Trafford’s Trading Club

It's actually just a message, just in the form that Lochu is most receptive to, self-assembling, and finally reflected in his thoughts… about this addition of the coordinates of a pluralistic world.

After a moment of reflection, Lochu made sure to solve the current problem first… that added functionality, and then studied it carefully.

Rochu felt pretty good at the moment because he had already expelled things that had accumulated for a long time... but then he wondered if it was actually like some kind of physiological behavior.

Self-release...

Lochu shook his head, then waved his hand and slowly stood up the clock falling on the ground. After getting up, the moon was still not awake, and Elizabeth stood here with her eyes open.

The emergence of Black Rocchu made Rocchu understand one thing… Rocchu is really not very combative.

He doesn't know much about martial arts - although he can buy from the altar, he knows nothing about it, but it's the opposite. Because he started to figure out what the power the club gave him was.

Will.

A will that affects everything, a will that, within a certain range, can even influence the structure of matter.

Simply put, it can be regarded as a small, weakened version of the mind's ability to do things - like that weird giant plant outside the hospital, which is the result of an inadvertent leak of a hint of thought inspired by Black Lochu.

With that in mind, Lochu seemed to understand some of the reasons why the altar had opened up a new functionality for the Gate of Criticality.

Only the owners themselves can restrain the owners, and although the owners are only the club's spokespersons, the power they are given is real - of course, when they leave office, they may disappear, such as when they take office, age and death.

But as long as that power doesn't disappear on any given day —— it feels like, as the owner of the store, he's become the container of that power.

Every owner will be the container of this power.

The power of the club is so great that even at this moment, Rocchu can't imagine its limits - it may not even have them. That being the case, I'm afraid the ability to use this power as a container person is also an important reference.

The altar will not be a system flow, but a fixed program created by a will above that power.

The program won't hurt the owner - even if Black Lochu successfully dominates Lochu this time, Black Lochu can still exist as the owner of the club, with no distinction whatsoever but a different philosophy.

But it is possible that the coordinates of this pluralistic world will not be available to Black Lochu.

Different containers, different choices.

“In front of me… there is already another way.” Lochu felt something in his heart for a moment, muttering to himself: “Black stands for...”

Lochu heard the movement and stopped the dissipation of his mind. It turns out Elizabeth was awake at this time.

Black Lochu has been dispersed by Lochu, and the will to influence things leaked by Black Lochu is being restored by Lochu's own subconscious mind, and Elizabeth naturally awakens.

Even the moon has signs of awakening.

“Your light should be released by itself.” Lochu smiled.

Now that the chaos has arisen, then naturally the chaos will be healed.

……

It's horrible... it's just a moment to wave and make these corpses disappear. So can he make something else disappear?

Zhong Yue looked at Lochu in front of her, but the thought in her heart gave her a discontinuous feeling, a strange feeling, but she just watched Lochu come.

Elizabeth raised her head and asked, “Brother Rochu, did you assemble these zombies? I can't feel any other vampires in the neighborhood besides me and Moon. ”

“Theoretically, I gathered.” Lochu thought: “Except for a few leaks in the middle, which have been resolved. ”

“That's good.” Elizabeth nodded, seemingly relieved by the phrase.

Bell moon is feeling that Elizabeth relaxed too quickly... and trusted this guy unconditionally like this?

The moon frowned and subconsciously looked over at Lochu.

Somehow, when she hit the moment of Lochu's gaze, she suddenly felt a hint of a strange feeling in her heart... but it was just a flash away, she couldn't think about its origin, and Lochu had looked at her and asked, “Is Miss Chung having any problems, or is something uncomfortable? ”

The moon shook its head, “Nothing, it's just a little faint... what are you going to do with these zombies next? ”

“They'll be able to handle it themselves.” Lochu said softly.

"Are you going to let go?" said Chung Yue Qi. ”

"Every individual, present in this world, has a place where it can contribute to the world, and an opportunity to glow," said Rochu. “If it can, why should it be deprived? The world is, and should be, a dynamic combination, and order should not be dictated by a will or an idea, and every human being should be a unique protagonist in his or her life. So... a little advice. ”

He was also thinking about the meaning of the phrase "Lochu", and at this point in the moon, he gave a puzzling expression.

Lochu looked at Elizabeth and said, "You are a little sensitive to ordinary people right now, and there is a very capable gentleman out there, be careful, it's best not to show up. After all, some deep-rooted ideas are hard to change… and humanity, most of them constructed, changed, became monotonous. Well, goodbye. ”

“Wait...” Elizabeth shouted at Lochu, who wanted to leave, rushing: “Brother Lochu, I couldn't ask you in the ancient castle, I... if I wanted to see you, how should I see you? ”

Probably all foreign girls have more direct relationships... even though they still have a flawed personality, are they direct? The moon has the feeling that Elizabeth didn't fall into a pit.

But she ignored that she instinctively raised her ear at the moment, as if she also wanted to hear the answer.

“When needed.” Rochu said casually, then waved, a little light began to drift slowly over Elizabeth's snow-white hair, eventually becoming a piece of butterfly hair on the side, opening up her otherwise slightly longer Liu Hai.

Elizabeth stretched her hand subconsciously and only heard Rocchu whisper at the moment: "It tells me when I need it. ”

“I'll treasure it!” Elizabeth's eyes caught on.

Lo Qiu looked at the moon again and suddenly said: “Miss Chung, you already have it, I won't send it anymore... So, goodbye. ”

Listen to Rochu, the moon suddenly beams, she already has... no more delivery?

What did you give me?

The power bank in the cellar labyrinth?

But Rocciu turned around, his figure faded, and eventually disappeared into the gate. It was only at this time that the bell set moon, and I laughed bitterly.

I don't know if the moon suddenly feels hungry because of the relaxed relationship.

Elizabeth suddenly said, "Moon! Your teeth are coming out. Take control of yourself! ”

Blood sucking...

A clock falls on the moon, always reluctant to face, unprepared to face the established facts. When she touched that pointy little tooth between her lips, she felt faint.

“Do I really have to suck blood...”

“Moon, I don't have pure blood on my hands right now.” Elizabeth said positively at this point, "but I don't recommend that you suck human blood from the start, as a newborn, and if the first breath of blood is live human blood, it will be difficult for you to control your urge to suck human blood in the future. Vampires can survive a single hunting day without being lost only if they fade through pure blood for a long time. ”

“The point is, you really don't have pure blood now, do you?” Zhong Yue chuckled bitterly: “To be honest, I'm really hungry right now, a kind of hunger I've never felt before, and I have a feeling, I'm afraid, that in a moment, I'm going to lose control of myself. ”

“Luckily we're at the hospital.” Elizabeth suddenly said, "There should be a lot of healthy blood types in this blood bank, which is no better than the pure blood of the Thirteen clans, but at least better than the human blood you've been feeding from the beginning. The blood bank should be... over here. ”

I'm afraid it's the vampire's perception of blood… The moon looks at Elizabeth quickly and decisively pointing in a certain direction.

Calm, calm… even decisive, not at all like when I met Rochu.

This guy... actually has two personalities?

Elizabeth looks like she's a couple of decades old, doesn't she?

“Moon, what are you standing there for? Let's go.”

“Oh... okay. ”

……

……

The riot did not last long, but for the survivors it was probably a long wait - the outbreak of the corpse, which did not harm the entire hospital.

People are hiding in different parts of the hospital, so there are very few spectators in a battle that transcends the limits of the human body.

Plus, it's night, and the parking lot outside the hospital building is dark, and even if you see it, you can't see exactly what those hand-slicked zombies look like at this time.

But naturally this does not include the Song family.

It's not hard to kill a hundred dead people one by one - if you have heavy weapons. But no one will carry heavy firepower with them, even the Song elites.

But Mr. Blind's bite of a flying sword was so sharp that he had dozens of dead bodies under his flying sword.

Uncle Wu suddenly said: “My lord, our men have left and will be able to get there as soon as 15 minutes later, but we are empty until the helicopter lands. ”

“Seems like it's starting to decrease...” Song Hao Lan is replacing the magazine at this time, taking a look below, “I just don't know if there's anything else hidden. ”

“Be careful, madam.” Uncle Wu hastily persuaded him that Song Hao was naturally an adventurous person... a guy who liked to look for excitement and be restless.

Song Hao Lan did not say anything at this time, but secretly grabbed the 'Sun God Seal’ worn on him and used his extraordinary sensory abilities.

The entire hospital, at this point, began to build into a three-dimensional geometry in his brain.

He ‘saw' those horrified people hiding everywhere, and saw two women walking fast in the corridor, but clearly not necropolises - although the places they went seemed to be blood banks.

Song Hao Run's consciousness did not stay any longer, but rather searched the entire hospital - not long later, Song Hao Run opened his eyes and said out loud below: "Sir! Next up is the last batch, there's nothing to hide! ”

Mr. Blind's bronze ancient sword stopped and stood in front of him. He nodded in the direction where Song Haoran was. He knew something about the magical perception that the Song master possessed.

“Song Da, Song Er, Song San.” Mr. Blind suddenly said, "It might be useful for you to help me catch a zombie alive! ”

“All right!” Song Da turned back and looked at the entrance of the inpatient department, only to see a figure slowly coming out.

He didn't think much, ran away, and with his palm, he shot a zombie in the head easily, but it took more than a little kung fu to stay alive - the zombie was stunned and could only get trapped.

So Song Da is still sure to shoot this zombie directly... just let Song Er Song San do the technical work.

“Drink--!! ”

Song Da drank, but at this moment, Song Da saw a pale face, with a decaying wound on his face, but Song Da recognized this face... because the zombie he was going to meet at this moment was actually Natasha in the labyrinth of the ancient castle cellar.

Song Dazhan.

Suddenly in that dilemma, this woman wipes her sweat... a living girl.

But at this moment, Natasha suddenly opened her mouth and snapped at her. Song Da struck a spiritual spirit, reached out in front of Natasha and threw up, knocking Natasha to the ground.

Natasha was thrown down on the ground, unable to stand for a while, she could only open her mouth and make a roar.

“I'm sorry! ”

Song Da shrieked and was about to slap him, but at this time Song Er shouted far away, “Ah Da, what's going on with you? ”

The palm of his hand suddenly stopped in front of Natasha, and Song Da's palm was finally not filmed.

He frowned and bit his teeth, shouting at Song Er: “Penis, I've caught one alive! ”

Then, Song Dung looked around, then quickly rushed into front of a seven-person car and removed the car's bumper directly.

With this bumper, Song Da walked to Natasha again, and he bent the bumper as a ‘rope’ to tie Natasha.

Song Da lowered his voice at this time: "If it's death or life, you can do as God commands..."