marvel prehistoric world

The next day, Zhou Mo was already standing outside the door of the Dolphin Hotel, and he inquired around.

From the opening of this hotel to the present, 59 people have died in 1408. If nothing else happens, Mike Anselin will be the 59th.

These are actually nothing. What is interesting is that he went to the employment client Lily, but the other party claimed that he had not called the helpline of the Ombudsman Alliance.

"Let me confirm for the last time on the [-]nd. Are you sure you have checked the information and there is no problem?" Zhou Mo said.

"Yes sir, but I don't know why Ms. Lily is denying it."

"Maybe she doesn't want to deny it, but has some kind of supernatural power fishing." Zhou Mo said calmly.

"Fishing" No. [-] expressed confusion.

"Strictly speaking, you're trying to catch me." Zhou Mo said with certainty and walked slowly into the hotel.

"Welcome, sir, do you have a reservation?" A guy who looked almost the same as the one-eyed braised egg approached with a smile on his face.

Of course, he is not one-eyed.

"No, no." Zhou Mo said.

"I am the manager of the hotel, Gerald Olin."

"Stephen Zhou, does the hotel still have accommodation?"

The two shook hands lightly.

"Yes, there is." Gerald Olin began to introduce the guest rooms.

Then the two reached an agreement, and Zhou Mo took out his green card and paid the money to go through the check-in procedures.

But the guest room is not 1408, but another room.

"You seem to have given me the wrong room. Isn't my room 1309?" Zhou Mo said, raising the room card in his hand.

"It's 1309, that's right," Gerald Olin said affirmatively as he took the room card.

"That's okay, I can just go there by myself." Zhou Mo smiled slightly and took back the room card.

"Okay," said Gerald Olin.

Zhou Mo could tell at a glance that the other party was just an ordinary person without any special powers, so he didn't pay too much attention to him.

He entered the elevator, pressed floor 14, and then said: "What is the number on the room card number [-]?"

A blue light swept through the translator on the ear: "Sir's number is 1309."

"It seems that my vision has been deceived. It's interesting. I didn't feel anything abnormal when I came here, but I was actually attacked." Zhou Mo said softly.

In the hotel lobby, the man named Gerald Olin noticed that the elevator's flashing light had reached all the way to the fourteenth floor. The corner of his mouth instantly raised, and a meaningful smile appeared.

"Ding"

The fourteenth floor is here.

Zhou Mo walked out of the elevator door, and a faint burning smell rushed into his nose.

"I remember that unlucky writer set the room on fire in the end. Maybe the fourteenth floor was burned, but why did I only smell the smell but it didn't look any different?" He glanced around and said.

"Mr. Shasha's eyes deceived you. Shasha, this is the scene of a fire." In the headset, No. [-]'s voice became strange, as if he was disturbed by something.

"It seems that electromagnetic signals will be interfered with here, so let's disconnect on the [-]nd." Zhou Mo said, pressing the translator on his ear to interrupt the connection.

Then he started looking for 1408 based on the house number that he could see with his eyes.

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At this moment, the door of a room not far away opened automatically, and the burnt smell suddenly became stronger.

"Remember that in the movie, you need a key, but I don't even need the key when I come here. I seem to be impatient." Zhou Mo said, throwing away the room card in his hand and walking in quickly.

The room that opened the door was 1408. The equipment inside was a bit old, but it didn't look unusual.

"Let me tell you, my coming here means that the employment mission has been accomplished. It doesn't matter that the unlucky writer named Mike Anselin has died, but the money still has to be collected." Zhou Mo said to himself, as if he was talking to someone. .

Bang, click

The door automatically closes and locks.

An old tape recorder started playing music automatically, and everything seemed weird.

Youdao means that people with high skills are bold, but Zhou Mo is now almost a god and a demon, and he doesn't look down on this kind of childishness at all.

The Dao Yuan in his body turned, and his eyes glowed with light. The originally normal room suddenly turned into a charred ruin. The sofa, tape recorder, TV, and furniture were all charred and tattered.

And there was an almost unreal person sitting there on that crappy couch, holding an equally unreal little girl in his arms.

"I didn't die, I just changed my life."

"I didn't die, I just changed my life."

The illusive person who keeps repeating the above answer seems to be Mike Anselin, the unlucky writer.

He probably thought Zhou Mo couldn't hear it, so he kept repeating it.

"Hello Mr. Anselin, if I were you, I wouldn't keep reading stupidly, which would make me think there is something wrong with your IQ." Zhou Mo said gently.

"You you can see me" Mike Anselin said in surprise.

"Of course, ghost, no, you are just a group of consciousness. My perception is very strong. If I am willing, I can not only see you, but also interact with you normally." Zhou Mo said and waved his hand, and two illusory shadows were simultaneously A strange force bounced away and rolled to the side.

"Daddy," the illusive little girl suddenly exclaimed.

"Baby" Mike Anselin was so nervous about his daughter that he hugged her and ran right through some obstacles.

Then he turned to stare at Zhou Mo and said, "You are very powerful, but no one can stay here for an hour."

Zhou Mo ignored the other party and said to himself: "I'm a good person. I came to you for my employment entrustment. Now that I've found him, it's time to settle the payment."

He was talking to Mike Anselin, but he didn't seem to be talking to the other person.

"Very good. It seems that you are very poor and want to default on a thousand dollars, so I can only." After Zhou Mo said this, he pinched something out of thin air with his right hand.

"Ding" a dimension string was twisted and then straightened.

"We can only change the scene."

As soon as he finished speaking, everything in front of him began to collapse, and soon a normal room appeared.

There is a painting on the wall, which shows the sea water and a sailboat. There are wall lamps all around, shining with orange light.

As for the shadows of Mike Anselin and the little girl, they have been annihilated with the strumming of the one-dimensional string.

"This is cool. Come on out, Mephisto. I don't think anyone but you will use this method. You know, even if this is an alien space, I have the ability to make it collapse. For things that ordinary people can't solve, There are chickens and dogs in front of me, let’s not waste time.” Zhou Mo said.

"Boy, the guy you are talking about has become my food. You can't break through this alien space. Enjoy the cemetery I gave you." The voice seemed to come from outside this alien space. It was very familiar and very familiar. familiar.

"You are Vishnu" Zhou Mo said with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Remember, you burned one of my incarnations. Now I will trap you in this alien space. When I completely control the hell dimension, I will slowly process you."

"I clearly remember turning you into blood sand, why?"

"I am the ancestor who sat down to confuse the demon general and destroy the illusion of birth and disillusionment. Can you, a guy who has not even mastered the immortal path, destroy it?"

In fact, the clone of Vishnu really died, but there were two clones of him, one of which went to the hell dimension while Zhou Mo was concentrating on the action.

In the hell dimension, Mephistopheles had been weakened to dregs, so he was devoured by him, thus becoming the new king of the hell dimension.

This alien space was originally one of the transfer stations used by Mephistopheles to connect to the earth, and it is currently being used by him.

"Well, since you're not dead, then we have no grievances, so we can reconcile. After all, it was you who provoked me first, and after all, I am also a descendant of Fuxi, and I still have some relationship with the saint Nuwa of Heaven. I am not. Just, it's no good." Zhou Mo said.

"Hey, how do you know it's no good? It's better to help you than to kill you." Vishnu was no longer affected by the rules and spoke a little unobtrusively.

"How can you help me and kill me?" Zhou Mo said with his eyes moving.

"It's good to help you in the ancient land, even if it's chaos. As for killing you, if you die once, my body can be promoted from Daluo to quasi-sage. Do you think it's wonderful or not?" Vishnu said in a gloomy way. .

"Mud Girl" Zhou Mo suddenly extended a middle finger, not towards Vishnu, but towards the game system or the prehistoric world.