"Even myself, I think I am a clown, and I think I only know how to make fun of others, please others, and live a life of silence."

"The weak can only survive in this way."

"But is this important? It's not important. Nothing is more important than living. Oh, by the way, you don't understand, after all, you're dead."

Flask: "…"

Li Changge opened his eyes.

There was no wave in those eyes that were as flashing as stars.

"So, I decided that this time, I would go to the end, the last, and the last. It is said that the person who goes to the end can be 'alive' again."

“Many people say that living requires a reason.”

"But do you really need a reason to live?" Li Changge shook his head and smiled even more: "Is it necessary? No. Is it necessary? No. Is it necessary?"

A faint sigh came from the flask again: "Small human."

Li Changge smiled: "Yes, this is human beings. But don't forget that your future is being grabbed by the 'small' human beings you call it, pinch it flat and roll it into a round, do whatever you want. If you shout out, there will be no 'small human beings' to save you, understand?"

The flask fell silent in an instant.

"But, I changed my mind."

"oh?"

"Tell me, how can I revive you?"

In the flask, the thin black gas suddenly became rich and rolled violently in the sealed flask.

For example, using this "special effect" to show the violent fluctuations in the "heart" of the black gas from the side.

But suddenly.

The flask said quickly in a rapid voice: "Quick, put me away."

Li Changge was slightly stunned.

But he did not hesitate and immediately put the flask back into the [props].

After a few minutes.

The flask reappeared among Li Changsinger.

"I know where they are."

"Um?"

"In the sea of ​​clouds, nothing can escape the eyes of 'it'."

"who."

"Hehehehehe...Poseidon."

...

...

Not long ago.

"There is something wrong with this account!"

Yi Lin is very sure.

There is no pure coincidence in the world.

If so, it would be a coincidence.

Yi Lin believes that his powerful talented skill, "Grip of Annihilation", has a very clear written probability of triggering the "Annihilation" effect.

But "positive correlation" is correlation, and "negative correlation" is also correlation.

Yi Lin speculated that the second possibility is greater. In other words, the lower the lucky attribute, the easier it is to trigger the "annihilation" effect.

And [Blessings of the Gunman] is able to specify a certain target and let the lucky value fall down.

This "initial prop" is used on other people, perhaps just not hurt or itchy.

Can it be used on yourself?

Although Yi Lin is not 100% sure, through observation and reasoning, he feels that there is more than 90% possibility that this will be unfolded.

"My talent skills and initial props are not generated randomly. It is because of a special reason, which appears in the 'props'."

"Not to mention why talented skills are so practical, the five initial props, including the 'Question Mark Sword', must have some reason for their existence. Even if some props seem useless at the moment, they may play an unexpected role in specific scenarios and opportunities."

Yi Lin's eyes swept over the five "initial props".

"These five initial props are more like a specific 'choice' than 'random'?"

"But who chose this?"

Yi Lin lowered her head.

Suddenly, a ridiculous thought flashed through his mind.

“Is it…’me?”

...

...

In the dark cave, I don’t know where to go.

The air was filled with the smell of moist soil. From the depths of the cave, a fishy smell came faintly, from where it came from.

Emperor Wang Tian is very sure.

It really smells like shit.

He is a dog, a dignified and waterless male dog, and no one knows the sense of smell better than him.

The four walls of the cave are covered with prism-like barbs.

The grey prism barbs look dull outside. Ironically, in the dark caves, these prisms that look dull provide the only light.

However, this vision is optional for dogs.

Anyone who knows something about dogs knows that when a dog touches the world and develops a "cognition" about things around him, he relies more on smell and hearing than on vision.

On the other side.

After Ying Xia was silent for a moment, she looked at Zhao Taigan and asked slowly: "Why are you hiding it from your kid?"

The words refer to Zhao Yulong.

Zhao Taigan shook his head.

"You don't know that Mo Rendi is his idol."

Seeing Ying Xia’s expression of confusion, Zhao Taigan smiled bitterly:
Chapter completed!