Chapter 377
In the eyes of outsiders, these alchemists never regard ordinary people as human beings, but the actual situation is even more exaggerated than this... In the eyes of these alchemists, except for the Turing Familia of the Research Association, other creatures are garbage. They are all lower races that will be abandoned by the avenue of evolution sooner or later.
This includes the monks from [Moonlight Hermitage].
If it weren't for the huge threat of deep space, the alchemists of the research association would never form an alliance with those monks.
Because from the bottom of their hearts, the alchemists despise those useless people playing with the moonlight, and those bullshit Gherro...
A waste that has been floating in the sky for so many years and has never come down, how dare he call himself a god?
To know.
Turing and Buddha Mother came to the world a long time ago.
While these two families were developing rapidly, Gehro was still hiding in the sky playing tricks!
"Tianzun, I suspect that the monks from the monastery have concealed a lot of information from us, which is why today's operation failed..."
"Um."
"The information the Priory gave us is completely inconsistent with what we saw today... This is deception! A naked deception of our allies!"
"Um……"
"I suggest you put aside the conflict with the Deep Space Resurrectionists for the time being, and go to the Priory to ask for clarification first. I believe everyone has heard the old saying that when fighting against foreigners, you must first make peace with yourself, leaving such an unreliable ally behind. …Who dares to rest assured?”
When the voice of the old alchemist who spoke fell, everyone looked up at Turing, waiting for the true god on earth to make the final decision... If Turing gave a clear instruction to find trouble with the Hermitage, none of the alchemists would say anything. Without saying a word, I am afraid that the war between Hanging City and Yongye City will start today.
"Actually, some time ago, I received a tip from Yongye City, saying that Yongye City seemed to have been hit by some external force... but how exactly was it hit and who was injured? This information is tightly held back by the Priory."
"Tianzun, do you suspect that Chen Jing and his group did it?"
Turing did not answer. After thinking for a moment, he changed the topic.
"The monastery has not replied to our letter. They have neither rejected the alliance proposal nor agreed to the alliance..."
"A bunch of losers." Someone sneered.
"No."
Turing's huge face is constantly squirming, and tens of thousands of pixel squares are rapidly changing positions with each other, as if they are in some kind of computing state, and the strangely protruding eyeballs are faintly glowing.
"In the old days, there was no hatred or conflict between the Buddha Mother and Deep Sky, and after the Deep Space Resurrectionist appeared, no information related to Deep Space was sent from Jiridu... Maybe they just don't help each other. "
"Isn't that just a wallflower..." the old man next to the Turing Altar said.
"You do not understand."
Turing shook his head slowly, his tone calm but helpless.
"They just don't care about anything. Who loses or wins has no impact on the Buddha Mother. What's more, judging from the information we got, Chen Jing is not the kind of madman who is keen on conquest. If he is smart enough, he should Build a good relationship with the temple..."
The speaker has no intention, but the listener has intention.
When Turing said these words, the alchemists present...especially the older ones who had helped the research association develop step by step, all began to look at each other.
According to what Tianzun said, the temple is probably not a supporter of the Anti-Deep Space Alliance, and there is a high chance that it will move closer to Chen Jing's side... But now the situation is not clear enough, and the temple does not clearly support the deep space resuscitators.
"Tianzun, how about we go talk to the higher-ups of the temple?"
"Um."
"They can best help us. If they don't want to, it's okay to not help each other..."
The old alchemist who spoke turned around and looked at everyone. The yin and yang fish in his eyes kept rotating. His arms, as clear as white jade, exuded a soft light, and patterns like talismans were circulating under its bionic skin.
"Unless it is absolutely necessary, we must not fall out with the temple. If we accidentally force them into the deep space team... we will be in big trouble!"
"It's enough for you to worry about these things." Turing lowered his eyes and said calmly, "You are the president, and it is up to you to decide these small things. I have more important things..."
When the "Wandering Meeting" in Lihentian is coming to an end.
Everyone in the Western Wasteland has lost their patience, especially Chen Jing's grandfather Chen Boxu. He always looks restless and extremely worried.
On the rooftop of the walled city.
Chen Bofu sat on the edge of the ruins of the building, raised his hand to pick up a piece of broken stone and threw it downstairs. When he heard the muffled sound of falling to the ground, he picked up another piece... The old man kept repeating this boring action, as if Consider this a pastime.
"Stop smashing it."
Lawrence slumped to the side half-dead. Although Qiao Youning, a miracle doctor from the monastery, helped treat his injuries, these few hours were not enough for him to fully recover.
"You've almost built a small hill downstairs. It's really a waste of time..."
"Old man, are you too cowardly to come and take care of me?" Chen Bofu frowned and looked back at Lawrence, "Isn't it because I haven't beaten you in a few days that your skin is itchy again?"
"Grandpa Chen, Ajing will be fine."
Qiao Youning was standing next to Chen Boxu.
She also cared deeply about Chen Jing's only relative, fearing that the old man would not be able to think too hard and get into trouble.
"Ajing won't do that kind of unsure thing, and both Yergetos and Baiaji are fine. Maybe he is still busy."
Although Chen Bofu knew that the little girl was trying to comfort him, it had to be said that it had some effect. At least Chen Bofu felt a little better.
"Why hasn't he come back yet..." Chen Boxu grabbed his snow-white afro, with a worried look on his face, "I should have stayed there and waited for him... I shouldn't have listened to that bastard..."
"He is facing an ancient god."
Hearing this voice, Chen Boxu subconsciously looked back and saw Gu Shenxi standing in the corner of the rooftop, looking in the direction of Chen Jing.
"Dealing with the ancient gods is not that easy. It is normal to spend a little more time."
"Why don't you help me go take a look..." Chen Boxu looked at Gu Shenxi longingly, "You are my dear grandson's good friend, please help me!"
Hearing this, Gu Shenxi could only helplessly shake his head.
"I told you, I can't leave Xi'an University... huh?!"
Gu Shenxi was suddenly startled and suddenly looked downstairs, his tone becoming excited.
"That kid is back!!!"
Chapter 510: Kakosha of the Western Continent (Part 2)
"Actually, that old boy Turing is quite interesting."
"Hmm...are you praising it?"
"Of course, its power is beyond our imagination. At least at this stage, I can't understand it. It uses massive data to simulate the universe to simulate a real world... This is equivalent to its creation. Ah! This is something only the Creator can do!”
On the rooftop of the Walled City.
Chen Jing and the old man sat side by side. While talking, they were also paying attention to the slightly unusual movements inside the walled city.
Ever since the Walled City was forcibly moved to the Western Continent by Chen Jing, the environment inside the Walled City has turned into a mess.
People's panic is temporary, but more of it is an extremely profound confusion, because the Western Continent is a strange area to them. Even this place only appears in legends and is a land protected by ancient gods. And the forbidden place of domination...
Even if the walled city is protected by the old madmen and the deep space resuscitators as backers, the people living here are still confused.
Yes, it's not fear, just instinctive confusion.
Suddenly the living environment changed.
Natural climate, geographical features.
It's all different from what they were used to.
And the most important thing is... apart from them, there should be no other living people in the Western Continent. The Walled City is the only human settlement in the Western Continent.
In the past, daily necessities in the walled city were traded at the wanderer's stronghold, or they were robbed by some unsighted bastards along the way. But now... there is not even a ghost in this miserable place in the Western Continent, outside the walled city. There are not even contaminants in sight.
"Oh, these people are still too fragile." Chen Bofu was holding a cigarette in his mouth. Hearing the noise of the scum in the building, he suddenly showed a look of contempt, "Isn't it just a different place to live? How can I stay with Motu Like a fly, shameful!”
"Maybe it wasn't the sudden change in the environment that scared them." Hassad also struggled to sit up at this moment. Although his whole body was still in the state of "human mud", he spoke clearly and clearly, "It was your grandson who scared them." They're gone!"
"Me?" Chen Jing looked innocent, "Why did I scare them?"
"Do you think deep space jumping is stable?" Hassad asked.
Chen Jing nodded without hesitation and said, of course it is stable. This is a god-like teleportation skill. If this is not even stable, then the Hanging City...
"Stable." Wei Nan sat next to Chen Jing and looked at the culprit with a look of resentment. "Haven't you noticed? When you took us to jump into deep space, the moment we left deep space, Sometimes it flies out in a circle, just like a windmill..."
Chen Jing looked suspicious: "Is there any?"
"Yes." Yan Que stood next to Qiao Youning, who seemed to have become accustomed to the existence of this big sister. Smelling the medicinal-like scent on her body, he felt inexplicably at ease, "I flew out last time and almost died. Plant the onions upside down and put them in the ground.”
Hearing this, Chen Jing looked at the others again.
Except for Chen Bofutian who shamelessly shouted "What's so unstable! I gave you a few big mouths to call it unstable!".
other people.
They all nodded silently that deep space jumping was not fun.
"Think about it, people can spin out, this is a fucking building... Have you seen the washing machine in Lao San's house?"
"Who is the third child?"
"Oh, don't pay attention to such details! The third child is Turinan Asan! He even took us to eat roasted kidneys last time..." Hassad's words were a little inconsistent, and he probably hurt his brain for a short time. Without recovering, "Anyway, when you took this city to jump into deep space, it spun and flew out like a top. If it weren't for this boss..."
"Xi." Ancient God Xi nodded.
"Yes! Boss Xizi! If he hadn't caught the walled city in time! This building would have turned into a spinning top... That centrifugal force! Tsk tsk!"
Chen Jing silently looked away and looked at the sky, not knowing how to argue for a moment.
Unstable?
I think it's okay.
But after a careful recollection, the memory images synchronized from the clone... It seems that this fortress is rotating out, and it is the kind that rotates hundreds of times per second. If Chen Bofu and Gu Shenxi had not acted in time, I am afraid that this building would really be thrown apart.
"So... the furniture flying all over the floor in the building... is because of me?"
"Hmm."
"When I came up just now, I saw two people lying on the wall pretending to be geckos..."
"They were thrown up the wall and haven't come down yet!"
"Casualties..."
"No one has been found dead yet, but there are indeed many injured. Your friends ran up and down to help you save a lot of people!"
Seeing Hassad raised his hand and pointed at Qiao Youning, Chen Jing suddenly felt a little guilty, just like when he got into trouble as a child and asked his parents to clean up his butt, his expression became embarrassed.
"Youning... I'm really sorry to bother you... Thank you!"
"No need to thank me!" Qiao Youning waved her hands hurriedly, as if she was afraid to hear Chen Jing thank her, "We are friends! I am also very happy to be able to help you!"
"Look! This is a monk who saves the dying and the wounded!" Hassad slapped Lawrence's right shoulder fiercely, and the other party grimaced in pain, "The monks I met at the beginning were worse than the other, and they almost skinned me and took me to make medicine!"
"In fact, the disciples of our temple are all very good... The seniors are also very kind..." Qiao Youning explained weakly, "The ones you are talking about may be the kind of monks with bad intentions..."
"Forget it, your master was also a fierce man at the beginning!"
Chen Bofu couldn't help but complain, thinking of the old things many years ago, and directly raised his hand to pat his thin back.
"It was your master who chased me and wanted to kill me! That old woman was like crazy! She cut a hole in my back! She took out three ribs and went out to make medicine!"
"..."
"And she did it with her bare hands! That old woman tore me apart with her bare hands! Do you know how scary it is!"
"Actually, you are almost the same as her. Let's not just blame others for what they have done..."
"Ha! Do you believe that I will make dumplings with you now!" Chen Bofu glared at Hasad fiercely, looked up and down at this "human-shaped mud", sneered and said, "Hey, this is just right, no need to chop it up!"
"..."
Just when everyone was speechless about the old man, Gu Shenxi suddenly pulled the corner of Chen Jing's clothes.
"Your clan said that you want to rebuild Kakosha here."
"Yes."
"I will help... Oh, by the way! I also helped you choose this Feng Shui treasure land! The land is fertile! Rich in products! You can eat the fruits in that mountain!"
Chen Jing was about to thank him, but suddenly felt that this guy was weird, so enthusiastic and earnest that he seemed like a different person.
"What..."