His eyes scanned the circular square, and soon he noticed the presence of ink dust.

Suddenly, the giant eyes of the sky dome swept over like the sun, staring at the ink dust, and the dense bloodshot made it even more terrifying.

"To get through here, you have to answer me a question......" The monster's voice was low like thunder, and the rumbling continued to echo over the square, while a large amount of gray mist began to form in the square, and continued to envelop the ink dust.

"You're the only one here?, you're Ru'er's husband?" Mo Chen asked directly, his spirit leaning out slightly, touching the surroundings here.

As soon as these gray mist came into contact, a lot of them were absorbed, and the stone bricks on the ground also had some kind of inexplicable blocking and detection effect.

"Answer my question, if you answer it correctly, everything will be solved......" Giant Eye said in a deep voice, "but there are many people who answer questions from me, but very few of them can satisfy me."

So, if within twenty breaths, your answer yields a result that I am satisfied with, then I will eat you and wait for the next candidate. ”

"Got it, you say it. Mochen nodded.

He probably understood what kind of character this monster was, it should have been set up here as a mission level to block the tester's test, and there would be some events in the shops on the street that allowed the tester to go to this test site.

The monster blinked, and the black glow that looked like eyelids was closing slightly, and it looked like a giant eye was squinting.

"My question is, can you count how many arms I have?"

He shook the tentacles on his body, making a subtle vibration sound, and the tentacles waved in the air, constantly whistling, and even the space around him seemed to ripple.

Mochen counted carefully.

"Eight arms. He replied earnestly.

"Are you sure? give you another chance!" the monster continued, the voice getting louder and louder, and the ground began to shake a little.

Mo Chen hesitated, frowned slightly and counted again.

“...... So...... Four arms?" he felt as if half of the monster's eight tentacles were tentacles, shaped more like a sword than a tentacle.

"Watch your words! your answer will determine your life or death!" the monster waved his arms faster and faster, and his six arms were slowly becoming translucent and invisible.

"So...... Are they two?" Mochen felt a little uncertain again.

"Look at it again!?" the monster snapped out of its body and waved its arms wildly.

Flicker......

The whistling of arms waving through the air became more and more intense.

"Shijo?"

"Look again?" two more arms popped out, splitting out of the monster's body.

"Hachijo?"

"See again?" Four arms joined the monster's side and began to wave.

"Twelve?" Mo Chen's face was expressionless.

"Hahahaha, I'm sorry, you guessed ...... wrong"

"Boom !!"

A loud bang exploded.

Ink dust rushed forward like a punch.

In just an instant, the aftermath that bloomed from Mo Chen's fist directly blasted into the center of the giant eye, directly blasting it up.

A large amount of flesh and blood poured down like a torrential rain, like the heavens weeping.

"I'm sick of it, I've been playing with this kind of thing for so long...... It seems that my pressure has been too great recently......" Mo Chen's face was a little cold, and the faint blue tendons on his forehead burst out, he slowly withdrew his hand, but found that in the vast blood rain, a humanoid figure was falling from the sky.

Ink Dust leaped forward slightly, grabbed the humanoid figure, and fell to the ground.

"Bang Bang ......"

Behind him, a large number of pieces of flesh and blood continued to fall, smashing into the ground of the square, making loud noises and disgusting pops.

Walking quickly through the square, Ink Dust soon came to the edge of a pool, and the power of the divine soul bloomed, and after clearing a clean area, he threw the unconscious man into the pool.

"Poof!"

The man held back for almost dozens of breaths, and when Mo Chen thought he was going to suffocate him, the man suddenly woke up, jumped up, and kept gasping for breath.

Mo Chen looked at it and found that the man's whole body was full of fat, his round body was like a tumbler, and his face was blessed, even if he didn't smile, he could feel happy on his face.

This kind of person is more suitable for business, and it looks very pleasing to the eye.

The spirit was completely stirred, and found that there was no one else in the square,

"Your wife Ru'er asked me to come and bring you back, she has been waiting for you, she will never betray you. Mo Chen directly brought the original words of the proprietress to him.

"No, I'm fine here. The fat man replied with a smile as if nothing had happened before, "However, if you can help me find a treasure hidden in the dungeon here, I will go back with you ......."

Boom!!

Mo Chen directly slapped the man to the ground.

The ground shook, the slabs cracked, and a large amount of dust splattered up.

The man who had just woken up was directly knocked unconscious by the ink dust, his face was covered with blood and his legs were dragged by the ink dust, and he walked through the square and towards the block where the jewelry store was located.

Back at the jewelry store, Mochen squeezed the boss's huge body into the store door, but he couldn't squeeze it in.

Soon, an old woman in a long white dress slowly walked out of the jewelry store.

She looked at the man on the ground with tears in her eyes.

"You're finally ...... Finally back......"

Mo Chen stood aside, watching this scene, and gradually he noticed that the light and shadow around him began to distort, and the environment began to blur.

In the blink of an eye, he was already standing in a dark, cold stone room.

A gray-haired old man was facing him, wearing a big red robe, his face was serious, and the cultivation of the Wandering Soul Realm was faintly emanating, forming a large number of divine soul tentacles, manipulating the pens around him to write continuously, as if he was recording something.

"The caretaker of the square at the first level, do you think your handling is fair?" the old man asked aloud.

Mo Chen immediately understood that this was an inquiry about his performance just now.

"What about justice, what about injustice, in this world, especially in today's environment, strength is everything. Mo Chen didn't stun the old man with his palm as he did before, because he didn't see a lot of books in this room, and it was obvious that this was not the interior of Shirota, but the place where the old man worked.

If he directly solves the old man now, if he can't get a way out here, I'm afraid he will wake up the old man again.

It's too much trouble to come and go.

"Strength!?Joke!" Unexpectedly, the old man suddenly became excited, and the pale hair twisted directly like an iron hook, and the tip was facing the ink dust.

"What kind of strength are you!?Have you ever thought ......?"

The old man didn't finish his words, because his face had been seized by the ink dust, and the great force coming from it seemed to crush his skull, and both eyes were about to burst open......