Chapter 480： Modern God Stick 08 ┃ Dictatorship Disobedience God Operator (1/2)

Zhuang Li was lying on a rocking chair and basking in the sun, but his mind was not idle. He was using the supercomputer stored in his portable space to quickly search for all the information about this world.

Xuan Ming said that there are ghosts in this world.

However, on the Internet, he found that all posts or videos with the word ghosts and ghosts will be deleted as soon as possible. There is a huge force that secretly cleans up relevant information and minimizes the population's contact with such beings.

Talking about ghosts changing to this level is not normal in itself.

The more you cover it up, the more it shows that something is really wrong with the world.

Zhuang Li frowned slightly, then sneaked into the dark web and continued to search. He found that what he couldn't find in the bright world, was showing a blowout pattern here. All kinds of black magic, white magic, Maoshan Taoism, head-dropping, Gu, etc. can all find the breeding ground.

Many people call themselves mages, Gu masters, head descendants and even demons.

More people buy and sell all kinds of strange and even **** materials here, such as black donkey hooves, cinnabar, yellow paper, baby corpses, human bones and so on.

In the Internet, the world is also showing the phenomenon of bipolar separation. The calm on the surface and the turbulent underground tide. I don't know what kind of drastic changes will be brewing. The outer world and the inner world will one day merge into one big world.

The darkness is quietly expanding, and the light is ignorant, which is obviously very dangerous. And the day when darkness completely descends, is it the day of apocalypse that the Lord God wants?

Zhuang Li walked around the dark web, and soon realized that even this seemingly rich web is just the tip of the iceberg in the world.

The so-called inner world should be a darker, more hidden, and more desperate and terrifying world.

"I have to make up for this knowledge." Zhuang Li felt the lack of knowledge for the first time.

"What knowledge?" 7480 asked strangely.

It doesn't even know that the owner has something that he doesn't understand.

"Black magic, white magic, Taoism, Gu, head-dropping, etc." Zhuang Li pondered: "I can't believe it, but I can't help but understand."

When he said this, he activated more than a dozen supercomputers in his portable space, and let them transmit the relevant information of every world he had been to into his brain, and at the same time, he also collected the network in this world as comprehensively as possible. All the information that can be found in .

The volume of this information is large enough to build a parallel world.

All the bizarre, fantastic, and even absurd horrors are hidden in these bizarre materials.

Zhuang Li has been accepting, reading, analyzing, and studying these materials, making every effort to prepare for the future.

Knowing yourself and knowing your enemy can win a hundred battles. Living in this world, it is impossible for him to never touch the origin of this world.

And he faintly felt that the origin of this world has only two words, that is - horror.

It's a world where all the horrors come together.

The despair of the end times makes life impossible, and the horrors of this world may make death a luxury.

Sensing his thoughts, 7480 shrank in fright.

"Heaven and earth, bless the gods to come here quickly to save my master's life!" It knelt on the ground and prayed devoutly.

However, Zhuang Li was completely self-absorbed and wandered in this bizarre world. This is a world he doesn't understand at all and has never been in contact with, and he already has a premonition that this world will be very interesting!

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Zhang Lijun took his grandfather around for a while before returning home. When he entered the door, he was just in time for breakfast.

His mother walked out of the kitchen with a pot of polenta and asked happily, "You guys are back? How is the fortune-telling? What did Zhuang Li say?"

Dad Zhang stuck his head out of the bathroom and muttered while brushing his teeth: "What else can I say, I must be praising our army for its excellent performance and a bright future. Junjun himself said it himself, he will definitely be able to go to Jianda this time. Junjun is just right when he has a small idea, when has his ambition ever failed?"

When Zhang Ma thought about it, she said cheerfully: "Zhuang Li also knows that our military has good grades, so he will definitely not speak slander."

"That's not right. He said that we couldn't pass the military test. Didn't he smash his own brand? This is a sure thing." Dad Zhang washed away the foam in his mouth and walked out of the bathroom with a proud and determined look on his face. .

His son is not only the most promising child in Zhangjia Village, but also the most promising child in the entire C City, and he will never find a second one!

Mr. Zhang walked all the way, his temper was blocked, and he snorted coldly: "He really said bad things! This kid really has a bad conscience in order to deceive the pension book in my hand! He actually said that our army is in the army. I definitely won't be able to get into Jianda. This makes me mad! I almost gave him all the money in my pocket to solve the problem, but luckily the army stopped me!"

Zhang Lijun patted his grandfather's back lightly and comforted: "You just want to understand it, don't believe these liars in the future. The money you save can buy yourself something delicious and delicious, it's better than throwing water. Li Qiang? If I go abroad in the future, you must never interact with these swashbuckling people, or I won't feel at ease studying outside."

Hearing that his grandson couldn't feel at ease when he was studying, Mr. Zhang became anxious, and swore quickly that he would never go to Zhuang Li's fortune-telling hall again.

Ma Zhang also blushed with anger, and scorned: "Since Brother Zhuang and sister-in-law have left one after another, this Zhuang Li has really become more and more impersonal. He even cheated the money from the neighbors! I am afraid that he will not be able to take care of himself. How many times have you given him meals?"

Dad Zhang patted the table and said, "Junjun, didn't you say that the school will be able to give you a reply in the next few days? Hurry up and turn on the computer to check, what if country Y sends you an admission notice?"

Zhang Lijun thought about it too, he quickly brought his laptop over, put it on the dining table, and opened his mailbox while drinking porridge.