to be stolen this time, and I just lost my salute, and I didn't encounter any danger at all. โ€

Hearing him say this, Li Xiangzhi's expression softened a little, plus Zhang Hanmin, who was standing on the side, was a 'hard-hearted' and knowledgeable man after all, although he also felt sorry for the wolf bรจi's unbearable son, but he still helped: "Wife, Muzi's words are good, and it is right to be a manly husband, to see the world more and experience some hardships and hardships."

When I was as old as Muzi, I was robbed by blacks and Mexicans when I went to school alone in the United States, and at that time more than a dozen people surrounded me to sell a blank CD of 100 meters of gold, and I almost um, in short, child, the sinister of society always has to go through something to mature, and always tie him to us, when will he grow up. โ€

Her husband's words were reasonable, and after all, her son was about to go to college, and it was time for him to have his own ideas and lifestyle, Li Xiangzhi could only sigh in the end and didn't say anything more.

In this way, the family of three left the airport in silence, got into a taxi waiting for guests at the airport highway entrance, and rushed to the restaurant that the couple had chosen for their greedy son since childhood.

On the way, Zhang Hanmin broke the silence and said: "Muzi, we will go back to the hotel immediately after eating, you have a good rest, and your mother and I will take you to the 'tutoring center' to meet your Aunt Gu tomorrow morning."

It has troubled their family for more than two months, and helped you get admitted to such a good university, our family should be solemnly grateful. โ€

"Yes, tomorrow morning and night, your father and I plan to choose the best restaurant in Seoul and entertain your Aunt Gu's family to express our hearts. Li Xiangzhi, who was sitting in the back seat, also looked at her son with a lot of eyes, and said along with her husband's words.

In traditional Chinese ethics, there has always been a view of 'receiving the grace of a drop of water from a person, and reciprocating it when a spring springs reciprocate', not to mention that the only son was helped at a very critical moment in his life, and his grades improved by hundreds of points within two or three months, and he was admitted to a university that was a whole grade higher than the best result expected.

Therefore, after the joint entrance examination, they have never had the opportunity to formally express their gratitude to the An family, which has always been the regret of the Zhang family, and it is also a matter of course for them to take the opportunity of a family of three to gather in 'Seoul' before their son starts college.

Understanding the mood of his parents, Zhang Muzi nodded without any opinion.

Seeing that the mature aura that only came after the ordeal between his son's eyebrows seemed to be gradually disappearing, and he slowly regained his familiar demeanor, Li Xiangzhi felt a lot more comfortable inexplicably, and said softly: "Muzi, after going to the 'cram school' tomorrow morning to meet your Aunt Gu, your father and I plan to take you to the 'Mingzhi University' to familiarize yourself with the environment."

When the new students report, your parents will laugh at you when you follow you, so we will be laughed at by a day early..."

In the past two months in Africa, accustomed to seeing the conflict of interests and bloody killings, eleven, twelve, and even eight or nine-year-old children were forced by the cruel living environment to wear overly fat military uniforms, and there were not only two examples of picking up weapons.

He listened to Li Xiangzhi's advice with meek eyes and listened quietly, nodded slightly, and then according to his parents' arrangement, he went to the restaurant to have a good meal, and went directly back to the 'Hanna Hotel' where Zhang Hanmin and Li Xiangzhi lived most often when they came to Seoul, and washed and rested.

However, in the dead of night and after his parents were asleep, Zhang Muzi, who was lying alone in the small bedroom of the hotel suite, suddenly opened his eyes.

After his vitality was enhanced by the biased extreme evolution, after a few days of adaptation, he now only needs to rest for three or four hours to ensure a full day of energy.

Feeling that he could no longer sleep, in the dark, Zhang Muzi turned on the TV with the remote control and looked at the time, seeing that it was only three o'clock in the morning, he couldn't help but sigh with a wry smile, and was stunned for a while, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and on a hard skin full of holes behind him, he pulled off a honeycomb-shaped, egg-sized ball.

Closing his eyes and carefully sensing the remaining energy of the brood in his hand, he put on his clothes, thought he had quietly opened the bedroom door, and was about to slip out of the suite, when he suddenly heard the snoring of his father in the master bedroom with the door open, and he was startled, and hurriedly closed his bedroom door gently.

Failed to sneak away, think about it carefully and feel that my parents are very familiar with each other in the 'Hanna Hotel', even if they can sneak out of the room, it is easy to expose afterwards, Zhang Muzi thought about it, and finally a trace of different color flashed in his eyes, strolled to the window, and slowly opened the window entirely.

From the fifth floor, about fourteen or five meters in the air, he had a bird's-eye view of Seoul, which was full of high-rise buildings, and saw that the 'sleeping' city was no longer lit up at the beginning of the nightlife, he took a deep breath of the cold air rushing in front of him, picked up the small 'beehive' in his hand, and with the turn of his mind, he created a monster that could be suspended in the air out of thin air.

When Zhang Muzi had just completed his evolution, after waking up on the beach, the ray-like creature created by the remote control 'mother nest' was similar, and it was also an irregular disk-like body, but it was more than twice as large as the size, and the head and tail were more than two meters long.

Under the flat abdomen, there are five rows of neatly arranged pores, and while the huge mouth with constantly wriggling flesh teeth inhales violently, it silently sprays out strands of air, supporting the body to float.

Carefully looking at the monster in front of him, and even reached out and pressed it hard to press its body hanging in the air, but it kept stretching and shaking like floating in the ocean, Zhang Muzi hesitated for two or three minutes, and finally muttered to himself in his mouth, "I'm really crazy, I'm really getting more and more crazy", his eyes closed and opened, and his whole face seemed to be suddenly covered with a layer of gloomy mist.

After that, he jumped lightly on tiptoe, and a small whirlwind suddenly appeared under his feet, and his fat body jumped out of the window like a piece of paper, and fell on the back of the huge 'ray' monster, standing against the wind without the slightest fear, driving the biochemical monster under his feet, soaring into the air, and rushing into the endless night over Seoul.

The Han River is formed by the confluence of the Namhangang River, which originates in the Taebaeksan Mountains in China, and the North Hangang River, which originates in the native area of the Korean Dynasty, at Gyeonggi-do in ancient Goryeo, and flows through Seoul before flowing into Hwaswan, the Hwawan River, the fourth longest and most important water vein on the Korean Peninsula.

Since the economic recovery of the Republic of China, the residents of Hancheng have long been accustomed to boating in the river in summer, and barbecue and picnic on the shore.

In winter, wear light sportswear, run and exercise on the neat trails by the river, and strengthen your body;

When the flowers bloom in spring and the autumn is abundant, they can enjoy the landscape water along both sides of the river, and it can be said that this water vein has been completely integrated into their lives.

But even so, at three or four o'clock in the evening, the dark coastal section of the Han River was long gone, until a black shadow fell from the sky and fell into an open field by the river.

After landing, he jumped off the back of the ray monster, Zhang Muzi looked around with solemn eyes, waved his hand and swayed a gust of yin wind, sweeping the distance of about 100 meters around his body, and said to himself in a strange tone in his mouth, "There is not a single wandering soul and wild ghost, but it is a clean realm." When his eyes closed, he changed, and then his feet went soft, and he staggered and almost collapsed to the ground.

This is the after-effect of summoning the gods to possess him, although he can already use a 'tool' to drive the pure blessing of the gods.

However, although these are not real lifeforms, the willpower of hundreds of millions of intelligent beings can gather hundreds or thousands of years before slowly taking shape, but they are like modern popular 'artificial intelligence', although they do not have the real consciousness that can think independently, but they have the 'character' given by the believers, and can still reverse affect Zhang Muzi's thinking mode.

Therefore, when he 'invited the gods to come up' just now, he would be fearless like a fairy, standing on the back of a biological monster and roaming the sky, and after landing, the gods 'drove back', and Zhang Muzi would no longer lose the memory of the time when he got up as before, and recalled the thrill not long ago, and naturally his feet were a little weak.

"It's really exciting to get the skyplane!" After a few breaths, his mind gradually calmed down, Zhang Muzi's pale face slowly returned to ruddy, and he stomped his feet coldly and took two steps forward to the shore, looked at the sparkling river water in the moonlight, rubbed the 'mother nest' in his hand and smiled slightly, and threw it into the water.

At this moment, a loud voice suddenly sounded in the distance, "Boy, why are you throwing garbage into the Han River, pick it up for me, otherwise, I will, I will call the police!"

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