Among what happened yesterday, only now I know that my death world has been upgraded to level six.
And I also realized two characteristics, which are considered good aspects.
Chen Hui immediately checked the effects of the two characteristics.
【miracle】
[Effect: When the god of the world he belongs to comes to the world he belongs to, not limited to clones or incarnations, it will resonate with the will of the world, causing various visions and even changes in the environment]
【Call of the Shark Father】
[Effect: The deep diver race is inextricably linked to the father of the sharks. When the deep diver race is threatened, the calling ceremony will be activated to allow the father of the sharks to come]
The effects of these two world characteristics seem to be manifested when one loses control.
The father of the sharks must have been called by the deep divers at that time.
The huge waves that flooded the earth were changes brought about by the characteristics of the miracle world.
Now that Cthulhu can come and incarnate, he finally has active combat power and will not be as passive as before.
But when Chen Hui brought his vision from God's perspective into the whole world of death.
The excitement he had just now suddenly dropped a lot.
Large areas of land in the Death World are cracked, and many peaks in the Crazy Mountains have collapsed.
These are all the damage caused by natural disasters before the world of death reached a real level.
Even cities with steam civilization have been affected.
Large areas of buildings and buildings have been reduced to ruins, and conservative estimates suggest that at least tens of thousands of people have died.
Chen Hui took a closer look, and the natural disaster unfortunately destroyed the foundation's shelter.
173 lost control and ran away, while 049 also slipped out because he sensed the presence of the "plague".
Moreover, the number of deaths caused by this disaster will also draw out hatred.
It can be said that the steam city suddenly became very chaotic.
But such things happen in a steam city full of weirdness and weirdness.
It's not that hard to accept.
At least they have become more fearful and more afraid of this unknown world.
The post-disaster treatment work inside has already begun, and the endurance of those people can be said to be very strong.
Such disasters and loss of control cannot reach the point of destroying them.
There is no need to take care of Shen Hui, they are enough to develop on their own now.
But these natural disasters bring more than just superficial terrain damage.
The most essential one is the destruction represented by natural disasters.
The smell of destruction lingers in these devastated terrains.
Although Chen Hui didn't know what impact it would have on the world, he still had to get rid of it.
Looking at the 5,000 world origin power he had just obtained, Chen Hui gritted his teeth and injected 2,500 to allow the death world to slowly repair.
I looked around again in the world of death to make sure there was nothing wrong.
I checked again in the back room of the attached world.
The inside was not affected, but there were a large number of dead bones and mummies.
These were the undead creatures that had been absorbed into Huang Lingheng's world on the battlefield.
Death is already dead, and they are completely dead.
Now these are just ordinary corpses, so there is no need to deal with them specially.
Chen Hui felt relieved that the world of death had not been too damaged.
Looking at the huge death world now, in addition to the steam city, the sea of death and the crazy mountains.
The rest is all barren land, which seems too empty.
Chen Hui thought about it and felt that it was still necessary to create a huge ethnic group.
To fill the void in the world.
But there is no rush now.
The car stopped slowly.
"Mr. Shen, we have arrived at our destination."
Chen Hui exited the world of death and nodded in response.
I got off the car, listened to the noise in my ears, and looked at the moving crowd.
There is also the familiar door with Qingbai Market written on it.
"The smell of fireworks is better."
Chen Hui thought about the ritual of becoming a god of death again, feeling a little heavy in his heart.
If the preselected person for death is not me, but someone else... wouldn't it be...
Chen Hui suddenly thought, besides himself, would there be other preselected Death Gods?
I can only wait until next time to ask Zhiyue.
The car behind him disappeared on the road. As for why Chen Hui didn't go directly back to the community or to the World Association.
Naturally, he was going to the underground black market.
Chen Hui has not forgotten that the ceremony held by the Giant God Cult will begin tomorrow.
Originally, I was afraid that I had missed it when I woke up from a coma.
But fortunately, the time was just right, which was why Chen Hui didn't plan to stay with Leng Zimeng and the others.
Coming to the black market is not to go to the stronghold of the Titan Cult.
It has something to do with Ji Xinfeng.
Chen Hui didn't forget it and was always thinking about his plans.
Now that he has the opportunity to help him get rid of him through the Giant God Cult, of course he cannot miss it.
The only thing that needs to be determined is where Ji Xinfeng will be tomorrow.
Of course, it was impossible for him to contact Ji Xinfeng openly to ask where he would be tomorrow and whether he would like to meet up.
This is too deliberate.
Therefore, Chen Hui planned to obtain the other party's contact information through black market channels and send information to the other party through a black account.
Chen Hui still changed his outfit outside, using a windbreaker, a hood, a mask, and sunglasses to disguise himself.
He did not use his identity as the God of Death in the black market, but entered with a brand new identity.
After applying for a new admission card for the black market, Chen Hui came to the black market.
There are very few people in the black market during the day, but that does not mean there is no business.
Although most of them are free stalls, just like a vegetable market, whoever pays can sell things.
But there are also fixed pavements.
Chen Hui had visited several places before and had roughly figured them out. Among them were several shops that bought and sold information.
Chen Hui randomly chose a store called Beston, and when he walked in, a man wearing a yellow smiley mask came up to him.
"What kind of information does this person need?"
"What do you have here?"
Chen Hui asked rhetorically.
"Hey, that's a lot. As long as there's a price, I can get you anything."
"After all, if you don't have any skills in this industry, you'd have to go out of business long ago."
The other party seemed to be very disdainful of Chen Hui's rhetorical question.
However, Chen Hui didn't care: "What about the information about the members of the World Association?"
When the other party heard what Chen Hui said, he was disdainful just now, and his sloppy body suddenly became straight.
"You're not kidding?"
"You don't have any grudge against the people from the World Association, do you? Brother, let me advise you. Those are big shots. I advise you to stop."
"Why, you still care about so much information trading? I just want to ask you if you have any."
"Yes! Of course, who do you want and what information do you want? The price is not cheap."
Seeing that Chen Hui was so serious, the other party said nothing more.
"Telephone numbers, all the phone numbers of organization members that I can get, please get one. As for the price, it's easy to tell."
