Rebel Demon King

"Now summarize the situation."

Benner Nielsen was sitting in a rented broadcast truck, holding his mobile phone and anxiously sending voice messages on DingTalk.

The heavy-duty truck-sized broadcast vehicle is a small to medium-sized studio that can accommodate more than ten or twenty people working inside at the same time. On one side of the video workbench is a sixteen-square screen covering half of the wall. The top row of four monitors is currently showing footage from Saudi Arabia's Al Jazeera TV station, and the other three are playing live broadcasts from the website. picture.

When they got off the plane, Saudi Arabia's Al Jazeera TV was still broadcasting "The Ruins of Ancient Babylon" in "Blood Moon Mode". After dawn, it immediately turned into another "The Ruins of Ancient Babylon" eight hours later. "Land" strategy live broadcast.

This was within Benner Nelson's expectation, but it still caught him off guard. In order not to alert others, he had to skip the promised live broadcast, filmed some footage, and rushed to the "New Babylon Athletic Center."

The four screens in the second row are the four entrances to the "New Babylon Athletic Center" in the southeast, northwest and northwest. The people standing on the ground are all guards with loaded weapons and exoskeletons. There is a Dongfeng Warrior special explosion-proof vehicle with a laser cannon standing at the door. There are also Chosen Ones hanging around with the logo of the Irak Guard. They surrounded the huge sports center and museum, making it airtight. They were only allowed to go out, but not allowed in.

That's why Benner Nielsen is distraught.

The four screens in the third row played news channels from major media outlets around the world, all of which were related to the "Wedding of the Century". None of the news was related to "Baghdad" or the "Old Babylon Athletic Center".

The bottom row is the real-time pages of the social networks YouTube, Twitter, Weibo and Bilibili. YouTube and Twitter are also overwhelming with information about the "Wedding of the Century" and Paris, and can only be seen on the hot searches on WeChat and Bilibili. A little clue about "Blood Moon Mode".

Benner Nielsen, who was staring at the screen, quickly waited for feedback.

"We are still here in the main city of Baghdad, and our interview applications for the 'New Babylon Athletic Center' and the 'Old Babylon Museum' have been rejected. I privately contacted an official from the Tourism Bureau, and he said that we would have to wait until the New Year's Day holiday. Applications may not be resumed until the end of the year. Applications from any organization or individual will not be accepted at the moment. As for why the 'New Babylon Athletic Center' was closed and blocked, he said that it was taken over directly by the Yi Lak Guards, and he did not know the specific circumstances. Know."

"I have contacted seven or eight sparring companies here, and their staff all said that all work related to the 'Old Babylonian Ruins' has been suspended, and the recovery time is still uncertain."

"We found three people who work at the New Babylon Athletic Center. They said that even they can't get in now. Those who stayed inside to work last night can't get out now, let alone contact them. They said that the entire The competition center has activated signal blocking."

Benner Nelson said: "Go and ask which company is responsible for building the 'New Babylon Athletic Center', or go to the government affairs center of the city government to see if you can get the drawings of the athletic center."

"Boss, are you planning to infiltrate again?"

"Be prepared for the worst."

"Boss, I have a message here. I saw on the Internet that parents of gladiators who have entered 'Blood Moon Mode' have been approved to enter the competition center."

"Really? Well done, Justin. You deserve a higher salary next year."

"Boss, salary or not is not important. Being able to work with you is the most important thing."

"I just like employees like you, so just give me a raise."

Everyone else in the car laughed at the deliberate joke.

Benner Nelson also laughed "Haha", "Just kidding, Stephen, as long as I work hard, I am not a stingy person."

"Boss, you know me. I'm definitely not the strongest in terms of ability, but in terms of hard work, no one dares to say number one if I say number two!" Justin said.

Benner Nelson pumped his fist and made a cheering gesture, then picked up the phone and asked: "Stephen, I'm not asking you to go to 'Hell's Angels', 'Florence 13' and 'Universe' to get all the entries." What's the list of Gladiators for Blood Moon Mode? How is it now?"

"'Fiorentina 13' and 'Huanyu' both got it, but 'Hell's Angels' has stricter management and didn't get it."

Benner Nelson didn't hesitate for a second. He turned around and snapped his fingers at Fatty Pete, "Fatboy invaded the Hells Angels' server and must get the list."

"Hell's Angels?" Fatty Pete's hand on the keyboard of "Angry Meow" trembled, "Boss, this is the Black Death organization. If we are caught, we will be caught by them and thrown to the high seas to grow lotus! "

"You have to choose between growing lotus or prostate brake, Pete." Benner Nelson glanced at the trembling fat Pete, and immediately looked at Loren Gray who was sitting on the live broadcast chair playing with his mobile phone, "Oh~ I Speaking of Gray, don’t be idle. Ask Stephen to send you the list. Contact the parents of the gladiators one by one according to the list and tell them that we are the only ones who are interested in their affairs and can help them spread this matter. Go out and put pressure on the rescues to get them to cooperate with us.”

Loren Gray put away his mobile phone, tilted his beautiful head, and said: "Okay, boss. But I have to explain that I was not idle just now. I have been responding to those fans and telling them about our relationship. So I won't broadcast 'Wedding of the Century' anymore. There is bigger news. Don't embarrass me." After a pause, she said, "If nothing big happens, I will have no choice but to quit the Internet to stay safe."

"Don't worry~ Gray, I'll make sure you become famous in one battle." Benner Nelson looked around and shouted, "Everyone, hurry up. Although there is no live broadcast yet, we are racing against time. There is no doubt that someone will spend a huge amount of money. The investors bought out the live broadcast rights of "Saudi Al Jazeera" because they don't want people to see what's going on inside. This is enough to prove that my guess is correct. We," he paused deliberately, "won the first prize. Everyone, get ready, the beaches and sunshine of Miami, the sexy little wild cats in the explosive space, as well as mansions, luxury cars, beautiful dresses and Hermès are all waiting for us!" He said confidently, "As long as we can get in, we will You will definitely win!”

"Oh~oh~oh~"

There was a howling like an orangutan in the live broadcast car, and everyone was busy with the work at hand as energetically as chicken blood.

Benner Nelson said with a smile: "Fat man, you got the contact information of the Gladiators of the Hell's Angels. Send it to the logistics team immediately and ask them to contact you as soon as possible."

Fatty Pete, who was sweating profusely, nodded.

Everyone was busy working again, the car gradually became quiet, and the voices of major TV stations immediately became very noisy.

"This is CNN TV. The wind that misses you has finally reached Paris. Yes, we are now at the center of the world, the Eiffel Tower. This building wrapped like a gift box is undoubtedly the most popular attraction in the world right now in 2021. This former global landmark collapsed in the terrorist attack, and it took a year to rebuild it. However, people all over France are arguing over how to build the tower. Some people think it should be restored %, while others think it should be restored %. It should be innovative. No one thought that it would become a gift from Napoleon VII to Athena. No one in France seemed to think there was anything wrong with it. After nine years, it will be presented to the global audience with a huge surprise. New life, people all over the world are waiting for Napoleon VII to personally open this gift box for Athena!"

The bustling Champs Elysées.

A BBC reporter holding a microphone was stopping passers-by to conduct interviews, "Hey, where are they from?"

"I'm from Baxi!"

"Xibanya!"

"Hello everyone, I'm from China!"

"I'm from Cameroon~! Are we on TV?"

"Yes, don't doubt it, it is still the largest television media in the world!" the reporter asked, "Did you come together as an appointment?"

"Of course, we're from the same organization."

"The same organization??"

Several boys stood in a row, unfurled a banner, and shouted angrily at the camera: "Our goddess's saints will never agree to this marriage, Athena belongs in the temple!!! Down with Napoleon VII, the public enemy of men!" "

"Okay~ okay! It's okay to hold up signs, but don't do anything too extreme!" The reporter covered the microphone and whispered, "But I think they are right. Napoleon VII is indeed the public enemy of men around the world. ! He lived the way every man wants to live!"

"Tomorrow is the 31st, and the 'Wedding of the Century' topic has dominated the global rankings for a month, and its influence has spread to every corner of the world, whether it is rural or urban, whether it is mountains or seas, whether it is the equator or Antarctica, as long as there is News about the 'Wedding of the Century' can be heard anywhere in the world."

"People from all over the world are rushing to Paris. Today, the passenger traffic at the three major airports in Paris has reached an all-time high. It is expected that millions of tourists will flock to Paris today and tomorrow. The Paris City Government and the Paris Police Department are fully prepared to do their best. Do a good job in welcoming tourists and create the best environment for all guests from home and abroad who come to watch the ceremony. Please watch the report from the front line below."

"I'm going to make a call outside." Benner Nelson walked to the back of the car and opened the car door. The moment he opened the door, his smiling face disappeared, as if he had encountered the light mist of the strong sunlight. After the fog dissipated, a solemn face was revealed. He jumped out of the car, closed the door, walked to the street lamp on the sidewalk, leaned against the lamp post, lit a cigarette, and looked seriously at the giant New Babylon Athletic Center not far away, bathed in the cold sunshine. Kite-like Chosen Ones stacked up in the sky, and countless drones circled around, blocking the sky above the competition center.

With this level of vigilance, based on his years of experience, it would be impossible for him to sneak in even if he obtained the blueprints. The last time he was in Yokohama, he happened to be attacked by "Satan Coming", otherwise he wouldn't have been able to sneak into the underground shelter and meet that man.

"Who spent 30 billion to buy the live broadcast rights of Al Jazeera? Because of the blood feud, Al Jazeera is one of the few media outlets that is not very affected by those damn lizard people. Apart from that, only the Chinese media has more High independence. If it wasn't the Lizardmen who did it, who could it be? Lucifer's enemies? Or Lucifer himself?"

Just then, a gust of cold wind blew through, and Benner Nielsen was chilled all over. He shuddered, and whispered softly: "No matter who it is, it is a giant that I can't afford to offend. Maybe I have time to stop now. It's still time."

Benner Nelson looked down at the pile of cigarette butts at the base of the street lamp, squatted down, and muttered: "Just let me count, give up on odd numbers, and continue on even numbers." He picked up a cigarette butt and threw it away. We reached the entrance to the drainage channel under the curb.

“12317FXXK, it seems God doesn’t want me to continue either.”

He stood up and looked at the sun with empty eyes. The white fireball with no heat was tilted to about three o'clock. It was not dazzling, but it contained unparalleled power. He lowered his head, patted the dust on his hands, and walked in the direction of the live broadcast vehicle.

"SXXXT, what should I say? Guys, let's go back and report on the wedding of Napoleon VII! With droughts and floods to ensure harvests, there is no need to risk everything! As for the beaches and sunshine of Miami, the sexy little wild cats that explode in space, as well as mansions and luxury cars , beautiful dresses and Hermès, how could it be more important than life?”

He smiled easily, as if he was relieved, and walked silently towards the live broadcast car, but he walked slower and slower, as if there was something in front of him that he didn't want to touch.

Seeing that the white-painted aluminum alloy door was close at hand, he subconsciously stopped, raised his hands to rub his face, and forced a smile at the cold door.

Just as he was about to open the door, an unknown BMW Brilliance 320 made a sharp brake sound and stopped on the side of the road.

Benner Nelson turned around to look. Stephen, who was wearing a red woolen hat and looked as thin as a drug addict, jumped out of the car, ran to Benner Nelson panting, and said in frustration: "Boss, All the lists have come out, and the logistics working group has contacted them all. Everyone rejected our request, saying that they had already negotiated with the officials and would not accept any interviews or agency requests for the time being."

Benner Nielsen's heart tightened, and he first cursed: "FXXK!" Then he whispered as if he was talking to himself, "This is not bad news."

Stephen didn't hear clearly what Benner Nelson muttered, and continued quickly: "However, there are two people we have never been able to contact. One is called 'Ahan'. We only found his mother's phone number, but we couldn't get through. It is estimated that she may already be in the arena. There is another one named 'Jia Bao', and we have not found any contact information for her family."

"Ahan? Garbo?" Benner Nelson's heart suddenly shrank tighter and beat more violently, "Is Garbo the famous gladiator female internet celebrity on Instagram? I remember she had a trick." The set of pictures of "The Snake Queen" is particularly popular and is known as the most beautiful gladiator."

"It seems to be her."

"FXXK." Benner Nelson cursed even louder, and he couldn't help but feel that he might try to see if he could sneak into the sports center again, "Loren knows her!"

Three hours later, Benner Nelson had a complete set of forged identification documents. He and Loren Gray got into the BMW, and Stephen drove straight to the airport.

"Gray, this is your identity certificate. Remember, you are Garbo's sister Jenny, and I am her brother Allen. We just came from Xinxiang. We are very sad because our parents died young, and we only have such a sister. She is our family's only hope."

"Oh~ Boss, I understand. You don't need to worry about me when it comes to acting. I'm just worried that when we enter the competition center, what if they have strict security and ask for a body search? What will happen to our equipment?"

"Can a living person suffocate to death? Do you know that there is a trick in "The Art of War" called "Honey Trap"?" Benner Nelson smiled and patted Loren Gray on the shoulder, "Gray, I believe in your charm. .”

Loren Gray nodded, "Anyway, if it's taken away, you can still rely on a carrier to record it, right?"

"Of course. So don't be too nervous." Benner Nelson thought to himself, "It's best not to let me sneak in. If I really want to sneak in, should I live broadcast?"

The two people stopped discussing and each looked at the forged identification documents and some photocopies of the other person's basic life story.

When they were about to arrive at the airport, Loren Gray raised her head and said quietly: "Actually, Garbo is quite pitiful. I remember her saying that she was born into a medical family, and her grandfather was a deputy at Johns Hopkins Hospital. Dean, later opened a pharmaceutical company in partnership with others, but the pharmaceutical company was forced to sell out. Her grandfather went to work in District 12, and her father stayed in Hopkins to continue to be a doctor. Then in years her grandfather and parents both died in a fire and she was in boarding school so she escaped."

Benner Nelson knew what was going on as soon as he heard it. He once investigated Area 51 privately. There were too many secrets and bones buried in that mysterious area. If "freedom and XX" were said to be Star Gate Wei Guangzheng's On the surface, Area 51 is the unknown dark side.

Drug experiments, human experiments, mental experiments, bacterial and virus experiments. It can be called the Stargate version of the digital army.

It is a completely forbidden area of ​​humanity.

"Shengji is a game for bad guys. When the strength is equal, whoever has no lower limit will win."

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This unexpected turn is like something in a horror movie that suddenly appears without warning.

It could be a pale white face hiding under the bed, or it could be a faceless girl with black hair crawling out of the TV, or it could be a hand sticking out of the toilet drain.

And at this moment, what flashed in the minds of several people was the most unforgettable picture they had just experienced in the forest, which was one after another of faces smashed to pieces by blunt objects, and the friction between metal and bones. A heart-wrenching sound.

All in all, even though you are on guard, you can't help but be frightened by the scary methods that the director racked his brains to come up with. You may even subconsciously want to cover your eyes and scream, or hug the man (woman) next to you. )friend.

Generally speaking, everyone reacted like this. Their faces instantly turned pale, and their eyes held an unbelievable intuitive fear. They were like soldiers suffering from "post-war stress disorder syndrome" who once again encountered someone who almost lost control. scene. Death itself is not so terrible, what is terrible is that death has become a tool.

The violent sea breeze solidified and the atmosphere became suffocating. Everyone looked preoccupied and kept silent, as if they were walking to the edge of a tall building and would miss the next step.

Only Cheng Mo frowned. He stared at Jared and winced, then seemingly casually took out his hand from the pocket of his cashmere pajamas.

Jared, who was always paying attention to Cheng Mo calmly, shrank his pupils and immediately grinned, "Oh~oh~oh~don't get me wrong, this is not my request, I am not such a boring person. "

Hearing what Jared said, Cheng Mo still kept an expressionless face, and his hands became imaginary, as if he was holding an invisible sharp weapon in his hand, ready to split Jared into two pieces at any time.

Jared coughed quickly, put away his smile, and said solemnly and quickly: "It's all my fault that I didn't make it clear. I won't force you to do this. I can give you the statue."

Everyone is like a drowning person grabbing a lifebuoy. Although they are still in the ocean, the short rescue is enough to make people happy.

Human sadness and joy are such emotions that can be easily manipulated.

"Are you sure?" Nicholas asked, "Even if we don't kill the intruders who came with us, you will give us the statue?"

Jared did not answer in the affirmative, but asked with a smile: "Am I the kind of person who likes to joke?"

Before Nicholas could speak, Magnus nodded hurriedly and said: "Like."

Jared sighed, "Where is the most basic trust between people?"

Nicholas glared at Magnus and quickly forced a smile and said: "He was just playing a joke on you."

Jared laughed "haha" and said, "He is right, I do like to joke."

Nicholas was left speechless, and he was stuck in place without knowing what he had said. But the frozen and suffocating atmosphere, because of these few humorless jokes, melted quickly like ice cubes meeting hot water.

Just when the expressions of several people relaxed, Jared changed the topic, "But the reason why I said that is because the group of invaders must complete the task of destroying the statue if they want to pass the 66th floor. " He pointed to the sixty-sixth floor of the Babel Tower that was lit up, "So the lights stayed on the sixty-sixth floor. I think they must be waiting for you to fight with me at this time, otherwise the whole army will be annihilated. They will get the advantage and then beat me. Otherwise, they will get the statue with heavy losses, and they will attack you again."

Just now they were thankful that they had escaped the fate of killing each other, but they didn't expect that the situation would turn around so soon. The face that had just melted away seemed to have been frozen quickly by a cold wave, turning into an ice sculpture frozen in a certain awkward moment.

Even Nicholas can't stay calm anymore. From Sharia to Jared, the attitude towards Cheng Mo is very strange. The "Blood Moon" is undoubtedly aimed at Cheng Mo. When things become more targeted, the variables will change. Suddenly it was enlarged countless times. He looked at Cheng Mo again. When he saw that Cheng Mo's face was still indifferent, he seemed to have found his faith. He raised his hand and was about to sign the cross and pray for the Creator's blessing. He immediately realized that Cheng Mo His identity happens to be the enemy of the Creator.

Nicholas took a deep breath, put down his hands, regained his composure, and asked in a deep voice: "You mean they are ambushing nearby?"

Jared smiled slyly, "I just guessed that."

Nicholas first glanced at Cheng Mo and saw that he had no intention of speaking. Then he looked at the others and said in a serious tone: "No matter what, we still have to be prepared."

"Maybe we can find a way to get around them?" Garbo said worriedly, "It's better to avoid cannibalism as much as possible."

Jin Zhuji shook his head, "The statue is so big and heavy. It is impossible to walk in the forest. We can only walk on the main road."

"It's not a big problem." Magnus said, "Let's reason with them first. If the reason doesn't make sense, then we'll talk about fists. The fists may not be too big to be reasonable, but they must be reasonable."

"There are also some of our good friends inside." Jin Zhuji smiled bitterly, "I really don't know how to face it when the time comes."

"Let's pray that we can win! If we win, at least we will have a chance to save them." Nicholas smiled nonchalantly, "If they win, then everyone will basically be GG."

"Maybe there are other options." Li Rongxuan whispered, she looked at Jared and said calmly, "What if we decide to give up taking the 'Path of Heaven', destroy the statues, and walk the outer circle with them? ?”

Jared smiled and replied, "Of course, no problem."

"If we decide to destroy the statue of Lord Seven-tone Snake, will anything happen?" Li Rongxuan asked.

"If you ask me and Shalia, these guards who are guarding the Tower of Babel, as long as you hold the token, no one will interfere with you in doing anything. As for those messy people in the Tower of Babel, they long for the Seven-tone Snake. The statue was destroyed."

Li Rongxuan breathed a sigh of relief and nodded slightly, "Thank you for your answer."

Jared smiled and said nothing.

"FXXK~" Magnus cursed, "This is the first time I will be fucked by an NPC."

"It's better not to open the champagne too early." Jin Zhuji said with lingering fear, "I always feel that there will be a reversal."

"Anyway, well done, Li Rongxuan." Magnus extended a thumbs up to Li Rongxuan, "I apologize for being rude yesterday."

Garbo pouted and whispered, "Actually, I wanted to say just now that we could join them, but we were preempted."

"Okay, my sweetheart. As long as you are willing to follow me, I won't blame you for being just a vase. Don't worry, I can't say that I can definitely take you out, but I can guarantee that I will definitely die because of you. Front."

Magnus stared at Garbo's affectionate comfort. No matter his expression or tone, he had the unique temperament of a European aristocrat. This temperament can be seen in both Napoleon VII and Amedeo, making people suspicious of these princes. Have you attended the same training class?

"I'm not a vase~"

Jiabao snorted coldly, turned his head and looked in the direction of the sea, feeling sulky. The intensity of the voice and expression is just right. This hard-to-get love trick is undoubtedly a high-end skill cultivated by many top brothers.

"Hey, my dear, now is not the time to lose your temper. I promise you that as long as I can go out, I will take you to Paris to attend Emperor Napoleon's wedding of the century!"

Hearing that he could attend the "Wedding of the Century," Garbo couldn't hold back her reserve for a second, and asked in great surprise: "Is it true or not?"

"I didn't want to reveal my identity before, so I kept a low profile. Don't you know everything now? I am the Prince of Norway. My uncle is Amedeo. He and Napoleon VII are good brothers who wear the same pants. Don't tell me I’m attending a wedding, so why not take a photo with Athena?”

"Oh, Darling, I know it's inappropriate to say this, but I actually don't care about the 'wedding of the century.' I'm just extremely happy to live and die with you here. I think this is much more romantic than the 'wedding of the century.' ~~~" Jiabao burst into tears, "I really regret that I rejected your suggestion to go to bed last night. If time can come back, I will fight with you until dawn."

"Me too."

After the two people looked at each other affectionately, they kissed each other as if no one else was watching. The ancient sails swayed under the night, and the sea breeze ruffled their hair. The moonlight was bright red, like a red lantern hanging high, and a group of white seagulls screamed and circled in the sky, making a beautiful song, which was particularly beautiful, and the water splashed. , broken into countless crystal powders, and the romantic atmosphere spread like mellow wine.

Cheng Mo and others were reduced to background.

"Oh~ oh~ oh~ How about you two find a room on the ship first? Anyway, Magnus is a fitness guy who finishes on the first, second, and third count. We have time to wait." Jin Zhuji coaxed.

Magnus let go of his mouth and held Garbo's slender waist, "This is not only a stereotype, but also naked jealousy."

"envy?"

"I'm jealous that I'll have someone to keep me company even if I go to hell."

"Okay~ I admit, I am indeed jealous." Jin Zhuji gave a thumbs up, "Your Highness, I hope you and Garbo can have a grander wedding than Emperor Napoleon!"

"You two." Li Rongxuan made a "stop" gesture, "No, you three, now is not the time for small talk." She looked around and said solemnly, "What should we do? It's not yet Make a decision."

"Of course we go to the outer circle with them." Kim Joo-ki said, "Do we still have a choice?"

"Although I really want to be a hero and save those who died." Magnus sighed, "But in this situation, there is really no choice."

Garbo nodded.

Rebecca also said: "They will definitely not be willing to walk the 'Way of the Cross' with us, so we will be the only ones walking the outer circle with them." She said, "If I had known this was the case, I would have walked with them from the beginning. Now we have been delayed for one day, and we have two days left, so we must hurry up."

Li Rongxuan's expression remained confused, and she asked again: "Lord Jared, your behavior seems meaningless. This gives me a strong sense of conflict, because I always feel that the 'Blood Moon Model' has been trying to empower Your actions mean something." She stared at Jared, "Can you answer my question?"

This question made the atmosphere tense again, including Cheng Mo, who looked at Jared intently.

Jared obviously enjoyed this feeling. He kept smiling and looked around half a circle without saying a word until he saw Cheng Mo's face, which suddenly changed into a serious face, and said seriously: "Don't hit me." I have been poisoned by people like Saliya, who talks like reciting poetry, making people think that he is very mysterious, very elegant, and very powerful. Oh~ maybe this kind of "meaning" is something that we common people put flowers on ourselves and let people feel that he is very mysterious, very elegant, and very powerful. It is a ritual to become a gorgeous layman. But some people like to put roses, some like to put chrysanthemums, and some people like to put piranha or foxtail grass. What is the meaning? A thousand kinds of people have one There are a thousand and one meanings, and your meaning may not be his meaning, so in the final analysis it has no meaning.”

Cheng Mo thought to himself that Jared and the Barat brothers are very compatible. They are both fans of nonsense literature, but Jared is a master. He talks a lot of nonsense and makes you think it makes sense. And the Barat brothers , just like an online novel author who cheats money by cheating on word count. After reading it, you haven’t read it, and you still have the unpleasant feeling of being cheated out of a few cents.

Realizing that Cheng Mo was still staring at him coldly, Jared seemed to feel the invisible blade. Without losing his breath, he continued to move his lips and quickly added, "I have said too much nonsense. That statue was killed by a lizard. The thieves cut it off and hid it in the ship that transported the stone. I will ask people to move it to the dock now. You can just wait on the dock."

When everyone heard Jared's words, their scars healed and they forgot the pain, and they couldn't help but feel relieved. Perhaps it was because of the completely different ways of speaking and treating others between him and Shariya, or perhaps because they were about to solve a big problem without causing any harm, but several people showed their long-lost smiles to Jared without hesitation.

Magnus waved his hand to Jared and imitated Shalia's melodious and elegant tone and said: "Angler, your words are thought-provoking and make people think that you are an out-and-out good person."

"Good man?" Jared's smile became more enthusiastic. "This is such a pleasant misunderstanding."

"Lord Jared, ignore him." Nicholas said helplessly, "He is just a young man who doesn't know the heights of the sky. Don't be offended."

Jared smiled, "No, I really like the term 'good man'. It's a new word to me, good man~" He made a long final sound, turned around and caressed Cheng Mo Bowing, "Dear traveler from far away time and space, thank you for your tolerance, I will take my leave now."

Cheng Mo put his hands back into his pockets and nodded lightly in response. Not only did his expression remain silent, but he didn't even move his lips. His posture naturally contained the noble aura of a master of destiny.

Jared's eyes and direction were too obvious. Li Rongxuan and Magnus all turned around and followed Jared's eyes to look at Cheng Mo, and then they witnessed his invisible pretense.

After a few seconds of silence, Magnus opened his eyes that were like copper bells, "If I hadn't been sure that this was the 'Land of Ancient Babylonian Ruins', I would have thought that these NPCs were invited by you. Trust.”

"I thought Shariya's attitude towards him was very strange at the time, and you still said it was normal." Garbo said proudly, "Now you know that I am quite capable, right?"

Jin Zhuji hesitated for a moment and then said, "That's not the only thing that's strange." He looked at Cheng Mo and said, "There's another detail. When he was fighting the lizard people in the forest, he didn't have any stains on his body."

Li Rongxuan and Rebecca did not speak, looking at Cheng Mo suspiciously.

Nicholas was about to help save the situation, but Cheng Mo smiled and said, "What? Can't it be without stains?"

Jin Zhuji didn't expect Cheng Mo to respond to his question first. He was stunned for a second, then immediately said with a smile: "Hey~ don't be so sensitive. Think about it from another angle. I'm just praising you for being different." He shrugged his shoulders. , "After all, even instructor John can't do this kind of thing."

Cheng Mo didn't think he could continue to hide his identity, and he wasn't afraid of the trouble caused by his identity being exposed. Trouble was just a trouble, not a problem.

So he smiled and said, "You are too insensitive. Maybe all my specialness is based on my ID."

"ID?"

"ID?"

"ID?"

(One chapter first, there will be an update later)