Aoze is testing the cooldown time for round-the-world travel.

According to his tests, the cooldown time for a round-the-world trip is about an hour or so after a round trip.

Such a cooldown can be said to be the superpower with the longest cooldown time since he gained his superpower.

But considering the distance of the world travel and the ability to translate the language, there is nothing wrong with just weakening the number of times.

He used his ability to travel around the world and hop from Tokyo to New York.

Sunny cities are quickly replaced by night-filled cities, with brilliant neon lights dotting New York City like stars.

People of all colors walk through the streets of New York, forming a beautiful landscape.

Aosawa wants to select the powerful people and give the strong voice to the weak, so as to observe what happens to the weak people after they get the strong voice.

and whether the duration of time is permanent, as it thinks, and whether it is permanent.

He probably didn't think there was a problem.

But it doesn't take much effort to carry out such an experiment, so there is no need to be lazy.

Aosawa lifted the defensive force field against Tetsuji Hojo, and prepared to apply the defensive force field to those who were attached to the reinforcement voice, so that he could grasp the opponent's position at any time.

He uses the power of catalyst sensing to search for powerful martial artists.

……

David Upchurch is a semi-gangster in Queens.

He has all the white people's opinions of people like them, likes to abuse drugs, likes to be foul-mouthed, is uneducated, can only buy anything for zero dollars, and never wants to work seriously.

Even so, he would scold those people in the United States every day.

There are no good people in this world.

Of course, he is an exception, and not working is the hardship that his grandfather's generation has already endured for him.

Now he takes these things, and does all the things, all the benefits that those white people should compensate him for.

He also forgot how many children he had.

Anyway, for him, doing that kind of thing with a woman, any work related to safety is unpleasant.

He would never do it.

When he is really pregnant, he is often the first time to run, and he doesn't feel that there is anything wrong.

That's how he came over when he was a kid.

Fathers disappeared early, and those who thought they needed father's love did not understand their strong genes.

Tonight, as usual, David yawned into a supermarket, took something from the shelves at random, packed it up, yawned again, and swaggered out of the door.

No one stood in the way.

The last dutiful employee who dared to block their zero-dollar purchase has been fired.

David returned to his tent on the side of the street, the kind of guy who didn't even look down on the gangs, who could only run errands for those people and occasionally help sell drugs, but he wouldn't be a part of it.

People like those who sell drugs don't usually touch drugs.

He touched.

Plus there is no money, you can only do some things to get those drugs.

Life is sparse, and he doesn't care.

Life is short, and you should be happy in time.

Those who hold it may not be as happy as he is.

David entered the tent, opened his bag, and prepared today's dinner.

The curtain of the tent was suddenly lifted, and the skin he hated the most stood there.

"Law!"

David just wanted to scold, but he saw the man's face clearly, the angular face revealed majesty, and his eyes reminded him of the boss of the Trident Gang.

When swallowing the dirty words in his mouth, David can mix in this rotten Queens District, and naturally he has some eyesight.

He only dared to scold those who did not dare to fight back.

"Is there anything you can do?"

"I will give you divine powers."

Qing Ze looked around and felt that this person was the most suitable for himself, and he had abused drugs all year round, making his body tattered and very weak.

"Huh?!"

Davy had a look on his face like what are you talking about, he doesn't read much, but he's not so easy to deceive.

God gave him the power of a human being, which can only happen in movies.

It is impossible for this to happen in reality, and there are really good things, and they are all enjoyed by white masters.

Qing Ze raised his left hand.

David finally couldn't help it, he didn't care who it was, this was his tent, this was his territory!

"Fake, you!"

Before he could finish his foul mouth, he suddenly felt a powerful push back sensation erupt from behind, making him unable to dodge it, and directly met the left hand.

The moment his shoulder was grabbed, David saw the milky white gas spread outward from the palm of his hand and burrow into his body.

"Wardfack?!"

David subconsciously burst into foul language.

After the milky power poured into his body, David felt that his weak body was quickly filled with strength, and his limbs became strong, as if he could crush a stone with just a clench.

The heart was beating strongly.

David's face was full of consternation, he looked at the white man in front of him, and lost his voice: "Are you God?" ”

"Change your bad habits, and you will be able to go to heaven."

Aoze gave this defensive force field to ensure that he could keep track of his whereabouts at any time, and then use the ability of elemental displacement to turn himself into an invisible wind.

The man disappeared outside the tent.

David looked at this scene stupidly, and in the past thirty-two years, the three views established have been completely shattered.

God really existed and gave him power.

I thought that the movie was full of deceptive ghost stories, but it turned out that the director's style was unexpectedly realistic.

"Law." David just wanted to scold to relieve his mood, but he thought of what God said, and quickly swallowed the words in his mouth.

If heaven exists, then hell should also exist.

If he can't go to heaven when he dies, he can only go to hell.

David didn't want to go to hell.

It's painful enough to be alive, and he will go to hell after death, he resolutely doesn't want to do that, looks down at the goods he bought for zero yuan, and quickly grabs it and runs outside.

David hadn't read a book, but he also knew which was more cost-effective, between a few decades of patience and a thousand years of happiness.

"Hey, David, I have a batch here, do you want it?"

"I'm not doing that kind of thing anymore, don't look for me in the future!"

David loudly declined the friend's invitation.

In the past, he may have had a little hesitation, but now, the power surging in his body brings him unparalleled confidence.

So that he can say no loudly to the drugs those.

He wants to go to heaven, so he has to be a good person first.

……

After Qing Ze gave David a strong voice from the martial artist, he quickly returned to the martial artist's side.

The deprived martial artist was paralyzed on the ground, unable to make a sound or do anything, except to roll his eyes and scan a human head on the table.

It was his latest collection, and before he could embalm it, an accident occurred.

Qing Ze stood on the ground, grabbed the cat lying on the sofa with his telekinesis, brought it to his hand, and deprived the cat's voice.

He wanted to try to see if the person who had been deprived of his voice would be able to accept the voice of a cat.

The left hand fell on the martial artist's body, and milky white gas gushed, but it did not enter, but only wrapped around his left hand.

"No."

Aosawa muttered, returning the cat's voice.

"Meow!"

The freed cat was startled and hurriedly stayed away from here.

Aosawa blasts the martial artist out with the power of the marker blast, then uses his globetrotting ability to jump back to Tokyo, Japan.

He wanted to keep using it, and found that the ability had entered a cooldown time again.

Let's see if the cooldown will be longer or shorter this time, he used it for a while just two times.

Qing Ze stood on the rooftop, looking at the advertising screens outside the major department stores below, where advertisements were playing.

He was still a little surprised that those people had made such a big fuss.

But after thinking about it, I think it's very reasonable.

Isn't the use of the Holy Lord's identity to facilitate this matter just to make them more positive?

It's just that in terms of time, it's shorter than he imagined, he gave three days, and this game is only more than two days?

Aosawa decided to go to the Tokyo Budokan to take a look, using Schrödinger's cat ability, his body was translucent, and his mind moved.

The man appears outside the Tokyo Budokkan.

Before ten o'clock in the morning, there was already a sea of people outside, gathering a large number of melon-eating people, Internet celebrity bloggers, news media, and martial artists eager to sign up.

The title of the strongest on the surface.

There are no rules, and you can kill at will.

These conditions are too tempting for martial artists.

People who are hungry for money, people who are hungry for fame, people who are hungry for fighting powerful enemies, all of them can satisfy themselves in this tournament.

There is a serious imbalance between the number of participants and the number of people who eat melons.

Qing Ze looked at those martial artists and found familiar figures in them.

How did Tetsuji end up here? Did the advertising slogan of the second middle school inspire his man's enthusiasm?

Doubts flashed through my mind.

He saw two other familiar figures in the crowd.

Qing Ze didn't feel strange about the appearance of these two.

He swept over the martial artists at the scene, looked in a certain direction of the crowd, and left the Tokyo Budokan.

These things don't need to be dealt with by him, just wait for the results.

He will continue to test the ability of the sound of all things, trying to see if he can contain the complex sounds, and if he can extract the monster sounds created by the mirror flower and the moon, and then give them to humans.

……

In the midst of the crowd in line.

Peter looked at the crowd of melon-eaters gathered around him, as well as the team of martial artists who were about to register.

From front to back, it's really a team.

With an excited expression on his face, he said, "Haha, it's really surprising that the Japanese government actually holds this kind of event." ”

"It's true that there are a lot of good-looking guys gathered here, and it's really exciting."

Sophia behind her continued, how could she be absent from such a grand competition.

Win or lose, if you don't even have the courage to throw a punch, you don't deserve to be a bad person.

In her cognition, bad is the existence that dares to rebel against anyone, even her own fate, and can be said to be brave.

"Is that guy coming?"

She muttered.

Peter knew who his aunt was talking about, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, he will definitely come here, and the blood of men will drive him to this battlefield." ”

"If that's the case, it's better."

Sophia clenched her fists, the fear in her body had dissipated, and it was time to challenge the other party again.

(End of chapter)