Because I'm too afraid of being unlucky, I'm all lucky.

Moreover, he felt that the supreme divinity might already know that he had entered this world, and that the other party was waiting for him.

Henry Zhang's body surface was wrapped with a trace of red mist, and there was a sizzling sound, which made him frown.

He was puzzled when he observed that the mysterious creatures and the containment of the SCP Foundation were not affected.

He said in his heart that the crimson being fought against the pitch-black ancient god, he should have no distinction between the enemy and himself, but why was he the only outsider affected?

Is there any fundamental difference between the creatures in the mysterious world and the creatures in the real world?

"Playing Chess and the Lunar Calendar"

Zhang Xuansheng heard the inexplicable whisper, he glanced at a huge mysterious creature with a snake head and a human body blocking him, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

"Can you speak human language?"

He complained silently, waving his sword Zixiao across the dark world, and the huge ancient god fell.

The mysterious creatures gathered around here stopped immediately. Obviously, this outsider is not an ordinary detached person, and he cannot easily besiege and win.

They put their attention on the two supreme beings again, this is the battle that will determine the fate of the mysterious world, and even the pros and cons of the two worlds.

Henry Zhang wandered around the mysterious world for about three hours, but found nothing, and the one black and one red were deadlocked, the world was divided into two halves, and there was no sign of a winner.

Judging from the current situation, that dark existence is actually on par with the supreme divine crimson existence in the Foundation!

What's the origin of that?

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly saw a white-gold light covering him.

In this dim world, a small beam of white light looks so inconspicuous, but it is so magnificent in Zhang Xuansheng's eyes.

He subconsciously wanted to resist this pulling force, but he felt inexplicable emotions from the white light, and the other party had no malice.

He took back the Zixiao sword and relaxed his whole body.

The next moment, he found that he was no longer in the mysterious world, or in other words, he was in a different space in a branch of the mysterious world.

The first sight is rows of extremely tall wooden bookshelves, each of which is ten feet high, the dome is a gorgeous European-style chandelier, and the surrounding walls are pure white with some fine patterns.

The books on the bookshelf are also very large, almost as tall as a person, and very thick. Looking at the words on the cover, there are ancient Chinese characters from previous lives, ancient Greek, ancient Norse god words, and the original Latin, as well as the words he fully understands. Special characters that do not come out.

This place is like a labyrinth of knowledge and a sanctuary for all book lovers.

Zhang Xuansheng picked a book in ancient Chinese and read it, not because he didn’t want to read other books, but because he had to admit that he was blind in some respects, and using big means to deduce the content seemed a bit deliberate.

He turned to the first page of the book, and it turned out to be the Classic of Mountains and Seas, and this place even accommodates such books, so it can be seen that the owner of this place must have come from the earth.

He looked around, and his perception spread out. There is no restriction to block perception here, and the library has an end, but he scanned the space and found no other creatures.

Holding the book of mountains and seas with his spiritual power, he strolled among the mountains of books, passing the corner, and in front of him was an open space surrounded by bookshelves.

A round wooden table and two high chairs were placed on the open space. There was a tea set and two cups of ready-made black tea on the table, apparently prepared by the owner of the place.

Zhang Xuansheng suspended the Classic of Mountains and Seas beside him, walked to the table and sat down, lifted the tray gracefully, and took a sip of black tea.

Slightly bitter in the mouth, but with a fresh aftertaste, it seems that the soul has been refreshed a lot. It is indeed a rare good tea.

"Blue Star Zhang Xuansheng, hastily visited, may I ask if the owner of this place is here?"

Henry Zhang put down his teacup, and said softly in the space, since he was invited by the other party, he would never not show up all the time.

The next moment, he saw a strange scene. The cup opposite him actually moved by itself, suspended in the air, then panned, and tilted slightly, as if an invisible hand was controlling it, but Henry Zhang didn't feel anything Spiritual power fluctuates.

The cup was tilted, and the black tea in it was less, as if it had been drunk by someone.

Zhang Xuansheng's perception spread in this space and gathered opposite him, but in his perception and vision, there was still nothing.

"Can you not see me?"

A voice sounded, it came from the opposite side, it was a nice female voice.

Henry Zhang was stunned for a moment, and thought to himself, could it be that the characteristic of your SCP Foundation is that handsome people can't see your true face?Then I really can't see it for the rest of my life.

Of course, he came here today to deal with business, and it is impossible to be so rude, but he respectfully said: "Dare to ask which supreme divinity is recorded in the foundation, senior."

"Oh, so you can't see me, it's too early, and you haven't reached the realm I expected."

The voice was a little disappointed, as if doubting the original decision.

Henry Zhang is a little embarrassed, he has been very diligent all these years, and basically spends most of his time in retreat.

"Excuse me, senior, was the traverser system I saw when I was traveling before, was it your handwriting?"

Henry Zhang asked respectfully again.

The voice fell silent for a while, and said, "It was indeed done by me."

Zhang Xuansheng thanked: "Thank you senior for protecting the boy."

Chapter 750 IX The Name of Zhang Xuansheng’s Novel Is Really Funny

There was another long silence before the round wooden table.

In the end, Henry Zhang couldn't help but speak first, and asked respectfully: "Is it convenient for seniors to reveal which supreme divinity you are in the Foundation's records?"

The female voice full of intellectual breath sounded again, but the inner feelings could not be heard, "Don't you know?"

Zhang Xuansheng: ...

Are you playing Riddler with me?

If I want to know who you are, I still use Qianli Zhaozhao to run over to find you?

But he calmed down and thought about it for a while, the other party might be testing his ability.

After all, he has also relied on luck to deduce many unknown existences, so he began to use the Tianyan hexagrams in his body to calculate, which is still a traditional art skill, basically relying on ignorance.

Because the supreme divine realm in front of him is obviously higher than him, if he uses technical deduction, he can't calculate anything.

But as the recorded existence of the SCP Foundation, no matter whether it has been contained or not, it has an advantage, which is convenient for him to deduce, that is, the number.

The Tianyan hexagram disc rotated silently in the body, and he came to a conclusion in a moment, and he was also slightly stunned by the result.

SCP-001, this is the other party's number.

Number one!

It turned out to be number one!

This is embarrassing...

After coming to Shenfengmen from Joan of Arc for the first time, he also checked the information with Mr. Epidemic Doctor, Linlin, and Joan of Arc to prepare for the Foundation's containment objects that may be encountered in future wars.

But Joan of Arc and the others are not omnipotent, Linlin is even more ignorant, and the contained objects he knows are only those that are relatively famous, not some foundation encyclopedia.

He has heard of SCP-001, but there is a very serious problem in it, that is... numbered [-], there are more than N.

He still doesn't know who the other party is...

"Senior is the foundation's first record, right?"

Henry Zhang asked, but there was no response on the other side, obviously waiting for him to continue "deduction"

Do you have to force me to come up with a trick?

Henry Zhang looked inside and found a book in the chaotic space that he had read at Shenfengmen, which was very thick.

He manipulated the Tianyan hexagram plate to sift through the words on it, thinking silently in his heart that he wanted to know the name of the other party.

After about three breaths, Henry Zhang came to a conclusion and looked forward again with a complicated expression.

"Marie Zhongshan..."

When his voice fell, he saw the figure on the opposite chair appear, a little abruptly, as if the other party was already there, but he couldn't see it for some reason before.

It was a woman with a metallic luster on her body. The surface of her skin seemed to flow like liquid metal. Under the light, she didn't look weird, but rather divine.

The woman had no expression on her face, but when she opened her mouth, she praised: "It seems that you haven't forgotten your old profession."

Henry Zhang was a little ashamed. In fact, since the level of strength came up, he didn't like this form of relying on the answer to get the answer, and it felt a bit cheap.

"Do you feel that this kind of behavior is worthless?"

Mary Zhongshan seemed to see through Henry Zhang's heart.

Henry Zhang was a little surprised, but still nodded. The price drop is only one aspect, mainly because it is a waste of time.

With his current state, if a lot of things are calculated seriously, it will only take a moment, but relying on deception, it will take a relatively long time.

In addition, his luck has less of an impact on creatures with level one taboos. To deal with ordinary mysterious creatures, he can also use the secret box of the seal to capture and suppress them with luck.

But in the face of those creatures with special means, the sealing secret box is not so easy to use, just like Joan of Arc's mother goddess, in fact, it is not particularly strong in terms of hard power, but his sealing secret box cannot catch arrive.

As time passed, he actually didn't pay much attention to luck. Facing a strong enemy, the Zixiao Sword in his hand was better.

"Do you feel that your luck has become a bit tasteless at the current level?"

Zhongshan Mary continued, still seeming to see through people's hearts.

"Senior can read minds?"

Henry Zhang wondered, although he had calculated the other party's name, he still knew nothing about the other party's characteristics. The number one Joan of Arc knew was not Mary Zhongshan.

The other party definitely does not have the mind-reading ability in terms of spells. If so, with his current state, it is impossible for someone to see through the thoughts in his mind without any sense.

"Mind reading?"

Zhongshan Mary shook her head and said, "I just know more things."

Henry Zhang was still puzzled. After thinking for a while, he asked speculatively: "Omniscient and omnipotent?"

Zhongshan Mary still shook her head, "There is no all-knowing and omnipotent being in the world, and God is the same. I just read more books and know more things."

"Read a book?"

Henry Zhang looked at this library, and glanced at the rows of huge books, "Is there a record of me in the book?"

This time Zhongshan Mary nodded, "Yes."

Henry Zhang was a little disbelieving. Instead of believing that there was a book that recorded his affairs, he would rather believe that the other party had some kind of deduction technique that he could not understand.

"If you don't believe me, look."

Zhongshan Mary smiled, her liquid metal lips shone with a strange luster, and waved her hand to fetch a book from the bookshelf beside her.

It flew out from the gap, not that kind of huge book, judging by the material of the cover and paper, it was just a very common book, like the paper used by mortals.

Henry Zhang took the book, it was a bit like a thick pirated book sold at a roadside stall in his previous life, he glanced at the name on the book cover.

"Because I'm too afraid of being unlucky, I'll be lucky"

He smiled and shook his head, what kind of rubbish name, do you really think that as long as the name is long enough, it will be light.

But the complaints are the complaints. In his previous life, he actually read a lot of this kind of light on the Internet at a certain point. The more bloody, simple and rude the name, the more it aroused his desire to read.

But when he opened the book and glanced at a few pages, his expression changed, and he quickly read the entire book with a sense of consciousness, his face full of shock.

Because the content in that book is exactly the same as what he experienced!

He smiled a little stiffly, and asked: "Senior, are you kidding me..."

"This is not what I am writing now, but one of the many books I have collected in the world at random since we traveled through the blue star. You can trace it back to the source. I can't lie to you about this."

Zhongshan Mary took a sip of the black tea, her tone was flat.

Henry Zhang hurriedly used magic, and a white light lit up in his hand, covering the book. He could see what the book had experienced, and finally passed through a long time, and he saw the blue star that used to be.

I also saw that this book was placed on the street stall, and was sold by the hawker in exchange for five yuan a piece. When it was placed on the stall, the book was already a bit torn, and it seemed that many people had read it.

Henry Zhang was stunned.

Chapter 760 The True Book of Prophecy

Even though he deduced the truth himself, he still finds it hard to accept that his deeds are clearly recorded in a book.

Moreover, it seems that this book is still a third-rate book. Henry Zhang roughly flipped through it. Looking at this book from the perspective of a third party, it is really a very brainless and cool writing by Long Aotian.

In some plots, his deeds when he was young, looking at it now, I also feel ashamed to blush.

But what shocked him was not his own deeds, but that there really was such a book?

He could tell that this should be a pirated book, the kind of thick book that was printed in a collection, and there was no author's name on the book cover.

Who the hell wrote it?