Gu Qingshan, Lin, and Laura took the boat of thorns and headed to the strange area in the most hidden way.
same moment.
the other side.
A world not far from the coastal world.
The Abyss Demonic Dragon transformed into a human form and was walking along the bustling street with someone.
"You mean - you have to buy everything here before you can make it your own, right?"
the man asked.
The Abyss Demonic Dragon nodded repeatedly: "Yes, currency is a widely circulated symbol of value that can be used to purchase various things."
"I see. No wonder we were chased and killed by a group of people for five or six streets because we didn't pay for the meal just now." The man said with interest.
The Abyss Demonic Dragon showed a flattering smile and said: "Sir, in fact, I only need your instructions, and I can easily kill all those people."
"No, that would be boring. It's more fun to follow the rules." The man turned around and gave the dragon a warning look.
The Abyss Demon Dragon immediately said: "Of course, everything is up to you."
"That's right. Now tell me, why do people passing by look at me so strangely?"
"Sir, maybe it's because you are wearing a skirt."
"What does the skirt mean?"
"It's a kind of clothing specially worn by women."
"I see, clothes are divided into male and female clothes. The Nine Billion Layer World is really particular and interesting."
The man stopped in the middle of the street and took off all his clothes.
"No problem this time." He said proudly.
The corner of the Abyss Demonic Dragon's mouth twitched and said: "Your Excellency, in this world of 900 million levels, wearing clothes is still respected in public."
"Why?"
"Because in the world of 900 million levels, all sentient beings like to make preliminary judgments about the status of a life based on their clothes and appearance."
"So the appearance of life is more important?"
"Yes."
The man sighed: "Is that so? No wonder after I didn't wear anything, there were a lot more eyes paying attention to me - being a human being is really troublesome."
"Yes, Your Excellency." This time the demon dragon replied with deep sympathy.
The man asked again: "Little guy, since appearance is so important, is there a place specifically designed to deal with people's appearance?"
The Abyss Demonic Dragon listened and fell into deep thought.
——This terrifying existence will never go for plastic surgery. If anyone dares to use a knife on its face, I'm afraid they won't even know how to write the word "death".
So……
"Sir, yes, that building is specially designed to take care of people's image."
The man looked in the direction pointed by the dragon.
I saw several women with different styles smiling on a big signboard.
In the blank space below these women, there are a few words written in common language.
"What do those words mean?"
"Wash, cut and blow, 10 yuan."
"10 yuan - is the amount of currency?"
"right."
"Do we have 10 yuan left?"
"Don't worry, sir. Although I usually don't go out with money, I still have enough money to repair my hair."
"Very well, let's go."
"Wait a moment, Your Excellency. I have to get you some clothes first. Walking naked on the street is something that will attract others' attention."
"Well, I don't like attracting attention. Find me some men's clothes."
"OK."
after an hour.
The Abyss Demonic Dragon accompanied the man and walked out of the fashion styling center.
This time, the man's image changed drastically.
He was wearing appropriate casual clothes, with black hair that was three-quarter length and just reaching his earlobes. He also had a pair of black frames on his nose and a pair of black eyes. He looked elegant and elegant.
"Well, that's good. No one on the street is looking at me now." The man said with satisfaction.
Suddenly, he and the dragon raised their heads and looked at the sky.
Above the clouds, deep in the sky, two strong men were fighting with each other.
After watching for a while, the man asked, "Why are they fighting?"
Demonic Dragon said: "Because I want to fight for a treasure."
"What treasure?"
"That's the pistol the man was holding."
"Is that the black thing?"
"Yes, that's a good pistol, but it's a pity that it hasn't been repaired yet, otherwise it would be very powerful." Demonic Dragon explained.
After hearing this, the man stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the air.
The black pistol appeared directly in his hand.
"Is this kind of thing considered a treasure?"
He looked carefully at the black pistol, with some curiosity and caution.
At this time, the two people in the sky noticed the disappearance of the pistol. Looking around, they immediately discovered the whereabouts of the pistol.
"Damn thief."
"I don't want to live anymore!"
The two were furious and swooped down together.
When the man saw the reaction of the two people, he nodded and said: "It seems that he is really a treasure."
He shook his hand and threw the pistol into the sky.
The two men turned around and started fighting for the pistol.
——But when they turned to leave, they each launched an attack at the man.
Maybe it's for testing, maybe it's just random.
Anyway——
boom!
A violent explosion sounded.
Most of the city block was blown to pieces, and countless lives were lost.
The man and the dragon floated on the devastated land, unscathed.
"Are they trying to kill me?" the man asked.
"Yes, Your Excellency." Demonic Dragon replied respectfully.
"Didn't I return the things to them?"
"But they're still angry."
"You can kill someone when you're angry?"
"Of course not, but they are overlord-level strong men, so they don't care what others think of them."
"Because you don't care what others think, you can break the rules?"
"Yes, sir, that's what they think."
The man thought for a moment and reached out to grab it in the air.
The two figures fell directly to the ground, making a huge impact.
The smoke cleared.
The two overlords were imprisoned by invisible forces and pinned to the ground, unable to move even with all their strength.
Only then did they realize that they had met a truly strong person.
"You...who are you?"
"Spare your life! Spare your life!"
they shouted.
The man didn't speak for a while, but his eyes fell on the two overlords.
I saw two shadows flying out from their bodies and landing on the man's hands.
"Inferior souls have no value at all."
The man glanced at it and said disdainfully.
He threw the two souls out casually.
The demon dragon quickly collected the two souls and said with a smile: "Such a humble and fragile life dares to take action against the legendary King of the Abyss. Such ignorance and self-righteousness are really disgusting."
After hearing this, the man nodded slightly and said: "You kill at will when you are stronger than others, and you quickly beg for mercy when you encounter someone who is invincible. You don't have the most basic knowledge and rules. This kind of ridiculous behavior is also in the abyss." The lowest ones will not get the slightest room for evolution.”
"Why is this happening, Your Excellency?" The Abyss Demonic Dragon asked respectfully.
The other party is one of the strongest beings in the abyss, and what he said already involves the real secret of the abyss, so the magic dragon quickly took the opportunity to ask.
"It doesn't hurt to tell you. After all, if you follow me, you have to know something."
"Yes, Your Excellency, I am extremely grateful for your generosity and ask you to grant me the knowledge of the abyss."
The man said: "Souls that are too inferior cannot attract the attention of the abyss. In the abyss, only those lives that have been carefully observed by the abyss will have the possibility of evolution."
The demon dragon pondered for a moment and said in a discouraged tone: "Your Excellency, I don't seem to have been observed by the abyss."
The man suddenly laughed loudly: "Hahahaha, then you have to work hard quickly."
"after all--"
"The Eternal Abyss will soon be completely integrated with the 900-million-layer world. Under the doomsday invasion of the parallel world, this is the only way out."
"A new era is coming!"
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