Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 829 Ignition ([-])

Huge loss!
Facing the san value that had already dropped below [-] points, Fu Qian couldn't help feeling a burst of emotion.

Fighting is really harmful to physical and mental health!

Of course, if you really want to do it again, Fu Qian will still burn the san value below double digits without hesitation.

Of course, another place that needs to be touched is that after the war, there were no leisure tasks, and a level [-] item came directly, and even——

【Choose the skills and equipment you want to carry】

A reminder sounded in his ears, indicating that this task does not even limit abilities.

Level [-] items do not limit abilities, and I have to say that this midnight exercise is really exciting.

While shaking his head, Fu Qian selected all the skills and equipment conveniently, and brought all the equipment with him.

【……4%…6%…10%…18%…34%…66%…100%，收容场景加载完成】

[In an incredible dimension, this is a bustling city.

Unprecedented inclusiveness allows you to see any whimsy here.

All deviant things will be accepted in criticism.

Of course, these are just appearances, its essence is deep and quiet, and the performance is that any intrusion from other places will subside in the end.

All in all, when acting here, you'd better avoid acting out of place]

When the five senses recovered, Fu Qian felt his body was shaking for a while.

Maintaining his balance easily, he raised his eyes and saw a beautifully decorated space in front of him, with a soft cushion under his buttocks.

It's not very big, and it's empty only by myself.

carriage?

Fu Qian soon realized that he was sitting in some kind of vehicle.

Of course, for a carriage, this speed is already very good.

Continuing to maintain his identity as a passenger, Fu Qian was silently thinking about what he had just heard, without rushing to do anything.

I have to say the wording is a bit odd.

The prosperity has already been seen, but the interior decoration of a carriage can be called gorgeous and exquisite.

But "Unbelievable Dimensions" doesn't sound like the real world.

Of course, one thing to be gratified about——

Fu Qian touched his body to confirm that he was fully armed, and his strength was not compromised at all.

Just as he was thinking about whether to put on the mask bestowed by the Pope, Fu Qian frowned the next moment, stood up in the bumpy carriage, and took two steps back.

Boom!

Amidst the loud noise, a heavy billboard fell from the sky, smashing the rear half of the carriage into pieces.

Hahahaha!

It wasn't until this moment that a burst of maniacal laughter came from the top of his head, which sounded quite cheerful.

Listening to the mission introduction, I thought it was Neverland, but is it actually a sin city style?

Walking down from half of the carriage, Fu Qian leaned against the deformed axle.

The coachman was obviously experienced, and he controlled the power source immediately without causing more serious consequences.

From this angle, one can see a guy with colorful hair and white face laughing wildly at the top of a towering building on the street, looking very proud of his masterpiece.

Theoretically speaking, shouldn't a building like this exist in the same era as the carriage?
But Fu Qian didn't rush to pay attention to him, thinking about another question.

For a while, he had a more intuitive understanding of the inclusiveness in the mission introduction.

"Hello, lucky young man!"

And the next moment, the terrorist on the roof obviously noticed Fu Qian who was intact, and instead of being disappointed, he smiled even more heartily.

In the next moment of creaking, another billboard on the roof roared down, no smaller than the one on the ground.

It's a pity that the accuracy was not so good this time.

Amidst the loud noise, Fu Qian stood still, and the billboard fell ten meters away.

And this kind of situation obviously made the person on the roof very annoyed.

However, although he still has more ideas, he has no other billboards to use.

After scratching his hair and scratching for a while, this man seemed to have thought of something, and actually stood on the edge of the roof, and at the same time opened his hands and looked up at the sky.

The next moment, without waiting for the others to react, this man leaped straight out of the building, and let out a comfortable scream in the air.

There was no turning point such as deploying a hang glider or a parachute halfway. After about five seconds, this man fell to the ground in a free-fall posture, and directly smashed a hole.

What's more exaggerated, under the powerful impact, all the body fluids in this man's body seemed to be squeezed out from the pores, and his whole body was soaked in black stickiness for a while.

Sure enough, he is not a normal person?

Looking at the terrorist who was prostrate on the ground and struggling to kneel up, Fu Qian nodded secretly.

I just noticed that this person's aura is a bit different from ordinary people, and I feel that he is at least at an intermediate level.

"You dance well, what's your name?"

Seeing the deformed skull in front of him recover quickly, Fu Qian nodded in praise.

"Damn it, it's just that close..."

The person involved was obviously not very satisfied, and it took a full half a minute to get up from the ground.

"You screwed up my grand entrance, rat."

"Ah? Is it because I didn't stand properly?"

Fu Qian suddenly realized something.

This was obviously saying that he was standing in the wrong position, and he didn't let him hit it successfully.

"That's really embarrassing."

The next moment, Fu Qian really apologized, and even pointed upstairs.

"You can go up and do it again, this time I won't make a mistake."

……

It could be seen that the other party felt Fu Qian's sincerity.

After a few seconds of silence, this man got up from the ground, straightened his blood-stained clothes, and glanced at the wreckage beside him.

"I hate carriages."

After leaving this sentence, the man walked away without looking back, and after a distance of only a dozen meters, his originally injured leg returned to normal.

If you really hate it, smashing it is useless, the best way is to invent a car, that is called the rolling wheel of history.

Feeling emotional, Fu Qian walked around to the front of the carriage and glanced at the driver who had already hid aside.

"fine?"

"I am fine."

Shirt and vest, the latter, dressed in a serious manner, looks calm at the moment.

"very good."

Fu Qian didn't say much, the next moment he looked at the remaining half of the carriage.

Is this... a biodynamic Batmobile?

At that moment, Fu Qian only felt that his imagination was challenged.

The remaining half of the front section of the carriage is obviously different from the interior decoration style.

The pure black appearance has criss-crossing sharp lines, and at first glance, it even looks a bit like a crawling bat.

This place is anything but weird!

Amidst the emotion, Fu Qian felt something in his heart, and looked towards a certain location on the corner of the street.

The next moment, he found a pair of eyes without emotion, watching him silently.

A demigod came directly?
And it seemed that the other party had also discovered the fact that he was a demigod.

(End of this chapter)