Mr. Hu crushed the expensive purple walnuts with his fingers, poured the shells and cores into the warm water, and after brewing, he hesitated to drink it. He just sat cross-legged with a frown on his face.

He was still in the colorful spherical space, and the sacred "Guardian Key" in front of him was like a naughty elf, shuttling back and forth in his silver beard.

Today is the fifth day since the [Savior] left Utopia, and it is also the fifth day that Mr. Hu has mastered the key to the guardian and taken control of this illusory space.

Everything was calm, except for the emergence of a few young giants in the crazy October, nothing else worth noting happened.

However, Mr. Hu found that he had no appetite for his favorite tea drink, "Purple Walnut Water".

It seemed that some huge disaster had caused him to forget about food and drink, and he was out of his mind.

"strangeness……"

Mr. Hu drank up all the walnut tea. It tasted like chewing wax, and his mood was inexplicably worse.

He has been fighting with the Savior for too many years, and has already developed a calm state of mind. When this happens, either his life span has reached the limit, and his state of mind has dropped a few times as his body has weakened; or something has happened somewhere.

, the "Guardian Key" was giving him an early warning.

As someone who temporarily protects the safety of billions of people, Mr. Hu knows that he must not ignore the second possibility.

He thought for a while, stood up, and said calmly:

"open."

The colorful splendor faded, the spherical space shrunk rapidly, and finally turned into a small glimmer of light, returning to the Guardian's Key.

After the spherical space disappeared, Mr. Hu reappeared in Utopia.

Of course, the place where he appeared was not the office of the Guangming City Government or a busy street, but in a small palace complex. This palace complex was cute and cute, like a model. Although there were thousands of pavilions, each house was only small.

Just a few centimeters.

Mr. Hu walked among the small palaces and arrived at the end in a short while.

At the end, there is a public phone booth that is out of place among the miniature palaces. There is no number key on it, only a "Start" button.

——This phone can only be contacted in one direction, and can only contact one place.

Mr. Hu stood in front of the phone booth, organized his speech first, then picked up the phone and pressed the start button.

"Du-du-du-"

The operator's voice sounded on the other end of the phone. Her voice was not sweet and clear, but was extremely serious and serious:

"Hello, Huan Gong, this is the Federal Parliament, what help do you need?"

"There is an early warning from the Guardian Key, but the outside world is still fine."

"Do you need support?"

"Yes."

"Okay, the Federal Parliament will make a decision within ten minutes. Please hang up the phone and wait for a moment."

"Thank you."

Mr. Hu put down the phone, looked at the miniature palaces and sighed.

From the day he mastered the Guardian's Key, he was no longer in the real world.

That colorful spherical space is independent of the real world.

The pocket palace complex he is currently in is located between reality and illusion. It is called the "Fantasy Palace". It can barely communicate with the outside world and can be regarded as a buffer zone.

"Under destiny, those who hold the key to the Guardian must be isolated from the real world." This is a rule written into the Federal Constitution. It is supported by all major human forces and Guardians and must be followed.

Moreover, before Destiny can control the key of the guardian, he must go to the divine capital and the holy city to undergo the most stringent examination. The most advanced blood robots can detect whether he carries the abnormal gene, and the most advanced psychic apocalypse can explore it.

Is there any dangerous thought in my heart? Is there some way to look back to the past...

After passing all tests, the non-Destined person is allowed to temporarily control the Guardian Key, and must hide from the real world.

Mr. Hu had temporarily mastered the Guardian Key before, so he didn't need to go to the Divine Capital and Holy City for inspection this time, so he was familiar with the journey.

But even so, he did not dare to be relaxed or careless at all. He stared at the rune-shaped Guardian Key day and night, for fear that something would go wrong.

And because he had temporarily controlled the Guardian Key three times, Mr. Hu gradually realized a fact:

The Guardian's Key is not a key at all.

It's just called this, but it can't actually open any lock in the world.

On top of it, there is something so important that it is breathtaking.

The Federal Parliament obviously attaches great importance to time and efficiency. As soon as six hundred seconds passed, the bell of the public telephone box rang.

"Hello, Phantom Palace, the Federal Parliament has made a decision."

"After careful calculation and consideration, the Federation is optimistic about the security of Utopia."

"S-level Emperor Tian, ​​you who have temporarily mastered the key of the guardian, Night King Wu Li and a group of king-level guardians, four king-level judges carrying derivatives, the guardians who have arrived at the junction of the two realms [

Asura], these forces are twisted together, and the probability of something happening to Utopia is extremely small."

"The Federal Council has decided not to send reinforcements."

"However, the Federal Council absolutely respects the intuition and judgment of frontline personnel. Since the Fantasy Palace thinks there is something weird, the Council will temporarily lend you a first-level derivative, and you will gain the right to use this derivative. Please contact me in [Savior]

] Return it to the Federal Parliament upon its return.”

"Determine the location..."

"The space corridor is being connected."

"Connection completed."

"Start placing..."

"The release is complete, your blood and the key of the guardian of Utopia are the keys to open the gray box. This derivative is very powerful, please use it properly."

The phone was hung up, and Mr. Hu's ears had lost the operator's voice.

He looked at the gray box that suddenly appeared in front of him, not feeling disappointed.

In his opinion, although Utopia's current power configuration cannot be said to be invincible, it can definitely withstand most mutations. The request for help from the Federal Parliament just now is just for peace of mind. After all, he knows that crying children will have a better life and be more prepared.

The trump card is always right.

The first-level derivative in front of me can be regarded as an unexpected gain.

Mr. Hu cut his finger and flicked the key of the guardian. The red blood mixed with the light of runes flicked into the gray box.

After the frightening mechanical sound, the box was fully unfolded, and the contents inside were revealed to Mr. Hu's eyes.

This is a beautiful dagger, with a golden guard and an indigo handle. It looks a bit fancy. When others see it, they just think it is a circus prop.

Mr. Hu was silent for a long time and recognized the dagger.

The first-level derivative, [One Inch Gold]!

The Federal Parliament really attaches great importance to Utopia, and is actually willing to take out this thing.

"Although these guys above are annoying sometimes, they are still reliable at critical moments..."

Mr. Hu murmured in a low voice and put the "One Inch Gold" back in the gray box.
Chapter completed!