At the end of the battle last night, Zheng Yi received a "tip" from Annu Tassamet to let him leave as soon as possible.

This is really unpleasant.

The water cannon's spout was still dripping holy water. The battlefield had not been cleaned up yet, the cheers and moans had not subsided, and the blush on everyone's faces had not dissipated... Isn't this saying: "Get out after ejaculation"?

Is this what a serious world consciousness should say?

Although Zheng Yi was unhappy, he knew one truth: respecting the strong means respecting his own life.

After all, the world consciousness is too mysterious and even exceeds the level of God. It is considered a curse to say that He is a God. While others are willing to say hello, don’t be ignorant and go away!

Zheng Yi felt the anxiety of Annu Tassamet's world, and quickly greeted Ellie and immediately traveled through time. He walked so urgently that he didn't even care about such important things as supply.

But there is nothing to do about this.

Blackstone Fort has just been restored, and all supplies have to be transported from nearby camps and villages, and there are hundreds of people waiting to be distributed, which is really not suitable for large amounts of supplies.

Zheng Yi stood on his viewing platform and saw that the "fish pond" became a "wish pond". Rog, the explorer, and the tavern owner in Annu Tassamet's world prayed to him one by one. The halos were layered, and if they really wanted to deal with them one by one, I'm afraid that the hourglass had leaked out and had not finished watching it.

A clear line of separation from it is the prayer from the world of Iruveda.

It is also a golden halo, mostly humans, and occasionally there are two dwarves who hope that "Maiya" can bring a message to Aoli - it's like the girl in the class asking Zheng Yi to forward a love letter to the school grass roommate in the same dormitory.

If Zheng Yi hadn't been able to do anything, I really wanted to make them sober!

Moreover, the human prayers here are far less than those of the Rogge girls, and they are all praying for strength, power, and wealth... Zheng Yi really doesn't know how he is, or why, to satisfy them. This is all because the Enus of Iruvida are too outdated and do not even have the consciousness of priesthood, which makes humans unable to find a partner if they want to be superstitious.

Zheng Yi sat on the gray fog for a while and estimated the refractory period of Annu Tassamet: slightly longer than ten days. He has not found the key to the refractory period, so he doesn't know why the reason has increased the closure time of Annu Tassamet.

Iruveda was summoning him, although it was not urgent, but it was still sincere.

Zheng Yi thought, and the ring of stars appeared on his tail finger in an instant, and a light flashed on the mirror. He stood up and his eyes fell on the cluster of Iruvida.

The golden angel appeared beside the star cluster and loudly declared to the entire multiverse:

“Awaiting your sacred arrival!”

Zheng Yi flew towards Iruvida.

Entering the spiritual world, the heroic spirits in the green light and light clouds pay tribute to him.

Through the film of the world, a chuckle, ambiguous, curious, and appreciated eyes came from the starry sky.

Zheng Yi felt much more comfortable. He soon arrived at the place where he left last time, a valley outside the Zhunbao, and it took only ten minutes to ride a motorcycle to Zhunbao. Although he didn't mind others' noticed that he suddenly disappeared, it seemed more ritualistic to go away and travel further.

Damn, this ceremony was just broken by Annu Tassamet!

Zheng Yi now has a lot of objection to Annu Tassamet, but he has no choice but to continue to heat up and shine for Annu Tassamet's just cause in ten days and a half months. He thought that Annu Tassamet must be secretly happy: "I just like the way you can't stand me and have to work hard..." Alas, if his life is this novel, the author must be a stepmother who abuses the master.

The rompus seemed to have asthma, and the engine was panting and carrying Zheng Yi towards the candle castle.

A circle of low walls had been erected outside the candle castle, which was the future inner city wall. The human guards wrapped in spider silk cloak saw Zheng Yi and raised the weapon in his hand:

“Salute to you, the great Slakotel!”

Zheng Yi once again felt countless lights flowing towards his spiritual realm, joining it, and increasing his momentum. And this time he felt the tremor of the world more clearly, and these lights flowed from Iruvida. They made the world closer to his own light cloud realm.

"Thank you, thank you." Zheng Yi waved to the two guards, and the motorcycle panted and coughed.

——Slakotel, Demon Slayer.

This is a dialect in the north, and Zheng Yi was secretly happy.

It is so interesting that the names that the locals sincerely recognize and can produce changes in the world consciousness level.

Maybe I will be able to sense heroic spirits in Iruvita soon and use advanced skills.

With his face scan, Zheng Yi successfully entered the candlestick. He originally expected a guard to stop him, conduct strict inspections, and then praise him for his conscientious duties... However, there were no such guards. Everyone called him "Slakotel" when they saw him, and they were full of honor. If they wanted to say something, they would never be "please show their ID."

As soon as Zheng Yi entered the candlestick, he saw the newly planned area. The ground was marked with chalk, and vendors built temporary shops with small tree trunks, leather and coarse cloth. This was mainly a place where humans and dwarves exchanged bulk goods. Dwarves mainly use ore, while humans mainly use silk fabrics.

Among the many shops, Zheng Yi finally found a shop selling food. Just as he went over to see what he could stock up on, he heard someone shouting:

"Hi, Slakotel!"

Zheng Yi turned around and saw Yi Erwen with silver hair. She smiled brightly and was wrapped in a spider silk cloak. Ms. Yafana's gift supported the back of the cloak in the form of a rattan pole, which further proved that Zheng Yi did not recognize the wrong person.

"Hey, Eerwen." Zheng Yi smiled and said, "Your silver hair and this cloak are so good."

Yierwen was very happy to hear such praise and said:

"Thank you very much for your attention, but your human name doesn't sound nicer than 'Ancaolimon', and it's said to be the Demon Slayer, it's really bad."

Zheng Yi did not understand the value judgment of the elves and said, "Whatever you do. How are you doing recently? What about Stone Calmon and the others."

Earwen said: "Everyone is not used to dwarfs' cave dwellings, so he still lives in Fort Luck. The Baron arranged a nice room for us in the inner city. I'll just go out for a walk today, uh, with a friend."

"What kind of friend makes you embarrassed to speak up? Boyfriend?" Zheng Yi teased.

"Oh, it's much more shame than that." Eerwen looked around and shouted, "Ms. Fiona, your Slakotel is here!"

Zheng Yi suddenly didn't remember who "Ms. Fiona" was. In a blink of an eye, he saw the eldest Baron Porsson carrying half a sword on his back and running over quickly.

Zheng Yi shook his head at Yierwen: "Yerwen, you never yelled before."

"People often say: You have to wear a fur coat when you arrive in the north." Eerwen said: "We elves also say: we should sing different songs in different forests."
Chapter completed!