Chapter 1132 The Life of the Gods

Dufferin was dumbfounded, and said in a daze: "It turns out that I don't have the ability of Groundhog Day. I was just attracted by a certain existence. Everything I experienced before is illusory! It's all fake!"

He laughed bitterly, lowered his head, with great disappointment.

"Fool!" The tramp slapped him hard, almost knocking him into the ground, "Do you think this is all fake? Wrong, the evolution in this illusion is all based on the information and logic of the real world Organized, that is to say, the information and knowledge you find in the illusion can also be used in reality!"

Hearing this, Dufferin's eyes brightened, without saying a word, he immediately ran towards a car.

Since the tramp doesn't kill himself, what are you waiting for? Hurry up to find your own alien species.

Just when he ran to the front of the car, he suddenly froze, turned his head and asked the homeless man in the distance:

"Sir, can you tell me one thing? Am I still in a daze?"

"Of course I'm still in the maze. Have you forgotten? I just said that the scene I saw after waking up was inconsistent with the scene I remembered in my mind. When will the scene I saw after waking up be different?" , when the scene information is newer than what I remember in my mind, it means that we have returned to reality, or that great god has updated the initial scene information of the game..."

"So you've been rambling so much, in fact, you can only be sure about this time, not the future, right?" Dufferin understood completely this time.

The tramp had nothing to say, but spread his hands.

Dufferin sat down on the ground, but he didn't give up, he just wanted to rest for a while and fight again.

However, the next moment, he was grabbed by the tramp.

"Come with me, I have a great idea..."

The tramp gave a mysterious smile.

Dufferin didn't understand what the other party was going to do, until the other party brought him to an old man wearing the clothes of Lord Xizhou and drinking expensive wine.

"This guy got a hereditary title and a heterogeneous family through piracy. I've wanted to beat him for a long time... because he gave you the best excuse to resist." set aside.

Then, under the astonished gaze of the lord, he punched up.

Dufferin finally sees what a real battle between aliens looks like:

That's not at all a scene that a movie could film.

There are many phantoms, the scene is upside down, appearing and disappearing from time to time, making the eyes dazzled.

There was a bit of punching and kicking at the beginning, but in the end he couldn't see the two of them at all.

Because clusters of blue-black mist emerged from the two of them and diffused, completely blocking his sight.

He can only see blue and black blending, confronting, devouring, annihilating...

It ends with the bum being thrown out.

"What are you mad about, Maturin?" the Lord straightened his clothes, put on a new glass of wine, and said calmly, "Perhaps you were infected by those madmen. But you should know that there is no such thing as fifty years old." Work hard, you can't beat me, and the premise is that I have been lying down for fifty years."

"Hmph!" The homeless man didn't speak, and then slapped Dufferin to death who was watching the excitement...

In the alleys of the small town again.

After Dufferin woke up, he had a little understanding of what the tramp wanted to do.

It's just that he still has some doubts. Didn't the other party say that he is a person favored by God?

Why dare to kill him?

Confused, he turned around and ran away when he saw the homeless man.

But the tramp still caught him this time, said the same thing to him as before, and went to the old lord again.

It was the same fight again.

Dufferin read, ready to die.

He carefully watched the opponent's battle content, which was actually a big gain for him!

He had never known the complete battle process of aliens before, but only learned a little bit from online videos.

I only know that the opponent's speed, strength, and accuracy far exceed ordinary people, and they fight like super fighters.

However, today's battle told him that it was only a very, very small aspect.

In the combat techniques used by the homeless man, he has seen that at least there are curses, hallucinations, restrictions... There should be more content, but he has not seen it.

Such a battle cycle lasted for forty rounds.

Dufferin also died forty times.

And the tramp is getting closer and closer to victory. He has seized the opponent's weakness twice, but failed to take advantage of it because of the gap in strength.

Of course, he couldn't see it. He heard this from the old lord. When the old man said it, his expression was very surprised and dignified.

When the tramp was about to challenge the old lord again, he suddenly heard a man and a woman, one big and one small talking.

"Xiao Huan, you are naughty again. You dare to break the bottom line I set for you. Today I really want to beat you hard!"

"Hmph, only adults are allowed to set fires, but children are not allowed to light lamps, I always hear you are a cheapskate!"

"Slap!" There was a sound of a big slap on the butt.

"Ah, grandma, help!"

This time when he woke up again, he still appeared in the alley.

He vaguely understood that this time, he should have returned to reality.

As for the voices I heard at the end, it should be the dialogue between the gods. I didn't expect the lives of the gods to be like that, probably from the Greek gods.

Sure enough, after waiting for a while, he found that no zombies appeared.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and then wanted to slip away quietly.

But the next moment, the homeless man stood in front of him again, looking at him with a little confusion and a little solemnity.

Dufferin knew that the other party had lost the memory of the last time he was lost.

He hurriedly said: "This time it's the real world, not a lost world anymore."

The homeless man suddenly smiled: "Thank you for reminding me, but I really can't tell if this is an illusion or reality."

Then he grabbed Dufferin and lifted him up.

It was only then that Dufferin realized that the two were still in opposing positions, although in the illusion, they had a lot of friendship.

"Let go of me, have you forgotten that I am a person favored by God?"

"Yeah, I just forgot, thank you for reminding me." The tramp didn't let go of his hand.

Dufferin didn't struggle. After seeing the opponent fight dozens of times, he knew that these were useless.

He just chattered: "Don't you worry, if you hurt me, will you be punished by God?"

"Haha, don't you understand? The protagonist after the curtain call is no longer the protagonist... Remember Superman? Everyone knows how powerful he is on TV, but how many people know that he is behind the curtain call , died of a broken neck?" the homeless man said lightly.

Dufferin didn't panic. He was not a coward, nor was he afraid of death.

Suddenly, he thought of a way that could definitely save him, which was the final reason why the tramp took him to challenge the old lord before.

"I can tell you how you beat that old pirate man!"

"Hehe, that's why I like dealing with smart people the most. It's so worry-free."

The tramp said so, and left with Dufferin.

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"Crack. Crack. Crack!"

"Wooooow!"

Wenren was promoted to his home.

He never hit a woman, and today is an exception.

What should be guided, persuaded, and set an example for children... Facts have proved that these are not as effective as the bus.

Because children nowadays don't want to hear your stuff, and those things can't resist the temptation of mobile phones, tablets, computers, game consoles, etc...

Just like Xiao Huan now, no matter how much reason he has, he can't resist the fun he brings to her from playing with life.

"Xiao Huan, don't blame your father for beating you. Playing with other people's lives is a big taboo, and it will easily lead you to the path of the devil." Ouyang Ling said earnestly.

"Why can he do it?" Xiao Huan asked stubbornly.

Wen Rensheng's beating her is really hurting now, which is different from the previous beatings. This time, Wen Rensheng directly attacked his own phantom seed, which is tantamount to making her feel pain through self-mutilation.

"I was licensed by a formal organization, with the management and maintenance capabilities of a formal organization, and I was deducing the mage system and doing serious things."

"I'm also doing serious business. I discovered the threat to me from the Destiny Society, so I have to find a solution through deduction." Xiao Huan immediately forcibly defended himself.

"Oh, since this is the case, you have to do things from the beginning to the end, then I'll see if you can find a solution and do it well." Wen Rensheng finally stopped slapping his hands.

After all, he himself is in pain...

Sorry, the published content is repeated, but it does not affect the plot