Creation of All People: I Create a World of Weird Talk

Chapter 233 The Memorial Service

The next day, nothing happened today.

Shen Hui planned to visit Qingxue and the others.

Came alone to the sanatorium belonging to the Red Night organization in the suburbs.

When he just arrived at the gate, Shen Hui saw Zhiyue standing at the gate.

She wore a black and white striped V-neck long-sleeved shirt, her collarbone was clearly visible, and her exposed skin was as radiant as a bright moon, delicate and smooth.

The lower body is in an off-white short skirt, and a pair of moist and well-proportioned, graceful and round slender jade legs are very eye-catching.

Especially under the irradiance of the eyes, there is a kind of shining feeling.

The feet are no longer the high heels that were often seen in the past, but a pair of long white socks and sneakers.

She leaned against the gate, with her hands crossed on her chest, looking full of energy in the sunlight.

But she was looking into the distance, wandering in the sky, not knowing what she was thinking.

When Shen Hui approached the other party, Zhiyue came back to her senses.

Seeing Shen Hui looking at her, Zhiyue smiled like a spring breeze, and stretched her body generously.

"Just looking at it is boring, do you want my sister to teach you how to dress in private?"

Zhiyue paused while speaking, and then added.

"When the time comes, wear a suit for yourself."

Shen Hui said righteously: "No need, I'm just improving my artistic aesthetics."

The two sides teased each other a little.

Zhiyue opened the mouth and said:

"Yesterday's incident was quite big, and it almost fell into the hands of the Giant God Cult?"

Although Zhiyue did not participate in the turmoil of the Giant God Sect yesterday, the news had already been passed on.

"It's okay, at least I'm safe and sound."

Shen Hui had an indifferent attitude.

"What are you thinking about, are you worried?"

Zhiyue frowned lightly: "It's not a worry, it's because there seems to be some action in the Tarot Club recently, and I just received the news yesterday."

"What is it?"

Shen Hui asked curiously. After all, according to the nature of the Tarot Society, there are very few collective actions.

Zhiyue shook her head: "I don't know yet. The Fool will notify you when the time comes, and I don't know if he will call you."

"Me? Forget it."

Shen Hui pointed at himself, and spread his hands in a helpless look.

Then Shen Hui asked: "Qingxue, what's the matter, you haven't woken up yet?"

Zhiyue: "Woke up once yesterday morning, that's when your world came."

"I wanted to contact you, but I passed out again not long after. It seems that there should be no serious problem. Maybe it will be fine in a few days."

"She didn't say anything? And her family..."

Qingxue still has her parents still alive, if she never goes back and has no news, she will definitely be worried.

Especially after yesterday's turmoil, being out of touch could conjure up the possibility of death.

However, Zhiyue showed an expression of being in control.

"Don't worry, her parents have already sent someone to inform that Qingxue is doing a mission in the Sea of ​​Stars and it will take some time before she can go back."

"She woke up yesterday, we told her what happened, she asked how you were, and passed out."

"I'll go in and see her."

As Shen Hui said, he started to walk inside.

When she came to Qingxue's room and opened the door, she slept there peacefully.

Shen Hui sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her delicate face, and couldn't help but reach out and gently stroke it.

"Hope you feel better soon."

"I promised President Chiyan to take you to dinner."

Shen Hui spoke softly, feeling an indescribable feeling in his heart.

At this moment, Leng Zimeng walked in from the outside, apparently not expecting Shen Hui to appear.

With a bit of surprise in his tone, he said: "Shen Hui is here."

Shen Hui looked back at her, stood up and asked casually: "How is your brother Huang Lingheng?"

"It has not continued to deteriorate, and it is still not clear whether it is good or bad."

Shen Hui nodded, not caring about Huang Lingheng at all.

After chatting with them for a while, and staying here until the afternoon, Shen Hui left.

Originally, Shen Hui planned to ask the two of them if there was any way to deal with illegal goods.

But after thinking about it, I decided to forget it. If I can't tell the rest of this matter, I'd better not tell it as much as possible.

And I still have a channel, and I should be able to get news related to this.

Of course, it is in the black market, where intelligence and information are bought and sold, and bought with money.

After returning in the afternoon, Shen Hui went to the World Association to find Chi Yan, and asked President Fan Hao if there was any news.

In Shen's discouragement, the itching of the resources that can be obtained is unbearable.

But there was no news yet, Shen Hui went to the land of the ownerless world to take a look.

The higher the level of unowned worlds, the rarer they are.

The created world born naturally, without the guidance of the Creator.

It is difficult to grow to the world of creation above level five.

Even a low-level creation world with the ability to develop on its own can hardly break through without guidance.

And from the death of the Creator, there are very few created worlds that become ownerless.

First of all, the number of creators who have such a level of creation world is much smaller than that of low-level creators, and the chance of death is also small.

Moreover, a creation world war of this level is also a devastating blow to the creation world.

There is a high probability that the world will be swallowed directly, or nothing will be left after being destroyed.

And it was created by the World Association, a land of no man with the controllability of the world of no man's challenge.

There are even fewer high-level unowned worlds that can be captured.

So it's better to go to the uninhibited land and try your luck with random challenges.

In Borderlands, Shen Hui casually challenged two low-level Borderlands.

Directly using the world of death, it turned into a terrifying and strange world that enveloped the opponent's world.

And those strange heroes in the dead world, as well as special areas, directly turned into existences similar to dungeons.

The life in this world is dragged in, and slowly strangled in despair.

Form a dimensionality reduction blow, easily squeeze fear, and kill lives.

The low-level unowned world is swallowed up and can't provide anything useful.

At most, the resources in the ownerless world are converted into the power of the world's origin and extracted.

But how much you can earn is a little bit.

It is rare for Shen Hui to go to the uninhibited land to huddle with people, so he challenged the low-level unowned world for two days in the uninhibited land to earn some power of the world's origin.

Three days had passed, Shen Ash was still immersed in the low-level fun of crushing the low-level world.

Chi Yan came to the Land of No Man and found Shen Hui.

"Today is the day to hold a memorial service for the comrades who died in the turmoil, and your boy is still here."

"Ah!? Good president, shall we go now?"

It was only then that Shen Hui remembered that the memorial service was a scheming funeral.

Shen Hui no matter what, even if it's just a superficial effort, he still has to go there.

"Come on, follow me to change clothes."

Chi Yan had already made preparations, along with Chen Chen's clothes.

(End of this chapter)