Chapter 842 Hao Ren’s Title

Hao Ren and the others did not plan to stay on this planet for too long, because the rest of the reconstruction work could already be left to those wise ancient spirits. The Giant Turtle Rock Platform silently left the landing platform, circled outside the Needle Jungle in Zhenhun City, and then slowly rose into the sky. Hao Ren turned the external monitor's screen to the surface and took one last look at the world that was about to be reborn before leaving.

He saw that the Thunderous Soul City was like a crown of thorns nailed to the earth. In the center of the crown, there was a huge tentacle of the eldest son connected to the needle tower, and some sporadic white thorns could be seen around this high-tech city. In the yurt, the primitive tribal people are taking root around this "miracle city" that they cannot understand, preparing to embark on an unprecedented journey of civilization recovery. In the foreseeable future trajectory, the aboriginal people of this world will gather from all over the world to this place, and the people of the lost Sun Dynasty will receive the teachings of the ancestors' spirits here, escape from ignorance, and return to civilization.

The Soul-Suppressing City will stand here for a long time, and will keep watch until the end of this planet.

He was very pleased that he finally did not take on the role of a mourner this time, but watched a civilization embark on the road to recovery. Although this process is a little less exciting, it is better than going back with another tombstone.

When the Giant Turtle Rock Platform crossed the surface of the earth's crust, it saw the spectacular scene of the Fiyali people in full swing. Hundreds of dazzling white rays of light pierced the earth like rays of punishment from heaven, and the thick petrified rock formations were cut into pieces. Cut into pieces, all the dirt on this land - including those twisted monsters full of malice and madness - are turned into ashes in the brilliant light of the material disintegration rays, or are about to turn into a wisp of green in the mineral processing melting tunnel. cigarette. Huge fragments of the earth's crust broke into rock flows in mid-air, reaching into space like tentacles growing from the earth. The Giant Turtle Rock Platform followed these broken boulders as it rose. Because the cloud tops had been broken, the sun shone through the cracks in the clouds. The whole scene is filled with breathtaking beauty of shock and hope.

Hao Ren sent out a probe and filmed the scene from a long distance, and then posted it on the censor's public channel. He also added his own annotation to this message: Imperial Calendar XXXX, Location Rift Nebula, Purgatory Planet is reborn, the civilization group tentatively named New Sun Dynasty survives the cold winter, the witness is the Imperial Inquisitor-Hao Ren, together The witness is the mining branch of Feyali Void Consortium.

He followed the reviewer's work habits and didn't read the message after sending it out. He was thinking that as a newcomer to the company, he probably didn't get many replies after posting. It wasn't until after a while that he filled out a few routine report forms. He asked the data terminal to open the post, but as soon as he opened it, he was stunned: there was a large number of replies below, all left by censors from all over the universe and even censors from other universes. It was as neat as a queue. On the tenth floor, just one sentence:

"It didn't explode this time?!"

There were also a few occasional replies about destroying the formation. Some asked him if the auspicious halo failed, some asked him if it was a problem with the angle of the photo, and some asked him if the rising stones were actually the blasted earth's crust. Some asked him if this was the problem. When I went on a business trip for the first time, I didn't give myself permission in advance. Anyway, the long list of replies confused Hao Ren on the spot. At the end, he also saw a message from an acquaintance, Dragon Queen Galadra, who had just left a few minutes ago: "Take one, you finally stopped blowing up."

"Who am I provoking?" Hao Ren scratched his hair and was confused, "Why do I, a newcomer, get so much attention?"

"Did you originally think that your attention was very low?" The data terminal snorted, "You have your own title - famous in the mortal world. How many old prosecutors have worked for eighteen hundred years without any title, you It's amazing that he can make his name famous throughout the universe within two years."

Hao Ren was startled: "Don't talk nonsense, what kind of name do I have?"

"Let's blow it up wherever we go," the data terminal replied in a mean voice. This voice line seemed so incompatible with the appearance of "she" sitting on the console in the form of a girl, "There is something else." Some titles, such as Hao Ren, who watches someone die, are relatively popular. There are also more literary titles, such as those calling you the dead eye of your race, and some calling you a professional gravedigger - of course, these titles are not malicious. In other words, if you don’t pay attention to the Data Network all day long, you don’t even know these things.”

Hao Ren was sweating all over his head. It would be really heartless for him to not know the meaning of "explode wherever he goes" at this time. He recalled his career as a prosecutor in the past two years, and found out that except when he first got familiar with the business on Earth, he basically ran around collecting corpses for people, or collecting corpses for planets...

Lily poked Hao Ren's arm with her finger: "Landlord, I think this sounds quite majestic."

Hao Ren flicked the girl's ear with his backhand: "Can Weifeng be able to earn a living? If I keep going like this, sooner or later I will have to pay mental damage fees if I go to someone else's house as a guest. I really didn't expect Gala. A serious person like Zhuoer is also joining in the fun and causing trouble."

"There's nothing you can do about your title," Lily twisted to dodge Hao Ren's big hand, "Who asked you to be responsible for the Dream Plane? You know what kind of place it is. It's the largest group of ruins, and it's the same as the cemetery. It seems like there are ruins of civilization everywhere, and if you take even two steps there, you have to carry a bunch of tombstones back..."

Hao Ren retracted his hands and rubbed his arms vigorously: "Stop talking, it's so scary, and it's better not to joke about such a serious matter."

At this time, Vivian, who had been silent by the side, suddenly said: "If you think about it this way, why would the goddess let you, a newcomer with no foundation, take charge of the dream plane independently?"

Hao Ren didn't even think about it: "Because I have a strong working ability?"

The scene was quiet for a few seconds, and Lily continued to poke Hao Ren's arm with her finger: "Do you believe it?"

"Yeah, I really haven't thought about this." Hao Ren scratched his hair and started to pay attention to this issue for the first time. "I was too busy before, and I didn't think about anything else when I was rebuilding the Three Views all day long. They were all tasks. I'll do it as soon as I get down, I really haven't thought about why I was chosen... Terminal, do you think the dream plane incident I'm messing with now is what a new prosecutor should do?"

The data terminal was stunned, and his voice was a little uncertain: "If you really follow the regulations, the censor does not have a clear task classification system, but usually does things step by step. And the Dream Plane is a large-scale key historical issue, and it is involved. It's very complicated, and it seems a bit unusual to leave it to a newcomer to handle it alone. But it's not too suspicious. There are precedents in the macro world for a newcomer like you to take on important tasks and accomplish great things in a daze."

"But even if there are precedents to follow, I am still a rare example, right?" Hao Ren pinched his chin, paying attention to his mission as never before, "If nothing else, the Galadra I know is the only one I know. She is more suitable for this job than me in terms of experience and knowledge, and she is a civilization ruler herself. If she is asked to collect corpses for other civilizations, she will definitely be more reliable than me. But why was I chosen in the end?"

Speaking of which, he added: "As a result, I now have the reputation of being bombed wherever I go."

After all, he was still struggling with his new title.

Lily sat on the chair and rocked back and forth. This was her habitual movement when thinking about problems - of course she was also used to rocking back and forth like this even when her mind was blank: "Why don't you just ask the goddess? She's the one who gave it to you anyway. It’s the work arranged.”

"Do you think she will tell me? If she had something to say, she would have said it long ago. She didn't take the initiative to tell you. Even if you keep asking her for the rest of your life, she won't say anything." Hao Ren shook his head, and he said to Raven 12345 The character is quite understandable.

"Isn't it over now," Lily spread her hands, "Only the goddess knows why she arranged it like this. You are sure she won't tell you, why are you so worried?"

Hao Ren's heart suddenly became empty, thinking that this female literary youth indeed had great hidden wisdom, and she could make people realize it at the critical moment.

As a result, the emotion in his heart lasted for only a few seconds when Lily suddenly took out a small brush from her pocket like a magic trick. She turned around, put her tail on Hao Ren's leg, and stuffed the brush into the latter's hand. : "So since you don't have to worry anymore, come and brush my fur. Hiss... it's so itchy to change my fur!"

Hao Ren: "..."

This guy is still a husky at heart!

(I am going out to do errands. This chapter has been updated in advance. By the way, I continue to ask for monthly tickets.)