As usual, the business of the bookstore is still deserted.
At night, not a single customer came to the door.
Lingpingan was also happy to be quiet and played games all day.
It wasn't until I felt dizzy that I finally put down my phone.
Looking at the latest rank on the phone screen, he began to swell.
"Jie Jie!" Lingpingan said arrogantly: "The brave men in the canyon are all selling Seoul!"
"It's so easy! It's so easy! It's so easy!"
From the afternoon till now, he has only lost one game.
It was because two teammates were disconnected, and the opponent was playing black, so he kept leading the line to contain the loser.
Other times, it's almost a crushing one.
So, we came to the Eternal Diamond in sections.
Rubbing his slightly sore temples, Lingpingan picked up the water glass, found the bag of unknown leaves from the drawer, counted a few leaves from it, and made himself a cup.
Drinking the sweet tea, all the fatigue was swept away.
Lingpingan raised his head and looked at the time on the computer.
It's half past eight.
"Let's add more updates today!" he said.
So, I sat down at the counter and started typing.
…
Han Li's figure rose and fell from the high-rise buildings that had long been abandoned.
Soon, she came to a building located in the northern part of the old urban area of Donglin City that still looked bright on the outside.
There is even the Zhentai Industrial logo still hanging on the glass wall of the building.
She raised her head and looked at this skyscraper with fifty-five floors and a height of one hundred and sixty meters.
Rumblings and whispers in the ears.
The building in front of her gradually changed its appearance in her eyes.
The originally shiny building is now like a piece of rotten wood.
The glass exterior wall that looks smooth to outsiders is actually covered with various molds.
Han Li walked forward expressionlessly, pushed open the glass door, and entered the building.
The lights hanging in the hall to welcome guests lit up one after another.
Sobs and cries sounded from all directions.
Bursts of cold wind blew on Han Li.
She felt the inexplicable cold.
But she just smiled.
"You little ghost, how dare you be so presumptuous in front of me?" Han Li raised his hand and held the scarlet whip in his hand.
Snapped!
The long whip struck the air, making a crisp sound.
Amidst the sound of whips, the lights hanging on the ceiling of the hall fell one after another.
The whimpers and cries disappeared completely.
Even the cold wind stopped.
But the long whip in Han Li's hand continued to extend forward.
Like a spiritual being, tracking something.
Finally, she caught it.
With a strong tug, the scarlet whip dragged something wearing red clothes and long hair covering its face back to Han Li.
The whispers and whispers in her ears urged her.
Han Li had a struggling look on his face.
But in the end, he still couldn't resist the urging of the raving words.
She squatted down and looked at the thing that was bound by the long whip and still struggling.
It was dressed in red, and its whole body was covered by long hair that seemed to grow from its head.
If you look closely, you will see that this thing actually only has red clothes and long hair.
Under the red clothes and among the long hair, there is only a ball of blue-gray human-shaped gas.
In Han Li's eyes, red clothes and long hair actually did not exist.
This is a ball of light that vaguely resembles a human being.
Looking at it, Han Li couldn't help but drool.
So, she subconsciously reached out, grabbed the thing, and stuffed it into her mouth.
Click, click!
Han Li's eyes gradually turned red.
Like a beast in the dark.
Fierce and cruel!
She chewed the ball of light as if eating the most delicious thing in the world.
And in front of her was the evil spirit that had left countless demon hunters helpless.
An evil spirit that cannot be eradicated by the United National Security Organization.
became food.
Because it's innate.
In the abyss, all ghosts, wronged souls and earth-bound spirits are just food for the devil.
In essence, demons feed on souls.
Swallow the evil spirit in red completely.
Han Li stood up and looked at the building again. Everything was different.
The hall that once looked clean and tidy because of the presence of the red-clothed evil spirit is now a dilapidated place covered in dust and covered with cobwebs.
Several skeletons were scattered beside the sofa in the hall.
Han Li stuck out his tongue and licked his plump and bright lips.
"Delicious!" She commented on the taste of the evil spirits.
The red-clothed evil spirit that had occupied the building for more than ten years and made countless demon hunters flee in defeat no longer existed.
…
Elizabeth now looks like a skeleton.
Her flesh and blood have become fuel.
In the turbulence of the steam turbine, it turns into the power of machinery.
Therefore, she dragged the tanks and armored vehicles together, forming a mountain of steel and a mechanical peak with strange beauty and inexplicable logic.
The prototype of the steel altar has been established.
The tracks became the foundation.
Armor is the outer wall.
The turret is a holy symbol.
Engines and motors are icons.
Boxes of ammunition and barrels of fuel were placed in the center of the mountain.
"More is better, bigger is more beautiful!" She raised her head and looked at the great altar in front of her, this sacred steel altar. Her eyes were full of piety and awe.
At this time, this underground arms warehouse had changed beyond recognition.
Everything has been transformed.
but…
Elizabeth lowered her head and looked at the "Mechanical Gospel" in her hand.
At this time, this mechanical holy book has opened a new chapter.
Each word made of steel slowly turned into molten iron and flowed onto Elizabeth's body.
Let her skinny body become plump again.
It also let her know what is needed for the next construction of this altar.
"Only when steel is watered with blood can it generate will!" She said: "Only when life is injected into the machine can it awaken!"
So, she's going to hunt.
Hunt down the evil god's minions and use their blood to water this sacred altar.
Capture the children of the evil god and use their lives to inject them into the machinery.
"The great spirit of all possibilities!" Elizabeth worshiped the altar in front of her devoutly: "You are one and ten thousand, being and nothing!"
"You are the savior of the world and the apocalypse of destruction!"
"It's you, Duo Zhengrong!"
"Namo Gatlin Bodhisattva is also you!"
"You are the Father, you are the Mother, and you are the Son!"
"May your way travel throughout the universe, just like a mechanical engine roaring in all worlds!"
She stood up and walked out of the warehouse.
Two laser knives stretched out from his arms.
Flesh is pumped into a steam turbine, which burns.
She's going to kill!
…
Sitting at the counter, Lingpingan's inspiration burst out like a tide.
One chapter is two thousand words, less than half of the novel, and it is almost finished.
But suddenly, he felt a little dazed.
All inspiration came to an abrupt end.
There seemed to be noise in his ears.
Vaguely, he seemed to hear waves of vague and unclear sounds.
This sound is a bit like the feeling of a car engine when its engine breaks down.
But it seems a bit like the sound of prayer in Taoist temples and Buddhist temples.
It only lasted about two seconds at most.
The noise disappeared completely.
Lingpingan picked his ears and said, "Gan!"
"What a mess!"
"At the critical moment, there was an auditory hallucination?"
"Your sister!"
He looked at the document that had already written 1,725 words and felt like crying.
There are still two hundred and seventy-five words left.
This is not a problem that irrigation can solve.
so…
Lingpingan looked at the computer and said, "Today's extra update is probably over!"
"But I didn't say this, so it doesn't count as a pigeon!"
and…
To be honest, an author who is obsessed with the street is considered a pigeon.
So what
No one cares at all.
Sheathing the blade and being chased requires extra updates, that's the kind of treatment only a master can get.
Go out on the street... not worthy!
He raised his head and looked at the clock.
"It's only after nine o'clock!" Lingpingan was surprised. He took out his mobile phone: "With such beautiful scenery, I really can't live up to this good time if I don't play a few games!"
Then he entered the canyon.