This is... Zhang Cheng remembered where this is.

This is the house he once rented. Well, he is still familiar with all the layouts inside, including that computer desk and the computer already on the computer desk.

Of course, it is now a shotgun replacement. When Ao Guang came to Earth, Zhang Cheng took the opportunity to update his computer.

But here is still an old computer. In front of the computer desk, another Zhang Cheng was nervously playing a game... It was not another game, it was the "Quan Rong" that caused all this.

If Zhang Cheng's life starts to change from where, then this key node is undoubtedly from this game. Although it seemed like a very ordinary game at the beginning.

"Huh..." Zhang Cheng, who was playing the game, sighed. The monitor screen was the classic guerrilla war. Players had to take advantage of the speed and the hatred in the dungeon. This process was actually quite tense and error-prone - if a thin-blooded mage was a hatred melee and made a critical hit, the possibility of gging was very high. But this hatred hit the player basically had a critical hit. Therefore, you need to save the disk carefully in the middle of the process, save the disk many times, and you can read the disk once you lose. This time, the player character was inappropriate and was taken away by the hatred close, and was directly a critical hit.

"You are really..." Zhang Cheng looked at the room. He used to simulate a castle in a border town, but chose to become the familiar rental house.

Of course, it is impossible to be a rental house here, because when you stare out the window, what you see is actually a hazy light. This window is the limit. There is no modern city outside the window - in fact, there is nothing outside the window.

This is the deepest part of his consciousness, where another self, or another personality is. However, Zhang Cheng, as the first personality, cannot enter here at will, and must have an invitation from a second personality to achieve it.

Having said that, after such a long time of communication, Zhang Cheng gradually understood the difference between the two. At least from current experience, the second personality has a strong explosive power. If you are willing, you can forcibly usurp the dominance of consciousness in a short period of time. But his resilience is not good. If Zhang Cheng strongly refuses, then he will lose the dominance of his own only for a short period of time. In fact, even if Zhang Cheng allows or even cooperates, the other party cannot occupy the dominance of consciousness endlessly.

"Hey, look, many things are troublesome." The second personality put down the mouse and keyboard and stood up from the seat. "Especially this... well, this kind of situation where I can't even stand it."

"Ah, why can't you stand it anymore?" Zhang Cheng was puzzled.

"You are really... really..." The second personality scratched his head, and seemed to be unable to find a suitable language to describe it. "Don't you think Haotian is not as good as the Taiyin Star Lord, right?"

Of course this is impossible. Haotian is the god above God, who is high above and can see everything in the world (including the gods). The gap between He and the gods may be even more than the gap between the gods and humans. After all, the fact is that Haotian can promote and derogate the gods at will, but it takes a lot of effort to promote a mortal to a great spirit.

But why ask this question?

Before Zhang Cheng could answer, the second personality had already understood the answer. He laughed. "Since Haotian is better than Taiyin Star Lord, how could Haotian not understand what Taiyin Star Lord knows?"

"What do you mean?"

"The Taiyin Star Lord also knows how to force us to join the God War - at that time we didn't want to join the God War at all." The second personality prompted. Zhang Cheng did think so at the beginning, but it was useless. Through various means and plots, it can even be said that it was not a conspiracy but an open conspiracy. The Taiyin Star Lord forced Zhang Cheng (actually mainly a bear) to join the God War.

At the beginning, Zhang Cheng promised Taiyin Star Lord to join the God War, but did not explain when he would participate. At that time, he wanted to use this excuse to drag it endlessly - at that time, he thought he could play word games. But the facts proved that everything had been seen by the gods long ago. If you want to play tricks, Zhang Cheng was obviously weaker. So although the final result was twists and turns, Taiyin Star Lord still succeeded at this point.

Zhang Cheng understood the meaning of the second personality.

"So you think Haotian is so easy to talk to? He doesn't seem to ask for anything, which is a very sure sign of his own. Do you still remember the contents of the Book of Master Lu?"

According to the book of Master Lu, the Lord of the Planet can actually be understood in a popular way as the Christian "God", omniscient and omnipotent. At least from the perspective of human beings (all things). Of course, whether He loves the world or not, and whether he has an only son is another question.

"So," the second personality spread his hands. "Do you think we have a choice in this matter? Oh, I was wrong. After all, we are wizards, and wizards always have a choice - that is to leave."

No matter how strong the Lord of the plane is, it is effective in a world. As long as you leave this world, it will be vast. This is like a truth that many criminals choose to escape abroad. No matter how powerful the law is, it will only take effect within a country. But...

"But..." the second personality asked lazily. "Do you want to leave?"

Of course, there is no need to ask about this question. At least Zhang Cheng still has too many bonds and ties. At least he still doesn't want to leave like this without encountering great danger.

"So this question comes. Since you can't leave it, you can either drink toast or drink to punish. Toast is better than punishing, right?" The second personality shrugged and said.

"You mean to actively join this plane war? But..." Zhang Cheng asked. "We know almost nothing about this war. Now we don't know who the initiator is, nor the state of the war, and who has an advantage... We don't even know who the attacker is the defender and who is the defender. Is it appropriate to get involved like this?"

"Haha...haha..." The second person laughed. "Why do you care about these things?" He shrugged again. "Or is the wizard of wizards qualified to care about such things? This is a confrontation between two giants. Even if they allow us to watch, can we see which one is stronger and who has the advantage? And even if we see, do we still have the chance to choose to take sides? Or, under normal circumstances, how could the Lord of the plane extend an olive branch to wizards?"

Although Master Lu is said to be the same as the Lord of the Plane, that's just a talk. The real situation is that Master Lu can't even beat the gods, so he is the Lord of the Plane. Haotian's ability to trade with Master Lu is simply an anomaly.

At least in the "Book of Records", Zhang Cheng's unknown senior never mentioned this matter.

"Also, what do you think Bai Ze is going on?" The second personality returned to his computer and began to read the save. "You can detect it with a little brain... You can't feel it. If you are so slow, you can't feel it... Haotian is giving us benefits. As long as we do it, the Emperor Spirit will definitely be willing to go with us. And as long as we negotiate a deal with Huang Xiong, we can also get an extra big spirit... Well, I don't recommend the latter because the bear's mood must be considered. In short, what do you think these good things are? These are the rewards Haotian gave us!"

He started to play the game again, manipulate the game characters and starts to engage in guerrilla warfare with Hatred again. The resolution of the computer screen is actually not high, and it cannot reflect the true form of Hatred. But Zhang Cheng cannot forget what Hatred is.

But suddenly, the undescribable head suddenly rushed out of the screen.

Zhang Cheng took a step back, but suddenly his whole body shuddered, and a second personality laugh came from his ears. He opened his eyes and saw Xiao Huihui trying hard to move closer to Nuanyangyang, while Nuanyangyangyang pushed it away again and again with disgust.

However, by chance, Nuan Yang would spit out the grapes and meat they had chewed to Xiao Huihui for eating. Xiao Huihui really ate them and seemed to be very happy to eat.

Looking at the plate, he had already eaten a few bunches of grapes in it, and Nuan Yangyang was still chewing slowly. At the speed of eating, he guessed that he had slept for about half an hour just now.

"Sure enough..." He smiled mockingly. "It's a blessing, not a disaster, it's a disaster."

In fact, he had known for a long time that he was just deliberately ignoring it. The second personality comes from his consciousness, which means that what the second personality knows is also known. It is just that he denies it himself.

But it seems... this time, he, the brigade master, could only be involved in this unpredictable plane war.

...

The bar is a classical building with a arched ceiling, wine barrels and beer barrels are cleverly stacked, isolating the entire bar into relatively independent spaces. Behind the bar stands a man with wide shoulders, with black hair woven into a dreadlock, decorated with various witchcraft ornaments. His naked arms are covered with blue tattoos, and his muscles are full and strong - perhaps this shows why at least the circle around the bar seems orderly and quiet.

But in more places, the drunkards are making excitement. There is a huge monitor hanging from a high place, and a game is playing. You don’t need to watch it, just by shouting from the drunkards and fans, you can know that the game is at its climax.

The Commissioner, oh, the latter could be called the former Commissioner, sitting at the counter at the moment, in front of him was his former subordinate, Peter. There was a cup in front of each of them, but the glasses were hardly moved. Anyone could see that the two people were not willing to do so. In fact, they occupied one of the most edge corners of the long bar counter and talked to each other in a low voice.

"Is that guy... that guy became the new person in charge?" the commissioner said softly. He has been removed from office for several weeks. Since that massacre, he has received news that he was dismissed from office by the president. The position was taken over by another person. A famous idiot, in the circle and even the kind that others joked about.

It would be fine if it was someone else, but he was such a mediocre and incompetent guy with no brains. Everyone recognized that he was a fool, and replaced him? The commissioner couldn't understand.

That guy's approach is completely worthy of his evaluation: he cut all aspects of funds as soon as possible. It is not an ordinary reduction, but a one-size-fits-all approach.

Professor Armstrong had a complete fallout, and the professor swears that he will never continue the project again.

The projects of scientists, that is, various theoretical research projects of superpowers, were basically abandoned. In other words, the great situation that the commissioners worked hard to arrange was destroyed in one go. All personnel, funds, and projects were all cut off. All the investments in the past were wasted - on the eve of the results.

It can be said that everything is ruined. Of course, to put it the other way around, huge capital investment has indeed been saved.

Now, the only result of the study of the superpowers of the United States is the great wizard - the detailed analysis of various abilities of Indian witchcraft has been preserved. However, in addition, the United States cannot imagine more.

In the future, all actions will revolve around one focus: the second great wizard. But how to cultivate the second great wizard? It is pure Buddhist. According to the old Indian wizards, let people try it. In addition, it is to turn a blind eye to things outside the window and close the door and do nothing at home.

There is nothing to do except save money. As for what money you save? It is said that a new building has been ordered to be built, luxuriously decorated, equipped with the most luxurious top-floor high-end office of more than 200 square meters. The overall cost is hundreds of millions of dollars, of which the office is tens of millions of dollars.

But... the Commissioner is powerless to do anything about this now. He was dismissed because he was responsible for the fire caused by the gas explosion. Although "the gas explosion caused the fire" was an unbearable excuse, absurd and ridiculous type. The Commissioner personally witnessed the bloody massacre. But this could not affect anything. Now he is just a former employee of the government who was dismissed. Yes. He was dismissed, to the most common saying, he is nothing now. According to the political habits of this country, it will take three to five years before everyone forgets the unexpected fire (of course it is not a fire at all) before he can be activated.

"So that's the case..." The commissioner sighed softly. "Such an unconcealed approach..." He began to understand. Those magicians really reached some kind of agreement with the top government leaders - although he was also one of the top leaders, but not the top small group of people - through threats? It seems that it is. If it is like the "magician" or the female mage before, they may not be able to deal with a national government, but they can definitely threaten someone.

He lost in this game, and lost in the face of underestimating the other party. The commissioner sighed again. He was about to be hidden in the snow for several years now.

But it doesn't matter, he still has a chance! He can just arrange other things in the past few years.

"By the way, how are we doing our job?"

"You mean... money laundering..." Peter knew he was wrong after he said it. "What are our extra work?"
Chapter completed!