Qingchen could even imagine that when his brother discovered that he had an online relationship with hundreds of people and could not explain it, he naturally turned the blame on himself.

If it were another pot, it would be taken, but the problem is that he couldn't handle the pot now!

Is this the earliest generation of demigods OK?!

According to Yi, this demigod is on the Internet, but he destroys those uploading consciousness bodies every day!

He was really worried that the other party would destroy the other party's niece because he was taking over, and then he would destroy him in a flash of his fingers.

"Did you misunderstand something? I didn't teach you how to fall in love online," Qingchen explained carefully.

"Hmm?" Li Shentan looked at Qingchen.

Qingchen patiently explained: "Please believe me, I really didn't teach Yi Online Love, she was self-taught."

Li Shentan said with a smile: "How could such a simple child learn online dating by himself? Don't try to argue again, I will fly you on a typhoon day."

What the hell is flying a human kite in a typhoon day? Is Yi's brother really a normal person?

Li Shentan put the top hat on his head: "By the way, I want to congratulate you on survival. I originally thought you were going to die at the A02 base, which was more tough than I thought."

"Of course, this cannot be separated from Yi's help," said Li Shentan. "But you have to understand that even if she does these things, even if it is perfect, some clues will be discovered. If you are Yi's friend and are willing to think about her, don't ask her to do anything for you. Some things you don't understand are protecting her. I have already talked to her and she knows the importance of it."

No wonder he couldn't contact Yi after coming out of the A02 base, and he was disciplined by his brother.

The reason why Li Shentan appeared in front of Qingchen was because he took action to control those war robots.

Li Shentan could not let this matter continue. He was Yi's elder, so he naturally had to care for the child who was doing things randomly.

At this time, Li Shentan said: "As a friend of Yi, you can ask me a question."

Qingchen said seriously: "You can rest assured about this...but I am curious about one thing, is the time travel incident related to you?"

Li Shentan glanced at him: "It's not wise to waste such a good opportunity, but ask a question that is not related to your own interests. Give you a gift. The second condition for Dafu is to lick its forehead."

Qingchen was stunned for a moment. Even Li Shutong didn't know Dafu's second shelter conditions.

Which normal person would lick the cat's forehead while idle? Who discovered the shelter conditions? It could not be Li Shentan himself...

Qingchen imagined the scene of the demigod Li Shentan holding Dafu and licking the other person's head hard. Suddenly, he felt... still a little cute?

At this time, the children who were distributing candies from afar saw Li Shentan, rushed over cheerfully, and surrounded Li Shentan.

The silver-white-haired demigod looked at the children with a smile, and his expression became warmer again.

He said, "Will you make another magic trick for you?"

"Okay!" the children said.

Li Shentan took out a deck of poker, and the poker was bounced into the sky one by one in his hand, and countless pokers buried his body.

As all the poker fell, the figure in the tuxedo was gone.

This is really magic, definitely not magic.

Qingchen left in a hurry, and he still had a lot of things tonight.

As for Dafu's second shelter, he had to wait until he went to a place where no one was before trying.

Qingchen always felt that Dafu would cause amazing changes.

At this moment, the cell phone in his pocket vibrated: "Hey, hello."

"Is it Chen Sui? This is the Black Swan Restaurant. You have passed the interview with the waiter. Come to work tomorrow and tell me your height and weight. I will ask the tailor shop to customize your clothes. But this clothes are not free, and you will have to be charged a deposit of 5,000 yuan."

"OK, thanks."

Qingchen hung up the phone. It was a restaurant located in the fourth district and it was also the information given to him by Shadow. The place where Shen Dai Yunhe used to go the most often.

This time, he did not take the steam train back to the Central Plains, but turned around and headed north again in order to hunt down this A-level master.

There are more than 700 people.

Before the last time travel, Qingchen deliberately walked onto the highest hotel rooftop in Osaka Shinsaibashi to see clearly the faces that wanted to hunt him.

Time travel is a very interesting thing. It shows that you cannot kill prey in the world. You can go to the inner world to continue killing.

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Enter the 9th District of City No. 22.

Qingchen obviously felt like he had come to another world, with dense slogans of resistance and swear words on all buildings.

The colors of this graffiti are extremely harmonious under the neon lights of blue and purple.

Without taking two steps, a middle-aged man asked, "Does a young man sell organs? You only need to sell a kidney or eyeball, and you can exchange it for a lot of money, go to the casino to make a purchase, and go to the fourth area to find the best girls. Don't worry about safety issues, I can replace you with bionic kidney and mechanical eyes, which is still easy to use."

Qingchen looked at the middle-aged man. The other party was covered with inferior mechanical limbs, and his eyes had been replaced with mechanical eyes.

In the chest, the blue mechanical heart was beating, looking particularly weird.

On the long street, countless people were similar to this middle-aged man. Their expression was filled with numbness. Some people had just bought dopamine chips from street shops with their change.

In the dirty alley, there were also bargaining sounds between clients and women.

After Qingchen traveled through time, he went to the prison, where he was managed in an orderly manner.

After being released from prison, he was protected by Li Shutong, so he had never entered the next three zones.

So, he almost thought that everything he had seen was cyberpunk.

But then he realized that the lower three districts, which gathered 50% of the entire city's population, were the real cyberpunk.

Qingchen once asked Yangyang why he wanted to change this world.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Yangyang said that if you go to the next three areas to take a look, you will know why.

Qingchen continued to walk deep into the ninth district, and a child passed by him and took away the cell phone in his pocket.

He held the little boy's wrist: "Give it to me."

The little boy took out his cell phone weakly. When he turned around, Qingchen realized that even the little boy's eyes had been replaced with mechanical eyes.

The little boy's eyes were sold by his parents.

His liver, kidneys, and heart are all preserved because they are not yet adults, not because the law protects minors, but because the children's organs are not fully developed.

Qingchen let go of the child's hand and let the other party escape.

In this kind of place, a person who is still intact with "parts" on Qingchen is like a living alien, walking wallet.

Everyone's eyes told him that this was not where he should be.

He walked into a building called "Dove Cage". It had ninety floors, but the elevator had been broken and no one repaired it, and the sewer was blocked, so no one cared about it.

People living on high-rise buildings are unwilling to go downstairs to remove garbage, so they will throw away garbage and excrement.

The building is full of stench.

The corridor was filled with noisy music, and many residents did not close the door. When passing by the door, Qingchen could see the young people dancing and tangled bodies inside.

Qingchen opened the room he rented, walked in, and closed the door.

But the noise outside will not disappear because he closes the door, and the noisy music will still penetrate through the wall.

In the corridor, several young people looked at each other and approached with sticks in their hands. In their eyes, Qingchen might be a resident of the fifth and sixth districts who had just gone bankrupt, so depressed that he was about to come to live in the lower third district.

But this is not important at all. What is important is that Qingchen still has intact organs.

District 9, Pigeon Cage Building.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

There was a rough sound of slapping the door outside the door, and the broken apartment door creaked.

There are also several punched bullet holes on the door of this apartment. Someone outside the door is pressing the bullet holes with a mechanical eye and looking inside like a cat's eye. He is not afraid of the owner of the house.

Qingchen asked calmly: "Who?"

"The Hei Shui Society collects protection fees!" a young voice shouted.

The Hei Shui Society, Qingchen, has an impression of this organization, and it should be the group of people he knocked over with an automatic rifle on the steam train.

The other party makes a living by smuggling, trafficking of women and children, and trafficking of human organs.

Qingchen walked calmly to open the door. As soon as the door opened, a cold pistol reached in outside and pressed against his jaw.

Three young men outside the door squeezed in, and one of them said with a smile: "New, where are you from? Are you ready for protection fees?"

Qingchen slowly retreated: "In the sixth district, the investment in blockchain has gone bankrupt."

"No wonder there are not a single part on your body. It seems that life was pretty good in the past," the young man joked: "How much money do I owe? Do I want me to find a way to make money? Otherwise, you can't even pay the protection fee."

"Why do I have to pay the protection fee?" Qing Chen asked.

"Because our Hei Shui Society is in charge of this entire building, everyone lives here and pays 2,000 yuan a month," said the young man: "If you pay it, you won't die. If you don't have money, I'll find a way to make money."

Qingchen said curiously: "What's the way? I don't sell organs."

"You can also have the opportunity to make money without selling organs," the young man said with a smile: "Have you heard of the Cross Game?"

Qingchen shook his head: "I haven't heard of it."
To be continued...