Every time, he was picked up by the neck and brought back...

"No matter how strong your operational awareness is, if you are not allowed to develop, you will have to kneel down if you have to kneel down with the Dolan Sword and the full-level six-god outfit."

"Wait until I grow up." Baizhu was silent: "Your body has already suffered from something..."

"It's okay, I asked the [Realist], and he said that the universes we are in do not share the same space-time structure." Sanhua Baishu waved his paw magnanimously: "I'll wait for you, take your time."

"Everyone is a Baishu, why don't you let him help you?"

"Don't mention it! That's just a dog fight. He just wants to watch my jokes with those bastards!"

…

It was with complicated emotions that I bid farewell to Sanhua Baishu who had a sore face.

He pulled his spirit out of the space of consciousness.

The next moment, in the dizzying pain and torture, Assyria Adenpolo's body twitched violently, and then he opened his eyes suddenly.

It was dark before my eyes...

In the blurry field of vision, the electric lights, the peeling white ceiling, the bed legs and the miscellaneous magazines piled up on the wall gradually became clearer.

The curtains were blown open by the wind, and Bai Shu pulled at his collar. By this time, he was already sweating profusely.

With difficulty, he picked up the water glass from the bedside table and drank all the water in it. Then he leaned silently on the bed, looking up at the long bunch of gray lamps above his head.

The surroundings were quiet and dark. Occasionally, whistles and faint laughter could be heard outside the orphanage. They were thin and came in along with the sound of the wind.

I don't know how long I have been waiting.

The field of vision in front of him slowly began to change. Massive code rules and information were continuously sensed. Endless data streams poured in, gradually condensing into a translucent, slightly fluorescent small box.

"It's finally here."
Chapter completed!