The end of the world: Become a god through ordinary attacks, starting with beating up a green tea gi

All clues seem to point in the same direction.

"I hope Bai Ming can bring me a miracle. I really don't know if I can hold on..."

Dick muttered, a look of determination in his eyes.

He knew how heavy the mission his close friend was carrying was.

As the hope of the human race, Bai Ming is destined to face countless difficulties and obstacles.

And as an [Original Dream], how could I just sit there and watch?

"Don't worry, I will fight alongside you."

On the other side, Bai Ming was searching for Huang Quan's trace non-stop.

However, what he didn't expect was that this time he seemed to have disappeared from the face of the earth.

No matter how many places he went or how many people he asked, he couldn't find any clue about her.

"Where on earth did this woman go?"

Bai Ming frowned, feeling more and more that things were not that simple.

Just as I was thinking about it, a familiar voice suddenly sounded behind me.

"Looking for me?"

Bai Ming turned around suddenly and saw a black figure appearing at the entrance of the alley at some point.

"Yellow Spring?"

He walked quickly forward.

"Where have you been? Everyone is going crazy."

Huang Quan smiled coldly.

"I told you, just some errands."

She looked Bai Ming up and down and was a little angry.

"Why have you been following me? Are you afraid that I will cause trouble?"

Bai Ming felt a little unhappy, but he suppressed his emotions.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm just worried about you. The situation in the rear area is changing rapidly. If you have any troubles, you might as well tell me."

"Heh." Huang Quan laughed.

"What could possibly bother me? I just want to find out the truth about those murders."

"What murder?" Bai Ming frowned.

"You mean, those powerful people who disappeared without a trace recently?"

Huang Quan nodded, his tone gradually becoming colder.

"It's not just a matter of disappearance. Their souls have all been fragmented, and it's obvious that they died a violent death. The color and scars of the fragments... are very similar to the one you found at that time."

Bai Ming's pupils shrank.

What exactly is going on?

Why are there so many strong people being killed one after another?

Could it be...

A bold idea arose in his mind.

"Huang Quan, those cases you mentioned all happened near the hidden dungeon..."

He stared at Huang Quan and said word by word:

"Could it be that someone is deliberately hunting down strong people... just to gain the qualification to enter the hidden copy?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Huang Quan's eyes lit up.

"you mean..."

She suddenly woke up.

"Has anyone discovered the secret of the hidden dungeon and wants to use it to get in? Or maybe he is waiting for someone else to get in."

"It's not just that." Bai Ming frowned.

"From the current clues, the murderer's strength is definitely not ordinary. He was able to commit the crime right under our noses and leave no trace... I am not sure about this person's ability."

Huang Quan couldn't help but clench his fists when he heard that.

"If that's the case, it's a serious matter."

She took a deep breath and turned to look at Bai Ming.

"What are you going to do next? You can't just stand by and watch that mysterious man do evil, right?"

Bai Ming gritted his teeth, a hint of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes.

"Of course not! No matter who they are, if they dare to act wildly on my territory, don't blame me for being rude!"

"I will send more personnel to thoroughly investigate the causes and consequences of these cases. At the same time, I ask everyone to be vigilant and not to be left alone."

Having said that, he looked towards Huang Quan.

"Also, I hope you can cooperate with me. With you here, things will be investigated faster."

Huang Quan was silent for a moment and nodded.

"Okay. Since we have the same goal, I have no reason to refuse."

"Great, I'm really worried about letting you investigate this matter alone!"

For several days, they visited every corner of the crime scene.

Finally, they found some clues in a hidden cave.

"Look!"

Huang Quan carefully picked up a piece of cloth on the ground with a serious expression.

"This material... is clearly high-grade spiritual fiber cloth. There are only a few people in the whole of China who can afford this stuff."

Bai Ming took the cloth, looked at it carefully for a moment, his eyes becoming increasingly cold.

"Looking at the texture and color of this cloth, it should be from the Western Regions. Who could it be..."

He thought back to what happened to him in his daily life, and some thoughts began to form in his mind.

"Could it be that those guys came all the way here to seek revenge? After all, we have taken care of Amaterasu."

Huang Quan shook his head.

"Not likely. If Xiaozi had this ability, he would have attacked us long ago. Why wait until now? What's more..."

She pointed deeper into the cave, her tone heavy.

"Look at the marks there, it's clearly caused by a sharp weapon. Xiaoshi has always been very particular about ninjutsu, and would not use such, uh, simple and crude methods."

Bai Ming was stunned when he heard this, and then his eyes lit up.

"You mean... could it be the assassins from Kimchi Country? They love to use machetes the most."

Huang Quan was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up.

"That makes sense! Why didn't I think of that? If it was really done by the Koreans, this would be a big deal..."

She stared at Bai Ming and said word by word:

"You have to think carefully. If we offend them, we will have few allies. Do you really want to take this risk?"

Bai Ming sneered repeatedly.

"Oh, you're scared? I, Bai Ming, have never been afraid of anyone when it comes to doing things. Even if it's the assassins from the Korean country, they can't run wild under my nose!"

"Okay." Huang Quan nodded heavily.

"Since you have made up your mind, I will accompany you."

......

Meanwhile, in the distant country of Kimchi.

In a gloomy underground hall, dozens of warriors in black armor were kneeling in the center of the hall, kowtowing to a figure on the platform.

"Captain Qin, I have killed all those Chinese warriors. Their soul fragments have also been brought back."

The leader reported respectfully in a humble tone.

On the high platform, a stern-faced middle-aged man nodded slightly, with a cruel smile on his lips.

"Very good. With these fragments, we are one step closer to entering the hidden copy."

He looked around the hall with a sharp gaze.

"Everyone, for the future of the Kimchi Country and for the glory of our nation, we must win this battle!"

"Swear allegiance to Chief Qin Si until death!"

"Long live the Kimchi Country! Long live the Assassin's League!"

The cheers in the hall resounded through the sky.

......

On the other side, Liu Wenli was looking at the map in his hand intently.

Ever since Bai Ming left, he has been sending people to various places to collect intelligence, hoping to find the whereabouts of the hidden copy as soon as possible.

However, what he didn't expect was that the entrances to these copies were so hidden.

Even the spies who are always well-informed can only bring back a few words occasionally.

More often than not, they end up empty-handed and gain nothing.

"Damn, where are these hidden copies hidden?"

He rubbed his temple irritably and let out a long sigh.

"Bai Ming and Amy have already been in there, why can't we find any clues?"

"Wen Li, don't be anxious."

Gu Mou walked forward and patted his friend's shoulder comfortingly.