Under the scorching sun, Zhao Yongqi slowly walked towards the direction of the hotel. At this moment, although he was finally kicked out of the spiritual world by Liuli, he was in a bad mood. For him, although he encountered some trouble this time, it did not have any bad effects. Not only did he have a deeper understanding of the system world, but he also eliminated a big trouble that could pose a real threat to him at any time.

If you think about it carefully, the only drawback is that there are a lot of people involved in the incident, and many of them are really not objects that can be ignored or deceived by casually.

However, no matter what, Zhao Yongqi, who was naturally thinking about the boat at the bridge, still wants to go back to the hotel now, so that he can enjoy the comfort of the air conditioner and feed his stomach well.

According to the last message that Crystal told him before separation, for a long time in the future, he will be in the stage of "overeating" to offset the huge energy consumption brought by this incident.

Zhao Yongqi is not stupid. Whether it is crystal or Liuli, from their inadvertent information, he can calculate that their purpose must not be that simple, or it is definitely not an easy task to achieve their world revival.

However, he had no idea of ​​in-depth understanding of these. In his opinion, he was neither a superman wearing underwear, nor a member of the Earth Defense Bureau. What saves the world, resists unknown living bodies, etc. is what the saints have to do. He, a civic, should be honest as a civic.

What's more, Mo Yan's appearance told him a very simple and clear message, that is, Zhao Yongqi, or humans today, could not resist the invasion of the system world. To put it bluntly, as long as he has this intention, even systems that still lack energy can turn the entire human world upside down in minutes.

Is it really useful to shout "We never surrender" or to erect a big banner that says "Save all mankind"?

Maybe it's useful, well, it's just a joke.

The Indians in the Americas were very brave, but unfortunately they could not beat the white people holding flintlock rifles. We earthlings were also very brave, but unfortunately even the concept of the timeline is uncertain, let alone confronting systems that can control the timeline to a certain extent.

At least Zhao Yongqi didn't think that he was stupid and shouting the Boxer Rebellion that was invincible, but he really didn't see where it worked. Well, the only function was probably to fool a group of people and line up to die. To put it bluntly, tens of thousands of people, a few people rushed up from all directions without command. I think that for those foreigners who only lined up in flintlocks and fired guns, they might have a higher lethality. Therefore, slogans sometimes give people courage and confidence, and sometimes they just fool people to die. At least, Zhao Yongqi didn't want to be fooled to the point of death.

Not to mention these things that are too far away or impossible, Mr. Zhao Yongqi, who decided to be a civic and enjoy his life with peace of mind, walked slowly back to the street of his hotel and saw that the entrance of the hotel was blocked by the police from afar.

Obviously, the hotel has called the police very neatly by the hotel for a glass window suddenly falling from the upstairs and almost smashing Xiao Baozi. Whether it is a routine or maintaining public order, the police who came to the hot weather was also hard.

As they walked slowly into the crowd watching the fun, from their messy talks or arguments, Zhao Yongqi roughly understood that the scene in front of him was similar to his guess. No one was injured, and there was no glass window missing in the hotel, so the remaining reasoning was very simple. This was a depressed attempted intentional crime.

"That...comrade police, I am a resident in the hotel. Can I go in?"

The policeman who was pulled by Zhao Yongqi turned around and looked at the t-shirt with a torn twist, his hair was covered with dust and his arms. He was stunned for a moment, then opened his eyes wide and said, "Is it Brother Xiao Qi? Why did this happen?"

"Well, it's me." Zhao Yongqi touched his nose awkwardly and said, "I went out for a walk in the morning, but I didn't expect to get lost. Later... in short, I was so unlucky."

Seeing Zhao Yongqi's words were very relaxed, although he did not explain them in detail, the young policeman still smiled knowingly. It is estimated that in his opinion, the man with a very popular man in front of him might have encountered something very embarrassing, so he was unwilling to explain in detail.

It was not difficult for Zhao Yongqi to make things difficult. The police naturally let him in, and even kindly took him directly into the hotel lobby. From this point of view, Zhao Yongqi understood that others probably had not called the police for his missing matter, otherwise the police would not have asked everything so easily and let him leave directly.

There is no one in the lobby, so it is normal to be in such chaos. Whether it is a little bun or Cheng He, he must have gone back to the room.

Zhao Yongqi didn't stop for a long time. After saying goodbye to the police, he went straight to the 18th floor, intending to escape back to his room quietly. Unfortunately, this wish was just to think about it.

As soon as he approached the door of the room, he saw that the door was open. You can imagine that it was Xiao Baozi and others who habitually occupied his room and held a meeting.

Sure enough, Zhao Yongqi had just walked into the room and when his head was poked out of the corner, the sharp-eyed Lee Ji-en screamed, bounced up from the sofa, and rushed over.

"Frog Oppa, where have you been? We are all so worried about you!" It was naturally hung around Zhao Yongqi's neck, and the little girl's voice was full of concern.

"This... is a long story." Zhao Yongqi, who first put the little girl on the ground and smiled dryly, raised his hand to Cheng He, Xiao Baozi, Wan Zhi, Li Chen and more in the room, and said: "Simply put, it is to go out for a walk and get lost, and then almost get beaten because of eating a king meal."

"..." Everyone looked at Zhao Yongqi speechlessly. After a while, Cheng He came over and patted his shoulder and said, "Xiao Qi, now, basically among the people in the country, except for 300 million children and 200 million elderly people, one of the eight people is your registered fans. And the remaining people also include many non-registered fans. Tell me, the Jawa Island you went to or Mars? If you didn't go, wouldn't it be that the imperial capital of the Great Heavenly Dynasty had been occupied by the Martian people? So, you got lost on a walk, asked the passers-by and were turned away, had a meal, and found that you forgot to bring your wallet, reported to Brother Xiao Qi's name, and someone chased you? Do you think that Brother He's IQ is really that low?!"

"..." The speechless Zhao Yongqi looked at Cheng He and suddenly realized that he was thinking too simply...

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Chapter completed!