Shepherding Humanity (Nurturing Humanity)

"Moving bricks?"

The entire Huangquan Road was instantly empty.

At this moment, the crowded newsstands also turned to kill the bricks.

"Go to the moving bricks and read the latest chapter, don't squeeze me!"

"Holding the sun and moon to pick the stars, there are no people like me in the world, this title is too tempting, the Alchemy Emperor should have won, but"

There is no way, this is the most disturbing plot. Grantham has been saving for a long time, and this is the key chapter of the earth-shattering counterattack. After all, this novel is not only true and delicate in writing, but some of the training systems in it seem to be achievable, and even more Expanded the sense of substitution.

"Moving bricks?"

Zhang Xiao tore up the newspaper.

He stood alone, looked at the crowd in the distance, and took a deep breath, "I actually got angry with the underworld, it's really strange, it's so new and special."

He admired more and more.

This kind of model is unpredictable, at least he once, as the hero of a country, would never have thought of similar measures.

It is indeed the underworld, the most mysterious place in the legend.

"Forget it, this novel contains great horror. I am in it at this time to obtain information of some kind of knowledge and wisdom!" He thought for a while, but he couldn't help but want to know the ending, and strode, "Wait a minute. After reading this chapter, I stopped reading and continued to go back, squatting at the source of Huangquan Road, waiting for the person who may appear, who can remember the reincarnation, then maybe.”

Moving brick offices.

A tree man is sitting on a chair.

His door was even more crowded than the long queue on Meng Po's side, as if he was Meng Po.

He kept saying to the people in line: "You have to move bricks before you can continue watching! However, to move bricks, you must first smelt bricks. This is a common sense. How can you move without bricks? You are all strong with special talents. The efficiency is amazing and it will be done very quickly.”

He is constantly assigning tasks, just like a subcontractor's image.

The underworld is in the physical space, naturally not in the thinking space of Mengmei.

Soil and flowers are all real, and quite powerful ghosts have been reincarnated countless times, their talents are naturally powerful, and even the powerful souls they possess can be transformed into substance. When they come into contact with matter, they can naturally move bricks and build buildings.

"faster."

"Go smelting!"

In an instant, the flow of people on Huangquan Road started, as if entering the era of iron and steel smelting, full of passion.

"Finally, let's do it." The cat jumped on the chair, wiped his sweat, and peeked at the Naihe Bridge in the distance.

Bringing people to start construction is also one of Fengdu's construction plans.

Although the underworld often suspends business and is used to it, but because of the artificial closure in front of her, Meng Po is so calm, she must have said hello in advance, otherwise, he would have been cold for a long time.

It's not that he didn't know about the ruthless means of this woman Meng, and he felt horrified just thinking about it.

"The water friends in the live broadcast room, are the architectural drawings almost done? After all, many of them are from civil engineering backgrounds, and they also invited Mengmei, a land developer, to plan and build a large-scale formation to match the heavens."

"And the big guys, hurry up and translate, let's kill them and let them experience the pain of chasing more! Let them chase 100 million chapters!" Cat jumped with great ambitions, and said to the live broadcast room, "And everyone Shui Friends, if you think it looks good, give it a reward."

Everyone in the live broadcast room: "."

They thought it was poisonous.

Which other people's live broadcast room is not enjoying obediently? Watching the anchor's performance, with fair skin and beautiful long legs, how about them? Looking at a tree, you not only have to pay a reward, but also help with labor and work hard.

At noon in full swing, I gradually stopped working.

A group of people sat down when they were tired, and began to sit on the bricks of the construction site, harvesting the newspapers of the fruits of their labors, reading the next chapter with happiness, and feeling that their days were very fulfilling.

"Brother, your level of moving bricks is not low." Some creatures around said to Zhang Xiao, they were full of admiration, and now, they gradually understood the meaning of the word "moving bricks".

Zhang Xiao didn't say much. After all, the cultivation base and talent were there. He was very withdrawn, ignoring the group of people who were discussing the plot lively, sitting on the stone bricks of the construction site, and quietly reading the newspaper in the corner.

"Sure enough, I wasn't disappointed!" He squeezed the newspaper tightly and was hooked. He saw the hearty and high-burning fight, and every pore of this God of Swords, known as the heroic swordsman, was stretched!

Cool!

So cool!

I saw the last write:

[Alchemy Emperor Grantham, facing the super ancient hero King Gilgamesh summoned by Medusa, still easily defeated the opponent, completely suppressed the entire era, turned into the most dazzling sun, and the alchemy era was completely opened! The name of Grantham, the monarch in charge of the gate of truth and alchemy, has resounded all over the world, but he quietly returned to the Elizabethan Freemasonry, and said to the seven little witches, "I'm back", just this sentence , made them wait a hundred springs and autumns]

Seeing this scene, Zhang Xiao was satisfied.

It's the end!

Overturning the entire dark age, invincible in the world, the story should have ended.

And it was a happy ending to have lovers with seven little witches. Sitting on the construction site, Zhang Xiao couldn't help but feel overwhelmed and decided not to watch it. The plot behind should be a peaceful and happy life.

However, he casually glanced at the preview of the next chapter,

"The Great Alchemist opened up the age of Babylonian alchemy, built world-class wonders, and the Hanging Garden of Babylon. The giant Adolf can be called all kinds of miracles, and can be called the most glorious era in the history of Babylonian wizards. And the seven little witches are about to die. Where should the Great Alchemist go?"

Please read the next chapter: The Land of the Gods, the God of God!

God?

To see the land of the gods?

The name of this chapter made his expression instantly tense, "Alchemy Emperor, how could he be so bold!? That's God!"

What is the ups and downs, the ups and downs?

This is!

His heart stirred again.

Yes, count the time, the seven little witches are only second- and third-order levels, and they will be dying of old age at this time.

He couldn't help but take a deep breath, is there no pain in becoming a strong person? I remembered the sentence "Life has always been like this, even the strong have pain", as if they echoed before and after, obviously for seven little witches to overthrow the entire era and defeat the most powerful enemy, but the entire enemy of time is no match. Even if Grantham becomes the strongest at the top of the world, there will be pain.

The surroundings were tense, and many seven little witches were so angry that their teeth were itching.

"Is poor Miss Elizabeth, and other lovely little girls, dying?"

"What's going on with this ending!"

"Wait, go to the gods, is it difficult, Grantham wants to go to the sky for the life of the seven little witches, find the land of the gods, see the gods, and find a way to prolong life"

"how can that be!"

"Grantham, so infatuated"

The eager discussions around him made Zhang Xiao also start to get confused. He didn't succeed, but the Alchemist Emperor succeeded, but he didn't reap the good fruits. Is he really going to have a sad end?

"Without good rewards, life is always miserable?"

He took a deep breath and was finally touched by the story inside.

After all, the subsequent development was too annoying. He hesitated a few times, looked around and stopped, and continued to work hard to move the bricks, "Forget it, move it for another afternoon, there will be another chapter in the evening, and I will leave after reading it. "

a few days later.

"Brother, I'm not as good at moving bricks as you are." A celestial being sighed and sighed, he was convinced. He originally thought that his talent, as a noble celestial being, would be extremely dazzling even if he did such a lowly job. Think of such a strange person.