Chapter 769 Fat Doctor

"White-faced alien slaves, you sneak attack villains, how dare you be so arrogant when you see the true God!" Lake looked at the two tall white-faced aliens with contempt in his eyes.

"Back off!" Lake roared angrily and raised his right hand.

A bolt of thought power erupted directly from Lake's palm, knocking the bodies of the two white-faced aliens away.

One of the white-faced aliens was hit with his head by a billboard on the roadside while his body was being blown away. His head was cut open by the sharp metal above the billboard.

There was no blood left on the neck of this white-faced alien. What came out was a bunch of blue-white thin threads, squirming like a bunch of bugs.

Seeing the blue-white threadworms flowing out of the alien's wound, Lake was even more convinced that his idea was correct.

However, after using a mental attack, Lake also felt a little tired.

There were two white-faced aliens left, one tall and one short. After looking at their dead companions, they looked at Lake with a confused expression, and then they continued to rush towards Lake.

"After I recover my power, I will settle the score with you again!" Lake activated his mind again, this time moving a large trash can on the street and hitting the two white-faced aliens.

Then Lake took the time while the two white-faced men were resisting the trash can, and he ran into the corridor on the street.

"Since this soul-moving city is my little world, even if it is controlled by slaves like the white-faced monster, I seem to be able to control some of my abilities!" Lake thought to himself, trying to change the environment he had just run into the corridor.

Sure enough, in the corridor, which was directly changed by Lake, a staircase appeared. This staircase passed through the corridor where Lake was now and led directly to the tall building opposite.

Lake quickly ran up the stairs, and immediately canceled the stairs after running over them.

Then, Lake imagined a few more doors and tried to walk into the door, away from the place where he met the white-faced monster just now.

During the run, whenever he encountered a dead end, Reike imagined a door and entered it. After running for more than half an hour, Reike felt that he had run very far.

The changes in the city began to gradually stop. Lake found that he could no longer control the city with his thoughts. Now he could no longer change the city's architecture.

Lake estimated that although he was the true God of Creator, he could only have a small part of the control over the soul-shifting city when these white-faced monster slaves began to change the environment of the soul-shifting city at midnight. Quan, he can only change the surrounding environment during this period.

At this time, when the city stops changing and the humans in the city wake up, they will not be able to change the surrounding environment.

Now the people in the city who were previously unconscious are all awake.

These people who woke up at almost the same time were not aware of anything that happened before they were unconscious. After the men regained consciousness, they began to move and talk as if they had not been unconscious.

When Lake saw this, he couldn't help but sigh at the power of his small world in the soul-shifting city.

Lake thought that as the true God of Creator, he could have such a magical little world. No wonder those white-faced alien slaves were plotting to rob his little world. If he wanted to accept servants in the future, he would not accept aliens.

The top priority now is to go to Shell Beach quickly so that he can restore the magic power of his true creator God.

Lake tried to look up the bus map, asked the taxi driver to take a taxi, and even looked up the subway.

But no one knows the location of Shell Beach. Lake also tried looking at the map and taking the subway and bus several times in the city, but he couldn't reach Shell Beach.

Lake discovered that once the city's traffic reaches the edge of the city, it turns into a maze-like passage that will eventually circle back into the city.

This soul-moving city is a closed city, but the humans in the city cannot feel this at all. The people in the city are still living seemingly normal lives.

Lake rummaged through his belongings again. In addition to the small postcard from Shell Beach, he also had a wallet.

The wallet contained ID and some cash.

Lake looked at his ID card. His name was Venerable No. 2, and there was an address underneath, which should be his residence.

Lake called another taxi and asked the driver to take him to this residence.

The subordinate who called him in the phone booth before was now unable to be contacted by Lake. Lake was going to go back to his residence to have a look. If this subordinate wanted to find him, Lake felt that he would go to his residence and leave some information.

"I guess you need to ask this subordinate at Shell Beach to find out. The passage leading to Shell Beach should have been blocked by the white-faced alien slaves. The white-faced alien slaves are afraid of themselves, their masters, regaining their divine power." Lake thought, there are always bad people who want to harm him, the true God of Creator.

More than twenty minutes later, the taxi took Lake to an old-fashioned villa.

Reike got out of the car and checked the address on his ID card. It was the villa in front of him, but Reike had no memory of this villa at all.

Lake walked to the front of the villa, and the door was locked.

But this did not prevent Lake from opening the door. Lake, who already had the power of his mind, put his right hand on the door lock. "Creak!" The door opened.

Lake stepped in and came to the living room.

"Venerable No. 2, you are back!" A woman came down from upstairs.

"I have lost my memory! Who are you? Do you know me?" Lake asked the woman.

"I'm your wife. Come and sit down. The security guard called just now and said that you were suspected of a murder. What happened, Venerable No. 2!" The woman came to Lake and said.

"Has anyone else come to see me?" Lake asked the woman.

Suddenly, the woman took out a laser gun and opened fire on Lake.

Blue light shot out quickly, but Lake started to be on guard after entering the villa.

Due to his complete amnesia, Lake now considers everyone a potential enemy.

Lake dodged sideways, raised his hand and activated his will power again. The head of the energy gun bent directly and then exploded. The woman who claimed to be his wife was also hit by Lake and hit the wall behind.

Lake raised his left hand, controlled the fruit knife on the table, and hovered in front of the woman's eyeballs.

"You are also my slave, and you have betrayed me, the true God of Creator!" Lake said blankly, walking to the wall and looking at the woman.

"Venerable No. 2, you, a player on Earth, are alert enough. Let me go, and I promise not to attack you again! If you kill me, you will be wanted in this dungeon world, and it will be more difficult to complete your mission!" The woman asked Lake with an expression on her face.

"I am your master, I am the true God of Creator, and I am still afraid of being wanted!" Lake sneered.

After hearing this, the woman looked at Lake blankly. She didn't expect that the Earth player she met this time turned out to be an arrogant lunatic. This was not easy to handle.

"Let me go, and I can try to help you complete your mission!" the woman said to Lake.

"Do you know where Shell Beach is?" Lake asked.

After hearing Lake's question, the woman still looked disapproving.

"I don't know, but if someone knows, I can take you to him!" the woman said.

After hearing this, Lake directly controlled the suspended fruit knife and stabbed it into the woman's brain, killing the slave who dared to assassinate him.

"Congratulations to Player No. 2, for killing a Hidden Universe player. The reward will be increased after clearing the level!" The voice of Zhutian Online prompts sounded in Lake's mind.

At this time, Lake had no idea who the voice of Zhutian Online was. He looked around and found no one.

The reason why Lake killed this woman was because he felt that her words were not credible.

Since this woman didn't know the location of Shell Beach and wanted to assassinate him just now, Lake decided to strike first.

After all, using your mind power also consumes money. Kill this woman first, so as not to consume too much of your mind power, and then be killed by this woman who doesn't know the details.

"Who has the guts to come out!" Lake said softly, but no one in the villa answered.

At this time, there were footsteps outside the door, and a security guard had arrived outside the villa and was knocking on the door.

Lake looked at the woman's body lying on the ground beside the wall and decided to leave the villa first.

There is no information here that I am looking for. If I stay here and get entangled by the humans in this soul-shifting city, it will become troublesome.

Lake then chose to jump out of the window and leave the villa.

After running a short distance away from the villa, Lake continued walking on the street.

As Lake walked, he thought that the only one who knew the location of Shell Beach now was the slave who used the street phone booth to talk to him. Only by finding him could he hope to find Shell Beach and regain his divine power.

But Lake couldn't remember the appearance of the slave at all.

Lake tried to remember the location of Shell Beach, but couldn't.

Lake walked for a while and came to a relatively dark street. A fat man in black clothes walked over and bumped Lake's shoulder.

"Venerable No. 2, follow me!" The fat man in black clothes whispered as he passed by Lake.

When Lake heard this voice, he recognized that the voice was the slave who had talked to him in the phone booth before.

"Do you know where Shell Beach is?" Lake asked the fat man walking quickly in front of him.

"This is not a good place to talk. Come with me first!" The fat man in black replied to Lake in a low voice and continued walking quickly.

Soon the fat man in black came to the front of a wall, raised his hand, and a door was directly transformed into the original wall.

Lake discovered that the fat man in black also had the ability to change the environment in the Soul-shifting City. It could be used not only at midnight, but also when people in the city were not unconscious. It was better than him to change the Soul-shifting City. The environmental approach is pretty good.

The fat man in black quickly opened the door and walked in.

Lake also followed in cautiously.

Inside is a small room with a long table and a few chairs, and a light bulb above the room.

The fat man in black then closed the door and sat on the chair looking at Lake.

"Venerable No. 2, it's relatively safe here. Those white-faced aliens can't find this room for the time being. I secretly built this before! Let me introduce myself. You can call me Dr. Fat. I'm now surrounded by white-faced aliens. People forced me to prepare some memory potions for them, but I have normal memory, I am a human, and I know the secret of this soul-moving city." The fat man in black said to Lake.

"Do you work for those slaves of the white-faced people? Did you know me before, as the No. 2 Venerable Creator God? You also know that this small world of soul-shifting city is my magic weapon. How did I end up being slaves of these white-faced aliens? Framed to take away control of this magic weapon?" Lake asked the fat doctor in front of him with his fists clenched, ready to beat him first if he gave a bad answer.

"The Great Creator?" After hearing this, the fat doctor looked at Lake with some depression. He finally found a special individual Lord No. 2 who was mutated under the memory potion of the white-faced man. Unexpectedly, Lord No. 2 looked so energetic. there is a problem.

Although this No. 2 Venerable has some ability to control this soul-moving city, he seems to be crazy.

"Fat Doctor, answer my question!" Lake shouted to the Fat Doctor in front of him.

"Venerable Creator No. 2, I don't know how those insidious white-faced aliens stole your magic weapon. But you have to be careful now, these white-faced alien slaves are arresting you! I am Your loyal slave!" After thinking about it for a while, the Fat Doctor decided to follow Lake's words.

The Fat Doctor knows that he can't wait any longer. If he waits any longer, those white-faced aliens will kill him once their race is extinct or if their research progresses and they get rid of the problem of group thinking that cannot make progress. .

"When I regain my divine power, I will make you the Fat Protector! Those white-faced alien slaves will have nothing to fear once I regain my divine power!" Lake said confidently.

The fat doctor sitting next to him felt that his future was worrying after hearing Lake's words. It seems that this Venerable No. 2 person is really crazy. It is estimated that his memory has been changed too many times and there is something wrong with his head.

But fortunately, even though Lord No. 2 is crazy, he still knows that the white-faced alien is a bad guy, and he also knows that this soul-moving city is not a normal city. There is no need for the fat doctor to explain this.

"True God No. 2, Venerable No. 2, I have researched a memory-stimulating potion. After injecting it into you, it will restore your divine power. But I can't take that potion out of the core base of the white-faced alien. You need to go with me. , so that I can inject you. After the injection, if your strength is restored, you can kill all these white-faced alien slaves!" The fat doctor said to Lake, and he decided to take a gamble.

Working under these terrifying white-faced aliens, the Fat Doctor feels like he won't live much longer.

The Fat Doctor decided to give it a try and see if this madman No. 2 could defeat the white-faced alien after being injected with his memory-stimulating potion.

Of course, the Fat Doctor had never tested that medicine on anyone before. Theoretically, people like Venerable No. 2 who have self-awakened and mutated their bodies have a certain chance of remembering all the tampered memory experiences after being injected with his medicine.

Once these memories are recalled, as long as Lord No. 2 does not suffer a mental breakdown, his mental power will skyrocket and he will become even more powerful than the white-eyed alien.

Of course, it is also possible to fail. After injecting his medicine, his memory will collapse and he will die or become a lunatic.

But the Fat Doctor looked at the No. 2 Master next to him and thought that the No. 2 Master was already crazy anyway, and he was no longer afraid of the side effects of injecting his memory-stimulating potion.