I Am Not the Supreme God

　　 Tang Chuan waited for a while, but found that there was no quick response on the other end.

　　 He just remembered that when he attended the main temple meeting for the first time, he waited for two or three days before he chose to accept it.

　　 In other words, the other nine main gods waited for him in the main temple for two or three days.

　　 And when he descended to the main temple, the other main gods did not show the emotion of waiting.

　　 In other words, dozens of azure star hours are not the same thing for the Lord God at all.

　　 So, that meat ball will call you back later.

　　 later...how long is it?

　　 After waiting for tens of minutes, Tang Chuan's mental activities gradually calmed down, and he got out of the devilish mood of being impatient and wanting to go home.

　　 He was silent for a while, sighed, and said to Chi Liu: "Forget it, you said to the meatball that it's okay, my problem has been solved."

　　 "Shoo!"

　　 is accepted.

　　哧哧 realized that there was nothing wrong with him, and went back to the basket of garlic, lying on his stomach, thinking, it was all the same thing, why didn't it feel bad?

　　 Tang Chuan sat on the sofa and looked out the window for a long time.

　　 Finally, he became sane.

If you contact Meatball and ask him to send himself home, it will most likely be exposed. At least, it will also arouse his curiosity. He wants to find out where the main body of the Lord of Calamity has gone, how such a small matter. He helps.

　　 Moreover, after Kuntasha's calculation, it is highly probable that he will be able to return to the hometown of Azure Star on his own in only 20 or 30 years.

　　 No matter how bad, when you are absolutely strong, you can reverse the time through divine power, and you can also trace the long history of Azure Star back to the day you left.

　　 After all, Azure Star is just a mortal planet, so it’s too easy to look back in time.

　　 I, as long as I can bear it, I can give it to my mother, to my relatives, and to the entire Azure Star, an immortal and prosperous future.

　　 If it is an adventure at this moment, it may screw everything up.

　　 Even the entire universe where the blue star is located may be adversely affected.

　　 Tang Chuan didn't know whether the Lord Godhead had any influence on him.

　　 Before, he was still very emotional in certain things.

　　 Otherwise, he won’t be obsessed too deeply. When the Lord Godhead suppresses the sea of ​​consciousness, he will dream of the Azure Star from time to time, and have an extra self to accompany his relatives and friends on his behalf.

　　 So now, I can calm down so quickly, and choose not to delve into the blue star in the dream, not to contact the meat ball, let him send himself back.

Will 　　 be affected by the Lord Godhead?

　　 This kind of influence happens subtly, and the gods will not feel that there is something wrong with their own thoughts.

　　 Perhaps only in their endless years and occasionally recalling their original intentions can they draw a comparison and realize that their mentality has changed.

　　 But it doesn't matter anymore, the so-called original intention, perhaps in the consciousness of the gods, is just a slight joke.

　　 Tang Chuan didn't want to go to the end and lost his humanity, even if the so-called humanity is not worth mentioning to the gods.

　　 But at this moment, he still sticks to it like this.

　　 I hope that no matter how "reasonable" I am, I don't forget what I am doing at this moment, the root of which is for what.

　　While Tang Chuan was thinking, he sloshed again, and the voice of the meat ball came: "Ah, is it solved so soon? It's a disaster."

　　 Tang Chuan did not reply.

　　Because the former master **** of calamity was so cold.

　　 This is his personal setting, or rather, the **** setting.

　　 As for the meat ball, there was no sound anymore. The exchange between the main gods ended in this way.

　　 Tang Chuan converged his mind and was no longer troubled by melancholy. He sank into his consciousness and looked at his master godhead.

　　 After finding out that after a nap, Nocton was already in the dark, weakly constructing a small channel of faith.

　　 "Okay, it's clean enough."

　　 Tang Chuan laughed and looked at Knoxton, who was still in the other room, carrying a broom and dustpan to clean it carefully.

　　 This guy, take it too seriously.

　　 You fell asleep, you secretly turn on the cleaning system.

　　 It seems that the last mission failed. The hunter's self-esteem made him feel that he really deserved to be punished.

　　Nockton’s voice came from inside the house, saying: "The third time is over immediately. The hotel is as clean as ever."

　　 Tang Chuan directly ordered the smart housekeeper to turn on the deep cleaning system, which prevented Nocton from continuing.

　　 He got up and gnawed an extraterrestrial fruit full of round edges and corners, and said, "It's almost dawn. Would you like to take a break or follow me to see the final outcome of this planet?"

Knockton walked out, the broom and dustpan in his hand dissipated into smoke, and said seriously: "This energy consumption is nothing to me. I can maintain a non-combat awake state for dozens of days. Let me be with the boss. ."

　　 Tang Chuan nodded, threw him an alien fruit, and said, "Okay, let's go."

　　Nockton took the fruit and swallowed it in one bite. Tang Chuan threw two more fruit when he saw it.

　　 The two entered the take-off and landing cabin and descended all the way to the first floor of the hotel.

　　 "Good morning~"

　　 As soon as he got out of the take-off and landing cabin, he saw the very respectful females in uniforms, photographed in two rows, greeted him with smiles.

　　 Tang Chuan had a headache, and said, "Okay, why do you have such a big battle? It makes you really like a dictator king, you..."

　　 Tang Chuan pointed to a foreman, and said, "You follow me, what's going on with the Resistance?"

　　 The foreman related body came out and said, "It's... almost the end, do you want to go over and take a look?"

　　 Tang Chuan nodded and said, "Take me there."

"OK."

　　 Outside the door, there will be a high-level shuttle, which seems to have been waiting here long ago.

　　 The three of them boarded the shuttle and soon arrived, the steel fortress that Moxiu took Tang Chuan by that day.

　　 Flying Shuttle descended on the fortress, and the three of them walked out of the cabin.

　　 In the sky, the inside of the Resistance Base was projected essentially.

　　The artillery fire continued.

　　 There were fatalities and injuries.

The foreman said: "Homando's identity ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ helped me open up the passage to the Resistance Base. I wiped out the detonators of those high-risk killers last night, and the rest of the people It’s just a stubborn resistance in the negative corner, the ending is doomed."

　　 Tang Chuan watched the tragic scenes without making a sound.

The foreman related body explained: “Before I came, the reason why this planet was called the Star of Exile, and it was not protected by a superior civilization, was because of the chaos here. Young children, elderly people who can’t afford to eat, regardless of men and women, took up arms and walked to the front line.

　　 Life and death, death, chaos, disorder, and cruelty were the main tone of this land.

　　 If you, the host, feel sad from a human perspective, you don’t have to. "

　　 Tang Chuan shook his head, and said, "I am not sad about this incident, but I feel a little bit touched."

　　 Projecting.

　　 Associated soldiers, penetrated the gate where the last leaders were.

　　 Inside, the former warlords with high powers either sorrowfully chose to commit suicide, or angered to fight to the death, or abandoned their armor and abandoned their armor to beg for mercy.

　　 Related parties are unmoved.

　　 At the expense of the corpses of countless advance troops, the last fire of the Resistance was finally taken down.

　　 Those connected bodies that are like evil spirits, unafraid of life and death, rush forward, cover the enemy's face with their palms, and assimilate them with spirit, and no one is half shaken.

　　The last kind of fire that was assimilated by them all had extremely distorted expressions, from the heart, from the lungs, from the soul, and screamed in fear.

　　The sound of artillery fire, screams, and roars mixed together to compose a chaotic symphony.

　　 This is a civilization, the cry of decline.