Chapter 136: Rumors spread.

At this moment, in those other distant and mysterious paradises.

Whether in the depths of the dark forest or on the top of the majestic mountains, the beast kings of various shapes and powerful bodies raised their heads and let out deafening roars at the sky.

There was a mixture of doubt and uncertainty as well as a hint of uneasiness in these voices.

It echoed between heaven and earth, causing the wind and clouds to change color.

"What? A group of warriors with extraordinary skills have emerged in the human race, who can control strange white light, and each strike carries a tremendous force that is enough to shake the mountains and rivers?"

"Are you kidding me? How is this possible?"

A beast king who looked like a mammoth and was covered in thick ice armor listened to his subordinates' reports and whispered in disbelief.

Those torch-like eyes were wide open, flashing with complex emotions.

Elsewhere, after a similar report, a giant bird beast king whose entire body was flaming red and whose wings spread out like a phoenix reborn from the ashes questioned.

"Could it be that the human race accidentally obtained some supreme treasure that allowed them to perform high-level attacks without limit?" "This... this... simply overturns our perception of those weak and powerless ants."

"Eh? That's not right! Even if it's a rare treasure, there can't be millions of identical ones appearing at the same time."

At this moment, His feathers sparkled in the sun, and His tone was full of doubt.

At the same time, in Qingqiu Cave Heaven.

There was also a fox-shaped beast king with nine tails and a faint aura of oppression surrounding him, who sneered.

"There is a great secret hidden in the human territory that can lead to a breakthrough to a realm above the Beast King! This is absolutely absurd and unfounded speculation!"

"If that's true! Wouldn't those saints have broken through long ago?"

The words were full of disdain and ridicule.

The nine tails swayed gently, as if expressing contempt for the rumor.

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For a time, all kinds of bizarre rumors were like dandelion seeds blown away by the wind.

It floats freely among various paradises, becoming more and more widespread and more and more bizarre as it is described.

Some alien races said that there were ancient secret methods of cultivation hidden among humans, while others claimed that they had witnessed with their own eyes the shocking scene of human warriors controlling white light.

All kinds of false rumors are intertwined together to weave a series of bizarre pictures.

This makes the already complicated world situation even more confusing.

Those rumors and false information swept through the territories of various alien races like a hurricane, triggering an unprecedented storm of heated discussions.

Every blessed place seemed to be shrouded in an invisible fear.

The "beastly hearts" of countless animals were in panic, and a feeling of uneasiness quietly spread in the air.

However, what is surprising is the horrifying truth about the Sea of ​​Dead Souls.

But it did not spread to every corner as quickly as expected.

Although the reconnaissance teams of various ethnic groups sent out earlier had already reported the ominous scenes they witnessed to their respective superiors.

Among those intelligence reports, there was no shortage of detailed descriptions and warnings.

But most of the high and mighty beast kings are accustomed to peace and stable power.

My first reaction to this sudden and seemingly unreasonable information was disbelief.

Maybe, deep down in their hearts, they still have some hope.

They hope that this is just a false alarm and are unwilling to admit that the disaster that may overturn the existing order has already occurred.

Although there were a few reckless beast kings who, driven by curiosity or to prove their fearlessness, personally descended to the edge of the Sea of ​​Dead Souls, they were frightened by the terrifying scene that exceeded all imagination at that time, leaving only the instinctive desire to survive, and fled back to the paradise desperately.

But out of a deep fear of the unknown and a lack of clarity about the root causes of the incident.

These beast kings who knew more information did not dare to make what they saw and heard public.

In their hearts, besides the unspeakable fear, there is a deeper consideration.

How can we ensure the maximum benefit for ourselves and our race? Even, can we find some kind of turning point in this crisis, or use these to trick other beast kings...

In the human world, every city seemed to be bathed in the baptism of the drizzle of time.

Slowly, the people living in the new era ruled by Lin Chen gradually integrated into it.
As time goes by, there is more calmness in my daily pace.

There was also a hint of adaptation in his eyes.

In this era of rebirth after Lin Chen’s crazy massacre.

Countless ordinary people are no longer suffocated by the heavy pressure of mortgage loans, nor do they need to work hard to survive.

Here, the pressure of survival seems to have gone with the wind, as well as the workplace oppression and power games that once kept people awake at night.

Now, it has become a thing of the past.

Every day, when the morning light breaks through the dawn, people leisurely walk into the workplace.

The so-called "work" has become more of a formality, with colleagues exchanging relaxed smiles with each other.

At the moment of "checking in", it seems like you are telling the world.

“I am here, but my heart is already wandering.”

Working time is no longer an endless struggle, but a mixture of leisure and "taking it easy".

After all, according to the deduction of the super artificial intelligence Protoss, a thousand or even ten thousand ordinary people are not as efficient as a liquid Terminator robot.

Instead of letting them work and adding to the results which are too pitiful to speak of.

It would be better to place it aside as a background board, mascot, etc.

This is also why every time the sun sets, the last ray of afterglow falls.

Countless ordinary people clock out with a smile on their faces, and this moment also marks the beginning of relatively free time.

Whether in the streets and alleys, teahouses and taverns, or around the cozy dining table of a family, every corner is full of the breath of life.

People talked about daily trivialities, shared their laughter and dreams, and enjoyed the peace in silence.

Of course, such a life is not without constraints.

In this new era, Lin Chen's name has become an untouchable reverse scale.

Any disrespectful words towards him were like ice in winter, instantly freezing the air.

At the same time, any attempt to subvert Lin Chen's locking system is like a forbidden flower and can only be buried deep in the heart.

In addition, the moral standards for maintaining social harmony are like invisible milestones that guide people's behavior and must not be crossed.

If any of the above is violated, a liquid terminator robot will appear on the spot and shoot lasers directly to vaporize the person, without giving him a chance to regret.

In addition, surveillance is everywhere, like the air.

It can neither be seen nor touched, but it constantly reminds people of the price of freedom.

Although the lack of privacy is like an unhealable crack, it sometimes makes people feel an indescribable pain.

(End of this chapter)