Monster Paradise

With Liu Ming's personality, sending so many messages must not be a joke, Lin Huang immediately dialed Liu Ming's number back.

When the tone is not finished, the video communication is connected.

“Brother Liu, what can I do for you?” Opposite the video, Liu Ming's appearance was a bit of a blur.

“I've been looking for you for almost a month, but I've been in touch with you.” Seeing Lin Huang, Liu Ming seemed relieved at last. “Where are you? ”

“I just got out of a rubble, and now I'm at the rubble exit.” Lin Huang was somewhat curious as to what Liu Ming was looking for himself, "he just opened the newsletter page and saw that you had left more than 20 messages. What happened? ”

“You hurry home and I'll come and talk to you in person.” Liu Ming didn't say what the hell was going on.

“Well, I'll send you my address. ”

“I have your address, don't send it to me. I've got a few things on my hands. I'll be here in about three minutes.” Liu Ming hung up directly after the conversation.

Turning off the communication page, Lin Huang immediately pushed the Umo Gate and stepped into it.

Back home in Winterfell, Lin Xin was not home, and the doors and windows were closed in the house, but it was clean. The Wushunting Academy started half a month ago and she should have been in Peking City a long time ago.

As soon as he returned to the room and changed his clothes, Lin Huang heard a knock at the door and rushed downstairs to open the door.

Liu Ming stood at the door and wore a wide grey trench coat, which looked even more gloomy than in the video.

After taking Liu Ming into the living room and sitting on the sofa, Lin Huangdia went straight to the kitchen. He was going to make Liu Ming a cup of tea. He remembered that there was no hot water at home and Lin Huang simply poured a cup of fruit juice over him.

“Brother, what can I do for you? ”

Liu Ming picked up the juice and put it on the coffee table. He nodded at Lin Huanghuang, “Sit down. ”

Lin Huang also sat on the single sofa on the side. Looking at Liu Ming's face, he knew something must have happened.

“It's Mr. Fu's business.” Liu Ming finished this sentence, staring at the desktop of the coffee table caught a moment of silence and seemed to be sorting out his thoughts.

“Something wrong with the teacher?” Lin Huangxin sneered for a moment, but he didn't ask out the sentence, patiently waiting for Liu Ming to sort out the language and give it later.

“The reason I want to talk to you in person about these things is because of the possibility that some senior members of the federal government might be involved, and the communication function of our imperial precepts could be listened to.” Liu Ming first explained the reason for this meeting.

Lin Huang nodded and did not intervene.

“Before the end of the year, Mr. Fu went to one of the ruins and did not return until last month. He came back without contacting you, so he came to me and asked me to contact you as soon as possible to take you to his side.” Liu Ming explained.

“Is the teacher okay?” Lin Huang asked hastily.

“Injured, but not in danger of life for now.” Even so, the sorrow between Liu Mingyu's eyebrows did not diminish by half.

“Good...” Lin Huang finally relieved, “Shall we go now? ”

“I'll take you there later, and I have something else to tell you before then.” Liu Ming paused again, "he continued," although you are Mr. Fu's real disciple, you may not know him very well. In his character, he's unlikely to tell you about his past, so I'll do the part for him. ”

Lin Huang nodded and waited patiently for Liu Ming's descent.

“Mr. Fu, is not a man of our time, he was born in near ancient times. Not only did he personally participate in the war started more than 800 years ago by the phantom eyes, but he was also one of the three commanders of the human world at the time, and one of the only three phantom gods of our people...”

Lin Huang was staring. He had previously guessed that Mr. Fu might be a demigod, but never thought that Mr. Fu was a powerful man in the realm of fiction.

“Eight hundred years ago, in the war, that mighty god monster, though sealed and repressed, paid a terrible price. Mr. Fu was badly injured, his character was damaged, and two other phantom gods fell. The semi-decendant was mostly killed and injured, and the people's energy was badly damaged. ”

“Although the tide of beasts has collapsed and the illusory eyes have ceased to open continuously, the entire world has become a ruin. Mr. Fu and the rest of the rest of the nation's top fighting forces were forced to form a coalition government, bringing together all the living inhabitants and forming the Zero Security Zone, which is where it now originates. ”

“It took decades of rest and recuperation in the place of origin for humanity to regain its foothold in the world, and in the hundreds of years that followed, it began to expand and establish a safe zone, which now has three core zones and other safe zones. ”

“Mr. Fu is the first President of the Federal Government since the beginning of the new era. His tenure lasted for more than 50 years, until the place of origin truly prospered before transferring his place to the second President. That is why all the major forces are willing to give Mr. Fu face, even some dark forces. They are not only constrained by Mr. Fu's strength, but more so because they know that without Mr. Fu, humankind could have been extinct 800 years ago. ”

Lin Huanghuang's heart was full of shock. He never thought that Mr. Fu had such an identity and status. He also finally understood why Liu Ming and Li Lao of the Hunter Association had become Mr. Fu's “brain powder”.

“So what did you just say that this teacher injury could have something to do with some senior member of the federal government?” Lin Huang couldn't help but ask.

“The rubble that Mr. Fu went to this time was a battlefield fragment more than 800 years ago and the seal of the god monster. He travelled to the rubble because the Federal Government had informed him that the seal was loose and that he would help to re-seal it. ”

“After the results entered the ruins, Mr. Fu found clear signs of artificial destruction on the seal. Fortunately, the monster was not completely unsealed, but he also went to great lengths to re-seal it. Just after completing the seal on the monster, Mr. Fu was attacked by several demigods in black robes, while consuming a lot of energy in his body. ”

“After a fierce war, Mr. Fu escaped from the ruins and went to find the keeper of the ruined key, but found the demigod who kept the key missing. He found the president of the coalition government angrily and, following their investigation, said that Mr. Fu had not been informed of the problem in the ruins. The key keeper took a long vacation a week ago, saying he was going to a ruin and couldn't find anybody for a short time. ”

“Mr. Fu suspected that there were moles at the top of the coalition government, and more than one, who not only planned the attack, but also concealed the truth. ”

“He is now wounded and does not dare to reveal his position, so I can only contact you. There were not many people who knew that I was in love with him, and he came to my house quietly that day, and no one else knew. ”

“I see. Take me.” After listening to Liu Ming, Lin Huang also did not intend to continue to delay, nodding directly.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

[Let's just say here that the snow fell a long time ago, and that monster 800 years ago was not a divine race. This chapter Liu Ming keeps mentioning the Divine Nation because Liu Ming does not know that this monster is not a true Divine Nation.