The doomsday boss comes from a mental hospital!

Meng Busan walked up to the sculpture and stretched out his hand to measure it, "With this sculpture as the center, the city is divided into ten fan-shaped areas, which are the territory of the first ten testers."

Lu Xiaomeng asked curiously, "What if it falls from the top ten?"

"Then his original territory will be automatically inherited by the ascended tester."

After hearing his words, Lu Xiaomeng and Tang Ci stared at the ground under their feet.

With the sculpture as the center, it is indeed divided into ten areas, and each sector is marked with a different color, and the serial number of the Arabic numerals is written on it.

Tang Ci: "Does this '1' represent the No.1?"

Lu Xiaomeng: "That No.1 is really mysterious, we don't even know its name until now."

Meng Busan: "Who says it's not? I don't know why the No.1 is so expensive and hides its head and shows its tail."

Tang Ci hesitated to speak, but he still didn't speak.

"Hi, are you newcomers?" A voice suddenly came from not far away.

The three of them looked at the same time, and saw a very friendly and gentle man wearing a blue shirt and a white cardigan standing by the side of the road.

Meng Busan casually glanced at the top of the man's head, only to see that the title on it was a string of garbled characters.

Tang Ci stepped forward, smiled gently, and asked politely: "Yes, we are new here. Excuse me, what's your name?"

Man: "Me, you can just call me Mr. Zheng."

Lu Xiaomeng: "Mr. Zheng called us for something?"

The man smiled, "I'm just curious, because apart from the people from the City of Gods, it's rare to see new faces here."

Lu Xiaomeng was surprised and said: "How could it be? Isn't it possible for the top ten to invite people in?"

Man: "Yeah, but the old fritters who sneaked into the top ten may not trust others casually and hand over the secret of this sea of ​​forest."

Lu Xiaomeng: "The City of Gods is different."

The man shrugged, "Yes, only the City of Gods is different."

"Speaking of which, I had a good time chatting with you. Do you want me to be a tour guide and take you around?"

Before Lu Xiaomeng and Tang Ci could speak, Meng Busan suddenly jumped out from between the two of them, and smiled at the man, "That would be the best, I wonder which big tester you are?"

Mr. Zheng looked at Meng Busan, "I... am not a big boss at all."

Meng Busan: "Hey? That's not like it. I don't know why when I see you, I feel very kind and feel that you are very aura."

He flapped his arms frantically, "It's as if we are surrounded by your breath, and we are surrounded by your breath."

Lu Xiaomeng and Tang Ci were startled at the same time, subconsciously becoming vigilant.

Mr. Zheng's expression did not change, he was still smiling.

"How could it be? If I had that ability, I would have made a name for myself in the sea of ​​gold characters, and I wouldn't be unknown to this day. Even the title given to me by the world is a string of garbled characters."

Mr. Zheng showed a helpless and bitter smile, which made people smile.

Lu Xiaomeng smiled easily: "Actually, it's not that hard..."

Just finished speaking, her brows suddenly wrinkled together.

Mr. Zheng immediately said: "Isn't it so hard? Have you ever seen someone worse than me?"

He pointed to the top of his head.

Tang Ci chuckled, "Of course I've seen it before. Speaking of which, that person..."

He paused here.

Mr. Zheng: "Hey? Who is it?"

Tang Ci: "Let's talk on the way."

"Yes, yes!" Meng Busan jumped over and grabbed Mr. Zheng's arm

He smiled and said, "Let's talk on the way."

As he spoke, he leaned against Mr. Zheng, sniffing and sniffing, sniffing him like a cat.

Mr. Zheng's scalp was numb from Meng Busan's perverted actions.

He smiled with difficulty, and said to Tang Ci and Lu Xiaomeng: "This... this... what's wrong with him?"

Tang Ci smiled gently, "Don't mind, he is sick."

Lu Xiaomeng nodded, "He is just an ordinary psychopath, don't worry, he won't harm you."

Mr. Zheng: "..."

Mr. Zheng tried his best to maintain a smile and said: "Now Jin Zihai is really powerful, even mental illness is included."

He glanced at Tang Ci and Lu Xiaomeng, "It's not easy for you two."

Lu Xiaomeng: "Where..."

Tang Ci: "Praise praise..."

Mr. Zheng paused, and with a low laugh, he led the three of them towards a fan-shaped direction, which belonged to the No. 1 tester.

He calmly wanted to push Meng Busan off his arm, but was pulled even tighter.

He patted Meng Busan's head, and said gently: "Don't hold it so tightly, I feel a little uncomfortable, relax, I won't run away anyway."

Meng Busan chuckled, "I don't want to, but you smell so good, I really want to be closer to you, ah, it smells so good..."

He raised his head, grinned, bared his teeth, and showed a crazy smile.

Mr. Zheng: "..."

He subconsciously looked back, as if looking at the way he came.

Meng Busan said with a smile on his face: "What are you doing, sir? You don't think you dislike me, do you? Sir? Sir?"

Mr. Zheng's eyelids kept twitching, and he said slowly, "How could it be?"

At the end of that fan is a forest, and Mr. Zheng led them deeper and deeper.

Lu Xiaomeng: "Is this the right way? Why does it feel like there is no one..."

Mr. Zheng smiled and said: "This is the No.1 place, because he has not been here all year round and has no companions, so this place looks very desolate."

"However, although there are few people here, the scenery is very beautiful, and there is a scene that can be called a spectacle."

Meng Busan, Lu Xiaomeng and Tang Ci looked at him at the same time.

Mr. Zheng smiled and said: "You will be able to see it with your own eyes in a while. I have experienced a lot of proving grounds, and I have never seen such a beautiful and strange scene..."

He looked ahead, as if he had seen the scene again.

He smiled and said, "That is the beauty created by time."

Tang Ci wondered: "What is the beauty created by time?"

Mr. Zheng: "Ah, I was wrong. It's not the beauty created by time, but... that's time."

When people asked him again, he stopped answering, but stared ahead, smiling all the time, as if he was expecting something, his eyes were burning with raging wildfire.

The three walked for a while, and found that the surroundings gradually darkened, and there were faint spots of light like golden sand looming on the treetops.

"What is this?" Meng Busan asked looking at the golden light spots around him.

"Shh, you'll find out soon."

"Is that so?" Meng Busan chuckled, "I think this flowing sand is like time."

Mr. Zheng was startled and immediately looked at him.

Meng Busan tilted his head, "Hey? Did I guess right? Is there any reward?"

At this moment, the sand beside the four of them seemed to leak out of an hourglass, gathering more and more, gradually forming a distorted Arabic numeral, which looked like the time displayed by an electronic clock.

Lu Xiaomeng shouted suddenly: "Couldn't this really be time? There is a concept of time in the golden word sea?"

Tang Ci whispered: "The sea of ​​golden characters... the concept of time..."

At this moment, Mr. Zheng stopped suddenly, "Look there..."

Everyone looked towards the place pointed by Mr. Zheng, and saw there was a big black tree with a very thick trunk and a big crown, and the black branches were flying towards the sky.

In this dark place where the trees grow, even half a fish can't be seen, which shows how dangerous this tree is.

Golden powder continued to fall from the top of this pitch-black tree. The golden powder splashed like pollen in the wind, and fell on the heads of other plants, shining brightly.

From time to time, more golden powder is sprayed from the treetops. When these powders are gathered together, they will be transformed into a time-recording text.

Tang Ci frowned tightly. He wanted to say something several times, but because of Mr. Zheng's presence, he swallowed his words again.

Lu Xiaomeng stared at the tree that dropped time strangely, and said in amazement: "Isn't this too strange? What the hell is this!"

Mr. Zheng took a few steps forward, "I don't know, maybe it really is the tree of time?"

At this moment, he suddenly twisted his backhand and threw Meng Busan towards the dark tree.

He pointed to the ground and said, "I have contracted the fish pond here!"

The ground under everyone's feet swayed slightly, and a huge fish pond suddenly appeared. There were actually many fish in the fish pond. Tang Ci and Lu Xiaomeng were about to fall when their feet were empty.

At this moment, two huge Wang Lian leaves suddenly appeared on the soles of their feet, which just happened to support them.

Lu Xiaomeng sneered and said, "Didn't expect that? We've already seen through your wolfish ambitions!"

Tang Ci stared at Mr. Zheng coldly, "It's you who will be unlucky now."

A chuckle came from not far away.

Mr. Zheng was startled, and immediately looked there, and there was Meng Busan who was about to touch the giant pitch-black tree.

I saw his hair was partly pulled, and the messy strands of hair danced wildly on the side of his face.

There was a card in his mouth, and one card in each hand was disappearing.

His body was covered with golden sand emerging from the black giant tree, as if he had fallen from the stars.

He half-closed his eyes, smiled at Mr. Zheng, and spit out the cards in his mouth.

There was a malicious smile on the corner of his mouth, pointing his finger at himself and Mr. Zheng, whispering like a devil——

"Position exchange!"

The author has something to say: The skill - "The fish pond here is contracted by me" is a meme from before, which comes from the TV series "Shan Shan Comes".

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感谢在2020-08-1123:30:42~2020-08-1316:40:23期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of the world;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!