Infinite Journey From Hogwarts

　　 When the light faded, the world seemed to be restored to its original state.

　　 Yinlong looked at the group leader beside her. She clearly remembered that her group leader used his supernatural power to lead them to break through the surface world and enter the void. Why are they still here?

Eisenwell was silent for a while, and suddenly said with a smile, "It seems that this is fate. The other party blocked all timelines, fatelines and lifelines at the beginning. We entered this place in Florida after a certain point in time. After that, even if you leave later, you will still be'pulled' back now."

　　 As he spoke, he took out his cell phone, and the time displayed on it was 9 o'clock in the morning three weeks ago.

　　 So this is the time when the other party arranged it? What is the special meaning?

Although Silver Dragon is a dragon vein warlock, as the core caster of the adventure group, her accumulation of knowledge is no less than that of the pure master of the same level, so when Eisenwell said the news, she immediately understood The horror of the other side.

　　 "Is it powerful?" In her impression, only powerful divine power is qualified to block the world line.

　　 "It's not just a powerful divine power." Eisenwell shook his head gently. As a weak divine power, even if it could not be a powerful divine power to block the world line, he could still understand the powerful divine power.

　　 But this blockade is beyond his understanding.

　　 "I have become an ordinary person again." This is what Dark Blade cares most about.

　　 Silver Dragon looked at Eisenwell, Dark Blade lost all of its extraordinary power, and she was naturally the same, only the boss, as a true god, had the opportunity to be immune to the unimaginable means of the opponent.

　　 Eisenwell said calmly, "We are all the same, including the layouter."

　　 "Huh?" Yinlong looked at Eisenwell suspiciously, the other party's methods were more than enough to deal with the evil spirits, how could he get around him.

　　 Seeing Yinlong’s doubts, Eisenwell waved his hand in the air as if he was about to touch something, "He restarted a universe."

　　 "How is this possible?" Yinlong blurted out.

"And it's not just as simple as restarting the universe. He also blocked the source of the river of destiny, the river of time, and the river of Styx, leaving a closed loop here alone. All entropy returns to zero, only with the entropy value. With the increase, our strength will return little by little."

　　 Yinlong's gaze was a bit dull, she had no idea what to say, and finally murmured, "What exactly does he want to do?"

"have no idea."

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　　 At this time, Cedric was wearing beach pants and holding a twenty-sided dice in his hand, looking out the coast of Florida.

who am I?

Where am I?

　　What am I doing?

　　 He remembered that he was still playing strings before, why he came to the country of blond and blue eyes in the next moment.

Calm down, it's just a journey. I have seen many such small scenes. The great **** who reads the text has prepared the "Traverser Study Manual". As long as he can strictly follow the instructions in the manual, he can earn one million per month and marry Bai Fumei. , It is no longer a dream to reach the pinnacle of life!

　　 The crystal clear water reflects a handsome young man with a height of 190 and eight-pack abs, no loss!

　　 is a big handsome ratio, Cedric made a judgment in an instant.

　　 Although it is the crossing method of the amnesia soul wearing this difficulty factor of 2, but this body is enough to make up for the tens of thousands of dollars in deposits when the soul wears.

　　 Then you have to figure out where you are.

　　 Cedric didn't ask people rashly. He passed the sixth level anyway. Although it was dumb English, he was still able to do basic reading and writing.

　　 touched his whole body, there was nothing except a pair of beach pants and a twenty-sided dice in his hand.

　　Poor!

Cedric cursed. The dice in his hand was an opaque gray crystal. It looked like some kind of plastic product. At least it was not an antique. It seemed that the original owner put it in his pocket while playing the dungeon game. Yes, it shouldn't be a valuable thing.

　　 Cedric wanted to find a trash can and threw it away. After all, he was wearing beach pants and didn't even have a pocket.

　　 I thought about it, and finally held it in my hand. This is my only asset besides beach pants.

　　 The turquoise sea is crystal clear, and the golden sun shines, reflecting sparkles, tourists are intertwined, laughter and laughter one after another, but Cedric has no meaning to enjoy it, he walked towards the commercial area.

　　 Observing the rows of shops carefully, he was not lucky enough to find a temporary worker who was looking for a temporary worker like the predecessor of the traverser, and as a liberal arts student, he did not have any skills.

　　 But he is not without a little gain, at least he is sure that this is a beautiful country on the other side of the ocean, and it is modern, not a strange and weird world.

　　 But what should I do next? Are you going to sleep on the street tonight?

After being at a loss on the street for a while, Cedric thought for a while, and finally chose the easiest way for a Chinese to find the police. His current appearance is a qualified white man, not a black man, and he seems to be a tourist. Not a criminal. Finding the police is the easiest way to determine your identity. If you are a big deal, you will pretend to have amnesia, but you don’t have to pretend.

　　 This is Free America. He doesn't dare to sleep on the street at night. Boys have to learn to protect themselves outside.

Stopped a passerby. With his excellent appearance, even if the language was bad, he easily got help from the other party. Ninety-nine percent of the people on earth are senior members of the Appearance Association, regardless of nationality or race. .

"Are you helpers?" 911 was notoriously slow in action. After waiting for half an hour, a police car drove over and a police officer walked towards Cedric and the passers-by around him~www. NovelMTL.com~ He has amnesia, and he seems to be a foreign tourist, and his English is not good. "The person who helped Cedric call the police carefully explained for Cedric.

　　 "Foreign?" The policeman looked at Cedric's appearance, "Western Europe?"

　　 Cedric understood the sentence, but he was still ready to remain silent.

　　 "Follow us to the police station first, we will help you find your family and friends." Cedric honestly followed the police into the car.

　　 "Thank you for your help." Cedric said to a passerby who accompanied him on the police car. Through a simple conversation with the other party, he learned that this is a sophomore at California Law School named Mihir.

　　Mihir smiled what he considered to be the most charming, leaning directly on Cedric in spite of the high temperature of 30 degrees Celsius in Florida, "Nothing, it is God's will to reach out to everyone in trouble."

　　 "Are you a believer?"

　　 "Of course, aren't you?" Mihir asked, even though most people in the beautiful country are pseudobelievers, in order not to be rejected by the mainstream society, they still pretend to be a devout believer.

　　 Cedric wanted to say that he was a great fighter of the proletariat, but thinking that he is now in the beautiful country, finally said helplessly, "I don't know, I am amnesia."

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