The system has to be used even if it is pulled

Zhao Yuanlang burped in the void. He had reached the great perfection of the initial stage of God King and was just one step away from a breakthrough.

This plane has formed a two-level performance, one side is pitch black, the power of the void is corroding, and the other side is a world full of vitality. Zhao Yuanlang clenched his fists unwillingly. Time is running out, only 30 seconds left to return. It's a pity for this plane.

系统此刻开始倒计时：10、9、8、7、6、5.......

Zhao Yuanlang opened his arms as if to celebrate, but he was unaware that something strange was happening.

Countless energies, mixed with a huge will, invaded Zhao Yuanlang's body. Zhao Yuanlang instantly vomited blood and flew backwards.

This is fucking terrible. An 80-year-old mother gave birth to a child. She spent all day hunting geese and got her eyes pecked by geese. I should have thought that this would definitely attract the attention of the plane's will. It's all my fault for getting lost in the power.

System: "1, return!"

Zhao Yuanlang was in a terrible situation at the moment. He appeared on the big bed in the hotel, feeling hot and cold at the same time. Two forces were raging in his body, fighting back and forth for control of his body.

At this moment, there was another will in Zhao Yuanlang's body. Yes, the will of the Naruto plane mixed with energy was actually brought back by the system.

This guy actually valued Zhao Yuanlang's body. After all, Zhao Yuanlang let the will of the Naruto plane see his plan of transcendence, so he directly abandoned his original body and wanted to take over Zhao Yuanlang's body.

However, the Hokage still underestimated Zhao Yuanlang. Although Zhao Yuanlang's realm could not catch up with the will of the plane, his law of the void was too powerful. Although Zhao Yuanlang was at a disadvantage, he was not occupied immediately.

At this moment, Zhao Yuanlang had a ferocious face as he fought against the will of the Naruto dimension for the body. The color of his body changed from black to gray, then yellow, and then white.

The system is continuously sending out alerts at this moment: "An abnormality has been detected. Host, please submit 4 faith points to eliminate the abnormality."

Zhao Yuanlang was exhausted. What did the system mean by proposing this deal at this time? Was it taking advantage of someone's misfortune? Or did it have other ideas? Why was the system, which hadn't shown any reaction in the past ten days or half a month, so enthusiastic now?

Zhao Yuanlang felt that he could still hold out for a while. He might be able to control the will of the Naruto plane by relying on the characteristics of void erosion. Damn system, don't try to take advantage of me.

However, the system did not give him a chance to choose and directly issued a warning: "Since the host is in danger of death, the system will automatically deduct faith points and begin to kill abnormal beings."

The aura of chaos and countless energies suddenly appeared from nowhere and began to absorb and decompose the energy mixed with the will of the Naruto plane bit by bit.

Damn it! Damn system! Zhao Yuanlang also stepped up his pace, taking the opportunity to transform and erode the energy of the Naruto plane.

The will of the Naruto dimension was in a panic. What should it do? It had originally wanted to take over the other's nest, but where did this sudden chaotic energy come from? It was losing ground and was about to be destroyed.

Soon, the will of the Naruto plane collapsed, as if it had never existed, and the chaotic energy disappeared.

Zhao Yuanlang only eroded and tore off a little bit of energy. Zhao Yuanlang, who was sweating all over, clenched his fists unwillingly, opened his eyes and sat up from the bed.

At this moment, the bed was already soaked with Zhao Yuanlang's sweat, and there was still a lot of sweat on the ground, as if a large basin of water had been poured in the room.

Zhao Yuanlang frowned and waved his hand, and the room became clean immediately.

Zhao Yuanlang calmed down and began to question the system, but the system didn't say a word. Zhao Yuanlang had no other options except to feel helpless and furious, but his own strength had improved again.

Lives: 4.9 million (0.67 billion)

True essence: 0.52 billion (0.06 billion) Mana: 0.74 billion (0.08 billion)

Physical fitness: 0.63 billion (0.09 billion) Strength: 0.77 billion (0.14 billion)

Agility: 0.97 billion (0.01 billion) Intelligence: 0.48 billion (0.05 billion)

prestige:

Faith Points: 1833

Strength evaluation: God General Perfection (God General Intermediate)

The perfect state of a God General is actually nearly ten times stronger than the intermediate state of a God General. This damn system has bad intentions! But Zhao Yuanlang has no solution. He still doesn't know where the system exists in his body, and the damn system doesn't care about him.

Its eagerness to improve its own strength is very suspicious. Its real strength is weaker than the system's strength. It seems that the system has no good intentions.

Forget it, let's take it one step at a time. I don't have any better solution right now.

Zhao Yuanlang, who had been thinking for a long time, washed up and prepared to go to bed. What? He still needs to wash up and go to bed even though he is already a God King? Although Zhao Yuanlang doesn't need to eat, drink, defecate or urinate, you have to pretend to do so, so as not to arouse suspicion.

The next morning, Zhao Yuanlang was awakened by room service because the eldest son of First Vice President Trump was already waiting for him in the private room of the breakfast restaurant downstairs.

Zhao Yuanlang washed up, put on his clothes, and followed the waiter to the private room in the breakfast restaurant.

At this moment, Constantine was wearing a suit with gold trim, with a neatly combed back hair, holding a cup of hot milk, with a hint of pride and a hint of indifference on his mature face, just like the crown prince of an ancient king. Of course, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the crown prince now.

Behind him stood a butler with a head full of white hair, but wearing a neat black suit and a moustache.

"Good morning, Colonel Zhao Yuanlang. I asked Steward Stephen to order breakfast for you. See if it suits your taste."

"Thank you!" With the help of the waiter, Zhao Yuanlang sat opposite Constantine.

There was some silence in the room, and the two of them seemed to have no idea what topic to talk about. Although they seemed familiar with each other, they had only known each other for two days. Zhao Yuanlang had spent a thousand years in the Naruto world last night, and for a moment he felt unfamiliar with Constantine.

"What do you think of the Federation?"

Zhao Yuanlang, who was quietly eating breakfast, was caught off guard by Constantine's question. Zhao Yuanlang frowned for a long time before slowly saying, "How else can I look at it? Just look at it this way."

"Interesting answer." Constantine smiled unrestrainedly and put down the milk in his hand. Then he looked at Zhao Yuanlang with burning eyes: "There are many factions in the Federation."

Zhao Yuanlang finished the last bite of fried egg, wiped his mouth with a napkin and said slowly: "This has nothing to do with me, I just want to live."

"There is no such possibility. You are already involved and cannot get rid of it. Maybe you only know that I am the son of the vice president, but there are many things you don't know."

Zhao Yuanlang shrugged indifferently: "If possible, please don't tell me, I really don't want to know. I finally came back alive from the battlefield, I'm exhausted enough, I really hope not to be involved in this headache anymore."

"That's impossible. The Federation is like a chessboard with many players. You have been placed on the chessboard as a chess piece. For a chess piece like you who can kill a veteran, no chess player will ignore it."

"That's really terrible." Zhao Yuanlang frowned helplessly.

"Colonel Zhao Yuanlang, I sincerely invite you to join our New World Chapter of Freemasonry."

Zhao Yuanlang frowned, not knowing how to answer him. Freemasonry was not some trivial organization, but a behemoth that had survived from the Earth era.