Clone of the heavens: I activated spiritual energy recovery

"I'm asking you a question! If you don't understand it, just raise your hands and I'll teach you again."

Zhang Yang slammed the end of the mop stick on the ground, imitating the tone of the head teacher back then, and asked about the study status of a group of strange students.

All the weird students were startled and quickly raised their hands to express that they had not learned it.

After they raised their hands, Zhang Yang's smile faded, his face was expressionless, and a strong murderous intention emerged.

At this moment, Zhang Yang had passively analyzed the core information of the weird campus, and no longer had to play house with this group of weird students.

"Let's run, he is the devil and he wants to kill us!"

Before Zhang Yang could make a move, a strange student in the last row by the back door burst out, smashing the back door and escaping from the classroom, while encouraging the strange students in the classroom to resist.

Then there was nothing more. A piece of chalk shot out, and the strange student mixed with the broken back door and dissipated into black smoke.

The remaining weird students who were still preparing to riot became even more crazy. They were like a group of demons dancing wildly. They used various methods to escape from the classroom. The weird students hiding outside the classroom even ran away directly, not wanting to face Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang's method of killing Wei Wei made Wei Wei terrified.

Even the strongest and weird principal didn't dare to have any thoughts of taking action against Zhang Yang. He stayed in the principal's office and didn't dare to move at all.

"You guys are so naughty!"

At some point, Zhang Yang had a smile on his face again.

With the mop stick in his left hand and the chalk box in his right hand, pieces of chalk were shot out one after another, and one strange person was killed one after another.

In this gloomy and weird campus, Zhang Yang's spring-like smile seemed a little out of place, as if he was the weird one and the teachers and students were the lambs to be slaughtered.

Unknowingly, Zhang Yang came to a remote corner of the campus, where a lonely tomb stood.

"Send me a shovel, or else the whole school will be wiped out!"

Zhang Yang's voice was not loud, but it spread throughout the campus.

It was strange that he had not been killed while hiding. At this moment, he didn’t know whether he should listen to Zhang Yang or not.

In the outside world, countless people watched Zhang Yang's bizarre live broadcast in various ways. In Zhang Yang's hands, pieces of chalk became a weapon for killing and killing.

At this time, no matter how stupid you are, you will understand that chalk and mop sticks are just ordinary items, and being able to use these items to kill the strange Zhang Yang is the most special thing.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't question our Chosen One, the Chosen One is our God!"

"I really deserve to die!"

.........

"God bless China, long live the Chosen One"

For a time, countless Chinese viewers switched camps, from attacking, questioning and insulting Zhang Yang, to supporting and defending Zhang Yang, and even turned into Zhang Yang's licking dogs, as if they were not the ones who spoke before.

They were the ones who scolded the most harshly before, but now they are also the quickest to switch sides. They vividly demonstrated how they can flexibly change their stance, and they have made good guys and bad guys alike.

In front of the grave in a strange corner of the campus.

Zhang Yang waited for a minute. A weak and weird man who was missing an arm and had no brain approached Zhang Yang cautiously with a shovel and handed the shovel to Zhang Yang respectfully.

Zhang Yang took the shovel, but did not embarrass the weak and weird one.

After waving the shovel twice, Zhang Yang decisively threw away the mop stick. From now on, the shovel will be his natural weapon.

The shovel feels better when hitting people, and it can also be used to dig holes and bury corpses. It is more effective than a mop stick that can only hit people.

Shovel after shovel, Zhang Yang dug open the grave bag in a few minutes, revealing the blood-red coffin inside.

"Hey, he's also a poor man."

No one knows who the poor man Zhang Yang is talking about is.

The story of this campus does not need to be known to more people.

Zhang Yang was seen mumbling words, which were just ordinary salvation spells, and then a soul invisible to ordinary people floated out of the coffin.

The soul body was confused and acted on instinct. After bowing to Zhang Yang, it escaped into the space and entered the land of reincarnation, starting a new round of asceticism in the human world.

After saving the soul in the coffin, Zhang Yang piled up the grave bags again.

The foundation supporting the existence of the weird campus is dispersing, and the weird campus is collapsing. Teaching buildings are collapsing, cracks appear in the playground, and even the sky is falling, as if the end is coming.

Zhang Yang carried the shovel and climbed out of the strange campus over the wall. He came to the street outside and looked at the crumbling strange campus.

"Xiaoxia, I've cleared the level. Send me back."

The game assistant Xiaoxia did not appear, or did not appear on purpose, just to let Zhang Yang collapse with the weird campus and fall into the vast void.

Outside the world, the hearts of the Chinese people are aroused.

Zhang Yang obviously did something they couldn't understand, which caused the strange campus to collapse. Moreover, he also completed the task of escaping from the campus and should have cleared customs and returned to the National Games Space.

But the game assistant did not appear, and some things became self-evident.

At this moment, countless Chinese people remembered what Zhang Yang asked the game assistant after entering the game.

At this time, Zhang Yang's words seemed to come true. The National Fortune Survival Game was targeting China.

It is clear that the chosen one in Hua Xia has completed the task and cleared the game, but the game assistant did not send the chosen one back to the national destiny space. Instead, he sat back and watched as the chosen one collapsed along with the game.

The countries that were hostile to China laughed out loud. The National Survival Game was not aimed at them, but at China. Moreover, China's fifth chosen one was also going to die. How could they not be happy?

All countries that are hostile to China are ready to launch war. As long as China's national destiny is cleared and China loses the opportunity to choose the chosen one, it will be time for them to send troops to China.

On the street outside the strange campus, Zhang Yang was still smiling, but the murderous intention in his heart had reached its peak.

He inherited the main body's love for China, and also inherited the main body's murderous nature. These characteristics were amplified many times in the clone, and the specific manifestation is as it is now.

Therefore, Zhang Yang is the savior of China, and he can also be the god of murder who slaughters all realms.

Once a murderous riot occurs, he cannot stop until he kills enough.

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

"I play the game according to your rules. If you don't follow the rules, don't blame me for not following the rules!"

Zhang Yang looked up at the sky, where was where the game assistant Xiaoxia was hiding.

Game assistant Xiaoxia is the spy of the maker of the National Games Survival Game. His words will definitely be heard by the game maker. As for whether the other party will listen to his threat, no one can say for sure.

"It seems that you have made a choice!"

30 seconds passed, and the game assistant Xiaoxia still did not appear. Instead, there were many powerful power fluctuations in the surrounding space.

"In that case, let's fight!"

At this time, in the Huaxia live broadcast room, Zhang Yang's image changed after just a few words, from a person who could be seen clearly to a god who could not be looked directly at.

Countless spectators could only see a ball of light, but they could not see clearly what was in the light.

Even those with weak minds have become followers of Zhang Yang and worship Zhang Yang devoutly.

In an instant, Zhang Yang had 20 billion followers.

At this time, the game maker hurriedly cut off the Huaxia live broadcast room, but it was too late.

Zhang Yang no longer hides himself, and surging power emerges, directly tearing the entire strange campus apart. Chaos computing power surrounds himself, forming an information cocoon to block the prying eyes of the outside world.

Zhang Yang then used the belief lines generated by 20 billion believers to directly locate the coordinates of the earth, tearing apart space and returning to the earth.

"receive!"

After Zhang Yang returned to Earth, he only did one thing, which was to bring the entire solar system into his body space, completely eliminate his weaknesses, and prevent Earth China from becoming a stumbling block for him to satisfy his murderous desires.

"China is now free from worries, it's time to kill!"

The smile on Zhang Yang's face gradually became crazy, like a madman, with murderous intent ripples throughout his body tearing apart the universe. Chaos computing power surged out like a tide, covering the entire universe, looking for the stronghold and base camp of the national destiny survival game.

"Hey, I found it!"

In a short time, Zhang Yang found the base camp of the National Fortune Survival Game in this universe. He wasted no time and folded space all the way, folding the distance of tens of billions of light years down to a single step.

Taking one step forward, Zhang Yang arrived on a white dwarf star.

This white dwarf is nothing more than a portal.

The existence behind the National Luck Survival Game is a four-dimensional life form with a technological level of level 5 technological civilization. It can already make good use of the energy of a universe and control the transformation between three-dimensional and four-dimensional spaces at will.

The other party can exist at any time node in the three-dimensional space. If you do not enter the four-dimensional space, you cannot harm the other party in the three-dimensional space.

So Zhang Yang directly tore through the dimensional barrier and entered the four-dimensional space directly.

When he first entered the four-dimensional space, Zhang Yang was still a little uncomfortable. He had thousands of incarnations, and countless consciousnesses were born and destroyed. These consciousnesses were all him, but only he who merged into one was him.

After a while, Zhang Yang integrated all consciousness and used a ray of immortal characteristics as the source to create a unified consciousness.

With the consciousness of unity, Zhang Yang can adapt to the four-dimensional space, and can change positions at will and travel to any time node according to needs.

In addition to the three dimensions of length, width and height, the four-dimensional space also has the dimension of time. The dimension of time really exists and can be reached at any node.

The time node in the three-dimensional space is fixed and can only move forward, not the past or the future.

Traveling through the timeline in three-dimensional space is actually to briefly pass through four-dimensional space, and then reduce the dimension back to three-dimensional space.

Then the time nodes in the four-dimensional space are not fixed. You can stay in the present forever, or you can go back to the past and lead to the future. Using time is the most basic ability of dimensional life forms.

"The rules of time and space are very strong. If I practice in the four-dimensional space, it may not take long before I can master the rules of time and space and enter the Golden Immortal Realm with the rules of time and space."

"But now is not the time to practice. If I don't kill the national destiny survival game here in the base camp of the four-dimensional universe, I will feel uneasy!"

Zhang Yang is now filled with murderous intent. If he doesn't resolve this murderous intent, he will feel uneasy, and his practice will be ineffective, and he may even become obsessed with it, even if he dies or disappears.

So he must have a good killing!