human suffering

Chapter 1704 Battle of the Gods
The plan set by God of Suffering for the golden apple is not unscientific.

Allow time for problem solving.

If you can't solve it, it means it's all rubbish, so let's finish playing together.

There is nothing to regret, and there is nothing to be wronged.

However, as a party to solve the problem.

In Cai Gen's heart, science can no longer be comforted.

As expected, the god of suffering is so desperate and merciless in his work.

From a purely operational point of view, it is indeed very efficient.

It's just a bit tedious.

Cai Gen cleared his mind, climbed to the roof of the caravan again, punched and kicked Wu Sheng's radar, and vented the depression caused by the God of Suffering plan.

"Why didn't you say something so important earlier?

Talking about a calf is worth two, and doing nothing serious.

Why do you lose color with Naqi?

No wonder you don't have any friends, you cheated me to death, right? "

Wusheng didn't feel anything wrong with being beaten, as if he was used to it.

"Qiqi, is Cai Gen always so unreasonable?

I've said it several times, time is running out.

If he doesn't take it personally, how can he blame Chongchong? "

"Congchong, I don't understand Cai Gen as a species either.

You can say that he is a serious person, but he is always a little bit unprincipled.

You say he is not serious, but he always pretends to be a serious person.

Just get used to it, usually I ignore him when he goes crazy.

If you are bitten by a dog, how can you bite back? "

"Well, Qiqi, when you say that, I think about it.

Cai Gen, hitting me counts as time.

You can go on, I don't care, I can't bite back anyway. "

Xiao Sun jumped up and pulled Cai Gen.

"Third Uncle, it doesn't hurt if you beat him, why bother?

I suspect that Wusheng has no pain nerves at all, and his brain is completely insensitive. "

Xiaotianmao also jumped up, followed by the teddy bear.

"Smelly monkey, you are wrong.

It's really high-spirited, does he have a brain? "

"Brother Tian, ​​how can Wusheng use his brains to think?"

"He thinks with his ass, lol.

This is considered privacy, so don't tell outsiders. "

"Fu Dou, what the hell are you doing again.

Qiqi, let's have a round and let Fudou take the plane. "

"Congchong, let him take off first, I'll take it."

"Don't make a fuss, don't make a fuss.

They're all so serious.

What are you still doing stupidly?
Hurry up and get in the car.

We are not racing against time, we are saving lives.

Hurry up, whoever wants to go, where to die and where to bury, I have already thought about it.

Naqi, start the car, hurry up, as if you are immortal in the void. "

Naqi may or may not die in the void, he is mainly afraid of boredom.

Leaning on his knees, he drifted on the spot, and ran to the distant mountain without talking nonsense.

The group of people under the car moved quickly, and they all got into the car after chasing Na Qi.

Under the walls of Troy, only the logistics team and the rescued old man remained.

Cai Gen sat on the roof of the car, looking at the dark mountain, it was so high.

Cai Gen didn't like mountain climbing when he was young, especially after he became fat, it can be said that he never climbed a mountain.

Moreover, the mountain in front of him can be said to be the highest mountain that Cai Gen has ever seen with his own eyes.

After all, Ulanmutu Mountain, the highest peak in that small city, is only more than 800 meters high, and the altitude is still calculated.

In fact, the feeling is not much higher than Xiaoer's coal gangue.

Even if it is developed into a tourist area, with the cableway, Cai Gen is not willing to go.

What was the name of the big mountain in front of you just now?

Mount Olympus.

If it wasn't for the Olympics, Cai Gen wouldn't even be able to remember the name.

The space is shrinking, Naqi is running, and soon Cai Gen comes to the holy fire at the foot of the mountain.

At this time, the snowman, although still in the same posture as before, was covered in pitch black, like a snow field in early winter, muddy and extremely dirty.

Looking at the holy flame at a close distance, there is no sacred meaning there.

It's just a group of disastrous flames, reflecting the snowman's pale face, as if he was sacrificing and summoning a demon, and the painting style has changed.

With a little change in color and surrounding environment, the same sacred fire snowman can have such a big contrast. Cai Gen carefully watched it for a long time.

In the end, I began to wonder if my mentality had changed, so I saw so many dark sides?
Is it the snowman or that snowman, the holy fire or that holy fire, I think too much?

Pro jumped out of the car and began to look for the number representing the year.

But after searching for a long time, I couldn't find it.

"Boss Cai, you may still need to activate it."

Cai Gen is annoyed when he sees Pu Luo now.

On the way here just now, that mouth was like a broken cart, and it kept courting the six golden flowers.

Sometimes I want to draw sketches, sometimes I want to read palms, and I even want to feel the bones. I have no bottom line and are extremely vulgar.

"The fire is lit, and Mao is still activated?"

Pu Luo didn't understand why Cai Gen was so irritable, and simply understood it as ignorance.

"Oh, come down quickly, aren't you in a hurry?
Although Hai Dalun's script is out of control, the key to unlocking the script has not changed.

The original actors may have changed, but the process is certain.

If you don't announce the curtain, the actors won't be able to go on stage. "

Announcement?

Cai Gen jumped to the front of the car in one step, and in front of the snowman in the second step.

What's the matter, Cai Gen really didn't know whether to be happy or sad when it finally turned into an announcer.

Push the snowman hard with both hands, as if to push the snowman out.

As a result, the snowman remained motionless, and writing began to appear on his body.

Unified specifications, unified location.

The suffering calendar is 7213 years.

Cai Gen recalled, how many years have you been in Troy just now?

It seems to be the 7154th year of the bitter calendar.

Is that another 60 years?

It really is a blink of an eye, and the sea has changed.

Time is reflected in the snowman, without a sense of historical heaviness.

"Old Pu, what happened to you in 7213 years?"

Pu Luo stared at the numbers on the snowman, his eyes were a little straight, and his mouth seemed to be dreaming.

"In 7213 of the bitter calendar, in that year, my No.40 three illegitimate children were born. They are blond and blue-eyed. They must be as handsome as me when they grow up. They have inherited all the characteristics of the prophet, but unfortunately they are blind."

Not blonde?
Why are you still blind?

Could it be that the fortune tellers in Lashi World have three disadvantages and five disadvantages?
Aren't they blue eyes, but eyes closed?
Cai Gen followed Pu Luo's train of thought and thought about it divergently, but it was not nutritious.

The snowman appeared and the flame was lit, certainly not in honor of his blind son.

"Old Pu, hurry up, what happened in the 7213th year of suffering?"

Pu Luo was taken aback by Cai Gen's yelling, and he reacted instantly and exclaimed.

"Battle of the Gods!"

What?
Cai Gen wanted to continue to ask in detail, but saw a sudden change in the surroundings in front of him.

The originally pitch-black mountain disappeared, replaced by ruins, the earth was devastated, and the sky was blood-stained.

All kinds of magical special effects, like the time to ring the bell on the New Year's Eve, are flying all over the sky, making people dazzled.

A chain of lightning, like an upside-down towering tree, directly enveloped Cai Gen and the others.

Cai Gen closed his eyes resolutely, and clenched his teeth symbolically, expressing his last stubbornness.

Who can be faster than lightning?
Resist it hard, running is useless.

(End of this chapter)