Mythological origins

Bai Mo's psychic incarnation, with the alien in his hand, returned to the station outside Emerald City at the fastest speed.

At this time, Ding Man and his team had completed their mission.

At first, Yamamoto Sadako and Li Hualan were reluctant to attack the wheelchair teenagers. After all, they were not within the scope of the mission target, and there was no money to kill them. It was beyond the two women's acceptance to kill the disabled for no reason.

But Ding Man told them directly that this guy was Min Lai's son, and his family was essentially the general backstage of all human trafficking in Emerald City...

These words instantly aroused the infinite murderous intent of the women who had been sold, so that before Ding Man finished speaking, Yamamoto Sadako had already taken action and ran to kill the wheelchair teenager and his bodyguards on the spot.

There were countless runes carved by Bai Mo on the two of them. After being stimulated by psychic energy, ordinary bullets would not have any effect on their bodies. They were absolutely invulnerable to swords and guns. Sadako just took the firepower of several bodyguards and killed everyone.

With the addition of two monsters, Yamamoto Sadako and Li Hualan, and the ambush, General Minlai's team was defeated by a group of extraordinary people, and Minlai was beheaded on the spot.

The soldiers relied too much on the guns in their hands, and never imagined that a human could rush directly to the face under the rain of bullets and blow up his head with a punch.

...

"You two... can't contact the Taoist priest?" Ding Man, who is good at observing words and expressions, asked Yamamoto Sadako worriedly.

Bai Mo's body is at the upper reaches of the Ling River. With their strength, no one can get that position.

Sadako shook her head.

"Ding Man, you don't need to test it anymore. The senior has given up on the two of us." Li Hualan was straightforward.

During this time, Ding Man has been testing the relationship between the two women and Bai Mo, trying to take this route to further curry favor with Bai Mo, which made Li Hualan very annoyed.

"We don't have that blessing."

"..."

"Did you see these things?" Li Hualan rolled up his sleeves, revealing the runes on his arms that were faintly visible, like tattoos.

"We are just the test subjects of the seniors. We were not used, and we are useless now."

"..."

Ding Man never expected that the two of them had such a relationship with Bai Mo. He thought that the two women were slaves bought by the other party, so there should be some affection...

"Use your father's relationship to buy me a flight ticket to Dongyang Capital at noon three days later."

Just as Li Hualan was still complaining, Yamamoto Sadako's spiritual energy treasure system suddenly received a task information, and the reward was 100 spiritual energy points.

In order to avoid the black sword, Bai Mo gave up his original identity in the Fourth Rome.

If you really want to count, he is currently a stateless and identityless black household. Buying a plane ticket is really troublesome, so Bai Mo is too lazy to toss it himself.

It just so happens that Yamamoto Sadako's father Yamamoto Shigekuni is also a person of some status in Dongyang.

"Three days later? Does that mean that the Ling River will dry up in three days?" After seeing this information, Sadako's first reaction was the Ling River.

The Autumn of the Ling River is a rare super opportunity. It would be a pure waste if you don't eat it all. Bai Mo asked her to book a ticket for three days later. Does it imply this?

At this moment, her thoughts began to diverge wildly.

"The senior suddenly asked me to book a ticket to Dongyang in three days. What are your plans?" After receiving the task, Sadako did not hide it and turned to tell Li Hualan and Ding Man.

"Where the senior goes, I will follow."

"...Agree."

Bai Mo knows too much. In this new era where others know nothing, just hold his thighs tightly.

...    On the other side, at the source of the Ling River.

Bai Mo grabbed the alien that had been cut into pieces by himself and fell into deep thought.

There was a voice in his body, constantly urging him to eat it quickly.

Bai Mo repeatedly studied its structure, but did not find any special substances in it. The alien body was made of things that normal humans would not eat.

Even if it was soaked in the Ling River, there was still no change.

Bai Mo patted the back of his hand, and a cicada that was half-illusory and half-real flew out and stood on his head.

He was ready to use the Time Worm to try the taste of this alien himself.

Why on earth did his body have such a desire?

Once there were too serious consequences, Bai Mo would activate the Time Worm and reborn back to the moment when the entire game began. Being able to read the file and SL was his greatest confidence.

He picked a piece of the alien fragments that was similar to the arm and gently tore off a little shredded meat on it.

Bai Mo also took the shredded meat to the Ling River, rinsed it like dipping it in soy sauce, and then put it into his mouth.

What was outrageous was that this alien that looked not very good actually had a good meat texture!

It felt a little bit like a mixture of beef and chicken.

He originally thought that the meat would taste like plastic.

It was surprisingly good.

But if that was the case, why could it arouse Bai Mo's desire to eat it?

You have to know that he has been fighting with Daohua for hundreds of years, and his emotions and desires have been polished like iron and stone in the endless struggle.

When this alien meat thread slowly melted in Bai Mo's mouth, he knew the answer.

The answer actually lies in the alien's DNA.

"Fellows of parallel time and space, accept my last ripple!"

This sentence is encoded at the beginning of a certain DNA in the alien body.

"Although I'm dead, I haven't lost yet."

"I encoded everything in their DNA redundancy, and they will find another one of me..."

It took Bai Mo nearly a day to decode and digest all the information, and finally understood what happened.

This is a tool race created in a single thought.

Bai Mo, who came from a certain parallel world, woven his inheritance and memory into the genetic information of this alien-looking race before dying at the hands of the spirit of creation.

Then he used his last strength to scatter this race into many parallel worlds, using them as living bottles to contact other Bai Mo.

"The spiritless and the spirit of creation are essentially two things in one body. They seem to be fighting for something..." Bai Mo, from another parallel world, left some unclear information.

Bai Mo is not worried now. In the process of reading these information involving high-dimensional existence, he may be targeted by the other party.

Because he has already been targeted...

No, he is still fighting to the death with the Black Sword. (End of chapter)