Train to Another World

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With the strong support of Lan Dali's small treasury, Li Zhuoguang donated part of it to charity, and the remaining part was enough to acquire many companies.

Although the five-color messengers all possess magical powers, they are stronger than the second-generation zombies. But if you don't know how to do things like computers, you can only watch if someone hacks you. No matter whether I send an email or call, I cannot contact the bank.

Although Lan Dali wanted to go to the bank counter to handle the matter directly, when Nuwa was resurrected, the generals did not allow any of the five-color envoys to leave Hong Kong for the sake of safety.

Although the small treasury was looted, Lan Dali was not without gains recently. His idea was simple. Since Situ Fenren's supernatural powers could cure diseases and save people, he should be treated like Jesus back then, create a savior character, and then establish a religion.

Then let him become the enemy of Li Zhuoguang. When the time comes, he, the savior, will take the lead and use secular power to deal with Li Zhuoguang. Although ordinary people are weak individually, their collective power is still terrifying.

Moreover, both the Internet and television are now very convenient, and it is extremely convenient to use them to build momentum for the savior. Anyway, Situ Fenren works in a TV station, and he is in a first-come-first-served position. As the main water pipe of the TV station, he Lan Dali...

"Alas!" Lan Dali smoked a cigar, scratched his bald head, and sighed helplessly. He just forgot that since he handed over the company to Li Zhuoguang, the main water pipe of the TV station is now Li Zhuoguang.

But this is not a problem. The lifeline of a TV station is ratings. As long as Situ Fenren shows his super powers, their TV station will definitely develop him in depth for the sake of ratings.

Lan Dali looked at Xu Fu, who was holding a beautiful woman and sucking fiercely, and ordered: "Go to the TV station to find a dozen blind men and Situ Fenren, saying that he can make them regain their sight."

Xu Fu waved his hand and burned the beauty in his arms to ashes: "How can there be so many blind people?"

"If you can't find it, make some blind ones."

"That's a good idea."

Lan Dali's method really worked. Within a few days, he saw a program specially produced for Situ Fenren on the TV station called "Watch More to Save the World".

When he saw Situ Fenren appearing on TV, Lan Dali smiled proudly: "It's done."

Zhu family

Di Yong was cutting a piece of wood with a large kitchen knife. He was very strong and had extraordinary knife skills. Sawdust flew down, and the wood in his hand soon began to take the shape of a long knife. The family was standing aside, and when they saw Di Yong's gloomy face, they didn't dare to express their anger.

After living in the Zhu family for a period of time, with Bai Xinmei's help, he gradually integrated into the family, and his work gradually got on the right track.

But when I came back today, my original daughter Mary said she had completed dance training and was excited to perform a piece for her father.

"Dancing? It's very good. I didn't expect that you can learn it now with just a little money. In the past, only the great witch Zhu and his apprentices could learn it."

Mary put down her schoolbag, then began to tilt her head, twist her hips, and wink.

Diyong's smile froze on his face.

Bai Xinmei covered her eyes. Zhu Yongfu had previously signed up Mary for a Latin dance training class. Even if she thought with her tail, she knew how an old stubborn like Di Yong would react when he saw this kind of Western mating dance.

Snap!

The coffee table in Diyong's hand was smashed to pieces with his palm. He walked into the kitchen and came out carrying a kitchen knife. This frightened the whole family so much that even Bai Xinmei protected Mary behind her.

Di Yong picked up a fragment of the coffee table, pointed at Mary and said: "I didn't teach you well before, so I won't teach you this time. In short, you are not allowed to learn this kind of disgusting dance in the future. Starting tomorrow, practice sword skills with me every day.”

Mary was frightened by Di Yong at first, but after Di Yong said that she would learn sword skills from him every day, Mary laughed happily. This makes Di Yong a little strange.

Little did they know that the real person, Zhu Yongfu, had always focused on work. Even after Mary was born, he still focused on work. Even though he doted on Mary, the time he spent with her every day was very short.

At this time, he was willing to take time out to spend time with Mary every day. Not to mention learning sword skills, even learning a triathlon would make Mary very happy.

Di Yong took another look at Mary's arm span, made final modifications to the wooden sword in his hand, and handed it to her: "Try to see if it fits."

Mary happily held the wooden knife and went to play with it. Di Yong put down the kitchen knife and turned on the TV. Then, he stared at the TV and froze.

Bai Xinmei, who put the kitchen knife back in the kitchen, came out and was a little surprised when she saw his appearance. She sat next to Di Yong and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Di Yong gestured towards the TV: "He is the brave man of heaven. Where is he, take me to find him."

Bai Xinmei pursed her lips. As the Five Colors Messenger, she was Nuwa's subordinate. Since Nuwa has made the choice to destroy the world, she must support Nuwa's will.

Living with Diyong now is like dancing on a tightrope. If he helps him find other five-star braves, it would be tantamount to betrayal.

So Bai Xinmei wrote the address of the TV station on a piece of white paper and handed it to Di Yong: "Sorry, I have to buy groceries and cook, so I can't go with you. This is the address."

Di Yong did not doubt him, after all, in his concept, eating was indeed the top priority.

Di Yong took the note, stuffed some cash into his pocket and prepared to go out. Although he didn't know the way, he thought he could ask along the way with the note written by Bai Xinmei.

But before Di Yong walked far, he saw a man and a woman standing under a screen in a shopping mall. He found the man familiar.

The woman pointed to the screen playing "See More Savior" and said with a smile: "Brother, the man who claims to be the savior looks like you, but not as handsome as you."

The man curled his lips and said disdainfully: "How is he similar? This pretty boy is stupid."

Di Yong saw the man's profile and leaned over: "Hey? No, it feels weird, it just looks like. Wait, this feeling..."

Wanyan Bupo, who was walking with his sister Wanyan Wulei, saw a yellow-haired fat man approaching, and subconsciously protected his sister behind him: "Sir, what's the matter?"

"Zombie?" Di Yong looked at Wanyan Bupo, and then at Wanyan Wulei, who was a human. The right fist glowed with yellow light and fiercely slammed towards Wanyan Bupo's face.

Wanyan Bupo was attacked by Di Yong. Although he blocked it hastily, he still took a few steps back. Wanyan Bupo's pupils turned red instantly and he looked up at Di Yong.

But he only saw Di Yong protecting Wanyan Wu Lei behind him: "He is a zombie, I will hold him back, little girl, run away quickly."

And Wanyan Wu Lei certainly couldn't run away. She seemed to have seen something interesting and laughed so hard that her eyes were invisible.