"What's a good thing this time?" Su Chen was too lazy to think about why the god of death, who seemed to be preparing to use his ultimate move, suddenly played performance art. He jogged all the way over and picked up Pandora's box to witness the miracle moment.

There is nothing to witness. He has driven it many times. However, this time his opponent is strong and Su Chen has high expectations for the spoils.

A colorful light flashed, and a stick with a fork fell on Su Chen's feet.

The stick looks familiar, very similar to the one Poseidon used before. Well, that one. The divine power fluctuations on it are exactly the same.

"How many meanings do this?" Su Chen picked up the stick and waved it to the sea in the distance. Huge waves surged up. An elemental water giant, so huge that it seemed to be able to pick the sky with just raising his hand, slowly stood up from the sea.

"What a good thing."

When he got it, Su Chen was not interested in this magical artifact that could command the sea, because he could control the water himself. However, after using it, he changed his attitude instantly. This is really a good prop.

It’s neither praise nor black. When Poseidon was fighting against him before, Su Chen, who could control the water, was indeed suppressed a little bit. Only a little bit, and there would never be more.

In the past, I used to fight in close combat with a hammer, but now I feel much better with such a long weapon.

After playing with the three-pointed stick in his hand for a while, Su Chen put the stick into the space bag with satisfaction. Then he picked up the second Pandora's box.

A colorful light flashed, but this time it was an illusory thing.

"Divine character? Is there such an old-fashioned thing?" Su Chen looked disdainful. This kind of thing that fools people in fantasy novels is worthless to him. He directly reached out and squeezed his hand and integrated the divine character into his body.

Before he had it, Su Chen felt that he was full of strength but didn't know how to vent his feelings. He could only hit asteroids or applaud love.

After integrating into the divine nature, his vision suddenly became clear. He understood many things that he could vaguely feel but did not understand in the past.

The divine nature does not give power, but informs the rules. It allows Su Chen to understand the correct way to vent his power.

The so-called gods are just stronger than humans, and they are incredibly powerful and incomprehensible, so they are called gods. In essence, they are not much different from humans, because the difference is only the strength of strength.

As long as his strength reaches a certain level, he can be called a god. Su Chen's strength is enough. What he lacks is the understanding of rules and the analysis of power. Simply put, it is the lack of a brand-name clothing that goes to the upper class. Now he already has this set of clothes.

Su Chen was in a good mood and set his sights on the last Pandora's box, then opened the box confidently.

A colorful light flashed, and a dark blue object appeared in Su Chen's hand.

As for why I talk about Taiwan, it is because Su Chen knows this thing.

A dark blue electric fan.

Su Chen “…”

"Okay, this is no big deal. Maybe it's also a magical artifact, an electric fan artifact."

Su Chen's original mentality was to laugh at himself, but when he learned the details, he no longer laughed at himself but became happy.

‘The powerful fan, from the Doctor Cat world, can scrape away any building.’

"It's indeed a magical artifact produced by the most terrifying world, it's so awesome."

Don't underestimate this small electric fan. This thing can remove any building. Note that it is any building. A house is a building, a station is a building, a tall building is a building, and a reservoir dam is a building.

If it is in some extremely magical worlds, such as spaceships, space star ports, buildings supported by magic, etc., this electric fan is also effective.

If this is not a magical tool, what else can be considered a magical tool?

Su Chen's sense of generous death changed rapidly, from extreme disgust to extreme disgust.

This time things were basically solved, and the rest were just some small finishing work.

Su Chen looked around, looked at the flattened volcano, and looked at the deserted island on the surface of the moon. Finally, he was sure that the repair could not be done, so he could just kill it.

Using the turtle wave power to bombard the island created by the God of Death with his divine power, Su Chen came to the large transport ship where many passengers of the plane were located.

"Everyone looks at this." Su Chen, who was holding the memory removal stick in his hand, stood on the deck, attracted everyone's attention, and shook the stick in his hand.

A white light flashed, and the people on the deck looked confused.

Su Chen eliminated their memories over the past period of time. They only remembered that they had encountered an air crash, and then came back to their senses and were on the deck of the transport ship.

Although this kind of thing sounds ridiculous, Su Chen is too lazy to do some final work, so that's it.

The God of Death exploded, the deserted island was gone, and the magic circle was ineffective.

When contacting the rescue team, Su Chen happily clapped his hands and flew away.

Outside the multiverse that is far away and far away, in a truly vain land, twelve tall figures like mountains gather together for a meeting.

One of them was a little weak and looked as miserable as if he had been blocked in an alley for more than ten years.

No one speaks because they all communicate with their spiritual sense.

Their carefully designed plan against Su Chen encountered a shameful failure. A big man who personally sent his clone to the scene could not stand the blow of vicious words, forcibly used energy exceeding the upper limit in a low-latitude world like crazy, and was then burst out by the power of the world's backlash.

At this time, the meeting was held to unanimously condemn and criticize the boss. He agreed to write a 100,000-word review letter before he returned to the topic to study how to win the time and space traveler.

"We are so strong that we are beyond the limit of our imagination, but we can't use it."

"The thugs found from all over the universe are useless, but we can't take action in person."

"This time traveler is very strong and a smart opponent. If you want to deal with him, you have to plan it."

"I know his weakness."

As soon as these words came out, all eleven eyes were concentrated.

"This guy is lustful and has a negative resistance to beautiful women. You can start with this."

After a period of silence, eleven voices sounded together, "Very good."

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Su Chen didn't know that the senior management of the Air Control Bureau held a meeting to discuss using a beauty trick on him. Even if he knew, he would only raise his hands and shout, come on, Kang Bui Beibi.

At this time, Su Chen was preparing to enter a new parallel world.

As his strength becomes stronger, the time for opening a new world is also rapidly shortening. Su Chen raised his hands to support this. After all, the more worlds he has, the faster he can obtain power. And he can also quickly increase the base's technology level through war. He can't wait to upgrade to the interstellar technology level.

After everything was ready, Su Chen opened the door to time and space in a new world.

When you step out of the time and space gate, you will see a dense forest. There are many trees and overgrown weeds.

Under the blue sky and white sun, warm sunshine shines on the earth. The mottled light and shadows fall on the ground through the cracks in the forest, making the perfect natural scenery.

‘Click!’ Su Chen, who was stepping on the dead wood, was strolling leisurely in the woods, and even holding Nike with the camera in his hand, taking photos around as a souvenir.

"The air is fresh, and it is definitely not the industrial age. The varieties of these trees are all from East Asia, I know them. There are also these arabes..."

Su Chen, who had been studying all the way, finally stopped and looked around, "So, where is this fucking?"

According to the normal routine, when Su Chen was impatient to take off and check the environment, someone would definitely jump out to explain to him.

Sure enough, when Su Chen walked on a small forest path, someone jumped out of the woods on the side of the road.

What does this person say? He feels a bit like a psychopath, or he is the cannibal in the primitive tribe.

His face was covered with ink. He was obviously a yellow man but he insisted on applying himself to the same as a false chief. His hair, which was so messy that there were bed bugs crawling around from time to time, was wrapped randomly in red cloth. He seemed unruly and actually was just unhygienic.

As for the coarse cloth and rotten clothes, it’s better to explain, just be poor.

As for the two big axes in his hand, he clearly pointed out his profession.

"I opened this road and I planted this tree. If you want to pass by it from now on, you will be able to sell your money!"

It is certainly a robbery.

Su Chen tilted his head and looked at the Fei Ke in front of him curiously. This guy's outfit is very artistic. If he throws it into the modern world, he will probably be able to make a name for himself in a certain sound.

"Ha! What are the little monks over there to see?" The old man touched the two axes in his hand and made a dull sound. "Hurry up and hand over all the wealth and gifts on his body, otherwise I, Black Tornado, will be welcome!"

Su Chen's focus was first on the pair of axes, because it was clearly made of wood, as it looked at the appearance and sound. As for the black whirlwind behind him, Su Chen was called the master.

The Non-Chief is definitely not the Black Tornado Li Kui, because Li Kui's reckless man could not have made an axe made of wood, and he would not say so much nonsense when he blocked the road and robbed it. As for chanting poetry, it is even more impossible, that is, he is illiterate.

Therefore, the Feiqiu is a fake.

"Is this a complete vanity of history?" Su Chen ignored Fei Qiao and rubbed his chin silently. "When the two Song dynasties were met, there was indeed a man named Li Kui, but he was a general in the army, not a reckless murderer. It was even more impossible to have the nickname of Black Tornado. So, am I coming to the world of Water Margin?"

The non-general fiends over there saw Su Chen in a daze and thought he had been underestimated. He shouted angrily and headed straight for Su Chen with his two axes. He was about to teach this beautiful little face a lesson.

‘Pa!’ Li Gui didn’t even see what was going on, but he felt a dizzy turn and then fell heavily to the ground. His face was burning, his ears were buzzing, and he was stunned.

Su Chen walked over slowly and looked at him in squat.

Li Gui, who barely came to his senses, realized that he was kicking the iron plate and could not control the teeth and blood falling from his mouth. He begged in a low voice, "This hero, there are ninety-year-old mothers in the young family to support him, and I hope the adults will give up their lives."

"My mother in ninety?" Su Chen smiled and said, "You only look twenty or thirty, your mother in ninety? Did you learn mathematics and biology from the physical education teacher?"

Li Gui was stunned. Just when he was about to make up the reason, he saw Su Chen turn his head and look behind him.
Chapter completed!