God.

Lin Sheng did not believe in such existence before successfully condensing the divinity.

But now he believed.

Because in the black feather world, the **** that Anseria pursues, and the **** he understands, are not a species.

The **** there is just a powerful enough existence.

God is nothing but a title, a supreme title to the existence of beings so powerful that they cannot imagine.

Therefore, the gods of different ethnic groups are naturally different.

Staring at the purified artificial **** in front of me.

Lin Sheng came closer, looking at the baby soaked in green liquid through the transparent eyes.

Without any movement, this baby has no soul power and no vitality, like a corpse. I don't know how long he died.

"It's a pity ...." Lin Sheng didn't do much. After removing the erosion of the Kuroshio, the so-called artificial **** in front of him has actually completely lost his self-mobility.

With a wave of his hand, Lin Sheng's body suddenly exuded a large twisting force, pulling the spiked robot in front from the ceiling stiffly, and throwing it aside.

The huge robot body landed silently on the ground on the left under the force field.

Lin Sheng stared at a secret door in the back room clearly.

It was a rusty, special secret door inlaid on the ceiling mountain.

Lin Sheng approached slowly, the force field twisted, and the secret door opened slowly inward.

Inside was a huge rectangular closet.

Inside the dense room, just standing outside the door, Lin Sheng can also see that there are blue stones like coffins lined up on both sides. There is a conical silver platform like a altar in the middle. However, some faint fluctuations were released silently.

On the gray ground, some corpses turned into corpses lying down.

The corpses are all wearing high-level uniforms inside the spacecraft and should be special management.

Lin Sheng walked in slowly, glancing around.

The moment he entered the door, the surrounding walls and ceiling floor became brighter and changed the scene.

From the dark and gloomy before, it has become a blue sky with clouds moving slowly.

"A virtual simulation scenario?"

Lin Sheng didn't focus on these, but looked straight behind the conical platform.

Lying on the ground there was a larger body than ordinary people.

The corpse wore a commander-like costume.

Lin Sheng looked around and reached for the corpse.

A black compass-like thing on the corpse suddenly rose into the air and flew towards Lin Sheng.

With the help of this thing, he glanced carefully at work.

‘Missy ritual, turn on the required conditions: Shock with a fixed frequency of the mind while chanting the following text. ’

Below is a black text symbol that looks very simple.

It was only Lin Sheng's frown that he could not understand these characters.

"It's basically two languages ​​before ..."

He carefully identified and found that the text above and the text used by the spacecraft itself were not the same.

Lin Sheng also wanted to search carefully and see if there were any other clues he could find.

At this moment, a small sound of clocks suddenly came from the ear.

Lin Sheng stunned for a moment, he knew that the dream was about to wake up.

..............

..............

Sitting in the high position, Lin Sheng slowly returned from the dream.

Opening his eyes, his breathing deepened slightly, and his consciousness became clear.

"Is it over?"

He straightened his back and exhaled softly.

Slap.

With a soft beep, a translucent chat room interface suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

The chat room was quiet and no one seemed to speak.

Lin Sheng waited for a while, and suddenly a message popped out.

"So boring, is anyone here?"-Purple Time.

"Yes, isn't it just this morning? Isn't it so early in the morning?"-Hope.

"Is it morning over you? It's already afternoon here. It seems that the time difference is a little big."-Purple time.

"Isn't there a serial killing incident in your area recently? Do you still have time to chat?"-Give hope.

"It's okay, it's far away from us, it doesn't matter."-Purple Time.

"Well? Isn't your cousin responsible for this case?" — Give hope.

"Yeah, I'm not in charge, what are you afraid of. I hope you feel pretty good lately?"-Purple Time.

"Yes, there is hope for the game."-Give hope.

"What deputy minister are you still? It's my word, what do you care about? Isn't it better to have time to rest on your own? Time is the most precious thing."-Purple time.

"No, it's just my personal hobbies. After all, I'm still young, and it's good to exercise a lot of management skills." — Give hope.

"It's also very tiring. It's as good as me, it doesn't matter anything, just rest assured that you are safe."

In another distant world.

Perola wore a purple tunic dress, gently pulling her dazzling long hair like golden tassel, and revealed a flawless smile in the mirror.

"Miss, it's time to set off. Otherwise, it's time for the old lady to think again."

The waitress awaited could not help whispering.

"What's the matter, what's the matter, I'm not ready yet. Isn't it just a messy party. Is it not the same late?" Perola said casually.

Looking at the rainbow chat room emerging from her field of vision, she finally replied.

"Well, I'm going out, hey, today's sunshine is very hot, I really don't want to go out. But I can't stand the family and have to call me. It's annoying."-Purple time.

"Go and go, it sounds like a happy life ..."-Give hope.

"Nowhere."-Purple Time.

"I ... woke up from the chaos again ..."-Red Whale.

"......."-purple time.

"........"-hope.

It's cold ...

Perola couldn't help laughing. Every time this paranoia appears, the surrounding area will be cold.

He thought he was the top angel of Saint Laurent?

BGM comes as soon as you play.

"Did you just wake up from the river of time a while ago?"-Give hope.

"........ Really? That's what I said wrong."-Red Whale.

awkward....

Perola looked sore at the look and decisively ignored the chat room.

Then he kept smirking in the mirror and for a while, calmed down.

"Hate! My makeup has been laughed!" As the most perfect academy flower of Saint Laurent, although she does not have angel qualifications, she can become an angel with powerful abilities.

But her family and her own beauty, even without qualifications, are the most dazzling presence on any occasion.

As the founder of Silver Jetstar, her father and mother are all those who have secretly mastered the powerful Jetstar Angel.