Demon Change the Earth

　　 "A great existence from afar.

　　You are a person with the authority to live in the astral world!

　　You are the master, growth promoter, and debugger of alien beasts.

　　 You are the master of change, the essence of evolution, and the power of raising miracles!

　　 I, a lucky person who got a bit of embers, glory and opportunity from you, hereby call you piously and pray for you.

　　 Pray for your strength and guide me to the sea of ​​consciousness! "

　　 As soon as the solemn prayers fell, the six-pointed star structure was lit up, the mysterious halo rendered the entire room, and all the objects were gone.

　　 A strong gravitational force appeared on the top of Ma Liang's head, and at the same time an unstoppable drowsiness hit, and in the next second, he "slept" over.

　　 was at a loss, feeling the body from which my soul had escaped, passing through all tangible and intangible limitations without weight, and leaping upward.

　　 Soon, Ma Liang "woke up" and realized what was happening now, feeling that his soul was wrapped up, quickly approaching a warm place above.

　　 There is no body, the consciousness and thinking carried by the free soul.

　　 This kind of experience is something Ma Liang has never experienced before, and neither did the old time and space.

　　 Can't see, can't say, can't move independently, there is no feedback signal from the outside, only the traction directly acting on the soul and consciousness.

　　 Ma Liang feels flying, feels close!

　　 There is no sorrow or joy, no anger or anger, as if out of the body, all emotions and scum in human nature are removed, and the purity of the soul is welcome.

　　 is near!

　　 In the next moment, he plunged into the warm traction source, and the "eyes" lit up, like a drop of water falling into the sea.

The endless warmth buried him, and the endless abundance made him escape from the state of drifting and helplessness. Ma Liang instinctively tried to retrieve the familiar perception. In the next moment, the "body" came back again, all kinds of familiar nerve signals and pulses, One works in the mind.

　　 "Wow!" With a sound, his upper body protruded from the water, and when he looked around, he found himself floating on a piece of sea.

　　 The sky is very low and low, like a tangible light curtain.

　　 The sea is very green and green, and it's sticky like jelly!

　　 The strange space is like a scene drawn with watercolor brushes, extremely distorted and without boundaries.

　　 is just the end of the line of sight, only the dark green fog can cover everything.

　　 The only land is an island in front of it.

　　 Looking around, there are many black spots like him, looking at everything around him blankly, excitedly, and fearfully.

　　The sea of ​​consciousness?

　　 Ma Liang began to swim, toward the small island ahead.

　　 Many people also started to swim.

　　 The small island is not far away. Ma Liang did not feel the resistance of the sea water at all, but felt the warmth from it.

　　 is like a fish, faster and faster.

　　 When he set foot on the island, he realized that he was not the first visitor. Many, many masked "stickers" were already on it.

　　 Look at himself again.

　　 is also a "stick man".

　　 The body and limbs with black lines are as simple as a pencil drawing, and the body is thin like a piece of paper, with a round head on top, and a mask with green fangs.

　　 Is it to save resources?

　　 Ma Liang subconsciously viewed all this from the perspective of the creator (pseudo), which gave him a global view, confidence and confidence.

　　 There is no “novice guide” on the island, and there is no communication between stickmen, but everyone’s experience is similar, and everyone knows the purpose of coming here.

　　 The "stick men" behind him came ashore one after another, and there were many "stick men" on the shore rushing towards them.

　　 Then...

　　 with big eyes and small eyes.

　　 But soon, a stickman broke the silence and wrote on the ground with his feet.

　　 "I am James Lee Jett, a lucky guy who is as fortunate as you, thank God, thank the great [God of Business]!"

　　 "Listen, guys, I know why you are here. I can help you, and you can help me. To put it bluntly, I will buy everything from the Extraordinary Species and sell the potion materials you urgently need.

　　 "Remember high prices, gold, dollars, euros, any currency, any payment method, any range in the world."

　　 Ma Liang looked at it and thought.

　　 Someone has seized the business opportunity so quickly and started buying low and selling high?

　　 Many people began to negotiate with this James, but Ma Liang quietly left and walked to the depths of the island.

　　The densely packed "stickers" look exactly the same, and the mask represents the identity of the guiding force.

　　 Including all the preset sequences, there are only fifteen kinds.

　　The barriers to communication have caused some people to wait and see, and some people move around.

　　 Ma Liang walked to the first "stall" booth, looked at the demand and sold things written on the ground, shook his head, and walked to the next booth.

　　 There are many stickmen, they are all pasted together like pieces of paper. It is impossible to estimate the number, but the lucky people from all over the world are gathered here. I think the number should be huge.

　　 It's just that Ma Liang doesn't know how many fragments there are. This question is left to the Creator (pseudo) to actually grasp it.

　　 By the way, there is another text translation problem.

　　 Ma Liang thought as he walked, and soon reacted. At this time, what are you doing considering the details?

　　 It is serious to seize the time to get the main material.

　　 Next, he browsed through the stalls.

　　 Many people are selling them, and many people are asking for them. After all, they are all Sequence 9 potions formulas, and there are only 15 types.

　　 Many people have found their own main materials for sale, but due to the constraints of communication methods, they lie together, write and draw on the ground, talk about excitement, and dance.

　　 That style of painting...

He knew it shouldn’t, but he still felt funny~www.ltnovel.com~ Maybe it was luck. Before a booth, Ma Liang found the selling information of his main material, but many people have already started bidding. Looking at their masks, it turns out that they all have to go through the [breeders] route.

　　 Ma Liang joined the bidding.

　　Gold and U.S. dollars are not the most popular payment methods.

　　 The main material is redeemed and everyone is happy.

　　 But Ma Liang has his own assassin!

　　 The extra piece was taken out, and it defeated all the competitors.

　　 Now it's the turn of the stall owner to be calm.

　　 Fragment!

　　 Many people didn’t get 3 yuan

　　 Sequence 8 requires six pieces.

　　 Now the fragments are hard to find, even if there is surplus, who would exchange them?

　　 What will happen after that?

　　 will definitely break through the sky-high price.

　　 Ma Liang knows that as long as the time and space turbulence does not disappear, the part of the "source" intercepted by the new system will cause a steady stream of fragments to appear.

　　 Later is the time to reflect the value of fragments.

　　 Now I can completely make a time difference to change my urgent needs.

　　The transaction was concluded soon.

　　 Ma Liang not only exchanged two main materials, but also piggybacked 1 million US dollars as a bonus.

　　 can come up with two main materials at once, this stall owner is not a person, but an organization.

　　 Interesting, quasi-sequencer organization?

　　 After an appointment was made, Ma Liang withdrew from the sea of ​​consciousness.

　　 How long has passed since, commercial activities have appeared, and organization guilds have also surfaced.

　　 Looking at the real world again, there is still a lot of noise, ordinary people are still worried about biochemical viruses from outer space.

　　 Everyone knows what kind of undercurrent is being bred under such a trend.