"Everything I did was to make the judge strong as soon as possible." The voice replied coldly.

"I'm very strong now?" Luo Cheng moved his arms and twisted his neck: "It seems that he doesn't feel anything..."

"Comprehensively transforming your body, expanding your life experience in simulation, increasing your time history, changing your personality, and making you more suitable for being a judge, these are the foundations." The voice said: "There is no foundation, only strength, and it is like a five-year-old child getting a treasure that will only bring you danger."

"I admit that you made sense." Luo Cheng whispered.

"Your changes are very big, but it's hard for you to feel it yourself." The voice eased a little: "Faced with the same thing, your judgment, reaction, and thinking will be different from before."

"I understand." Luo Cheng said with a smile: "If it were the past, if I had regained my freedom, the first thing I had to do was to look for bricks everywhere instead of chatting with you."

"Look for a brick? What to do?" the voice asked in confusion.

"Smash your glass." Luo Cheng's tone was very shocking, but his expression was a little discouraged. It was really boring to chat with a person who had no sense of humor...

"I don't have a home, and there's no glass here."

"Okay, let's not talk about this..." Luo Cheng sighed: "You can scan the main plane, right?"

"Yes."

"Here you see how Chen Fan is doing now." Luo Cheng said slowly.

"Chen Fan?"

"You should know his friend who grew up with me."

"Scanning the plane requires energy consumption. Chen Fan is just an ordinary person, and you have become a judge. In the future, he will not be able to provide you with any valuable help. Are you sure you want to waste energy to find him?" The voice said: "I have to remind you that until now, you have not made any contributions and have been consuming the gifts left to you by the previous judge!"

"Then what should I do?" Luo Cheng was dissatisfied and his tone became stiff.

"Go to Qiming City, Dongzhou to complete a task."

Luo Cheng found something suddenly in his mind. He was silent for a moment and said, "No problem, but I want to go to Tianhai City first."

"Go to find your friends?"

"Isn't it possible?" Luo Cheng asked back.

"From now on, you will face a volatile future alone." The voice said: "Your behavior is likely to cause misunderstandings and even cause hostility to the entire society. After all, in the eyes of this world, your behavior of eliminating the enemy is a serious crime. In other words, you may bring irreversible bad luck to your friends!"

"I'm not in the mood to discuss these issues with you." Luo Cheng insisted: "Open the narrow door!"

It seemed that he noticed that Luo Cheng's emotions were a little abnormal, and the mysterious existence did not continue to entangle the problem: "If you understand, establish a connection point immediately."

The flawless door suddenly emitted a bright light, and a moving picture appeared in the middle. It was a street. Luo Cheng walked slowly over and disappeared into the light.

After Luo Cheng disappeared, the door quickly returned to its original state, but there were a few more words on it: Search for Chen Fan.

The next moment, complex numbers appeared and flowed rapidly in the door, condensed into countless rays of light. After only a dozen seconds, all the numbers suddenly froze, and then turned into a few lines of words.

Search results: None.

Analysis and evidence: After Luo Cheng became the angel of judgment, he never mentioned Chen Fan; all the super warriors born in the Federation over hundreds of years have expanded the statistical scope to the lowest-level Black Star non-commissioned officers, and there is no one named Chen Fan.

Reasoning: When Chen Fan is alive, he will definitely have the opportunity to fight side by side with the judge Luo Cheng, and the chance of becoming a super warrior is 100%.

Conclusion: Before and after the outbreak of the first invasion war, Chen Fan died.

Evaluation: Unqualified. Not giving up the worthless past is a kind of emotional fluctuation that lacks meaning.

On a pedestrian street in Tianhai City, Dongzhou, there were pedestrians walking around in groups of three or three. A hair salon with a very deserted business, the glass door covered with dust was pushed open, and Luo Cheng walked out of it.

"Ah..." A scream came from behind. Two hair salon girls looked at Luo Cheng's back blankly. There were no customers in the hair salon. How did that guy walk out of the hair salon?

Luo Cheng seemed to hear nothing, or he didn't care about other people's thoughts at all. He raised his head, squinted his eyes, and looked at the surrounding scenery quietly. After a long time, he sighed and reached out to grop.

The next moment, Luo Cheng pulled out a sheathless short sword from his body. The short sword was very thin and less than one foot long. The strange thing was that if Luo Cheng did not move, everything would be normal, but as long as his arm moved, the short sword would disappear into the air, and he could only see the hilt of the sword in Luo Cheng's hand.

"So... everything is true? I didn't dream?" Luo Cheng murmured quietly.

However, the dagger has no life, so naturally he cannot answer Luo Cheng's words.

This sword used to have a very nice name. The original owner called it "the faint sadness that passed away". However, Luo Cheng belonged to the grassroots clan. He believed that the original owner was definitely a petty-bourgeois literary youth... The name was too long and too numb, so he called the sword "Dandan". Later, he felt that "Dandan" was more intimate.

Of course, if Dawn Sword had its own life and wisdom, it would definitely protest against Luo Cheng strongly.

Dawn sword did not answer, but the pedestrians around him had a commotion. It was completely understandable. When I walked on the street, I suddenly saw a person carrying a sharp weapon, muttering to himself with a weird look... Damn, I'm mentally ill! Are there fewer things in mentally ill killing people in the street these days?!

Luo Cheng put away the dagger, then buttoned the shirt and closed the half coat. He actually showed a bit of gentleness and a bit solemnity.

Walking along the long street, he had arrived on another street in a few minutes, and the pedestrians around him had changed a group, and no one was staring at him with fear or vigilance.

A strange feeling came to Luo Cheng's heart. This world was much clearer than he remembered, and this clarity could no longer be described in words.

A girl passing by the side was walking slightly stiff steps. She should be around fifteen or sixteen years old. It seemed that she was wearing such high heels for the first time. She was a little uncomfortable. Luo Cheng could see that her ankles had been worn red, but she endured the pain and showed an extremely gorgeous smile on her face because she was full of confidence in her current image and was also satisfied with the rate of return.

Coming to her was a middle-aged woman, wearing a beautiful flower ball, and a gold necklace as thick as a little finger around her neck added a bit of wealth to her. However, Luo Cheng found that the gold necklace was close to the flesh and flesh emitted a very subtle white light, which means that the gold necklace was very gold-plated.

Across the street, a modern girl also noticed the young girl here. She first showed a few jealousy in her eyes, and then changed into a proud look. While saying something loudly to her phone, she shook the car key in her left hand hard, as if she was releasing to the girl across the street, saying, "I have a car, do you have it?"

And the moment she raised her head, Luo Cheng clearly saw the imperfectly trimmed nose...the nose hairs, and he immediately looked away.

There was a couple sitting on a bench and kissing each other in the distance. Maybe it was too affectionate. The saliva had already flowed to the cheeks. The woman's toes with bright red nail polish were raised and raised, indicating the joy she felt. Unfortunately, the man couldn't see it, otherwise the kiss would definitely be more affectionate and warmer, and even suffocated...

Two little brown ants were climbing up along the legs of the bench. In front of the woman's toes, an earthworm quietly emerged from the ground. However, the woman's toes raised her toes caused a very slight vibration on the ground. The earthworm felt it and hurried back.

A light breeze blew, and the small trees on both sides of the street were shaking at a very mysterious frequency. The dust floating on the asphalt road swarmed up and flew into the air, forming a faint mist, but only Luo Cheng could see it.

This is a kind of power that is very detailed and insightful, which makes Luo Cheng feel that the whole world is in his hands.

Luo Cheng whistled, then continued to walk along the street, and walked about dozens of steps. Several boys and girls sitting under the shade of the trees laughing and joking attracted his attention.

Their dresses are all very strange, red, yellow, blue, and they don't have black hair. Their arms are thinner than numb poles, but they have to tattoo ferocious patterns. It looks funny. Luo Cheng doesn't know them, but the other party has what he needs.

Soon, Luo Cheng walked to the boy in the lead, stretched out his hand, took off the boy's sunglasses, put them on the bridge of his nose, and looked around. Fortunately, his vision was not greatly affected.

Luo Cheng saw the boy with a pack of cigarette in his shirt and pocket, and reached out and pulled the cigarette out again. He turned around and was about to leave. Suddenly he thought of something and asked, "Is there any fire?"

"Oh my grass..." The blue hair jumped high, and Luo Cheng came over and took off his eyes for no reason and took away his cigarette. He didn't react for a while and didn't understand what the other party was doing. Now he was asking for anger at him. It's too bullying!

Immediately afterwards, the blue hair pulled out a knife from behind the waist, hesitated for a moment, and the knife light swept towards Luo Cheng's shoulder. In fact, he was not stupid. The outfit he deliberately pursued had already shown his identity. He didn't see the pedestrians passing by occasionally far away from them? The guy in front of him came over and dared to provoke deliberately. It was definitely not a simple character, but... he gave in without taking action. What did the brothers and girls think of him in the future?

Luo Cheng stretched out his left hand, easily clamped the blue hair's wrist, pressed the blue hair's chest with his right hand, and pushed it outward. The blue hair's feet were off the ground, and flew out like a cloud of fog, screaming and flying out seven or eight meters away, and a butt pier fell heavily on the ground.

There was also a yellow-haired person with a somewhat sinister personality. He walked around Luo Cheng's back, holding a brick in his hand, but just as he was about to pounce on him, Luo Cheng turned his head, pulled his sunglasses down, put them on his nose, revealing his eyes, and said in a teasing tone: "Do you have fire?"

(I opened a new book yesterday, but I didn’t react for a long time. I thought I was about to get off work and had to wait for the second working day. I didn’t expect it to be opened in the evening. People were still outside at that time, and I didn’t know that they didn’t have time to shout in the group.

In fact, there are many manuscripts in the new book, and I have been deleting and revising them all, so I can post them for a long time, but I dare not post them because the grades in this book are very bad, and I feel a little afraid.

When I first started typing, I was very energetic and thought that I had found an interesting job that suited my hobbies. This should be one of the two great happiness in life. Later, as I wrote, I felt that life was very hard, and I sat in front of the computer every day, and had ideas to write, but had no ideas to make up ideas. I was so tired.

However, after two months of idleness, I finally understood what it means to be in a blessing without knowing that one is not blessed.

Sometimes I post a chapter that I am not satisfied with but don’t have time to rewrite. I review the book review area every once in a while to see if anyone scolds me. Sometimes I post a chapter that is in a very state, constantly reviewing book reviews and waiting for praise. Of course, the latter is much more frequent than the former, and people like to listen to good words...

This is the core content of my daily life, and it has become a habit. I haven’t posted anything for two months, and I feel empty and seem to have lost something.

An ugly daughter-in-law is bound to meet her parents-in-law. The new book is finally open. I will do my best to write this book well. I hope everyone can support me and help me like before.)
Chapter completed!