Tang Mo feels like a girlfriend who is showing her boyfriend her makeup.

After the beginning of spring, the weather is getting warmer in the southern part of the country after a heavy spring rain. Tang Mo rolled down the car window and looked at the signs of the buildings on both sides of the road. His eyes lingered on the billboards of each building, using this to understand his current location.

"Turn left at that intersection up ahead."

Fu Wenduo steers left, and they continue west.

Having found clear road signs, Tang Mo no longer needs buildings to find his place on the map. Although he grew up in Suzhou and is a native of Jiangsu, he has never been to Nanjing. So even though he is not a roadie, he is not afraid to be careless in this unfamiliar city, keeping his eyes on the map and the road signs.

Fu Wenduo's car drove slowly because he had only been to Nanjing once.

The black SUV drove slowly on the spacious road with some crashed and congested cars, they bypassed these cars and entered the busy city lot step by step. As the buildings on both sides of the road became denser and denser, there were more and more people on the side of the road. Tang Mo gradually put down the map, he turned his head to look out the window, looking at the people walking on the roadside.

It was now one o'clock in the afternoon, and after entering the city, their speed was slower than on the highway. Fu Wenduo saw Tang Mo's movements in his afterglow and said, "Something is wrong." The tone of his voice was very certain.

Tang Mo retracted his eyes and looked at Fu Wenduo.He pondered for a moment, saying, "I can't say it's wrong, but I can only say that this city ...... is a bit peculiar. I've never seen so many people in Shanghai." After a pause, Tang Mo looked to his left, where three middle-aged men carrying large bags were coming out of a building, he said, "At night, there is never anyone on the streets of Shanghai. After 6:00 pm, it is not game time, no need to be afraid of being suddenly pulled into the game, but players who want to kill and rob can also kill with impunity. The danger at night comes from humans themselves, so I never go out at night either."

Needless to say, Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo generally choose to save their energy at night and wait until daytime.

Fu Wenduo said, "There wouldn't be so many people in Beijing during the day."

"Yes, it's the same in Shanghai. Everyone hides in buildings at night, and there are people on the streets during the day, but there can't be that many. The players ...... in Nanjing all seem to be more daring, daring to just go out. Their expressions don't look like they're faking it, they're relaxed, to say the least, and they really aren't worried about being sneak attacked by stowaways or other players." Tang Mo pointed at the three middle-aged men. The car flickered and swept past the three men. After saying this, Tang Mo said, "They're reservists, right?"

Fu Wenduo raised his eyes and looked at the backs of the three men in the rearview mirror. His gaze was different from Tang Mo's, as he surveyed the posture and speed of these three people's walk, as well as the state of their back muscles and waist muscles as they walked. After looking at them for a moment, he said, "Haven't experienced much combat, and their physical enhancement isn't very high, they should be reservists."

Tang Mo said, "There are three types of players, full-fledged players, reservists and stowaways, with the largest number being reservists. Luo Feng City once roughly calculated that formal players accounted for roughly 5% of the survivors, stowaways were also about 5%, and the remaining 90% were all reservists."

There were over eighty players living in the mall where the Atark Organization was located, excluding the members of the Atark Organization. According to Luo Fengcheng only one of these eighty players was an official player, one was a suspected stowaway, and the rest were reserves.

Tang Mo continued, "Four months ago there were a total of 490 million players worldwide, and at the beginning of this year, on January 1st, when the Black Tower was updated to version 2.0, there were more than 100 million players left worldwide. Two months have passed, and it is estimated that there are now less than 100 million players left. Most of those who died should be reservists, but even so, reservists still make up the majority. Their base is too large."

The car passes a road, and Fu Wenduo suddenly slams on the brakes. Tang Mo tipped forward, but fortunately he was in the habit of wearing his seatbelt at all times, so he didn't fall out of the car. Tang Mo looked ahead and saw two young girls coming out of nowhere. They obviously didn't expect anyone to be driving a car in the city of Nanjing, and they were startled.

Two high school-looking girls looked warily at Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo in the car, and the ponytailed girl in front of them took her best friend's hand and quickly ran away.

Tang Mo watched the two little girls run away, and Fu Wenduo started the car again.

Fu Wenduo's fingers tapped on the steering wheel, "They're not really unsuspecting, though they dare to walk casually outside."

Hearing this, Tang Mo fell into deep thought. His mind replayed every scene he had seen since entering this city. In fact, the number of players they had encountered was not that many, not more than thirty at the most. But this number was absolutely impossible in Shanghai. On the streets of Shanghai, even in the daytime, on the busiest Nanjing Road, it was impossible to walk for three hours without running into twenty people.

After thinking long and hard, Tang Mo concludes, "The Nanking preppers are protected by something."

The answer caused Fu Wenduo to raise an eyebrow, and he glanced at Tang Mo through the rearview mirror. Tang Mo's expression was calm, as if he was just making a casual remark, but Fu Wenduo could hear that his tone was more than just speculation.

"So sure?"

Tang Mo laughed as he leaned back in his seat, "Nah, just had this hunch."

Chen Shanshan's supernatural super-intelligent thinking, put on Tang Mo, every judgment he makes, there is a 10% accuracy rate. Tang Mo did not say anything about this, after all, it was only his feeling and he did not dare to guarantee it. He explained, "Proportionally, most of the people we just saw would be reservists, and for reservists to dare to pave the streets so easily, and not be afraid of us two strangers in a car, obviously coming in from out of town, they have something to fall back on. Perhaps something, someone, has given them this security that they dare to be so assured."

Tang Mo himself felt that it was a bit far-fetched. The conclusion that the thirty-odd people he encountered before were reservists was originally a guess by him and Fu Wenduo, but now that they had just entered Nanking and felt that there were people protecting the reservists, there was still not enough evidence, and more information was needed to prove it.

At that moment, Fu Wenduo's low voice rang out, "I think so too."

Tang Mo froze slightly and turned her head to look at the man beside her.

Fu Wenduo drove the car with one hand and looked up at the road sign in the distance, ''Regular players and stowaways definitely possess supernormal abilities, and reservists can also possess supernormal abilities. The reservist who passes the first floor of the Black Tower will definitely have psychic abilities. If there's a reservist who's very powerful, even dominating Nanking, then he can protect the other reservists. Even if he doesn't do so, the other reservists will follow his example and stop being timid and scared, daring to go in and out of the city." The voice suddenly paused as Fu Wenduo reached out his hand and touched it to Tang Mo, "Where is the map?"

Tang Mo was listening to him when, suddenly, it felt hot on his legs. His eyelids fluttered and he looked down. Fu Wenduo continued to drive with his eyes on the front, but his right hand reached up to his leg, his palm pressed against the root of his thigh, and his fingertips were about to touch the map that he had placed on his leg. The hot temperature was transmitted through the thin jeans, this place was really not the right place to touch, it was too close to a certain place, and might even have touched a little bit. Fu Wenduo just accidentally touched it, and Tang Mo squirmed.

"......"

Tang Mo scrunched his legs to the side, pursed his lips, and took the initiative to pass the map into Fu Wenduo's hand. He asked, "You want the map?"

Fu Wenduo looked at the detailed map of Nanjing city area on the map book, he glanced at the names of the roads on it, and at the next intersection made a direct 180° turn, the car turned around and traveled. Tang Mo frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

Fu Wenduo put the map aside and turned his head to Tang Mo. He turned his head and looked at Tang Mo, his lips slightly curled as he raised his finger to point to a huge company logo on the side of the road. Tang Mo followed the direction of his finger and was surprised for a moment when he saw the logo clearly.

Fu Wenduo laughed, "Here it is."

Parking their cars in front of the company, Fu Wenduo and Tang Mo enter the long-abandoned high-rise office building.

It was a 43-story high class office building. In front of the building is a dry fountain, without electricity, the water inside becomes cloudy and green. The company was empty without a single person, Fu Wenduo walked to the front desk of the company and opened a small book on the desk, looking through the company information inside. He looked at it for a moment, "On the 42nd floor."

Tang Mo nodded his head. The next moment, he suddenly realized, "...... we're going to climb up the stairs?"

Fu Wenduo looked over at him and didn't say anything, but his expression said: do you still want to go up in the elevator?

Tang Mo: "......"

Fortunately, the physical quality of the earth on line has been greatly improved, Tang Mo climbed to the 42nd floor only feel a little short of breath, calves have a little taut. In the past, he would never have been able to climb such a high floor.

Fu Wenduo: "Fu Wen 声......", seemingly thinking that this name is too similar to his own and easy to mishear, he changed his words: "My cousin's grandfather started from nothing in Nanjing, with only one son and one daughter. daughter. I don't know where their family lives, but I know about their company. Let's look in his uncle's office and maybe we can find his home address."

On the way to Nanjing, Fu Wenduo realized a crucial problem: he did not know the address of Fu Wen's grandfather's house.

According to his previous speculation, Fu Wen Sheng came to Nanjing should be on vacation at his grandfather's house. He might have just come for two days on the weekend, but he didn't expect to run into Earth coming online, so he stayed here. If that was the case, it was most likely that Fu Wen Sheng's grandpa's house was the last place he appeared.

Li Wen's mom could think of leaving a note to her son in Nanjing before she left the house, telling him that she was still alive and where to find herself. Fu Wen Sheng was very smart, he should have thought of that too. Coupled with the fact that his own cousin's reputation had spread all over the world early on, it was all the more reason for him to leave a message at home in case Fu Wenduo went to look for him one day.

Tang Mo said, "With a little luck, maybe the kid will even guess that you don't know where his grandpa's house is, and make a special trip to the office and leave a message at the office."

Fu Wenduo pulled the drawer open and said absently as he rummaged through the materials, "He probably doesn't want to see me very much."

Tang Mo froze, "Why?"

Fu Wenduo closed the drawer. Hearing this, he lifted his head and looked at Tang Mo with a smile : "When I was young, I didn't know any better and bullied more."

Tang Mo: "......"

Tang Mo couldn't imagine Fu Wenduo bullying the little friend Fu Wen Sheng at all.

The longer we get along with Fu Wenduo, the more Tang Mo's evaluation of this person becomes ...... skewed. Not as purely powerful and reliable as he looks, Fu Wenduo is also quite unreliable at times, and is also very good at cracking some very cold jokes. He is always showing his powerful straight man's flavor, and often Tang Mo feels that she is just like a girlfriend who is showing her boyfriend cosmetics.

There used to be a lot of videos like that on the Internet, and a few of Tang Mo's roommates in college suffered through the girlfriends' tests. What with girlfriends showing their boyfriends their makeup and boyfriends behaving so poorly that it was a textbook breakup.

Tang Mo feels that Fu Wenduo has this kind of temperament and is very good at talking about a topic to death.

With this in mind, Tang Mo rummaged through her binder while saying, "How do girls get along with you?" How do girls put up with you? Just after he finished speaking, Tang Mo himself reacted first, he stopped moving, turned around and said, "I didn't mean it like that, I just said it casually."

"Why should I get along with girls?" Fu Wenduo asked rhetorically as he stood by the window, justified.

Tang Mo didn't expect this answer and abruptly froze, "Huh?" Wait, what does that mean?

Fu Wenduo: "There are only two of us in my family, Fu Wen Sheng and I. In my father's generation, there were no women either, it was all men. When I was growing up, I didn't need to be around girls, it was all men. When I joined the army, there were no women either."

Tang Mo, that's when he reacted.

It turned out that it was like this, not what he thought it meant. He thought Fu Wen sounded like he was trying to say that he didn't need to get along with girls at all.

Relieved, Tang Mo explained, "I didn't mean it like that."

Wanting to put an end to this strange topic, Tang Mo picked up a thick folder and opened it to look at the information inside. As her mood gradually calmed down, Tang Mo felt that she was also a bit strange today, probably because she had been with Fu Wenduo for a long time, and was easily infected by his strange, straight male aura.

The two men continued to look for clues, but unfortunately after going through the entire office, they couldn't find any information about the address.

Fu Wenduo : "If it's not on this floor, it's probably not on the other floors either. I'll look outside in the vice president's office."

Tang Mo : "I'm going to the secretary's office."

The two split up.

An hour later, Tang Mo moved quickly to finish rummaging through the secretary's office. After he waited for a while, Fu Wenduo walked through the door. The two looked at each other, and without speaking, they already understood each other's meaning.

After a long silence, Tang Mo asked, "What if I can't find it?"

"Look for a few more days," after a pause, Fu Wenduo's voice was calm: "If you can't find them, go back to Beijing."

Tang Mo said nothing more. If they really couldn't find Fu Wen Sheng, there was nothing they could do. Nanking was so big, even if the earth went online and the population was drastically reduced, it was impossible for them to find just anyone in the huge city of Nanking. What's more, no one knew if Fu Wen Sheng was still in Nanjing.

Tang Mo can't spend all his time in this place either, he has to go to Beijing to find his best friend.

Fu Wenduo continued to rummage around the office without moving his lips. He tipped the trash can upside down and searched it for clues. However, the trash can was just a pile of waste paper with no information.

Tang Mo looked at him, and after a while, helped to continue searching as well. The two of them went through the office one more time, and before it got dark, they finished the whole office for the second time. Tang Mo suggested, "There shouldn't be too many rich neighborhoods in Nanking, so we can go back to those places tomorrow."

Fu Wenduo stood in front of a huge mahogany table, his head lowered, looking at a photo on the table. Tang Mo leaned over and took a look. It was a family photo of Fu Wen Sheng's family. The Fu Wen Sheng child in the photo was a little different from what Tang Mo had seen. He seemed to be only eight or nine years old, and the cute little boy was grinning a big smile. Beside him stand a man and a woman, apparently his parents. In the center of the photo is an old man with white hair, and on the right is a middle-aged man with a warm smile.

Tang Mo thought Fu Wenduo was being sentimental. After all, Fu Wenduo was his own brother, his only relative, and it was understandable that even the strongest of wills would be shaken.

Tang Mo asked, "This is his grandfather and that is ...... his uncle?"

Fu Wenduo didn't say anything.

Tang Mo was not very good at comforting people, he did not say anything else. At this point, Fu Wenduo suddenly reached out, picked up the photo and put it in front of Tang Mo, pointing to a skyscraper behind the photo and said, "Have you ever seen this place somewhere?"

Tang Mo froze. As it was getting dark, he took out a flashlight from his backpack and took a good look at the photo. He was surprised: "It looks familiar, I think I've seen it somewhere." Tang Mo had never been to Nanjing, and he had actually seen this building in the photo, so the only way he could have seen this building was ......

Tang Mo had a flash of insight: "Mapbook?"

He quickly took out his map book from his bag and flipped it to the map of Nanjing. He flipped back one more page, "New Century Square! This is one of Nanjing's landmarks, it's described on the map." Quickly, he reacted, "This photo was taken by your cousin in front of his family's villa, there is a shot of the villa and the New Century Plaza behind it. Then their house is near the New Century Square, or at least in a place where they can see the New Century Square."

I didn't realize that I would be able to detect a clue from a photo. Tang Mo realized that Fu Wenduo was not looking at the photo in a mood, he was never looking at Fu Wen's voice in the photo, but the background behind the photo.

With the clues, today's hustle hadn't been in vain after all.

It was dark outside, and the two had been searching for the company all afternoon, but now they could finally take a break.

Fu Wen's uncle's office was very large, and Tang Mo was lying on the sofa, looking at the black ceiling and thinking about every scene he had seen since entering Nanjing today.

The atmosphere in Nanjing was better than Shanghai. The fact that the weakest reservist in a huge city had the audacity to walk the streets in a dignified manner under the horrific circumstances of the Black Tower coming online showed that there was some order in the city. There wasn't necessarily a real government body or leading organization, but there was definitely order.

Tang Mo remembered that the Wang siblings he met on the highway had come from Nanjing.

The Wang siblings are preppers, and NJ's preppers are unique.

"Could there be any connection between the two ......"

"Which two?"

Tang Mo paused for a moment and said, "Nothing, just thought of something strange. When we go looking for someone tomorrow, it's best not to drive. New Century Plaza is not far from here, and a car is a bigger target and very conspicuous."

"Well, it's good to hike over there."

Fu Wenduo rests on the couch next to him. A small coffee table separates him from Tang Mo, and in the quiet of the office, the two men's breathing is so smooth and orderly that they sometimes almost merge together. In fact, there is a bed in the office, but it is a single bed, not suitable for two people. Tang Mo has no interest in sleeping on it alone, and Fu Wenduo doesn't mention it, so they each take up a sofa and lie down on it in a very fair manner.

It's like three days on the bus again, Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo tend to look at each other during breaks and have nothing to say to each other. They have a great understanding when they play games, and even when they don't play games, they have a great understanding when they get along with each other on a daily basis, and they can understand each other with a single look. But they don't know each other well, and they don't know what to talk about.

Tang Mo looked quietly at the ceiling and suddenly spoke, "How old is your cousin?"

"Twelve, like in sixth grade."

The age is about what Tang Mo guessed, but he's more curious about something else: "He's that much younger than you?" How did you bully someone with such a big age difference?

Fu Wenduo sensed the meaning in Tang Mo's words, and in the darkness, he hooked his lips and faintly said, "He is fourteen years younger than me. I enlisted at eighteen, I have four years, that's enough time."

"You enlisted in the army when you were eighteen?" Tang Mo remembered that he seemed to be in his senior year of high school when he was eighteen, preparing for the college entrance examination. His mom and dad were still around then, worrying about his college entrance exams just like any other parents.

Fu Wenduo's voice was low, very nice to hear in the darkness of the night: "It's quite late. My dad died before I officially enlisted."

Tang Mo fell silent.

Fu Wenduo didn't say anything else.

Neither one of them liked to talk about their personal affairs, Tang Mo had never told Fu Wenduo about his past, and similarly, Fu Wenduo's affairs were only known to him from Luo Fengcheng's mouth. Therefore, while Tang Mo knew a little bit about Fu Wenduo and his previous work, Fu Wenduo did not know anything about Tang Mo.

Having just slept a few days ago, Tang Mo could not sleep, and ten minutes later he stood up and walked to the window, looking at the huge black tower suspended over the Qinhuai River not far away.

This black tower is exactly like the black towers over Shanghai and Suzhou; it weighs heavily on the earth and on everyone's head.

Tang Mo heard Fu Wenduo's breathing was very steady, but he knew that this person was not sleeping. Tang Mo thought for a moment and said, "I used to be a librarian, in the city library of Suzhou. Our city library is in the center of the city, and next to it is a very famous commercial street in Suzhou called Guanqian Street. It's similar to Nanjing Road in Shanghai."

The voice stopped, and after a long time there was no response.

Tang Mo didn't care either as he looked at the huge, pitch-black tower. After a long time, he heard a male voice from behind him with a slightly strange tone.

"...... You're a librarian?"

Tang Mo laughed: "Yes, career preparation, is also considered an iron rice bowl. It wasn't easy for me to get in, I had to graduate with a 211 bachelor's degree. After the examination because this life is like this, did not expect only after half a year, the black tower appeared. The black tower appears every 10,000 square kilometers, the whole of China has a total of 1,021 black tower. The locations where it appears, if in a city, are in the busiest sections. The black tower in Suzhou is right next to our library, separated by about 200 meters."

Fu Wenduo was silent for a moment, as if he was thinking about something. He said, "The Black Tower in Beijing hovers over Tian|An|Men Square."

Tang Mo : "The Black Tower in Shanghai is on the Huangpu River. It's pretty much in the busiest part of the city. During those six months, I passed by the Black Tower every day when I commuted to work and took public transportation. The Black Tower is a shadow, no entity, but before Earth came online, I saw something. I told Luo Fengcheng about this incident, and the night before Earth went online, I saw that the Black Tower seemed to become solid for a moment. I thought I had misread it."

Fu Wenduo : "Perhaps you are not mistaken."

Seeing the wrong thing no longer makes any sense, the planet comes online as a reality, and there are only a few tens of millions of humans left in the world.

Tang Mo looked at the dark tower in the distance, and after a long time, he turned around and wanted to go back to the sofa to rest. Just as he turned his head, he suddenly saw Fu Wenduo sitting up straight at some point, his back straight, sitting on the sofa, looking at Tang Mo. The dim moonlight and starlight poured into the room from behind Tang Mo, illuminating the room with a hint of light. Fu Wenduo's face was hidden in the darkness and could not be seen clearly; only his dark eyes gazed at Tang Mo's body.

Tang Mo's footsteps stop, and he stands by the floor-to-ceiling window, staring at Fu Wenduo.

The two looked at each other for a while before Tang Mo smiled and asked, "What's wrong?"

Fu Wenduo shook his head, "Nothing. Just didn't realize you were the librarian."

"You despise librarians?"

Fu Wenduo looked up at Tang Mo.

Tang Mo hooked up his lips and spoke in a calm tone, "Do you know who the greatest librarian in China is?"

Fu Wenduo pondered for a long time. Just as Tang Mo was about to say that answer, Fu Wenduo raised his eyebrows and said, "...... Chairman?"

Both of them laughed when that came out.

Tang Mo felt that his jokes were so much funnier than Fu Wenduo's, and that his jokes had a lot of substance and weren't cold at all. After a good night's conversation (or so Tang Mo thinks), the two seem to have gotten a little closer and are no longer cold teammates. To be a good teammate, it's not just about understanding, but also about closeness, which will help them work together in the future.

The next morning, Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo packed up and left the office with the photo.

It's about three kilometers from here to New Century Plaza. Tang Mo said, "From the angle of the photo, this photo was taken on the south side of New Century Plaza, and we are now on the north side of it, so we may have to look for a while."

Nanjing is a city with a lot of players on the road, and Fu Wenduo and Tang Mo were inconspicuous as they walked with their bags on their backs. Walking under the dense sycamore trees, Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo walked very fast, and in fifteen minutes they reached the downstairs of New Century Plaza.

Tang Mo holds the map, Fu Wenduo holds the photo. The two of them circled New Century Plaza halfway around to find the most similar angle.

Fu Wenduo : "New Century Plaza is about 8 centimeters tall in this photo, and this two-story villa behind them is 6 centimeters tall. It's still a long way from New Century Plaza, so it might take a long time to find it."

"Just look for the villa area, it should be fairly easy, just might be quite a long walk."

Without delay, the two of them found a direction and set off in search of Fu Wen Sheng's home.

There are many players like Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo in Nanjing, and no one notices them as they walk along the road. Seemingly subconsciously, Fu Wenduo walked on the outside of the road and Tang Mo walked on the inside. The fallen leaves of the wutong tree sprinkled on the ground, laying a thick carpet of leaves. Their feet made a crunching sound as they stepped on it.

Walking towards an abandoned mall, Tang Mo's steps gradually slowed down, and Fu Wenduo narrowed his eyes towards the empty mall. It was a three-story mall that covered a huge area, only a little smaller than the one occupied by the Shanghai Atark organization.

Tang Mo scrutinized this mall and didn't find anything out of the ordinary as they continued on their way. Next to the mall was a Suko supermarket. It was a very large Sugo Supermarket, so large that it was not set inside the mall, separate from the mall.

Tang Mo took one step to the entrance of the supermarket, his steps suddenly stopped and he looked at Fu Wenduo: "How long has it been since we've seen anyone?"

Fu Wenduo: "Nineteen minutes ago, I met a man and a woman at the intersection."

Tang Mo's face changed slightly, "We'll take a detour."

Fu Wenduo also guessed something unusual, and he turned around and left. However, they had only taken two steps when they only heard a crisp click, Tang Mo lifted his foot and looked at the place he had just stepped on. On the green-colored stone brick road, many extremely small cream-colored fragments had fallen. Upon closer inspection, she realized that they seemed to be egg fragments, which had already been crushed by someone, leaving only a few tiny fragments. After Tang Mo stepped on them again, these egg shell fragments became even smaller and even less easy to find.

Tang Mo's heart had already realized that something was wrong, he looked towards Fu Wenduo, and Fu Wenduo also looked towards him.

Tang Mo turned his head to see a huge white figure swooping out of the supermarket and pouncing straight at him. He didn't dare to be careless and took out Little Yang San directly from his backpack and recited a spell to block this horrible white thing.

The big white Huo Ji slammed into the small Yang San with an ear-splitting sound, Tang Mo was shocked by the force and took half a step backward. Tang Mo was shocked by the force and took half a step backward, a trace of dismay appeared on his face as he raised his head to look at the Huo Ji.What really shocked him was not the Huo Ji that suddenly appeared, but the fact that ......

Tang Mo turned to Fu Wenduo and quickly said, "I can't use my powers anymore Fu Wenduo, and my physical fitness has decreased."

Fu Wenduo was startled, he tried, "I can use it."

The big white Huo Ji didn't get angry after being blocked by Tang Mo, she cooed and fluttered her wings while walking to the eggshells that Tang Mo had just stepped on. Tang Mo's heart thumped, could it be that he had just stepped on these eggshells and stepped on this Huo Ji's baby? But before he stepped on them, the eggshells were already broken and there was no chicken inside. And they were not Huo Ji eggs, just ordinary eggs.

However, no matter what, once the Black Tower decided that it was Huo Ji's egg, it was Huo Ji's egg, still crushed by Tang Mo.

Tang Mo : "This is most likely a copy of the reality where I stomped on this Huo Ji's egg and crushed its child. I can't use my powers right now, but you can."

Fu Wenduo twisted his wrist and looked dangerously at the big Huo Ji in front of him, who was looking down on the ground for broken eggshells.

The big Huo Ji brought its sharp beak to the eggshell and poked it gently, then sniffed hard at the smell inside. It was as if it was feeling the scent of its dead child, as if this would bring it back. Watching its movements, Tang Mo gripped the little Yang San tightly, ready for battle.

Big Huo Ji raised his head, his small black eyes glaring at Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo.

When it looked at itself, Fu Wenduo's expression was cold, ready to strike. However, when it looked at Fu Wenduo, it didn't react much, and it didn't seem to be the Huo Ji that Fu Wenduo had beaten half to death.

A chicken and two people just stared at each other, the next moment, the big Huo Ji suddenly move, fluttering wings to Tang Mo.

"Coo! My boy!"

Fu Wenduo glared at his feet and in the blink of an eye, his right hand turned into a pitch-black sharp weapon. Tang Mo put away Little Yang San and aimed the tip of his umbrella at Big Huo Ji's chest. Fu Wenduo's movements were even faster than his, he dodged in front of Big Huo Ji and raised his hand to slash down. However, when his hand was still ten centimeters away from Big Huo Ji's neck, a thumping sound rang out, and an invisible barrier appeared in the air, blocking Fu Wenduo out and preventing him from touching Big Huo Ji.

Fu Wenduo was startled and used his strength to roll back a step.

Tang Mo was even more alert, he side-stepped Big Huo Ji's attack and at the same time made a backward move towards Big Huo Ji. just when he was about to stab Big Huo Ji, the air barrier reappeared, and a clear child's voice sounded in Tang Mo's ears at the same time ---

"Dingdong! Player Tang Mo triggers the 'Heartless Matricide' effect and receives the punishment Heavenly Strike."

Rumble!

A silver lightning bolt fell from the sky and struck Tang Mo hard. Tang Mo was unable to react in time and could only subconsciously raise Little Yang San above her head. The lightning struck Little Yang San and fell down the umbrella bone of Little Yang San. The intense silver current passed through Tang Mo's body, Tang Mo's entire body froze, and after the current passed, his throat was sweet. He swallowed the mouthful of blood hard.

Big Huo Ji took the opportunity to hug up, and he swept Tang Mo into his arms with a pair of fat chicken wings.

"Oh, my boy, you've finally come out of your shell. Mommy missed you."

Tang Mo was struck by lightning and his body was so stiff that he had no strength to free himself from Big Huo Ji's embrace, and could only be held in his arms with a blank face and rubbed against it. Big Huo Ji held him like a baby chicken, pulling Tang Mo's collar to take him into the supermarket.

"Gu Gu my lovely child, your brothers and sisters have been waiting for you for a long time. Of the seven of you brothers, you and your younger brother were the laziest, dying to come out. Now you've finally come out coo."

Tang Mo had already regained his senses, and with his palms propped up on the ground, he broke Huo Ji's shackles with a mighty push.

Da Huo Ji twisted around and cocked his head to look at him quizzically, "Gu Gu, my child?"

Tang Mo looked at it deeply, and after a few seconds he finally resigned himself to the fact that he had been pulled into a strange copy of reality. His foot had not broken Big Huo Ji's child, because he was Big Huo Ji's child. He had stepped on the egg, and he became the little Huo Ji who had broken the egg.He couldn't use his supernatural powers, and he couldn't even use force against the big Huo Ji, or else he would have been struck by the heavens and struck by the thunderbolts.The big Huo Ji's child was a child of the big Huo Ji.

Tang Mo took a deep breath and said, "Go. I'll walk by myself."

Big Huo Ji cooed, wiggled his butt, and happily led the way for Tang Mo.

Suddenly, a crisp click sounded behind Tang Mo. Tang Mo's body stiffened and she quickly turned her head. Only to see the tall and handsome man at the entrance of the supermarket looking at Tang Mo with a slight smile. He lifted his feet from the broken eggshells and looked at Big Huo Ji: "Do I count as your child now?"

The Great Huo Ji froze for a second, then with the same speed and posture that he had pounced on Tang Mo, he once again enthusiastically pounced on Fu Wenduo.

"Coo coo coo coo, my boy!"

"Dingdong! Players Tang Mo , Fu Wenduo have triggered the side quest 'The Little Huo Ji who broke the egg ', officially entering the reality copy of 'A golden nest is better than your own family's chicken nest'. Please follow the enthusiastic Big Huo Ji and enter your chicken nest to officially start the game."