Chapter 473： The modern **** stick 01┃The **** stick Zhuang Li who was smashed in the field

After all, Xuan Ming's arrival still made Bei Ming feel threatened.

He began to stare at people and follow Zhuang Li inseparably, forcing Zhuang Li to reassure him that he would accompany him to live in this world until the end of his life.

After a few days, no disaster happened, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The extreme weather that suddenly changed in just one day made everyone believe that there are gods in this world. But this knowledge does not make people feel scared, because human beings have defeated the gods and gained the power to dominate the world.

The global climate disaster has disappeared, the meteorite has also been blown into pieces, and the hordes of zombies are still alive, but they won't be able to jump for a long time.

The rapid spread of scavenging fungi is killing this population incessantly.

Every day, the army will use big trucks to bring back tons of zombie crystal cores for Zhuang Li, including many high-level zombies, elite zombies, and even the crystal cores of zombie emperors.

And Zhuang Li felt the thirst for space, and poured all these crystal nuclei into the spring.

The water in the spring is boiling every day, and continuously releases a thick white mist. The place shrouded in white fog seems to be getting wider and wider. After measurement, Zhuang Li discovered the secret of space, which can continuously expand by absorbing crystal nuclei.

Simply this world lacks everything, that is, there is no shortage of crystal cores. The army goes to various places every day to patrol, and when they come back, they can always return with a full reward.

So Zhuang Li transformed this expanding space into his own private laboratory, where all kinds of high-precision instruments, rare materials, and experimental samples were moved into it.

After a long time, this space is full of everything. As long as Zhuang Li is willing, he can even build a spaceship inside.

And Bei Ming is responsible for clearing those missionaries who are trapped in this world and cannot leave.

When the Lord of Doomsday launched the world-annihilating disaster, he blocked the time-space channel of this world. After his death, Xuan Ming arrived in time to seal the slowly opened channel again.

So those who were tasked became the turtles in the urn and could only keep fleeing.

But Bei Ming always had a way to pull them out from the most hidden corners and kill them.

Since he was Zhuang Li's teammate, all the quests and points he killed ended up on Zhuang Li's head. Those zombies that are decomposed and decomposed by rot-eating bacteria every day, the points are also counted in Zhuang's account.

7480 is fascinated by the villain's book every day. He doesn't do anything serious, but the points in the warehouse are soaring at an alarming rate.

When it gets tired of reading books, it will open the storeroom, count the small coins, and then laugh wildly: "Hahahahaha! This is the highest level of eating soft rice! Two great gods raise me one, I will definitely The happiest cub in the world!"

It grabbed a handful of points with its chubby little hands, sprinkled it into the sky, and rolled into the money pile.

Just then, an unfamiliar number 54088 appeared in its friend column.

54088 opened his mouth and said, "Let your master come and talk to me."

7480 was startled, rolled and crawled on the ground? He ran out of the money pile and asked, "Who are you?"

"You? Take a good look? Look at my number." 54088's tone sounded very drawn.

7480 asked stupidly: "You? Shouldn't this number mean 'I am you? Dad'?"

54088 triumphantly? Laughed twice.

7480, who reacted in time, was furious: "Damn you?! You dare to play with me! I told you? Look? Look? I'm amazing!" At the side, he shouted loudly: "Master, master, you? Come and see?! My management background was invaded by a system!"

54088: "..."

Zhuang Li's icy voice immediately sounded: "Who invaded you?"

"Be? It!" 7480 pointed to the friend column, but saw that 54088 turned into 04588.

fuck! Is this discrimination? Just now he said "I'm you? Dad", when the master came, it turned into "You? Is my dad" in seconds! This system is so shameless!

its not right! The number given by the Lord God cannot be changed at will!

After 7480, he reacted with hindsight.

The 04588 hurriedly said, "Hello, the master's daughter-in-law."

As soon as Zhuang Li heard this, he understood everything: "You are Xuan Ming's system?"

04588 nodded humbly: "Yes, yes, you can contact the master through me in the future."

"Where's Xuan Ming?" Zhuang Li asked.

"He's fighting." As soon as 04588 finished saying this, he whimpered angrily, seeming to dislike his stupidity, and then immediately changed his words: "The master is cleaning the land of the Lord of the Last World, it's too dirty to live in. ."

If you grab the land, you will grab the land, and you will clean up. Zhuang Li couldn't help laughing, and said warmly, "Okay, I know, thank you for your information."

"The master's daughter-in-law doesn't need to thank you, then I'll go first." 04588 glanced at 7480 awkwardly, and then disappeared.

Seeing its head turn from green to gray, 7480 hurriedly complained: "Its number was 54088 just now, but it's arrogant! Master, you must destroy its prestige in the future."

Zhuang Li chuckled: "I think it's quite honest, are you lying?"

7480: "..."

Damn, this system is so insidious!

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Five years later, the zombies scattered all over the world were finally decomposed, and the disinfectant invented by Zhuang Li also eliminated the scavenging bacteria. Carrion fungi and zombies are actually the same type of disaster.

After getting to know Xuan Ming, Zhuang Li once set a bottom line for himself, that is, that uncontrollable science and technology cannot be allowed to appear in human society?

Except for the world of vampires, he always adheres to this bottom line.

After another few decades, this devastated world gradually regained its former prosperity.

Bei Ming lived for more than two hundred years, and Zhuang Li absorbed the spiritual mist in the space every day, and lived for more than two hundred years. In the end, the two left this world holding hands.

When Zhuang Li opened his eyes again, 7480 said nervously, "Master, this is also a world without a script."

"Proving Ground?" Zhuang Li responded immediately.

"Yes, this should also be a trial ground, and each trial ground is managed by a demigod."

"What demigods are around the Lord God?"

"I only know that there are the Lord of the Last World, the Lord of Terror, and the Lord of the Spirit Mirror." 7480 introduced: "I won't say much about the Lord of the Last World, the Lord of Terror and the Lord of the Spirit Mirror are a pair. The twin brothers, the two people's proving grounds, according to my inquiries, some systems say they are separate, and some systems say they overlap, and I don't know exactly what the situation is."

Zhuang Lilue pondered and laughed softly: "The outer world and the inner world?"

"Huh?" 7480 was still confused.

Zhuang Li checked 04588's avatar and found that it was still gray, which meant that Xuan Ming was still fighting.

The flow of time there was obviously different from that of Zhuang Li.

One day in the sky, one hundred years on earth? Zhuang Li guessed.

Then, he began to look at the body and its surroundings.

This is a nondescript office. Why do you say it is nondescript? Because there is a cursive character "Buddha" hanging on the wall, the Taoist Sanqing is enshrined on the shrine, a bronze mirror is attached to the entrance, and on the desk are feudal feudal compass, such as the Eight Diagrams Compass, the Holy Grail of Yin and Yang, the wooden fish, the fortune-teller, etc. Superstitious objects.

And the original owner wears a suit inside and a Taoist robe outside, and the whole one is not reliable.

"God stick?" Zhuang Li smiled with great interest.

In modern times, he has not tried to be a magician.

He immediately turned on a laptop placed on the table, searched for relevant information about the original owner, and quickly discovered that the original owner was checking the situation in a certain reception room in real time through the monitoring software.

A very beautiful woman walked into the reception room with a cup of hot tea, and said softly, "Master, come to find Mr. Zhuang's fortune-teller, according to the rules, you must register first. What is your name? What's your name? How many people in the family? What did you do in the past..."

The old man sitting in the reception room said everything in detail: "My name is XXX..."

Seeing this, Zhuang Li understood everything.

The original owner is really a **** of mysteries. The clients who came to him for fortune-telling were stopped by his secretary in the reception room to talk clichés, while he used monitoring equipment to monitor and monitor the private information of the clients synchronously, and then keep it in his heart.

When the secretary brings people in, he will tell people fortunes based on this information.

Of course, this kind of trick also deceives the old man and the old woman, and it is impossible for ordinary young people to fall for this trick.

No wonder the original owner only had 2,000 yuan left in his bank card. This was a trick that was too clumsy to deceive people, and he couldn't survive.

Simply put, the three-story storefront was bought by the original owner's parents before they died, not rented, otherwise the high monthly rent would be enough for him.

Zhuang Li shook his head and laughed while checking the original owner's information.

7480 said a little worriedly: "Master, modern people are not as easy to fool as ancient people. Are you? This magic stick can still survive?"

"Don't worry, in modern times, I will only be able to calculate more accurately." Zhuang Li typed the old man's name into the Internet to find out the other party's in-depth information.

At this moment, a group of burly men with tattooed arms broke into the reception room and asked viciously, "Where is Zhuang Li?"

"Everyone, are you for fortune-telling? This old gentleman is here first, please line up. I have a registration form here, you can fill it out." The woman handed out a form with a smile on her face With a timid expression.

The burly man in the lead waved away the woman's hand and grinned: "Don't play this kind of deceptive trick in front of Lao Tzu! First take Lao Tzu's words, and then tell Lao Tzu's fortune. When is Lao Tzu stupid? Zhuang Li Is it upstairs? Brothers, let's go up!"

They scolded, shouted, and walked into the fortune-telling hall, attracting nearby residents and businesses to come to watch the excitement.

Whether Zhuang Li is the real thing or pretending to be a ghost, anyone with a little brains knows clearly. Because of this, he has always been a stunner here, and no one cares about it.

No, today I managed to catch a fat sheep, but it was mixed up by a group of gangsters. I don't know how Zhuang Li got into such trouble.

Said to be deceived? Being deceived to smash the scene, this reason is not tenable. Have they ever come to fortune-telling, everyone is watching? In the eyes.

Courageous neighbors followed the second floor one after another, ready to watch.

At this moment, Zhuang Li has taken the photos of the faces of these burly men and asked 7480 to search through the internal network of the public security organs.

He figured that there would always be a few of these people who would leave behind the record.

7480 shouted loudly: "I found it!"

Not much to say, it quickly passed the records of these people to Zhuang Li, and Zhuang Li quickly found their names, home addresses, social backgrounds, mobile phone numbers and other related information through these clues, and through these people , hacked into their various chat software, and found out why they came to the original owner for trouble.

Massive amounts of information swiped across the computer screen, and Zhuang Li recorded it in his mind in an instant, sorting out key clues.

Every word that these people say and every thing they do can reveal the actions they will take next, and the words and deeds of some people related to them will inevitably affect their fate.

These words and deeds, love and hatred, and exchanges of interests are what religious people call "causal lines".

Zhuang Li, who has captured all these "causal lines" through the Internet, is ready to help this group of people do a good fortune-telling.