Dark Blood Age

Chapter 615 Billions of Fragments

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On the twenty-sixth day, Chu Yunsheng lived quite calmly, staying in the hotel was barely enough to leave the house. Apart from practicing or practicing, there was no strong force to do the bottom. Nothing could be done in the Dark Ages. Persistent painstaking practice was the best way to actually improve his strength. He dared not go any further.

The darkness, which arrived on schedule, came again in the morning for almost four hours, because there was no black gas, Chu Yunsheng “didn't see" anything, the only “born” black gas, if not “stored” in the old phantom, was probably taken out again.

Outside the hotel, in order to maintain law and order in Nanjing urban area, a large number of military vehicles were sent to the streets, and the shadows of soldiers could be seen everywhere. Xi Rui and others were probably bankrupt in their plans to “capture” them. Not to mention that the more parties waited to be infarcted, the more they were sent to send troops, and in the case of insufficient troops, no decent fighting forces could be dispatched.

After four hours of darkness, the military region hastily adopted a document authorizing the transfer of families to the vicinity of the troops' quarters in order to appease the growing anxiety of the troops.

Without the adoption of this document, the military will be destabilized. While many junior officers and soldiers have been operating in this manner in secret, a legitimate acknowledgement is still required.

The contents of the document, while beneficial to the military, are also detrimental. It actually indirectly exposes the motives of the military region. After the news of the trail came out, the citizens became more nervous, more disturbed and the atmosphere surrounding the city became more and more intense.

In this tense atmosphere, Song Zihuai's rumor plan did not work. The troops were there, and the people were stationed there, and decided to follow the troops only!

They squatted at the bus station of the railway station and at the exits of the roads. As soon as the military made a move, they immediately ran away to tell each other that there was no way to defend themselves. In this way, they could only stare at the troops with care, follow the troops, afraid to wake up overnight and the troops were all gone.

And the outflow of people to the provincial capital is increasing, officials in small places are running almost, security is becoming more and more chaotic, and things like burning and killing and rape are becoming increasingly lawless, insects have not come yet, and one place has become hell of a human being.

The hotel where Chu Yunsheng is located is considered the main base of Song Zihuai's special personnel, but there are several officials in charge of security. More security guards are sent at the door to block the "refugees” in the field who are trying to rush in at any time.

The hotel is also not quiet. There are often a lot of people who come and go. The gods rush each other. I don't know how many tasks Song Zihuai has assigned them, but one thing is, these people, men and women, whenever they encounter Chu Yunsheng, measure him with a curious look, until his heart is furious. Several times, Chu Yunsheng had to keep himself locked up in the room.

Until around 4 p.m., a team of military vehicles drove in and dissuaded many of the “refugees” who tried to get into the hotel to rest. The car got off was Fang Baixiao and seemed to show respect for Chu Yunsheng. His division chief of a main division frequently played the role of "running errands”.

Chu Yunsheng did not delay, put the old ghost and Lin Shuiyao's secretly retrieved frozen gun in the binary, through the window, you can see the martial law soldiers everywhere along the way, there is no particular confusion, but the more this makes people feel an unquenchable sense of oppression and suffocation in their chests, all seem to wait silently for the day to come.

The banquet was held in the villa of the chief of the military region. By the time Chu Yun ascended, a number of high-ranking officers swaying the stars had been scattered around the corners to whisper and talk. The voice was not very loud, the look was serious, and the atmosphere appeared slightly depressed.

Chu Yunsheng has never been very interested in this kind of high-level party. In Shudu, he also attended once. There is nothing to do but “eat”. If it is not for doing business, he would not be willing to come to such a party. Better hurry to cultivate the boundaries when he has time.

He is from the lowest level of the people. In the tumultuous winds and clouds of the Dark Ages, he crossed countless classes in the middle, reaching the top of the era, and when he returned to God, he was already the “first person in the world” to deter all parties by one word.

He walked too fast, changed too fast, lacked the influence, assimilation, familiarity of the intermediate process, coupled with Chu Yunsheng's own subconscious resistance, so that every time he did not have the scenery in such a situation, he also appeared out of place.

In the absence of sword-piercing and armor fire boiling, Chu Yunsheng may not have as much atmosphere as a guard around Fang Baixiang. Few people noticed him, let alone suspected firemen in the military newspaper. However, when he raised his sword, especially at the peak of his combined strength, each sword was enough to move the world.

Chu Yunsheng practiced all afternoon, his stomach was hungry, but this time he didn't even eat and steal like in Shudu. After all, the time was different. At that time, even a small piece of rations could let the girl with the roots lose her human dignity. Besides that, we should at least maintain the image of others. How can we say that he was brought here by Fang Baxiao, and Song Zihuai, far from being the leader of the small squad of the Guild of Secret Clubs, Lu is quite comparable.

So he sat quietly in the corner of the apartment and stared silently at a map of the world on the wall.

Looking at the nuanced but no less nuanced latitudes, country names, and colorful colors, Chu Yun suddenly realized the powerful deductive power of pseudo-monuments, whether the fibrous dust on the table bottom, the fallen leaves with ever-different roadside shapes, or the fold marks on the map, the stains on his own coat… a physical, chemical, biological law is hidden behind a huge and detailed world… covering almost all the scientific fields accessible to humans.

For example, it defines the composition of the basic elements of the world, and there is necessarily dust generation, which is then determined by the law of air flow, the law of human activity, etc., which determines the distribution and accumulation of dust that seems to be scattered irregularly but necessarily exists.

For example, it defines the basic spatial makeup of the planet, which necessarily entails the creation of a geographic area, which is then evolved by the laws of geographic activity, the laws of human activity, etc., to produce maps that vary from generation to generation.

And then, for example, it defines the very composition of the organism, and it necessarily has a lifespan and the production of food chains, so small that the bacteria are as big as sea whales, and none of them can escape, and then form the biosphere today from the influence of environmental laws, climate laws, etc.

Chu Yunsheng suddenly came up with a strange thought, didn't it prescribe the speed of light, so time became the foundation and carrier of the existence of everything?

In his trance, he discovered with amazement that he had “seen” the vast chain of life across the star sea, and saw himself struggling, but getting deeper and deeper...

“Mr. Chu? ”

Fang Baxiao's low voice shook "awake” Chu Yunsheng, pointing to a group of people clustered in at the door, whispered: "Here they are. ”

Chu Yunsheng shouted, and his subconscious glanced at the door. The feeling of suffocation, which had just gotten deeper and deeper, had not yet subsided.

Fong Baixiang discovered Chu Yunsheng's abnormality, frowned slightly, worried said: “I didn't expect them to invite a mirror master, Mr. Chu, if it is not possible, our plan may need to be properly adapted to avoid a positive conflict with the mirror master. ”

Where has Chu Yunsheng ever heard of a master of mirrors? Every time he “sees” that vast chain of life, his mind will be shaken by external forces. With his current capacity in zero-dimensional space, it is not enough to resist such a shock. He must spend time to restore calm as quickly as possible.

So he was distracted and said, "I'm going to go to the bathroom. ”

Seeing the back of Chu Yunsheng's hasty departure, the expression on Fang Baishai's face hasn't changed much, but his heart is stunned!

He was mentally prepared, but I had no idea that Chu Yunsheng, as soon as he heard the name "One Mirror Master”, actually “scared” the six souls to no avail. He also needed to take the initiative to escape by "urinating", it was like fleeing.

Fang Baixiao locked his eyebrows tightly and calmed his heart. According to the information, Chu Yunsheng should not be so timid. Why is he scared like this?

Time did not allow him to do more thinking and preparation, wish Xi Rui courtesy to lead an old man into the main hall, followed by a large number of senior officials, the Commander-in-Chief also appeared in real time, and the more people waited to accompany the provincial one or two leaders to greet him.

At this time, the stars are like the moon. Isabeau's status can only be applauded while the scenery is answered. The longer his old man is eligible to stand with the old man.

And Chu Yunsheng in the toilet, ignoring the eyes of the cleaning aunt warning, smoke deeply one after the other, try to get himself out of the shock of the life chain, steady good heart, although this state is easy for him to crown angry to make the fighting force surge to geometric level, but now he needs not to kill, but to stabilize.

A smoke is not finished, under the shock of external forces in the zero-dimensional space, the seeds buried in the depths are about to move purely, sensing the rapid increase in its motion black gas sensitivity, a wave of eyes will suddenly erupt again...

At this time, the "Chu Yunsheng”, composed of hundreds of millions of fragments, has been suspended in the still sky, suddenly turned into a scattered piece of sky, scattered the entire zero-dimensional space, a piece of the sound of slaughter rolled in, isolated external shock, strongly pressed deep seed agitation, soothed the sensitivity of black gas, and restored it to calm.

When Chu Yunsheng's cigarette is finished, the crisis in the zero-dimensional space returns to a state of calm, quiet and steady as a mountain, as if it had never happened before.

In the very unfriendly look of cleaning Auntie, Chu Yunsheng smiled sorry and went back to the lobby immediately. What Master Mirror is waiting for him!

From the bathroom, Chu Yunsheng did return to calm, but as soon as he walked into the lobby, he was stiff for a second or two.

It is no wonder that formal meetings at the military and government levels are absolutely impossible, and some seriousness is still required, to invite such a “character” on the pretext of having a birthday.

In his perception, senior government officials are good, military bosses are good, they are all figures of identity, although the bones may not necessarily be all about the iron rod materialism, at least not so much respect for a “god stick”, especially senior officials, not to mention, small is not good influence, big is a political issue. Besides, in Chu Yunsheng's eyes, the old man does not even qualify as a "god stick”.

It can match the word "god stick” in the mouth of Chu Yun, the lowest level is also the level of crystal clothing man, not even the five tribes count. And then up, even the crystal coat is considered the level of the god, let alone the one in the lobby.

But as the saying goes, there must be demons in the event of an anomaly. Many officers consider the elderly as guests and can be called masters for a reason. To be honest, there are two brushes.

Cheers to Xi Rui for coming to deal with him!

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