From one person to sow ten thousand worlds

Chapter 125 Is it the land of the king in the whole world, and the land of the land is the king's subject!
"Very bad name~"

Although complaining, I have to say that the fragrance of the fifth floor is really good, which makes people have an urge to move their index fingers.

This made the man in the suit ignore the name of the restaurant.

"Boss, what delicacies have you never tasted in the capital~"

Meng Tian's face darkened.

Back in the capital, the state banquet chefs prepared the best food, which was much better than in my own time.

It was quite fun to see His Majesty eating at that time~
"Hey, can it be the same? The mutton steamed buns are made of sheep and have no mutton smell at all. If there is no mutton smell, what's the point of eating?"

The middle-aged man in a suit has a dark face.

Those 'royal chefs' have already figured out the pissing nature of themselves.

Don't ask for what you do to suit your taste, but ask for what you do not go wrong.

The taste is not bad when you eat it for the first time, but it becomes a bit bland when you eat too much.

"You can actually tell them~" Meng Tian said weakly.

After all, even after so many years, after being summoned, I thought I was going to fight some kind of battle.

As a result, the official's attitude towards him was very respectful, but nothing was answered!
It’s just a change in the taste of the food, as long as you say it, they can send a bowl of mutton soup overnight~
"Who am I?"

The middle-aged man in the suit pointed to his nose with an unprecedented seriousness on his face.

"My boss wins. Zhao Zheng!" Meng Tian still didn't say the name after all.

How to say, the name of my boss is really resounding, this time I went out to avoid other people, I must want to use a pseudonym.

Otherwise, if you say it casually, it will attract the attention of others, and it will be difficult to act.

And because the boss lived in Zhao country when he was young, he took the surname Zhao.

"Yes, who am I, I am Zhao Zheng!
Even if it's not to my liking, what can I say? "

Zhao Zheng's eyes widened in disbelief.

Me, Zhao Zheng!
Unify the heaven and earth, and conquer the eight wastelands!

Cars with the same text, books with the same track.
None of the ancient emperors could compare with him, even the Three Emperors and Five Emperors in ancient times were not convinced at all, claiming that their achievements were no less than theirs.

We are such a great person, we should be admired by the future generations, we are their idols!

An idol must act like an idol.

If I spend all day talking here and there for some trivial matter that doesn't suit my taste, do I still want to be ashamed?
The identity is there, we just popped a fart, the group of people below have to study whether we have been angry because of something recently~
style!

The style must be there, we are the emperor through the ages!
Not to your taste?

Hold on, what else can I do~
"Hey~"

Thinking of this, even Zhao Zheng couldn't help but sigh.

The burden of idols is a bad habit, but unfortunately I can't quit~
That sound of praise to the thief~
"Suck it~"

Zhao Zheng couldn't help swallowing. After becoming a Heroic Spirit, we only need to have a supply of magic power. It doesn't matter if we don't eat, but it doesn't mean that our sense of taste has failed!

Just about to step in.

A bowl-shaped black shadow flew out from the door, Zhao Zheng and Meng Tian hurriedly avoided.

"pat~"

"Are you going to entertain this king with this kind of poor food?"

The shattered ceramic fragments on the ground have a strong smell of mutton soup, and some steamed buns can be vaguely seen on them~
Just lying quietly in front of the two of them, the atmosphere became stagnant for a moment.

Meng Tian swore that since he came to this era, it was the first time he saw his master's face so dark.

At this moment, on the fifth floor.

Gilgamesh was very upset, and the waiter standing beside him was trembling~
Ever since I came to the land of Daxia, I can say that everything is not going well.

Xiandao's original goal was the Holy Grail. Although he also had the prototype of that treasure in his treasury, after all, the treasure was just a replica of the treasure from the world consciousness.

There are some gaps compared with the real one.

What's more, I already regarded these treasures as my own. In fact, all the treasures under the sun should belong to me.

With this kind of thinking in mind, I went to Xiandao by myself. Of course, I mainly wanted to compete with the legendary Emperor Xin.

This guy Iskandar already wants to challenge Yingzheng one-on-one. If his opponent can't even match the defeated Iskandar, wouldn't it appear that the king is too incompetent?
Then who knew that Di Xin was not summoned at all.

Still belittled by that kid Su Mo?
Originally, he wanted to wait for himself to kill Xiandao, then slap Su Mo in the face with ea, and get back his Holy Grail by the way.

In the end, he was dealt with without even seeing the owner of Xiandao?
This king has never suffered such grievances in his life.

So after being rejected by Xiandao, I immediately found out Su Mo's location.

One is to get back the Holy Grail that should have been him.

Now the whole world has almost spread the word that Su Mo is the ultimate beneficiary of Xiandao, and the Holy Grail should also be in Su Mo's hands.

The second is to find Su Mo and avenge all the revenge that should be done!

When I passed by the fifth floor, I was attracted by the fragrance here, so I stopped by to taste the food here, and the result——

To be honest, the taste is not bad, but the appearance is a bit off, but it doesn't prevent me from losing my temper~
"Hahahaha, I think it tastes pretty good~"

Iskandar ate with big mouthfuls, while laughing. Waver and Kotomine Kirei huddled in the corner and did not speak.

Even if Gilgamesh loses his temper, the two don't care.

Although he loses his temper, the Heroic Spirits complain at best, and they won't embarrass ordinary people here.

But if the two of us stepped forward at this moment, we would immediately become punching bags.

Gilgamesh casts a contemptuous glance at Iskandar.

"The food this king eats is deliciously prepared by the gods. This kind of low-level food is something that you can eat!"

Saying this made Gilgamesh's face a little more arrogant.

"Speaking of which, what is the purpose of your coming here?"

Gilgamesh looked at Iskandar with a slightly serious expression.

Although he easily defeated the opponent in the last Holy Grail War, even Gilgamesh has to admit that he is indeed an opponent worthy of attention now that he has the magic power of the Holy Grail.

After all, his king's army is not so much his own strength, but rather the front and strength of all the troops he led during his lifetime.

After breaking away from the restrictions of Fuyuki's inferior imitation, everyone in the army can display the strength of a heroic spirit.

There are even corresponding Noble Phantasms, some of which are even stronger than Iskandar himself.

He alone is an invincible army!

Iskandar put down the act of wolfing down, and became a little more serious.

"This world is changing too fast. If I want to conquer this land, I need to recruit more subjects!"

Iskandar has never concealed his intentions and desires.

Su Mo was the one he recruited.

Standing shoulder to shoulder with a heroic spirit with a flesh and blood body, this is not something that can be achieved by just practicing Bajiquan, it is more about aptitude.

This talent is top notch even in the Age of Gods.

"Cut~ bored!"

Gilgamesh glanced away and looked away.

"Who, who threw the mutton soup?"

Before Gilgamesh could say anything, a loud voice with a thick accent came from the door.

It's just that the next moment, the two people who were relatively relaxed at first suddenly tensed up their muscles.

In front of him, two figures walked in.

One of them was a middle-aged man dressed in a black suit and shiny black leather shoes. Behind him stood a big man.

The big man had no expression on his face, and followed the man in the suit sternly, looking a bit like a bodyguard.

Generally speaking, people dressed like this in this day and age are either salesmen or lawyers, but both Gilgamesh and Iskandar looked at them with serious expressions.

From them, I feel the danger!
Heroic Spirit? !
And it's not an ordinary heroic spirit, even among the heroic spirits, it's the best.

"It's my king, what's wrong!"

Although it is not easy to know each other, who is Gilgamesh?

The oldest king of Uruk, even in Dasha Gilgamesh, has never been cowardly.

The Daxia official also turned a blind eye to his behavior.

Perhaps for Daxia, facing a heroic spirit of this level, as long as the other party doesn't make too much trouble, he doesn't bother to bother.

The next moment, Gilgamesh and Iskandar reacted to the violent magic power surging from the two people opposite them.

Although everyone is the top Heroic Spirit, it would be embarrassing to have a fight over such a trivial matter~
But since the other party wants to fight, the two of them are not in the slightest.

The four huge magical powers continued to soar as if they were going to compete with each other.

"Buzz~"

Ripples and ripples appeared behind Gilgamesh, and treasures that could be said to be treasures in any era poked their heads out.

Iskandar also has lavender thunder appearing all over his body.

As the King of Conquerors, he believed in Zeus, the god-king who ruled the sky, and as his believer, he seemed to have a bit of the other side's demeanor.

"Boom~"

It was as if a blister had been gently punctured, and everything in reality seemed to be completely stabilized by some kind of force.

Magic power, lightning, and all kinds of treasures in the king's treasure, everything seemed to be an illusion and turned into a bubble and was corrected by reality.

Then--

Then Gilgamesh saw the man in the suit in front of him lightly pull out a gun.

The gun body is ordinary, the kind of pistol most commonly used by ordinary people in the human world.

If I see someone aiming this gun at me on weekdays, I will at best think that the other person's head is broken.

but now?

"Bang~"

"Bah, what kind of bastard is still playing magic, the times have changed~"

Zhao Zheng spat lightly and blew the white smoke from the muzzle of the gun, and stuffed it into his waist.

"Boss, come out and wash the floor!"

These were the last words Gilgamesh heard after feeling the pain.

Gilgamesh is not worried about his own life and death!
There are countless treasures in the King's Treasure that can revive him, and he has arranged many backhands, but Gilgamesh was stunned.

When I came to this country before, I thought about all kinds of ways to die.

After all, it is someone else's territory, and when dozens of heroic spirits beat him up, he will have to stop eating~
Or some heroic spirits have the ability to die instantly, and they will kill themselves immediately if they touch themselves.

Anything is possible!
This era can be without my hero king Gilgamesh, but I haven't played enough of the hero king!

but--

I never thought that I would be killed by an ordinary gun used by ordinary people!
The next moment, Gilgamesh's consciousness was completely plunged into darkness.

After the fifth floor was thoroughly cleaned, Zhao Zheng began to look at the fifth floor.

The decoration is very stylish!

It has its own style of that period.

The boss is also a fastidious person, and he didn't ask much when he watched him take out a gun and kill a barbarian.

I thought I was going to be nagged by those juniors again~
The weather is nice today.

"Your Majesty, you said before you came that you don't need a treasure."

Meng Tian smiled wryly.

I know about my majesty's precious treasure, is it the king's land in the whole world, and the king's minister on the shore of the land!
This is the power endowed after unifying the six kingdoms and creating unprecedented feats. It is the ultimate ability beyond the inherent barrier.

But if you use it now, are you sure you are not afraid of being nagged by those younger generations?

"I don't need a treasure."

While speaking, Zhao Zheng lightly threw out a pendant.

"This is--"

The next moment, Meng Tian's eyes widened involuntarily.

It was a wedge-shaped object that looked like an awl but was very regular. It looked ordinary and was no different from a five-yuan pendant at the night market.

but--

The place where it is located seems to spontaneously isolate all transcendence, it is like the anchor point of reality, and all timelines except what it thinks are real are attributed to one point.

Nima, this thing that has been in fantasy has really been made? !
At the same time, Su Mo knew nothing about the outside world.

At this moment, Su Mo is already in a fantasy world.

Su Mo figured it out, if he wanted to change history, he had to be powerful enough, otherwise, even if he really went to the period of the Republic of China, he might not be able to change anything.

After regaining consciousness, Su Mo looked at the surrounding environment quite calmly.

This is a rather modest bedroom.

The arrangement of the facilities was extremely simple, which made Su Mo feel a little relieved.

After all, if you become a beggar like you did in the first life, or if you have to go through countless years of fighting, it will be really difficult for you.

The surrounding aura is not very strong, but it is thriving.

It's like renewing everything from one yuan to the next.

"Master Bishop, it's not good!"

Just as Su Mo felt his surroundings, an urgent voice came from outside the door.

Su Mo was slightly taken aback.

Bishop?

it's me!

Oh ~
My name is Baiyue!

Today is the most important day in my life.

(End of this chapter)