Memorandum of Understanding of the Heavens and Worlds

Chapter 163 The Joint Summit of Sustainable Stability of the Heavens and Worlds

"The United Summit of the Heavens and Worlds?"

In front of the light curtain flashing with mysterious runes, Lin Zhihui touched it lightly with his palm, and immediately a large number of pictures and texts flooded into his mind.

After spending a few minutes digesting the information in his mind, Lin Zhihui muttered to himself and withdrew his hand, only to find a smaller rune imprint appeared on the back of his hand.

"The correct way to say it is the Sustainable and Stable Joint Summit of the Heavens and Worlds." Zhuying, who was still lying on his shoulder, corrected, with a hint of weakness in his voice.

"Is your state really okay?" Lin Zhihui put aside the doubts in his heart for a while, and looked at Zhuying who was lazily crawling onto his arm.

"Don't worry, I won't die." Zhuying flicked her tail casually, and shook her head slightly, signaling Lin Zhihui to leave: "Let's go, advance to the venue, the meeting will start soon."

Lin Zhihui sorted out the information he had just obtained while walking.

How should I put it, the place where he is now is a space of myriad worlds located in the human world.

The so-called Myriad Worlds Space is an existence similar to the legendary Cave Heaven. After the passages of the various worlds were closed, in order to facilitate the communication of all walks of life, a special space independent of the Heavens and Myriad Worlds was opened up by powerful people with great magic power. Hold various joint meetings.

In a sense, the nature of the United Nations is similar to that of the human world. Of course, it must be more just and authoritative. As long as the agreement reached here is under the supervision of the power of heaven, it will be jointly maintained by the powers of all walks of life. Any boundary dares to violate.

Right now, there is an important meeting that is about to be held here, and Lin Zhihui is one of them. The mark on the back of his hand is a symbol of his status as a participant.

The information stored in the light curtain is very limited, only a brief explanation of where this is and what might happen, the rest of Lin Zhihui is still ignorant.

Why was he brought into the Ten Thousand Realms space?
Who were those two identical guys just now?

He has neither mutated into a special human due to a certain virus, nor is he a fairy god or ghost who has successfully cultivated. At best, he is just an ordinary human who has just abandoned atheism and made a movie with gods. It's not until Lin Zhihui makes an appearance.

"Those two guys are not human beings." Hearing Lin Zhihui's doubts, Zhuying said slowly: "Strictly speaking, they are not any kind of creatures, but a kind of synthetic puppets, the products left over from the era of the World War. , somewhat similar to the super robot you imagined."

Lin Zhihui blinked and remembered that one night, Zhu Ying saw a science fiction film on TV. The theme was about the future world, where intelligent robots would in turn control humans. Mo Ming understood what he meant.

"However, they are much easier to use than those robots, and they will not have any self-awareness." Zhuying knew that Lin Zhihui understood, and continued: "These guys rely on the formations built into their bodies to move freely. After each meeting, they will be sealed together with the Myriad Realms Space, and will not be activated again until the next meeting is held."

"No wonder they all look the same." Lin Zhihui remembered that when he was filming the movie, those puppets and fairy servants were all the same, and he couldn't tell who was who. That's what the mighty people of ten thousand years ago did.

"That's not right." Lin Zhihui suddenly thought of something, and squinted at Zhuying suspiciously.

As soon as the two puppets appeared at that time, this guy pretended to be dead without saying a word. In addition, the opponent's aura was too strong, giving people a great sense of oppression, which made him think that he had encountered some terrible enemy.If they are just the guardians of the Ten Thousand Realms space, then why does Zhuying appear so afraid?
Hearing Lin Zhihui's question, Zhuying's expression froze slightly, her two small eyes moved up and down, holding back for a long time, seeing that she couldn't escape, she said lightly: "This is all the sins of the past, and I don't know the specific process." Clearly, I only know that the ancestor of our Candle Dragon Clan was one of the Eight Great Generals during the Great War, and these puppets have attack talismans specifically aimed at our Clan. It is said that there is no more, but the deterrent force from the true god is still irresistible to a young animal like me."

"Are you a cub?" Lin Zhihui couldn't help laughing, recalling that he had seen that body shape comparable to that of a Tyrannosaurus rex, he really couldn't connect it with such a word.

"Cough, this is not important." Zhuying cleared her throat in embarrassment, obviously not wanting to discuss with Lin Zhihui, the caretaker, the matter of discrediting herself, and abruptly changed the subject: "The question now is, why do you have qualifications, to attend this kind of high-level meeting. You know, the one who can come here must at least be a representative of a certain realm..." As she spoke, Zhu Ying looked Lin Zhihui up and down, shook her head, and looked puzzled His expression of solution said: "But you..."

Looking at Zhuying's contemptuous eyes, Lin Zhihui's eyebrows twitched, and he really wanted to use lynching to let him know who is the boss now. At this moment, a strange voice suddenly came from behind the two of them.

While the two were talking, they had already returned to the meeting place. Hearing the voice, Lin Zhihui took a step aside. Looking back, he saw an old man in black robe standing behind him.

"Ah, you are..." Zhu Ying yelled, and seemed to think of something, immediately covered her mouth with her small paws, and stared at the old man in the black hole robe with two little bean eyes, seeming a little apprehensive.

Lin Zhihui felt that this person looked familiar, and his eyes fell on the crimson gourd hanging from his waist. After a slight pause, he remembered that he was a judge who was following King Yama. His surname is Cui.

"Master Cui." Lin Zhihui recognized the person and bowed slightly.Now he is a non-staff officer, and what happened to the other party can be regarded as his immediate boss. As the saying goes, it is not strange to be polite to many people, and judging from Zhu Ying's appearance, this Master Cui's identity is probably not as simple as an ordinary judge. No matter what, There is always nothing wrong with a smiling face.

Judge Cui nodded slightly, with a slightly relieved expression, obviously satisfied with Lin Zhihui's attitude, and glanced at the silent Zhuying again: "You boy, you are so bold, you dare to sneak in even though you know where this is."

Zhuying lowered her head obediently, with her two little paws overlapping each other, she lay on Lin Zhihui's shoulder with an honest and teachable appearance, not daring to say a word.

"Master Cui, forgive me, he was all troubled by me." Lin Zhihui didn't know why he wanted to help Zhuying, but said: "When the two guardians arrived, Zhuying was following me, and there was no chance to speak, so was brought here."

"Oh." Master Cui glanced at Zhuying with a half-smile, but didn't say anything else, he took the lead and walked forward, saying: "This is not a place to talk, just follow me."

(End of this chapter)