Chapter 502 Demon
The city defense formation did not sound an alarm against Bai Mo's invasion. Without much effort, he appeared in a deserted alley in the city.
It was the middle of winter, with soft snow falling in the sky, but people were still coming and going on the streets. Shouting, shouting, and cheering came and went, and many places were very lively.
The air is filled with the aroma of wine, pancakes and fried fruits. These are quite attractive smells in winter, attracting customers to stop in front of the stall.
It's a pity that Bai Mo, who is like wood, didn't pay attention to this, because he had even forgotten that he hadn't eaten anything by himself in many years.
That is, when the original person did not awaken his memory, he had the habit of eating three meals like a normal person, but whether that can be regarded as a real memory is also a question.
As early as many years ago, Bai Mo had a variety of energy intake methods.
Wind energy, light energy, heat energy... Even if the aura concentration in the environment is not enough, he can still directly devour and utilize most forms of energy to maintain his own existence.
Now, if anyone could carefully pay attention to the airflow around him, they would find that the completely stagnant air near Bai Mo was somewhat incompatible with the biting cold wind in the distance.
Almost all the kinetic energy in the airflow near the body was absorbed by Bai Mo unconsciously.
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The concentration of spiritual energy in this world is much lower than that of the earth. The gap from a high spiritual energy environment to a low spiritual energy world makes him feel a little uncomfortable.
However, it is only a short-term discomfort, which is much smaller than the problem of altitude sickness for ordinary people.
"According to the rate of decline of the earth's spiritual energy, it will reach equilibrium in about twenty or thirty years. By then, the situation should be similar to the situation here..."
"Brother, do you want to buy candied haws on a stick?" A childish voice pulled Bai Mo out of his brooding world.
He lowered his head and saw a little boy who stood on tiptoes barely reaching his chest, tugging at the corner of his clothes.
The little boy breathed into his hands while talking.
"Xiaoyun, don't pull other people's clothes, what are you talking about!" An old man with gray hair on his temples grabbed the boy.
"The child is ignorant, please don't take it to heart, little sir." The old man pulled his grandson behind him, apologized to Bai Mo in an almost flattering tone, and even lightly slapped his grandson's hand a few times.
This strange behavior made Bai Mo pay more attention to the two of them.
They seemed to be a pair of grandfather and grandson selling candied haws on the roadside.
Unfortunately, the season is not very good. In this winter, most people like to eat something warm. The hot pancakes and fruits are selling like crazy, but the candied haws of sugarcane has not been sold for a long time.
In order to think about what he should say, Bai Mo was stunned for a long time. For a long time, his communication with other people was almost always in a commanding tone, asking the other party to follow it unconditionally without thinking about anything at all. .
But something is different now. To put it bluntly, he is purely traveling in this world, and there is no goal that he must achieve.
Of course, if possible, connecting the White Land to this space layer is barely an optional task.
"It's okay." The two sides looked at each other in silence for several seconds, and Bai Mo could only think of these two words.
"Thank you, young gentleman, for your noble hand, thank you, thank you." The old man was relieved after hearing Bai Mo's answer, and hurriedly thanked him again and again.
The other party's unreasonable flattery made Bai Mo even more confused, but he didn't think too much about it. After all, he had never cared too much about what other people thought other than himself.
"Let's have a bunch of candied haws on a stick." Seeing this interesting pair of grandfather and grandson, he suddenly wanted to try the candied haws on a stick.
"Okay!" The old man handed a bunch over. I don't know whether it was because it was too cold or because he was a little scared, but his hands were trembling.
"No need to look for it." Bai Mo casually grabbed a handful of money from his pocket and stuffed it into the old man's hand, then left indifferently.
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"Grandpa, why don't you let me get close to that little brother?" the grandson on the side asked aggrievedly after Bai Mo left.
"It's not easy for anyone to be able to walk around in a single coat in this kind of weather, especially this child. His eyes don't look like normal people at all." The old man squeezed the mysterious money in his hand tightly, and looked at him. Shen kept explaining his reasons to his grandson, no matter how much he could understand.
"You mean, that big brother is not a human being?"
"Grandpa didn't say anything!" The old man quickly covered his grandson's mouth, fearing that Bai Mo, who had gone far away, would hear him.
It is said that there are some big monsters who specially turn into human form, but they are very taboo about this.
"In this world, demons and ghosts are rampant. Let's live one day at a time." After putting the money in his hand into the lining pocket, he began to pack his things and prepare to leave.
The old man weighed the money that Bai Mo casually grabbed, and found that it would be enough for the two of them to live in the city for more than half a year. Not to mention a candied haws, it would be enough to buy a car.
The wealth of the entire village, plus the mysterious money carried by dozens of men in black, were all in Bai Mo's hands. Naturally, he didn't care how to spend it.
But the old man didn't say anything, because from the look and actions of the young man taking out the money, the old man had already judged that the young man didn't care about the real amount at all.
Decades of life experience have given the old man some guesses about Bai Mo's origins, but in such troubled times, it is better to do less than to do more.
Many young people who are too curious do not live to his age.
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"The growth rate of people in this world seems to be faster than that of the earth. The actual age of my body is less than six years old, but I already look about the same as a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy on the earth."
Bai Mo was chewing on a candied haws of water and thinking seriously about such a lofty issue as the human race. I don’t know if it’s because of the lack of sugar refining technology, but the sweetness of this candied haws is a bit weak.
He calculated from the progress of the transformation plan on the other side of the earth that there was no difference in the flow of time between the two worlds, and it took him about five years to completely break the seal on his memory.
“About ten years old is when humans here enter adulthood.
However, in these troubled times where alien races are still powerful, if people don't mature sooner, they may be at risk of being exterminated.
What are the people who came with me doing now? "
Bai Mo thought about it and then recalled that the souls on the Void Worm seemed to have also come to this world.
"There are so many of them, will they engage in farming and technological advancement in another world?"
I wonder if this ancient world will be turned upside down by modern technology in the end? "