Only a big brain can become a god

The small virtual architecture virtualizes the reality, even if the entire city is destroyed in the virtual, the city will remain intact after the virtual architecture is removed.

This is only a small, large-scale virtual structure that can even cover a province that is not very vast.

There are even those that cover the whole world, but the fantasy points that are required are also sky-high.

Lu Le is not so extravagant and wasteful, his wish is to earn fantasy points little by little, and then perfect his new world.

It's an ambitious goal, but one that is very fulfilling and full of vision.

Following Lu Le's order, a light invisible to the naked eye shrouded the sky above Luocheng, and suddenly it shrouded it like a birdcage, enveloping Luocheng.

The scene in front of the people in Los Angeles at this moment has changed drastically.

The city is still the same city, but the sky has become dark, with a golden full moon hanging in the sky, full of stars.

The day turned into night in seconds. Although I don't know what happened, the fool also knows that something big happened.

Is it a big change, or a small one, such as a city-wide power outage, a disconnection of the Internet, all machinery stopped working, and all cars were paralyzed on the street.

A doomsday panic hangs over people's hearts.

"The ancient ruins, the fate is determined!" The old and thick voice spread to everyone's ears.

At the same time, the information about the ruins is automatically integrated into everyone's memory.

Before everyone could react, there was a loud noise in the sky suddenly, and an image appeared in the sky.

In the video, it was a teenager who found a bottle of drink similar to apple juice by the table. He was extremely thirsty and drank it in one gulp.

Sudden accident!

I saw the boy's skin changing, shining with a metallic luster.

The young man also seemed to be panicked, but after a while, he felt a huge force coming from his body, and couldn't help breaking the load-bearing pillar of the house with a punch.

Just as everyone was amazed at the strength the boy had suddenly gained, the house without the supporting pillars collapsed, smashing the boy into the ruins.

Everyone's heart trembled.

Suddenly the ruins surged, and the boy stood up from the ruins and walked out without any damage.

The young man showed surprise and cheered happily.

At this point, the image came to an abrupt end.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, surprised by the appearance of this scene.

miracle!

Apart from miracles, how else can I describe this moment.

"Boom!"

There was another loud noise in the sky, and the image appeared again.

This time it was an old man, and what he got was a treasure box, which contained a simple book bound in thread and a pill the size of a fist.

The old man just sat there reading a book quietly, chewing a elixir occasionally, and the images were played slowly like this.

Some people have lost the patience to watch, and they also want to look for opportunities like teenagers.

Suddenly, the old man in the image shouted loudly and started a set of mighty punches. The sound of the air exploded and dazzled people.

The old man kicked away the stone bench in the garden, split the stone table with his palm, and hit the ground with his fist. The ground cracked within two or three meters.

Breathing in and out, the old man calmed down, and a fairy-like temperament emerged spontaneously.

Everyone was not calm anymore, the initial panic disappeared without a trace, and they were shocked and excited in an instant.

An ignorant boy, a bottle of drink-like potion, after drinking it, he becomes a legendary supernatural being?
An old man who is over half a hundred years old, after taking a pill and reading a book for a while, he becomes a peerless master?

At this time, everyone understood the sentence at the beginning, the fate is destined!
Faced with the temptation of incredible power, no one can remain calm, and everyone frantically begins to look for the so-called "opportunity"

There were cheers and excitement inside Los Angeles, while panic and worry filled the outside of Los Angeles.

The edge of Los Angeles is shrouded, unable to enter or exit, and the invisible mask isolates Los Angeles from the world.

Strange things often happen, and the intensity of the past two days makes everyone in the know feel that the storm is about to come.

All communication was interrupted, and no one knew what happened in Los Angeles.

Beijing, Sixth Bureau.

Li Chengyun frowned, his father's phone has been unable to get through, which made him realize that this matter is not good.

As a high-ranking member of Los Angeles, his father, even if his cell phone was disconnected, would still be assigned by him to covertly protect Secretary Jiang.

After pondering for a long time, Li Chengyun dialed a number with only three digits.

"Hello, Director." The phone was connected, and a hoarse and deep voice came from the other side.

Li Chengyun said in a heavy tone, "Reaper, hurry back immediately, and leave the affairs over there to the shadow!"

"it is good."

After the other party answered briefly, he hung up the phone.

After Li Chengyun made the phone call, he felt a little settled, but the lingering uneasiness lingered in his heart.

At the same time, in Los Angeles, two people with square faces and shawl hair, back to back, formed a defensive formation, moving their steps cautiously.

Although no danger can be seen at this time, the two who have walked on the edge of death many times will be cautious enough to any unknown.

"Big Smoking Gun, did you find anything?" The shawl hair held a dagger in both hands, his pupils were erect, thin and narrow, and tiny scales bulged around his face.

The Chinese character face on the side, with two big cigars dangling from the corner of his mouth, the curling smoke turned into a sharp sword and shot straight into the air.

Hearing the question from the cape, Guozilian shook his head: "My smoke can only reach 200 meters above the sky, and then it is blocked by invisible obstacles..."

"I can't drink this stuff." The pale face walked towards the two from a distance, not nervous at all, and not as cautious as the two.

The long and narrow pupils of the shawl shrunk slightly, and sighed, "Even the god of death dare not take this move, because they are not afraid of death!"

The big smoking gun took two deep puffs of the cigarette, and the two thick eyebrows on Guo Zi's face trembled, noncommittal.

A B-level ability is more courageous than his S-level ability, and his explosive power is stronger than him, where can he justify it? !
Pale face came to the two, shrugged, handed the small bottle in his hand to the two, and said, "You guys try?"

Isn't this the kind of potion that the little boy in the video drank?

Smoking Gun took the small bottle, with a cautious expression on his face, and tried to pour a little into his palm, but he couldn't pour it out.

The shawl hair reached out and snatched the small bottle, muttering: "Could it be fake?"

As he spoke, he poured it into his mouth, but not a drop came out.

The pale face smiled, "It must be true, I feel that the liquid in this bottle can modify the genes in the blood."

Both the big smoking gun and the shawl hair were a little shocked, so the potion is real?Why can't Mao himself drink it? !

The two of them didn't doubt Pale Face's judgment at all, after all, this guy's ability was related to blood.

"Could it be that we are all supernatural beings, so we can no longer drink this supernatural potion?" Guo Zilian thought for a while, then stopped and said: "Yes, it must be that our genes have awakened supernatural powers, supernatural powers It acts on the genes and blood, how can other medicines be allowed to make changes?"

The pale face nodded, and said: "I think of someone, and this bottle of potion is very suitable for her."

Big Smoking Gun and Cape Hair looked at each other, and said in unison: "Ye Yun!"