Lord from the end of the world

Ji Shaoguang was awakened by the strong smell of food.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he pounced on the barbecue on the table like a wolf that had been hungry for several days, gnawed it in big mouthfuls, and swallowed it without chewing.

When he was about to choke, a bowl of thick soup that had been boiled into a mush was handed over, and Ji Shaoguang grabbed it and drank it unceremoniously.

After so many years of struggling in the last days, nothing is more important than feeding your stomach!

These foods have not been polluted, and the barbecue is still full of rich aura, which is extremely precious and rare.

Even if he was in the pile of zombies from the herd of alien beasts, Ji Shaoguang couldn't let him give up eating.

When the stomach felt full, the spiritual energy in the barbecue restored Ji Shaoguang's body that had collapsed due to excessive use of supernatural powers, and the painful head symptoms were also relieved.

His mind gradually recovered, and someone whispered clearly in his ears.

"Is this lord really a magician? It's so edible! That's the leg of a whole magic-horned ox!"

"Do you want to meet the god right now! He is a master magician. If you know that you have questioned him, you will be finished! He is a senior magician who beat two magic horned bulls by himself!"

Lorna, who always thought she was the best maid in the entire territory, could hardly hold back her voice.

The servant Nado subconsciously lowered his voice, but said in his mouth: "We don't speak a common language, he can't understand."

"Be careful, Schulte stared at you just now."

The two who chatted secretly did not know what they said, but Ji Shaoguang heard and understood everything.

The language here is actually similar to the dialect spoken by his grandma? !

What surprised Ji Shaoguang even more was that they were all blond, blue-eyed, and European and American with deep contours.

His grandma is a native Chinese, she has lived in a valley all her life, and her appearance is also a typical Chinese.

It is said that this dialect has been handed down for many years, but with the changes of the times and the decline of the ethnic group, there are fewer and fewer people who can speak it, even Ji Shaoguang's father is not very good at it.

Ji Shaoguang was brought up by his grandma, and he was very close to his grandma, and he was very talented and interested in learning languages, which made his grandma willing to communicate with him in her native dialect.

The place he was in was built of stones, and it looked like it had been around for some years. The room was very simple, the tables and chairs were made of logs, and the overall style was rough.

What is this place?

Before he had time to think about it, a big round head appeared in front of Ji Shaoguang, which made his eyes shine.

Well, so cute!What a cute kid!

Her face was rosy and chubby, and her eyes were like black grapes, shining brighter than the stars in the sky.

With a big head and a small body, it looks like a fluffy little ball.

Such a cute and healthy child, I want to raise it!

The vigilance in Ji Shaoguang's heart was weakened a lot because of the appearance of this child.

After the end of the world, the ability of human beings to conceive has suffered a fatal blow, and even large safe areas rarely have children.

Even if most of them are deformed or extremely weak, healthy children are very rare, and they are all strictly protected by various safety zones.

Being able to raise a healthy child is endowed with more meaning than usual in the last days, and only the absolutely strong have such power.

"My name is Ji Shaoguang, kid, what's your name?"

Ji Shaoguang raised his most amiable smile and asked gently in his slightly jerky dialect.

Nado's eyes were wide open, his face was pale, his body was stiff and his head was lowered, trembling.

The magician could speak their language!Did you hear what he just said?

"Dear Master Mage, I am Steward Schulte, thank you for your generosity in saving our Son and Tang Feng's territory."

Schulte walked up to Ji Shaoguang, showing a decent smile with a respectful attitude.

Ji Shaoguang glanced at Schulte's long, pointed ears, which looked like... elves?

Schulte is very old, with white hair and wrinkled face, but you can still see how outstanding he was when he was young.

The robe on his body was very old, and many places were still patched, but it was washed very clean and ironed smoothly.

Ji Shaoguang's eyes flashed, a magician, a magic horned bull full of aura, a world filled with pure aura in the air.

Space seemed to take him to a very interesting place.

Ji Shaoguang's space appeared at the beginning of the end of the world, which allowed him, who was only eight years old at that time, to survive by relying on the space.

With the awakening of other people's abilities, some people gradually found ways to improve their cultivation, but these were not of much use to Ji Shaoguang.

Ji Shaoguang's space has not changed much in the last 15 years, and it is still only the original fifty or sixty cubic meters.Compared with other spatial abilities who have thousands or even tens of thousands of cubic meters, this space is not enough.

In addition, other space power users have also cultivated skills such as space transformation and using space blades, but he is just better than ordinary people in physical fitness.

But his space is unique——

All things put into his space will not be polluted and can keep the object pure.

The emergence of the end times came from a sudden red mist, which 'polluted' the whole world, causing more than half of the people in the world to die suddenly overnight, turning into living dead who attack and infect people.

Not only that, animals and plants have also undergone mutations, and the harmless grass on the street may become a poisonous weed that will actively attack people.

The more serious the pollution by the red mist, the greater the possibility of mutations.

Although some human beings have aroused supernatural powers because of this, the probability of becoming a living dead is higher.

Not to mention that after being contaminated, the taste of the food becomes very weird, exuding an aura of 'I am not food'.

Therefore, although Ji Shaoguang's space is not large in the later stage, it is very useful.

The reason why Ji Shaoguang traveled was because he was used as a "purity preservation" warehouse to go to the underground seed bank built before the end of the world.

Unexpectedly, just when everyone thought the mission was successfully completed, a group of extremely terrifying and ferocious alien beasts and magic plants suddenly appeared, and most of them were killed or injured on the spot.

Ji Shaoguang ran for a while under the cover of many experts, but was finally overtaken by ferocious beasts.

In desperation, Ji Shaoguang forced himself to enter a space that he could not normally enter, hoping to create a glimmer of life.

Unexpectedly, he succeeded, and traveled to a place that was definitely not the original world.

Only then did Ji Shaoguang understand why he put things in the space, not only would they not be 'polluted', but the surface of the objects would be stained with aura that was so weak that it was almost hard to feel.

His space should be a part of this world, and it is also a passage between two worlds.

The air in this world is full of rich aura, and it is not disturbed by the harmful substances in the red mist. It is much easier to extract and cultivate than in the previous world.

The meat of the monster is rich in aura, and it is not like the poisonous substances in the body of the monster.

Not only can they be eaten directly, but the aura can also be absorbed directly.

Under such conditions, it is not surprising that there will be magicians with supernatural powers or magical powers.

Ji Shaoguang withdrew his thoughts, with a calm expression, and smiled politely at Schulte.

"You're welcome, it's just a matter of little effort."

Ji Shaoguang forcibly entered the space, and his whole body seemed to be torn apart, and the entire memory was chaotic.

He just remembered that after the frightening feeling of tearing was over, he seemed to fall from the sky and hit something.

He was already unconscious at the time, and immediately felt a strong killing intent around him.

In these years of the last days, he has developed inhuman willpower and reaction power.

The self-protection mechanism made him unconscious but stiffened his body, frantically waving the sharp weapon in his hand, and passed out with confidence until the danger was eliminated.

Now he is extremely weak, even after eating the spirit-filled monster meat, he is still unable to use the ability to open the space, which is the sequelae of overdraft.

It seems that he happened to save someone at that time.

This gave him a temporary shelter.

Ji Shaoguang turned his gaze to Xiaotuanzi beside him.

Son?

Xiaotuanzi obviously looks different from other people here, and his appearance is more oriental, which also makes Ji Shaoguang feel more cordial.

"You are the Holy Son." Ji Shaoguang said with certainty.

Xiaotuanzi fluttered her eyelashes, and suddenly opened her short arms: "Hug."

The soft voice and harmless breath made Ji Shao respond to every request. He hugged Xiaotuanzi, his body stiffened suddenly, and his expression showed a strange expression.

Such a small meat dumpling, the portion is too unscientific!

Or is he too weak, holding a child feels as heavy as holding a big man?

Xiaotuanzi put his arms around Ji Shaoguang's neck, and sat on his lap with his fleshy buttocks, leaning against Ji Shaoguang's arms very dependently and trustingly.

Putao stared at Ji Shaoguang intently, her small face was serious and solemn, her voice was soft but serious:

"Tang Rui, surnamed Tang, first name Rui, auspicious Rui."

Ji Shaoguang was surprised that Xiaotuanzi's name was also named in the way of Chinese people!

"Tang Rui? What a nice and blessed name."

The other people present were extremely shocked, and even Schulte, who had been maintaining his posture, lost his composure.

He stared at the innocent little Tang Rui with wide eyes, his lips trembling:

"Holy Son, you, you can speak! You, you still remember your name!"

Rona and Nado quickly knelt down, their bodies close to the ground, pious and excited.

It was definitely the most special day of their lives!Unexpectedly, they actually witnessed the historic moment with their own eyes!It must be their piety that moved the gods!

Little Tang Rui ignored the others. He leaned against Ji Shaoguang's arms, closed his eyes slowly, and breathed evenly after a while, his belly bulging.

Schulte stood on tiptoe and walked up to little Tang Rui, and stretched out his hands to take little Tang Rui away, but before he could take him away, little Tang Rui seemed to sense it, grabbed Ji Shaoguang's clothes with his little hands, and Arching into his arms, the meaning is very obvious.

"It's okay, I'll hold him."

Although Ji Shaoguang felt that the child in his arms was a bit heavy, he could still hold it.

Schulte's emotions have eased down, but his heart is still excited.

He looked calmly at Ji Shaoguang, who had the same race appearance as Little Tang Rui, and asked cautiously:

"Master, great magician, forgive me for asking, where did you come from? Why did you learn our language?"

Ji Shaoguang smiled and said, "I come from a faraway place, and this is the language of my hometown."

Schulte's Adam's apple moved up and down: "You said, is this the language of your hometown?"

"Yes."

"Is your hometown...not in the Red Light Continent, or...not in this world?"

Ji Shaoguang raised his eyebrows slightly, noncommittal, just looked at Schulte quietly.

Schulte's pupils shrank suddenly, his body trembled slightly, and he used his greatest willpower to restrain himself, barely making himself look so groggy.

He suddenly turned around and quickly left the room, and when he reappeared, he held an old piece of parchment in his hand.

"My lord magician, do you know what is painted on it?" Schulte opened the parchment and put it in front of Ji Shaoguang.

Ji Shaoguang's familiar words were written in black ink on the parchment, and each stroke went straight to his heart.

"I am from China, Tang Feng."

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