National Games: Zhongli at the beginning, the sense of security is full

[Host, where is your usually soaring brain circuit? 〕

[Where is your magical, shape-changing demonic energy? 〕

[Where are your diverse skills from your friends? 〕

[Are these combined not enough for you to come up with a solution? 〕

After hearing what the system said, Jiang Yuan fell into deep thought.

After a moment, he patted his head: "There is a way!"

Paimon and the others looked at him in a daze for a while, then suddenly patted his head.

Paimeng, who knew what Jiang Yuan was doing, pushed back: "Oops!"

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Dark, who likes to have fun with others, asked "hurriedly".

"He's guilty of konjac fun. Let's go quickly, be careful he takes action against us!"

Paimon was gibbering.

Jiang Yuangang's raised hand paused and he slowly looked at Paimeng: "If I do something wrong with Konjac, I will be the first to chase you and go crazy."

"Look, he's really going crazy!"

Paimon was shocked.

"Ah, that's really scary!" Dark took two steps back in panic, "Is there any way to control it?"

"Let me think about it, use the spirit of speech!" Paimeng pretended to touch his chin, "Sprinkle salt on him, this is the most effective method!"

Was it really solved? Thank you so much.

Jiang Yuan was speechless for a moment.

He felt that he couldn't argue with a fool, so he lowered his head and continued to study the method.

The system's prompts were clear enough, and he could use his own abilities to take out the energy below.

After thinking for a moment, he really thought of more than one way.

Among them, he thinks the most interesting method is——

Jiang Yuan said nothing more about Paimeng's words. Paimeng could only watch with regret what Jiang Yuan planned to do.

Demonic energy appeared in Jiang Yuan's hand, gradually condensing into a black column.

This pillar is about as thick as Jiang Yuan's arm and taller than Jiang Yuan.

Jiang Yuan held the pillar with both hands and raised it above his head.

Then he stabbed it hard towards the ground.

Puff.

It seemed like something had been poked.

Successful.

Jiang Yuan thought.

The columnar object he condensed with demonic energy was hollow, more like a straw than a column, and even had a pointed bottom.

Under his control, the tip under the "straw" passed through the obstacle without much difficulty and penetrated deeply into the ground.

The whistling wind suddenly sounded in this deep underground space.

Jiang Yuan faced the strong wind, and his hair and clothes were blown up.

This wind came from the hole he poked.

No, maybe it's not exactly the wind.

It's the impact caused by the energy inside gushing out from inside.

The soft ground beneath Jiang Yuan's feet was flowing, causing his body to sway slightly as he stepped on it.

But he used the straw condensed with demonic energy to pierce the ground steadily, and the other end was held in his hand, fixing him in place, standing firmly.

The whistling wind filled his ears, making him temporarily unable to hear the words of Paimon and the others not far away.

He didn't have time to pay attention to other people's words.

Because, at the moment when the energy rushed out from below, a large part of the energy entered his body along the "straw".

There is nothing wrong with increased energy in the body.

A memory that appeared in his mind along with energy was the main reason why he had no time to care about anything else.

He seemed to be plunged into darkness.

A quiet, non-dangerous darkness.

Any fluctuations around him tell him to grow up here with peace of mind. When you wake up, you will grow up.

So, trapped in his memory, he couldn't help but close his eyes and fall into a deep sleep.

Originally, he should have been sleeping until he woke up naturally.

However, external fluctuations woke him up from his sleep.

Something grabbed hold of him, stopping him from moving.

Jiang Yuan subconsciously wanted to resist, but was surprised to find that he had no limbs and no weapons, so he could not resist at all.

I struggled to control my body but couldn't resist the energy that didn't feel very strong but could not be resisted.

The darkness around him fluctuated hugely, and the dark world he was in was shaking.

Eventually, however, he was led out of the darkness.

"Haha, from now on you will be my son, the young master of the demon clan!"

A vague voice sounded.

Jiang Yuan heard this.

Miraculously, he couldn't tell whether the voice was male or female, or what its timbre was.

Then, his consciousness entered the darkness again.

It's not the darkness in my memory, it's the darkness like falling into a coma.

"Jiang……"

"You...right?"

"Jiang Yuan, Jiang Yuan!"

"Jiang Yuan, wake up quickly, don't sleep!"

Another voice woke Jiang Yuan from the darkness.

The voice gradually became clearer, and Jiang Yuan's consciousness became clear.

He opened his eyes.

There was hard ground under his feet, he was holding something in his hands to support himself, and there were several people surrounding him.

The first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was Paimon who looked anxious and worried.

"Jiang Yuan, you wake up!"

Putting away the demonic energy and standing up straight, Jiang Yuan blinked: "I'm awake, what happened just now?"

"The ground suddenly started to shake, and you stood still with your eyes closed."

Paimon circled around Jiang Yuan and made sure that Jiang Yuan was fine, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"How can you sleep at this time?"

Jiang Yuan wanted to refute, saying that he was in a coma due to energy shock.

But by saying this, doesn’t it make you look inferior?

And when he thought about it, the time he was immersed in the meeting was like recalling what he had experienced before through dreams while sleeping.

Yes, that memory was exactly the memory he had lost.

Probably the beginning of it all?

Jiang Yuan thought secretly.

"Again, you're in a daze? Didn't you get enough sleep? You have to look at the scene even if you're distracted, right?" Paimeng patted Jiang Yuan's head.

"Take it easy." Jiang Yuan rubbed his head, "How long have I been sleeping?"

"So you admit that you fell asleep, right?" Pamon put his hands on his hips.

"It didn't take long, less than half a minute."

Another voice replied to Jiang Yuan.

"Xiao Songqing, you're out!" Jiang Yuan turned around and saw Xiao Songqing, whom he hadn't seen for a while.

His face was a little pale, but other than that, he didn't look injured.

Jiang Yuan took out the Eternal Moonlight from his backpack and put a jellyfish on the ground.

Xiao Songqing's face turned rosy visibly.

"Thank you." Xiao Songqing smiled slightly, "Let's not talk about anything else. We have to find a way to get out."

At Xiao Songqing's reminder, Jiang Yuan noticed that the environment they were in was not a talking environment.

Although the ground beneath my feet became hard, the vibrations did not stop.

In other words, the entire planet may be shaken.

The rocks crashed down and were blocked by a barrier of demonic energy.

This does not mean that they can stay here without moving. If they continue, they will be buried sooner or later.