Records of Barton’s Fantastical Events

Seaside Park.

As a landmark that separates Bartons politicians living quarters from Betsy and Knoll, this place cant be considered in public…especially after the last time there was a vicious case of drug addicts violently dying here. , The reputation of this park has always been very bad-it is the kind of “bad place” that others say.

In addition to the relationship between seasons and climate, few people are willing to come here to blow the sea breeze.

Ms. West, yes, Jian, here.

She is walking the dog.

Always dark and swarthy, there is no medium-sized dog of the breed, dangling its tail to catch the ball thrown by West. West glanced sideways at Zac and Mo who came by, took aim, and threw the ball to Zac.

Zach watched the ball that was soaked in dog’s saliva approaching him in the air. With this trajectory, the ball is directed towards his face.

Zac raised his hand to catch the ball and frowned immediately. The touch is really… uncomfortable, wet and sticky.

“Woof!”

The black dog rushed to Zach, “Woof! Woofu!”

Not threatening this sudden interception Of course, those jet-black eyes are expecting Zac to lose the ball.

Zac cast a glance at West, and the other party seemed to have no intention of giving instructions, so Zach was casual. Throw the ball sideways, three times the strength of humans. The black dog watched the trajectory of the ball that was flying away for a while, and then rushed out excitedly…

The’in the way’ passed away. Mo Qing snorted walked towards West. Zach followed.

West found a bench casually and sat down, watching Zach and Mo come over, and said first, “It turns out that I like dogs more than cats.”

It turns out? Does this fact mean that she has “dead” a “cat” and really has a dog?

Zach is not sure if West knows that the black cat is not at all dead…huh, Zach is not sure about the’death’ experience that the black cat professed, whether West made it deliberately “The black cat was raised to death by himself.”

So, Zach is not going to take this conversation at all, and he looks at West around the bench, trying to find out the changes in the other party

West is no longer a god .

Zach’s gaze was noticed by West, and he rolled his eyes, “What is he looking at?”

Mo replied, “He knows that the republic is consecrating the gods.” With a hint of mockery in his tone, “He also knows that you are the vacant position of God. Hmph, he is looking at how you are different.”

“Oh.” West looked up and just walked around. Zach behind her, “Then you will be disappointed, I haven’t changed, I am still me.”

Zac’s browse frowned, it has been seen, West has not changed.

But…how can there be no change…

No matter what culture you are in, a god must be a little bit more than everything else to be a god. It is no longer a lesson from God, why hasn’t there been any change… This… illogical-the logic of any non-god creature, believe oneself infallible! Zach is vulgar.

Feeling Zacs confusion, West cast aside his lips, “Are you disappointed? Its not miserable enough that I was trapped by you in the Federation. Now I am not even a god, I must be Do you think it makes sense to lose something more.”

Uh, what it says… Zach immediately corrected, “No. I’m not disappointed.” Frowning kept it, but seamless Switched to a serious look, looking at West seriously, “I am happy, glad you are okay, you are still the Jian I know, the one from the Republic, saying that he represents the republic and foreign race that is printed and identified.” /p>

is like this. On the way Zach came, he had already figured out the reason why Mo got him out this time. The commission from Zumen’s Office is just… a flashback.

The republic and the gods, which caused the republic and alien races in the Federation to rush back to participate in this only chance to become a god, but the result. Mo has already revealed the reason for this result. Two reasons converge. One is that Jians experience in the Federation made her lose her qualifications to be a god; the other is that the local wizards (ghosts) of the Federation compressed the living space of the true republican alien race by relying on the advantage of the landlord.

Now, Mo is taking Zac to see him, just looking back at the first reason.

The result has become a fact, Zach can only recognize it. Zach naturally doesn’t feel that he has done anything wrong, but because of his advancement of certain events, he has subverted the way other people live in this World. This responsibility can not escape.

At this point, Zach is now in charge-your god position was lost because of me. I won’t say sorry, but I am willing to…start again with you!

You are no longer a representative of the Republic of God, and there is no interest and conspiracy of the Republic of God behind you. We are just two alien races who met in the human city of Barton. We can start again!

Is it right here, it’s quite romantic to think about it~

Mo rolls her eyes very romantically, but she doesn’t speak.

The one who responded to Zach was West, who temporarily chuckled “hehe” unconsciously. Then, “I am not a Jian, Jian is my position in Celestial Court, which is granted by the law itself from time to time. My name. I am not a god now, and this name is not mine anymore.” Okay, that’s understandable, but Zach hasn’t had a chance to ask,’Then what is your real name? ‘West just said, “I’m West, a citizen of Federal Barton, West.” After finishing speaking, he waved to Zach, “Mr. Grande and I…” Pay attention to the title, not Zach, no Torrido is not a vampire. Its Zachs human identity with a polite suffix, The only relationship between me and Mr. Grande is that I once had a friend in the funeral industry called Maddison, and youre the one who doesnt care about his own industry. The terrible Boss.”

Zachs social reaction has been very fast, but it is still temporarily slower than Wests this remark-West, what do you want to express? Is this the rhythm of pretending to be unfamiliar?

Yes, that’s it!

West stretched out his hand, and in the distance, a black dog hurried over happily holding a ball in his mouth. West took the ball back and tossed it in his hand, “If you are optimistic, bye bye. Don’t disturb me playing with my dog.”

Zac is still thinking about the direction of this matter. , Mo had already turned around, looking like he was leaving.

“Keep up.” Mo urged Zach, “We have one more stop.”

What do you mean? Zach was a little confused.

West turned his face and hated himself, Zach could accept it. Mo encouraged West to retaliate for losing his position, and Zach could accept it. But what is the situation now?

West’s statement is that she has no desires and desires now, and just wants to live a good life for West? Literally it seems to be like this, and in action…the same is true-she loves dogs more than cats!

“Huh! Do you sometimes do not understand?” Mo walked in front, turned around and mocked Zac, “You ask me~ Ask, I will explain it to you~”

Zach pouted, “Please tell me, what do you mean by taking me to see West?” Not only did he ask, but also the word’please’~

” Do you know what changes happened to West who lost his position?”

“So she really changed?”

“Of course. God is not so easy to be a god, nor is it So easy to improper~” Mo shrugged, “The change is that she has no home~”

Zac thought for a while before answering, “You mean she is in the god of your republic In the Celestial Court where she lives, there is no place.”

Nodded, “Yes, not only the Celestial Court, but also the Republic. In this life, she will never be able to return to the Republic~”

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Zac frowned and continued to ask, “Why?”

“You are stupid~ She is the one who once held the position of “Jian”~ The new God of “Jian”, also Will she be allowed to appear in the field of vision and threaten her godhood~”

Zac froze for a moment. West, there is no home.

Mo turned his head and glanced at Zac, his face cold, “Understood, you put her, a god who was once the top of the world, to force her to be’West’ in this life.”

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Zach wants to turn around and come back to West again…not to do anything, just to…

“Don’t froze, follow, say, there is one stop left. “Mo continued to stride ahead.