The Strongest Male God System

Chapter 985

"Eden" is Zhou Yang's name for Lang Vanilla's "home".

Because there, all kinds of human bodies can be produced.

You can even pinch your face.

It looks like a game character build interface.

Enter the magical place again.

Zhou Yang and Duan Que were still surprised.

"This is really amazing!" Duan Que rubbed the wall of unknown material.

Zhou Yang said lightly: "This structure must have its special purpose!"

"Yes!" Wolf Vanilla gave Zhou Yang a deep look, "You guessed it!"

She was silent to lead the way, Zhou Yang and Duan Que followed her, and came to the place where the three of them rested last time.

A relatively spacious circular space.

Three chairs full of sci-fi sense placed at 120 degrees.

"As long as we lie on it, we can go back!" Wolf Vanilla pointed to the chair.

"Go back? Where to go?" Duan Que said.

"Our hometown!" Wolf Vanilla seemed extremely unstable, "I have to go and see, you can refuse."

"I'm going!" Zhou Yang said calmly, "I've long wanted to know the truth!"

"I'm going too! Who is afraid of whom?" Duan Que said with a smile, "Even if you hang up, you will be with you!"

The three looked at each other and smiled.

A tacit understanding came to life.

According to their previous positions, the three were lying in their own chairs.

Wolf Vanilla stuck his left hand in a groove in the armrest.

"For so many years, I haven't figured out the usefulness of this groove until... just now!" Wolf Vanilla said, "You guys do it with me!"

Zhou Yang and Duan Que calmly followed.

"Om!"

The moment the three put their arms into the groove.

The chair shimmered.

"Hiss!" Zhou Yang took a breath, it seemed that a needle as thin as a hair had plunged into the groove, his arm.

He wondered whether the other two felt the same.

But at the moment the needle penetrated, there was a pleasant sound in the space.

It seemed that a certain woman was saying something in words he didn't understand.

In the next second, Zhou Yang felt his body sink suddenly.

There seemed to be an infinite force in the chair, pulling him down suddenly.

Zhou Yang was shocked and subconsciously wanted to resist hard.

However, he couldn't control his body unexpectedly.

Everything is vain...

It was dark in front of me.

Zhou Yang plunged into darkness. .

A moment before, there seemed to be pain coming from the top of the head.

Could it be that the hair... was ripped off?

...

In the next second, Zhou Yang entered a dreamlike world.

It's like the space folding not long ago.

Circles of halo passed by him quickly.

How fast is the speed at this moment?

Indescribable at all.

Zhou Yang felt that his body was completely weightless.

Suddenly, he felt that he had entered a certain space.

The weird touch is beyond description.

But Zhou Yang was sure that he should have entered some "thing".

In the darkness, finally there is light.

Soft and warm.

Zhou Yang relaxed.

There is a very strange feeling.

It seems that he should be familiar with all this.

It's like reunion after a long time.

Zhou Yang opened his eyes to the maximum and sat up slowly.

Only then did he realize that the position where he had just lay flat turned out to be the same chair as the "Garden of Eden".

The whole body is silvery white, without any obvious seams and assembly marks.

It seems to be one piece.

Ok?

At the moment before his eyes turned away, Zhou Yang was stunned.

He raised his left hand and placed it in front of him.

This……

Zhou Yang was sure that the hand in front of him was not his hand.

But, this hand, listen to his command.

The long-lost fear arose in Zhou Yang's heart.

Where is this place?

How did he come?

What will you face?

Questions full of philosophical meaning popped up one after another.

Almost subconsciously, Zhou Yang raised his head.

Above the head, there should be a huge mirror.

Only Zhou Yang was sure that it was not a mirror, it should be a structure or an instrument that he could not understand temporarily.

However, Zhou Yang is not what he usually does in the mirror.

He is now wearing a long white robe.

Slender body.

The long black hair was draped from the top of the head to the position of the calf.

His face, if it must be described in one word, is...symmetrical.

The left and right eyes are the same size.

The faces on the left and right are the same size.

The left and right eyebrows are exactly the same, with the same height and angle.

This face looked unreal.

Very strange.

Normal human faces cannot have such absolute symmetry.

Zhou Yang tremblingly touched his face.

The fineness of the skin is outrageous.

Suddenly, the chair moved.

It is spinning.

After half a lap, the chair stopped.

A person wearing the same white robe as Zhou Yang stood opposite him with a smile.

The white-robed man smiled.

The smile is pure and brilliant.

He walked two steps quickly, came to Zhou Yang, grasped his hand and shook it gently.

"Welcome home!"

Zhou Yang faced it in shock.

The other party clearly used a language Zhou Yang had never heard before.

But why, he can understand?

The word welcome... Zhou Yang has heard it countless times on earth.

However, you never know if a person says this word to you sincerely or not.

But this white-robed man made Zhou Yang feel it clearly.

His "welcome" is sincere.

"Thank you, where is this?" Zhou Yang asked immediately after forcibly stabilizing his emotions.

"You should know!" The white-robed man smiled, "If you forget, maybe you have been away for too long!"

"Well...it shouldn't be too long! After all, the ratio of time passing here and there is one to ten thousand." Baipao said humanely.

what?

Zhou Yang's scalp exploded.

He calculated quickly.

If the other party is right, staying here for an hour is equivalent to more than 400 days on earth.

"How could something like this happen?" Zhou Yang's Venus stared wildly.

Suddenly, he remembered a famous concept in Xia Guo's classical novels-one day in the sky, one year in the ground.

Could this be...the palace?

Suddenly, Zhou Yang turned around.

In his field of vision, there is only a lonely "chair".

How about wolf herb?

What about segmentation?

Where did they go?

The white-robed man seemed to see Zhou Yang's confusion.

He smiled and said: "The teleporter requires three consciousnesses to activate at the same time, but it can only be sent back to one person!"

"My two companions, where are they?" Zhou Yang asked.

The white-robed man shook his head: "When you go back, ask them again, maybe they are lost in the stream for a certain period of time."

Zhou Yang heard loudly.

"Don't be anxious, after listening to us, you can make another decision!" The white-robed man smiled.

The light came on.

On the walls without any decoration, a person suddenly walked out.

When Zhou Yang met his eyes, he couldn't help being stunned.

This face... so familiar!