Build the Traveler Alliance from Scratch

Chapter 64 Modern City
It has been four months since Lin Zhongtian discovered the world of the movie "Embroidered Spring Knife".

During these four months, Lin Zhongtian has been continuously transporting the materials of the Xiuchundao world into the gray mist space.

Today, the gray fog space is quite different from before.

The boundless sea of ​​gray fog was torn in half by Lin Zhongtian's mighty power.

Half of it rises like fresh air, and half sinks like stale air. The two together form a huge cavity, in which a tall and lifeless mountain peak is suspended. There are many sundries such as jade, gold and iron.

Other than that, the entire cavity is nothingness.

Only those silver light balls, under the influence of the gray fog, kept shining bright silver light outside the shattered space, becoming the most dazzling stars in the sky in this nothingness.

Suddenly, a tall golden armored general walked out of the palace on the rocky mountain.

It was Lin Zhongtian's brand new body built with rocks, gold iron, and white jade.

Compared with the body of the previous stone man, the body of this golden armored general has been improved a lot.

It uses metal as its bone, rock as its flesh, golden armor as its exterior, and round white jade as its joints.

All kinds of designs are ingeniously conceived so that the body can move smoothly. The various materials that make up the body have also been compressed countless times to become extremely hard, and can even greatly resist the active erosion of the gray fog.

what does this mean...

It means that even in the outside world, the body of this golden armored general can also have a certain degree of flying ability.

Of course, as long as he is in the gray fog space, all of Lin Zhongtian's body has the ability to fly, but in the outside world, only the gray fog that carries his great will has the real ability to fly.

Others, no matter whether they are stone men or flesh and blood, can only fly indirectly with the gray mist.

In this case, the gray mist will pull against the body affected by gravity, if there is not enough resistance, it will easily cause the gray mist to corrode the body, and then break out of the body.

It is precisely because of this that Lin Zhongtian's main consciousness managed to create the body of this golden armored general.

He has already tested it in the world of "Xiu Chun Knife". Without exceeding the speed of sound, this body can fly unscrupulously for more than three hours, after which there will be a sign of gray fog breaking out of the body.

But as long as you don't fly for three hours at a time, you can ignore this boundary.

After walking out of the palace, the Golden Armored God will step out and instantly move into the nothingness outside the mountain.

Looking at the silver ball of light in the space crack, Lin Zhongtian did not hesitate, and controlled the golden armored general to take a step forward.

In an instant, the surrounding environment has undergone earth-shaking changes, and the originally dead nothingness has turned into a noisy night market.

The deep night market streets, flashing neon signs, and psychedelic colorful colors flood this crowded street.

The roadside stalls are placed in a mess on both sides of the road, and the shouts are mixed with the pop music from the video store behind them, making it difficult for passersby to distinguish clearly.

At this moment, a black van drove slowly from the middle of the road.

Facing the crowded crowd on the road ahead, the strong white man sitting in the driver's seat patted the steering wheel impatiently, and the harsh horn sounded like a note of death, driving the crowded crowd in front of him.

Finally squeezed out of this street, the strong white man spat out the toothpick in his mouth, turned the steering wheel cursing, passed the corner ahead and drove into a deserted and quiet street.

After entering this street, the strong white man stopped hesitating and stepped on the gas pedal.

"boom--"

The black van that accelerated suddenly collided with something.

The strong white man was not wearing a seat belt, so he was caught off guard and slammed into the steering wheel.

Hearing a muffled sound, the strong white man gasped, covered his head, and raised his head grinning.

Blood flowed down his forehead, covering the vision of his right eye together with the long hair on his forehead.

Through the gap between the blood and hair, the strong white man vaguely saw a tall figure standing in front of the car, looking down at him through the cracked front window glass.

Seeing this scene, the burly white man was instantly furious. Without thinking about it, he grabbed the silver pistol on the passenger seat, pushed the door hard and got out of the car, cursing something loudly.

After getting out of the van, the strong white man decisively raised his pistol and pointed it at the figure in front of the car.

But in the next second, he was completely stunned.

On the dim street, a two-meter-tall golden armored god general stood quietly in the middle of the road, lowered his head, and looked down at him indifferently under the neon lights with those piercing eyes inlaid with white jade.

In front of the golden armored general, the front bumper of the black van had been dented.

But the Golden Armor God General himself was unscathed, and there was not even a trace of scratches on the dull golden armor.

The burly white man stared blankly at the golden armored general in front of the car, suddenly let out a loud cry, and pulled the trigger with a face full of horror.

The yellow bullet cut through the air and hit the dull golden armor, leaving only a white mark before being completely bounced off.

"Ding ding ding--"

Sparks from the collision of the bullet and the golden armor bloomed in the air.

Seeing this, the strong white man became even more terrified, and while pulling the trigger, he backed away again and again.

After the magazine was emptied, the strong white man completely lost the courage to confront, threw away the pistol, turned around and ran away in a panic.

Lin Zhongtian looked at his back speechlessly, shook his head, and turned his gaze to the black van in front of him.

I saw two lines of white English words—professional waste disposal—printed on the black body.

According to normal logic, this kind of car should be used for household waste disposal, but the driver is obviously abnormal. Not only does he have a fierce face, he carries a gun with him, but he also has several tattoos on his body.

Lin Zhongtian didn't know the meaning of these tattoos, but he could guess that the other party might be a gang member.

"So, this time it's a modern city, and it's still in Europe and the United States..."

While thinking this way, Lin Zhongtian stepped forward and came to the pistol abandoned by the strong white man, and then manipulated the golden armored general to bend down, picked up the pistol, and looked back and forth.

"Yo, M1911!"

"Good stuff, classic enough!"

Lin Zhongtian played with it enthusiastically for a while, then threw it back casually.

In an instant, the space behind him was torn apart by an unknown force, and a silver ball of light appeared on the dim road, engulfing the silver M1911 pistol.

After Lin Zhongtian came to the black van, the gold-covered boxer easily tore open the rear door.

Inside lay three corpses wrapped in thick plastic wrap to form rice dumplings.

The three corpses are still fresh...

What is this, a big gift package just released in the new dungeon?

Lin Zhongtian was in a good mood, and immediately stretched out a hand.

The gray mist gushed out continuously along the veins in the Golden Armored God General's body, and submerged into the three corpses in front of him.

Five minutes later, the corpse at the farthest corner suddenly moved. A bloody hand tore off the plastic wrap from the inside, and sat up from the broken plastic wrap like a butterfly turning into a cocoon. will look at each other.

With the smooth golden mask, Lin Zhongtian saw the appearance of this body from a human perspective.

He is about sixteen or seventeen years old, with thick black hair, prominent browbones, deep eye sockets, thick and long eyelashes, and a high nose bridge, which makes the whole face full of sculptural three-dimensional beauty.

In the deep eye sockets, the pupils are dark black, mixed with a little dark red, and the thin lips are stained with bright red blood, making him look like a beautiful vampire boy in Twilight at this moment.

"It's pretty handsome..."

Lin Zhongtian raised his eyebrows, quite satisfied with the appearance of this body.

However, the reason why Lin Zhongtian chose to possess this body was not because he was handsome, nor because he had half of the Chinese Han blood in his body, but because of the three corpses, only this one had a gunshot wound. Not on the head.

The brains of the other two corpses were so messed up by the bullets that they could not be possessed at all.

Thinking of this, Lin Zhongtian couldn't help lowering his head, only to see seven or eight gunshot wounds in a mess on that solid chest, two of which were on his heart.

(End of this chapter)