The Dharma King said, "So you have many animal friends."
Zuo Ye's tone was a little lonely: "I used to have many, but now I only have this one."
As he spoke, he raised his arm, on which there was a tattoo of a flapping eagle.
The Dharma King exclaimed, "Wow, so everyone in your world is an animal trainer?"
He winked at Qin Ze who was standing beside him.
"So which of the two tamers is more valuable?"
"I think it's fifty-fifty. This guy has a bond with his animal friends, and we also have a bond with the Pretty God."
"Snow Leopard, let's go!"
"I still think Zuo Ye is more valuable, after all, he is really taming animals."
"..."
Qin Ze listened to the words of the clones in the local area network and responded, "I am also seriously training cattle and horses."
The clones: "..."
Zuo Ye said: "Compared to the tamer, I prefer the title of trainer."
The King of Law: "Why did your other Pokémon abandon you?"
Zuo Ye was silent for a long time, his eyes staring straight at the tattoo on his arm.
"They are all dead."
"On the night the world collapsed, they helped me escape."
"I was the only one who escaped."
Zuo Ye's throat tightened.
Painful memories surged in his mind again, and he was about to suffocate.
Many times, the living are more painful.
They live in regret and self-blame all the time.
He kept asking himself in his heart why he was not the one who died.
"I have decided to participate in the Ten Thousand Races Competition."
"I will expose the hypocritical mask of the ancient race in public!"
Zuo Ye looked up at Qin Ze.
Qin Ze sighed in his heart.
When the Ten Thousand Races Competition really started, what would it matter if he exposed the hypocritical mask of the ancient race?
Their goal had been achieved.
How could Zuo Ye not know it in his heart?
It was just his obsession.
A person always has to find something to do for himself.
Zuo Ye suddenly said, "I think that the strange god is not aimlessly selecting worlds randomly in the abyss. He has a purpose."
Qin Ze: "How can we see it?"
Zuo Ye answered seriously, "I heard the strange god accidentally say a not very clear spiritual language."
"Not here, where exactly?"
"He seems to be looking for something."
"And this thing only exists in those worlds inherited from the Age of Gods."
"The ancient clan is the target that the strange god will sweep next."
Qin Ze fell into deep thought.
The clone in the local area network said, "My intuition tells me that the strange god is looking for the pretty god."
Qin Ze felt that he was not looking for him.
Because he had just met the strange god not long ago, although the other party's attention was not all on him at that time.
"The one who attacked your world was a strange god covered in snow-white?"
"How do you know?"
As the conversation deepened, Zuo Ye discovered that Qin Ze was also a person with a big secret.
Qin Ze frowned.
It shouldn't be.
He didn't think that the strange god was very strong at that time.
The God of Machinery could beat him to pieces with a single remnant of divine power.
With the Pretty God buff fully activated, he could fight the opponent for several rounds.
It would be fine if such a strange god could flatten an ordinary world, but he could actually destroy a civilization that has been passed down for ten thousand years.
"Does your world have demigods?"
Zuo Ye nodded: "My ancestor is a demigod, and he can't defeat him."
Qin Ze now didn't know which link had gone wrong.
Was the strange god too strong, or was the Crazy Fang civilization too weak.
"Anyway, I will definitely participate in this Ten Thousand Races Competition."
Zuo Ye clenched his fists.
Qin Ze was speechless: "If you want to participate, then participate. Why are you shouting so loudly?"
Zuo Ye waved his hand, stood up and walked towards the door.
"If you still want to sell the eagle, you can find me at the restaurant at night."
Zuo Ye walked into the night and disappeared in an instant.
You could hear a pin drop in the house, and Brother Devourer and the King of Law didn't speak to disturb his thinking.
"Should we stop this great competition among all races?"
Qin Ze actually wanted to go behind the North Heaven Gate to find out what was going on. After all, the truth of the world was buried there.
And the Ancient Clan obviously wanted to send the genius of all races in this time.
Qin Ze went with the flow and was able to enter easily.
But if the North Heaven Gate was opened, it would speed up the version update of the Abyss.
Brother Devourer said: "Instead of considering whether to stop it, it is better to think about whether it can be stopped."
"On the day of the Great Competition among All Races, there will be at least one demigod in the black market, not including other peak level nine, level nine, and many high-level warriors."
There is no doubt that the group battle circus will definitely not be able to beat it.
But if it is a sneak attack... there will still be a certain chance of indirect attack.
"The Abyss cannot be fast-forwarded yetTo the next version. "
Version update is a matter of time.
But Qin Ze is not ready yet, or the human race is not ready.
He wants to figure out how to close the world and provide insurance for the human race.
By then, it will be possible to attack or defend.
Qin Ze quickly formulates a tactic: "The Chaos Orb of the Lieyang Clan will probably arrive the day after tomorrow morning, and then the black market will be closed."
"As long as we can destroy the Chaos Orb, they will not be able to hold this Ten Thousand Clan Competition."
The only remaining Chaos Orb is in the hands of the Spirit Clan.
And now the Spirit Clan has been closed.
The Spirit Clan cannot open the world to pass on the Chaos Orb.
Brother Devouring said: "Have you thought about it?"
Qin Ze nodded slightly: "Regarding the truth of the world, let's explore it another day."
Magician: "Really, I'm crying to death. The Pretty God is really a great god who has no selfishness and cares about the people! "
The Dharma King chuckled: "No matter how much you flatter, the Pretty God will not give you the soul bead. You might as well go and please Brother Swallow."
Brother Swallow: "That's not necessary."
Qin Ze continued to let the Heavenly Kings watch outside, and he quietly returned to the second sister's villa under the cover of night.
After recovering the clone, Qin Ze sat in the formation.
Listening carefully, there was no strange sound next door.
This means that the second sister did not find that he sneaked out and sneaked back.
Qin Ze sat in the formation and slept.
The next morning, he was awakened by the footsteps at the door.
Dong Dong Dong——
Qin Ze stretched and got up to open the door.
The second sister wore a loose white home silk skirt, and the beautiful curve was looming.
"There are many dark guards in the city."
"Don't go out. If you are suppressed by the Night Clan, I can't save you even if I come forward. "
Qin Ze nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "I'll stay here and won't go anywhere."
The second sister was relieved for the time being.
Qin Ze's performance last night was indeed very quiet.
After instructing Qin Ze, the second sister returned to the next room. It seemed that she planned to work from home today.
Qin Ze spent the day in the room doing nothing.
Until night fell, a doorbell rang downstairs.
Qin Ze went out curiously, leaning his arms on the railing, and happened to see the second sister inviting someone in.
I saw a man in a black cloak striding in.
He noticed the sight of the second floor and looked up at Qin Ze.
The two sights intertwined, and Qin Ze was stunned.
It was Miao Taoist.