Start from Douluo and go down the river

After Zhu Jue finished his move, there was no change at all, or in Xiao Si's eyes, the surrounding flowers and plants all looked at Zhu Jue innocently, as if they were watching a fool.

"Who is shouting?" As he spoke, a night watchman wearing a blue uniform came over. He was holding something similar to a lamp in his hand, emitting bright red light, and walked towards Xiaosi and the others.

It was probably Zhu Jue who called at the beginning of the live broadcast. Xiaosi silently approached Su Ming, the most reliable of the four. "We are going to steal things, right? Why do you feel like You Zhujue can't do anything?"

"Relax and let him handle it by himself," Su Ming said.

Seeing the night watchman approaching, Zhu Jue's eyes lit up and he greeted him. "I, I, I, I am here"

The night watchman quickly ran up to Zhu Jue and raised the light in his hand to shine on Zhu Jue. "Brother, this young lady, what's the matter with you? It's been a bit rough lately at night. I heard that many nobles' homes have been robbed. If nothing happens, it's better to stay at home."

"Is that so? I'm a little hungry now. You said there's nothing to eat at home." After Zhu Jue finished speaking, he approached the night watchman, put his four fingers together, and cut him on the neck with a hand knife when he wasn't prepared.

Ok

With a muffled groan, the night watchman lay down on the ground. Zhu Jue took the brick and the big electric lamp from his hand before the night watchman lay down.

"Haha, such a treasure, a virtuous person will live in it." Zhu Jue picked up the brick-sized electric lamp and shook it. The red light was swaying around, very much like the light ball in KTV.

Not long after, while walking around, Zhu Jue was already holding more than twenty colorful light balls. He was flying up and down with the light balls, making the dark night no longer scary at all, but making people shake their heads.

"Hey" Tang San sighed without saying anything else, he seemed used to it.

Su Ming, on the other hand, led the way with his eyes closed. It was said that the thing had probably started to shift. In this world, there was no way to use spiritual thoughts, so he had to close his eyes and hurry up.

As if he had discovered something, Zhu Jue, who was following in women's clothing, walked over and approached Xiaosi, the colorful lights in his hands extremely dazzling.

"Did you find a problem?"

Xiaosi squinted his eyes subconsciously. "What's wrong."

"Their lamps are incomplete without purple," Zhu Jue said loudly, leaving the lamp ball still on the ground and stepping on it several times. "It's basically all yellow and not fun."

Hehe Xiaosi could only remain silent, feeling unworthy for the many night watchmen who were still on the grass.

Tang San, who was walking in the forefront, suddenly asked: "Is there no academy or sect in this world? Why are we not like before? I remember that once before, everyone's power was suppressed by nine levels, but we still found a cultivating sect to join. I have accumulated enough energy.”

Su Ming still closed his eyes and returned. "This world is different. Zhu Jue tested it yesterday, right?"

Zhu Jue yawned. "Yes, yes, I severely injured myself and threw me at the door of the Church of the Goddess of the Night. The priest of that church took me in for treatment, but it was useless no matter what hints I gave, it seemed that I had never seen anything. Like an extraordinary person.”

At this moment, the bells of the cathedral in the distance came from the cathedral, a total of sixteen bells, distant and ethereal.

The bell seemed to have magical power, and several people stopped and listened.

Looking up, a blood moon that was very different from the previous world was hanging in the sky, scattered on the earth like a red gauze.

Xiaosi felt as if he was in another world. During the day, he was still dreaming and looking for a way out of the city. Today, he started robbing the rich and giving to the poor for points. It was really a dream.

"Tang San, how many points are you still short of?" Zhu Jue said calmly, giving people a sense of reliability.

Tang San smiled bitterly. "About 5000. This mission requires our energy value to reach . I don't know how yet."

Zhu Jue escaped into the darkness and drifted away, with only the sound coming. "The moon gave me an idea, but I'm not sure if it will work. Of course, if it works, I might make a lot of money, and my room will be reserved for me. I always feel that you may see me resurrected tomorrow."

After saying that, Zhu Jue gradually drifted away until he completely disappeared.

Xiaosi has a feeling

Tang San looked at the place where Zhu Jue's figure disappeared and asked Xiaosi: "Why do I feel that he becomes more serious when he is around you? You know his performance in the first few CDs, he can be called a little expert who is holding back, and now he is actually He also asked me how many points I was missing.”

Xiaosi shook his head. Xin said that he knew nothing, but it was also very strange. He always had a feeling that had nothing to do with memory. He always had an inexplicable feeling of loneliness towards Zhu Jue.

"The powerful power behind this blood moon is chaotic and evil, making people full of desires. Ordinary people cannot resist when exposed to this evil power, and their spirits will be directly destroyed. I wish Jue to get better, the enemies of the previous CD are too weak I can't arouse his interest, now it seems that this blood moon is not simple."

"Is that so?" Tang San was doubtful.

Xiaosi asked. "I suddenly remembered that you said I disappeared then, how could you find my body now?"

Su Ming, who had been sensing it, opened his eyes, looked at the blood moon, and spoke. "Qin Yuanse brought you, including the mantra and many rituals. But now it seems to me that the blood moon is blocked by something. It was not like this before. The blood moonlight in the past was very peaceful."

Xiao Si closed his eyes and felt nothing but his own heartbeat and breathing.

It seems that I am not the material.

After walking a few hundred meters more, and turning around the intersection, a stench hit me. The sewers on both sides of the road exuded an extremely stinky smell. The houses here were also twisted, and there were still some lights in the places where a few people passed by before. It was complete darkness here, with only the light of the blood moon guiding the way.

"It's almost here, it's in this area." Su Ming said calmly as if he couldn't smell the smell.

"There is only a few dozen meters of open space in the middle. On one side are brand-new buildings neatly lined up, and on the other side are low thatched houses filled with stench. This is too magical and realistic. The house matches this status. It shouldn't be so bad here, why isn't it? Gradually." Tang San was a little confused. "Could it be that the author likes this and thinks it has more dramatic conflict?"

"You can see that there are problems in the world of Douluo Continent, you know. Now that you can see something, what do you think is wrong with Douluo Continent?" Xiao Si and Tang San followed. Su Ming, who was leading the way with his eyes closed, talked about it.

"Is there something wrong with Douluo Continent? Why don't I feel it?" Tang San was puzzled. "Isn't it just an orthodox fantasy novel? What's the problem with this? The passion of the king is an eternal movement. No matter how many years later, it is a story that will never go out of style."

"Yes, but you know one thing, your world is very utilitarian." Xiaosi pointed to his head. "My memory is that I stayed in the world of Douluo Continent for two and a half days. At that time, I had a clear feeling that this timing was very utilitarian."

"Utilitarianism" Tang San didn't understand, "How can this be seen?"

Xiaosi thought for a while and scratched his head. "I found world consciousness from that world at that time."

Tang San asked. "There is such a thing as world consciousness"

Xiaosi said. "Well, at that time it was like I was talking to the air, but I could clearly understand that it was world consciousness."

"But there's nothing wrong with letting me grow like a high-quality stock, right? There's nothing wrong with novels where they all start out useless and then get stronger and stronger." Tang San was still talking, but Xiaosi interrupted.

"World Consciousness Theory."

Tang San's steps were clanging and he almost didn't fall. He stood firm and pretended to cough twice. "It's strange that it's heart-warming, but in the book you gave me, I ended up being a good man who could not do anything except Xiao Wu."

Xiao Si followed Su Ming with a thoughtful look and said nothing to Tang San.

In his heart, he was wondering why his original self still guided Tang San to the space to take over his place, even though he knew that Tang San couldn't escape the utilitarian nature due to the setting.

Xiaosi asked Suning curiously. "Su Ming, what is the multiplier for items and points in this world?"

"ten times"

Xiaosi was shocked. "This novel Starting Space ranks first this month"

Su Ming nodded and pointed to a large uncovered warehouse in front of him. "Right there."

There is a lot of garbage near the warehouse. The white iron sheet supporting the warehouse has been covered with green rust, giving off a damp and decaying iron mold smell.

The warehouse door was open, and the lock as big as a fist was still hanging on the door, which had already become rotten. Looking inside the inner warehouse, it was pitch black, as if the light of the blood moon could not explore the secrets here.

"At this time, I think we need an electric light." Tang San looked at the top of the warehouse. There was nothing there, but the gauzy moonlight of the blood moon was blocked. "Even the moonlight can't shine in here. Is there any danger if we go in?"

Su Ming felt it. "No, the energy inside is very soft and should not pose a threat."

There was no point in staying outside. Su Ming took the lead among the three of them. Xiaosi and Tang San followed with bated breath as they filed in.

As soon as Xiaosi entered the warehouse, he immediately felt a wave of water rushing towards his face, and his vision blurred for a moment. When he saw clearly, he found that Su Ming and Tang San had all disappeared. What replaced it was a city, an international metropolis with more than ten floors of high-rise buildings, the roar of transportation, and the endless flow of people.

Xiaosi is standing at the crossroads, with the green light in front of it. People wearing suits and leather shoes are rushing to work. When passing by Xiaosi, they turn a deaf ear to this person wearing night clothes made of rough fabrics. Even if they pass by, they will not pay attention. Have a look.

"Brother, here is that"

The white-collar man in question was playing with his cell phone with his head down. He was stunned when he heard Xiao Si's question. After looking left and right, he confirmed that he was asking himself, and blurted out.

"Shanghai."

After saying that, the white-collar man continued to lower his head, playing with his mobile phone and crossing the street.

Xiao Si, who was ignored by him, could already tie a bow with his brows furrowed.