Douluo Zhang San's counterattack life

"It's almost there."

Bai Sha's expression was still so dull, but Zhang San was already breaking out in a cold sweat.

He was indeed a little distracted before, thinking that the other party was very kind and easy to get along with, and he really regarded her as a kind and hospitable hostess.

However, what he saw in front of him was not a philanthropic female Bodhisattva. The gifts given by the other party had already been marked with a secret price.

Kill the Poseidon and seize the godhead.

Just eight simple words, but not simple at all.

How could it be so easy to kill a god?

As the Soul King back then, he didn't even have the ability to resist in the hands of Poseidon Tang San, so he directly ate a sword energy and turned into dregs.

Even if a titled Douluo goes up, he believes the result will be the same.

Everyone below the divine level is an ant, and there is no exaggeration in this.

If he fails to kill the god, he will suffer his own fate.

And he will have the ability to kill Poseidon within 30 years?

Don't be too pushy, okay?

Aren’t they all Tang San’s wall hangings?

Although Zhang San only dared to think about these complaints in his heart, he believed that Bai Sha, who could read his own thoughts, would know.

Sure enough, the white eyebrows of Bai Sha in front of her frowned slightly. It was obvious that she heard Zhang San's inner complaint, but she still remained silent and even started drinking tea again.

Over the past ten thousand years, Douluo Continent has astonished the entire Douluo Continent and has produced many geniuses with top-notch martial arts spirits and resources. However, no one has become a god. Moreover, even Tang San only became 25 years old with the blessing of countless lucky encounters. As a god, how could he, Zhang San, even if he had a so-called "seed of the world", win over Tang San, a son of this plane?

You must know that your system can only make him stronger by absorbing resentment. If he causes too much trouble because of resentment, he might become a public enemy of all major forces. Before he can become a great weapon, he will be directly surrounded and beaten to England. Died young.

No, I think I really have a chance...

Zhang San frowned and thought for a moment, and the prototype of a bold and feasible god-killing plan gradually became clear in his mind.

"You have to think of the method yourself."

At this moment, Bai Sha finally spoke, and at the same time, a sapphire floating in the air suddenly appeared in front of Zhang San's eyes.

"And you take this."

"Huh? What is this?"

Zhang San reached out and held the warm sapphire in his hand and looked back and forth. Through the light, it was vaguely visible that there were many small and mysterious carvings inside the gem, which were like rotating gears moving regularly inside the gem.

"Something that can save your life at a critical moment."

Since the origin of this gemstone is indeed somewhat special, and considering that it is really troublesome to explain, Baisha made this brief description.

"Uh ok."

Zhang San doesn't need to know what this thing is. As a pragmatist, he only considers whether things are useful and how to use them. As for other things, he doesn't care.

"Strange, why can't you take it in?"

Zhang San wanted to put it into the "13th Floor Blocking Sky", but found that his storage soul guide had no response at all.

"This is a special gem with spatial properties. It conflicts with the spatial properties of your storage device. Of course, it cannot be stored."

Shirasa snapped her fingers, and the gem floated in the air again.

"And its correct usage is this..."

Before Bai Sha finished speaking, the gem suddenly flew towards Zhang San's forehead, and disappeared into the skin.

"Huh? Did it go into my head?"

Zhang San felt his forehead was hot. He stretched out his hand to touch his forehead but didn't feel anything strange.

"It doesn't make me an idiot, does it?"

Bai Sha glanced at Zhang San with disdain and said:

"What I gave you is a treasure. It has many benefits. How could it harm you?"

When Comrade Zhang San heard this, he had doubts in his heart again. He asked:

"Well, then I want to ask, why can't you just send us a few artifacts so that we can go back and kill the gods? Just let me go back and block the killing gods. Otherwise, it's over."

"Just as the rules of your world will be weakened in my world, weapons that can cause great damage in my world may not be able to function in your world."

Bai Sha picked up the tea cup, took a sip of tea, and added:

"Of course, the main reason is that you are too weak now. Even if I give it to you, you can't use it."

"Uh……"

So real.

These words gave Zhang San a further understanding of his own weakness.

So he is the kind of loser who can't even be used?

"People in the world are always like this, wishing that all troubles could be solved with a snap of the fingers."

Here Zhang San was still feeling sorry for himself, but Bai Sha suddenly started to talk sense.

"But how can there be such a good thing? Even gods have troubles."

Zhang San felt it was reasonable and couldn't help but nodded, and then Bai Sha suddenly said:

"I've given you everything I should give you. You can leave now."

"Ah? Can I leave now?"

Hearing this, Zhang San was a little surprised.

"Otherwise? Do you want to stay with me forever?"

Bai Sha's words were still so cold, making Zhang San completely unable to figure out what she was thinking.

"Now you can just go out and let your 'system' take you away."

"okay."

Since the other party said he could leave, of course Zhang San was not polite, but when he walked to the door, he suddenly turned around and asked:

"Then how should I contact you after I leave?"

Zhang San, who asked this question, obviously really planned to accept Baisha's commission.

"It's simple, your 'system' will tell you."

After Bai Sha finished speaking, Zhang San nodded and turned the doorknob and walked out of the endless corridor.

Just as the door behind him was about to close, Zhang San suddenly heard Bai Sha's voice again.

"Zhang San."

"please."

This was the first time that Zhang San heard his name from this mysterious silver-haired woman. For some reason, Zhang San felt that his heartbeat was a little faster.

When he turned back, he found that the door had been closed and turned into a familiar metal door.

When he turned his head and looked forward, he found that the endless corridor had turned into an ocean shrouded in white mist. At this time, he was standing on the deck of the big ship, and behind him was The iron hatch that locked him inside the ship in the illusion.

Is it possible that everything is still a dream?

Zhang San raised his left hand and transferred his soul power. The golden soul mark on the back of his left hand lit up, and the shadow of a black and white mask appeared in front of him.

It seems that all this is not a dream.

Now he was really about to leave this different world that he had only stayed in for a few hours, but which he would never forget for the rest of his life.

But now that it was time to leave, Zhang San felt inexplicably empty and reluctant.

Although Baisha chose to plot against him to achieve her goal, she also wanted to save her own world.

And she did pay a reward commensurate with the task. The purpose was that Zhang San originally wanted to target Poseidon as a target of revenge, so Zhang San didn't have much hatred for Shiraisha, or even for this person who was trapped in this desolate world. The gods felt a little sympathy.

"Oh, nonsense."

Why on earth should I feel sympathy for the guy who took advantage of me?

Zhang San shook his head and smiled, and then he said to the system:

"System, can you teleport me back to Douluo Continent?"

[Yes, teleporting back to the main world will cost two thousand resentment points. Are you sure? 】

"confirm."

Douluo Continent.

I, Zhang San——

It's back! !