Invincible world, starting from becoming a system

The top of the Pearl Tower in Mohai City.

Raising the binoculars in hand, the big ship with the chrysanthemum flag flying high slowly entered the pass under the cover of twilight.

Then, headed inland without hindrance.

Across such a long distance, Wang Teng could feel an uncomfortable evil.

"Hmph, the onmyojis in the Chrysanthemum Kingdom, no matter how you raise them, they are just a group of clowns playing tricks on ghosts."

The meaning of disdain, did not take the Chrysanthemum Kingdom with it into consideration at all.

Of course, there is no need to pay attention to it.

Frowning tightly, Wang Teng soon felt a strange breath.

And this aura actually came from...underfoot?
"elder brother!"

As soon as Wang Ming got out of the elevator, he saw a familiar figure waiting at the elevator entrance.

The elder brother is like a father.

Such a majestic figure immediately dispelled the boredom in Wang Ming's heart, and replaced it with a sore nose.

"Xiao Ming!"

Wang Ming couldn't help hugging him, feeling the warmth like a father.

"Are you wronged outside?"

Wang Teng pushed his brother away without any trace, and looked him up and down.

After swiping back and forth, the brilliance in his eyes flashed from time to time.

"Brother, I was bullied when I went outside this time."

With the tears that he finally squeezed out as a bargaining chip, Wang Ming boldly went straight to the point, and asked about the Onikiri-douji mentioned by the butler that he could control and break through to level six in one fell swoop.

"What kind of bullying?" Wang Teng's expression was strange.

As a ninth-level trick master, he can clearly sense his younger brother's emotions at the moment, and it seems that he is not as miserable as he expresses.

At least, the luck in this body is much stronger than that before leaving home.

Killing a person with the same luck and returning with a rewarding experience can also be called being bullied?

Thinking disdainfully in his heart, Wang Teng waved his hand and invited directly and forcefully.

"Come on, good brother, let's not mention the past, Maori Sang specially prepared a banquet of Manchu and Han, specially used to welcome you."

"elder brother?!"

With a mournful face, Wang Ming sat stiffly at the dining table filled with sumptuous dishes.

Obviously realized that something was wrong.

How could my brother, who has always been strict, give me hugs, greetings with concern, and set up a banquet to welcome the wind.

"Brother, do you have something to tell me?" Wang Ming asked in a state of anxiety.

"No, come, Xiao Ming, let's eat." Wang Teng smiled brightly.

"Eat, why don't you move your chopsticks?"

"Brother!" Wang Ming's tone was close to pleading.

"Let's eat, we're full, we're good to go."

Putting away the smile on his face, Wang Teng chewed a bunch of flesh and blood to himself.

The facial expression is full of indifference.

"My good brother, I originally planned to devour your luck in the end.

If you want to blame, you can only blame you for trying too hard.

An Anxin under the shade of your brother and me, being a happy waste, isn't it good? "

The strange image of sheep body and human face emerged in Wang Ming's terrified eyes.

The lips were raised, and the ninth level of strange power flashed.

Hot blood was sprinkled on plate after plate of dishes.

Another big mouth on the chest, chewing the flesh and blood of the same origin.

Together with half of the protagonist's luck, they were swallowed into the belly of the bottomless pit.

"Maurice, clean up this place."

The housekeeper Morisan bowed his body, accustomed to the weirdness of his master.

Respectfully picked up the stumped arm on the ground, and handed it into the strange mouth.

Only he knows.

The master of his own family is strangely controlled.

But in the ancient legend of the Dragon Kingdom, one of the four fierce beasts is gluttony!
Among the weird recovery known in the world, it is almost the top existence!

belch!Wang Teng burped.

One-half of the protagonist's luck brought him a long-lost feeling of fullness.

"Mao Lisang, you never imagined in your dreams that the four fortunes full of variables are all in the Dragon Kingdom."

Going north to the imperial capital, Wang Teng's eyes were full of heat.

"This is the foundation of our Dragon Kingdom. It is incomparable to your Chrysanthemum Kingdom, which is a small land."

Mao Lisang bowed his head and said yes, not daring to have the slightest rebuttal.

After all, the lord of his family is the existence of Zeng Weiling Tianhuang Palace, who is so oppressive that the emperor can't lift his head.

"Notify that old mustache, gather the power of all the people who are scattered all over the world looking for luck, and be ready to follow me into Beijing at all times."

"Hay!"

"Huh?!" Wang Teng looked up.

"Yes!" Maurice corrected immediately.

……

Dragon Empire.

In a low courtyard somewhere inside the first ring.

Important documents waiting for approval are piled up on the table.

The old man with all white hair and still in good spirits, holding a cigarette between his arms, focused on reviewing the documents submitted by the specialized personnel.

On the wall, a large world map is covered with large and small red dots.

At the rooster, the red lines are used to delineate the strangely distributed areas one after another.

At the same time, all kinds of weird information are clearly marked.

In the whole area of ​​the rooster, it belongs to the area of ​​Mohai City, and it is the most eye-catching.

Stinging, the mind suddenly fluctuated, the strength of the old man's writing suddenly lost control, the force pierced the back of the paper, leaving a deep scratch on the old wooden table.

Lifting his eyes to look at the area of ​​Mohai City, the old man frowned slightly.

"Unexpectedly, this day came sooner than expected!"

Immediately, he bent over his desk again, and then reviewed the documents.

……

"System, system, the first plot you told me earlier is over, when will you tell me the next plot in this world?"

On the plane to Hu'e, Liu Qingmei harassed the system tirelessly every day.

[Ding ~ Please the host focus on how to find the strangeness to increase the fear value.

The progress of the plot in this world has nothing to do with the host anymore]

Lin Nian hit him mercilessly.

It was originally planned to train Liu Qingmei to become the son of luck, but in the end, he didn't want to do this, so he stripped off the protagonist's luck early and withdrew from the stage of competition.

Now there are only three people in this world who have the luck of the protagonist.

If nothing else happened, it should be the two brothers who were fighting the old man.

Of course, Wang Ming, who has half the luck of the protagonist, if he can live well and develop well.

In the end, it might not be possible to reverse the fate of being swallowed by his own brother in the original book.

In this world consciousness raising Gu plate, become the son of luck.

"Hmph! System! You're ignoring me again! When I earn enough fear points, I have to use my fear points to smash you out every day!"

come on!Lin Nian encouraged silently.

Although such a host is annoying, it is better than self-consciousness.

Full of motivation, always thinking about messing up the fear value and smashing the system with a smile.

At this rate, it probably won't be long.

The world consciousness will pop out by itself, hugging the host's thigh, begging her not to squeeze it.

After all, all the weirdness in this world is created by the painstaking efforts of the world consciousness.

According to the blood-drawing method designed by Lin Nian, if you squeeze it a few times, even the world consciousness can't sit still.

"Ezhong Tianhe Airport has arrived. Passengers and friends, please disembark in an orderly manner under the guidance of the flight attendants!"

Liu Qingmei's eyes were shining brightly. As early as on the plane, she saw countless scarecrows standing strangely in the endless field.

"System support team! Follow me!"

Liu Qingmei imposingly took the 20 young masters who had just been recruited, and boarded the bus that had been waiting for a long time.

He hurriedly drove towards the Jianghan field.