Outside the city.

A barren land hundreds of miles away from the City of Holy Names.

The demon spider lies on the ground, silent.

suddenly.

A figure quietly emerged.

It was the man with long hair.

He still wore half a mask on his face, covering his eyes, cheeks and nose, only his mouth with cigarette in his mouth.

"How could you come to the City of Holy Name with such a big fanfare?" the long-haired man asked with a cold expression.

"I was teleported." The sound of "Death" sounded from the demon spider's body.

"Teleport? Do you have to encounter an existence that you can't compete with?" asked the long sword man.

The tone of "Death" fluctuated slightly, and even felt a sense of resentment:

"His strength is nothing, it's just too despicable and too slippery, so I couldn't catch him."

"So, is it a guy who is good at hiding?" asked the long-haired man.

"Yes."

"Is this guy important?"

"It's very important, an important plan for the Demon God."

"...Okay, I'll check out the professionals I just joined one by one, and then find them out."

The long-haired man was about to leave after he finished speaking.

"Wait a minute!" The voice of "Death" came from the demon spider's body.

"What else?" asked the long-haired man.

"Give me a body and let me go into the city."

"Unless you find that guy, you can't cause trouble - after all, I just killed a strong man with a name number, and now they are checking the whole city."

"Don't worry, my only target is him. As long as I catch him, I will be satisfied and will never cause any trouble."

"……good."

...

On the other side.

Wu Xiaode looked at the information displayed on the computer and asked, "How long can I stay now?"

A line of small words is immediately displayed on the screen:

“28 hours.”

——It's still so long.

So can you have a meal?

If you don’t eat or rest, you will have no soul power.

Without soul power, how can you compete with professionals with the B font size?

Wu Xiaode collected his font number plate, walked back all the way back, and returned to the restaurant.

The waiter and the girl in maid dress were still guarding the door.

——No need to bully them.

In fact, they are probably just ordinary people. When they meet the demon god to harvest the world, they are lucky to be saved, and then they struggle here, not wanting to go to the world of death.

Wu Xiaode walked straight to the waiter and asked, "How much time does it take to spend for a meal?"

“A dish for three hours.”

The waiter said expressionlessly, suddenly an impatient expression appeared on his face, and waved behind Wu Xiaode:

"Get out, get away! Don't come to the door of our store if you don't have money, it will affect our business!"

Wu Xiaode turned his head and looked.

I saw a thin old woman staring at the delicious dishes in the restaurant and swallowing her saliva.

She looked haggard, laughed and worried, and looked a little abnormal.

"Forget it, she is mentally abnormal. She is obviously rescued by accident. When time comes, she will go to the world of death. Why bother arguing with her?" the maid advised.

"Is it easy for us? If we can't attract a few customers, we will only spend less and less time in this world." The waiter said indignantly.

Wu Xiaode scratched his head.

He glanced at the old woman again.

I saw that she was wearing a clean robe and her hair was meticulously combed. Although she was just standing there, she had an elegant temperament.

——It’s a pity that I’m crazy.

"Old man, what are you doing here?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"I'm separated from my son," said the old woman blankly, "they all said he was dead, and I should have died, but I haven't found him-this should be a world of death, right?"

The waiter was going to curse, but after hearing this, he couldn't curse, and instead muttered in a low voice: "It turns out that it's a dead ghost looking for a dead ghost."

The maid sighed too.

There are countless such joys and sorrows, and it can even be said that behind everyone is a story of blood and tears.

In front of the demon god, all living beings are ants.

But will it always be like this?

Wu Xiaode remembered what happened to him, and Zhao Zhibing, who was caught.

It's hard to beat the monocular giant!

It's almost impossible.

But now I have learned more and more things.

I am getting stronger.

——It is impossible that there will never be hopeless.

As soon as he thought of this, Wu Xiaode's mouth curled slightly and said slowly: "I don't know what to call him?"

"I have been selling things in the market all my life, and people call me Old Lady Sun." said the old lady.

"Old Mrs. Sun, listen to me, it's time to find your son. You have to have enough food to find him--Let's have to have a meal first. After eating, maybe you'll go to your son's side." Wu Xiaode said

.

“I don’t have money.”

"Come with me, I lack a companion for dinner. After dinner, you go find your son and I go to fight. We all have goals worth striving for. How about it?"

"Thank you, young man."

Wu Xiaode helped Old Lady Sun walk towards the restaurant.

The waiter looked at him with a look of a fool and said, "You are so naive. How many hours do you have? Let me listen?"

"Don't worry about these, just order dishes, just follow the five dishes." Wu Xiaodedao.

"You are seeking death-"

Bang!

Wu Xiaode slapped him out with a slap.

The restaurant door opened immediately.

A man who looked like a shopkeeper jumped out and shouted, "It's time to cause trouble, I'm going to the world of death. I'm calling the master of security guards--"

"I'll have a meal. Your waiter said I'm looking for death. Do you think this is right?" Wu Xiaode smiled.

The shopkeeper paused and looked at the maid.

The maid nodded.

"Then you can't hit someone, hey, wait - are you here to have a meal?" said the shopkeeper.

"Yes." Wu Xiaode asked.

"Please come in, please come in! Customers are God. How can we make customers unhappy?" The shopkeeper quickly smiled.

The waiter rushed up and reached out to catch Wu Xiaode.

A bronze hand suddenly appeared from the void, strangled his neck and lifted him in the air.

The waiter struggled hard and tried to pick the bronze hand with both hands, but he couldn't pick it anyway.

The bronze hand suddenly loosened.
To be continued...