This world was a little chaotic.
The heavens were like a female…window that had been opened incorrectly. It could no longer be closed. From time to time, something bad would be released from the discharge pipe called the wormhole.
Those things were very unfriendly to the natives.
Void was a masked demon, and every time he descended, it was a disaster.
When the giants came out, they would always snatch some food.
Fazhelo was very tough and liked to knock his head against the weapons of cultivators.
The soldiers in the canyon were really cute, but it would be best if they didn't always take down the high-rise buildings in the city as defense towers.
The evil spirits in Soul Suppression were everywhere. They were obsessed with appearances and hated all appearances that were not sick enough. They thought about turning people into people like them all day long.
……
There were many similar existences, and they had no intelligence at all. They only knew how to destroy and kill. They could simply be called mentally retarded or mentally ill.
Normal people could not survive in the world of the mentally retarded.
Mental patients, on the other hand, could be described as cruel to some extent.
An Ning was willing to bet that in this world where the level of civilization was similar to the place she had been in before she transmigrated, the easiest industry to make money in was definitely the construction industry. After all, places would turn into ruins every two to three days. It was difficult for real estate developers not to make a fortune.
Of course, he did not forget to mourn for the workers of the demolition office. If they continued to let the alien species destroy them, their team would be scattered sooner or later.
Uh, no, none of this was important.
More importantly, why am I here?
Could it be because I was worried that the female guest of the length and width would collapse the bed and let her sleep on the floor?
Or am I deliberately letting the clean freak live in the dirtiest room to cause God to be unhappy?
It can't be because I have the habit of poking a few small windows in the safety raincoat of the couple's suite, right?
The transmigrator must have had nothing better to do.
Li City, Old Urban area.
An Ning stood on the rooftop of her hotel.
His hotel was located halfway up the mountain in the park. He had a good view and could see far into the park.
He smoked silently as he looked down at the unfamiliar scenery.
The empty and broken streets, the scattered shop signs, the pillars that had transformed from street lamps into roadblocks, the glass shards on the ground, and the dilapidated buildings. It was obvious that this place had suffered from the so-called demon invasion not long ago.
The information that had appeared in his mind for no reason was still churning. It corroborated with everything in front of him, making him have to believe it.
He really wore it.
Not only did he wear it, but he also brought his hotel here.
The method of transmigration was very strange. A large wormhole suddenly appeared and transported him here.
From this point of view, or from the perspective of the natives, he was no different from the demons that had descended.
If there was a difference…
Well, the wormhole where the monster descended was black, and the one that sent him and the hotel here was white. Does that count?
If it really didn't work out, well, his body had become younger by more than ten years, and he no longer looked like a decadent uncle. In other words, because his age had returned to puberty, Brother Jill had become a little paler and thinner.
Oh, he still had his mind. He hadn't become a monster without any rationality. He should forget about it, right?
If it didn't count, Anning could only mean that she was very happy.
This was because there were not only invading demons in this world, but there were also cultivators, ability users, individuals, countries, and organizations who took it upon themselves to destroy the demons. In any case, they would definitely not give the invaders a good look.
What if he was discovered?
What if they were attacked?
What if someone rushed up and shouted," Die, Demon King " or had the illusion that " I can level up by killing you "?
Therefore, he had no choice.
So, he silently finished the last cigarette and took a deep breath to calm his internal organs that had regained their youth. He was not used to the nausea brought by the smell of cigarettes, so he looked up at the sky.
In the sky, a translucent wormhole emitting white light hung there, shrinking and expanding.
"Why did you send me here all of a sudden? Idiot!"
He pointed his middle finger at the white wormhole and roared.
He was very unhappy and puzzled.
Logically speaking, although he couldn't lift his hands or carry his shoulders, his destructive ability was obviously not on the same level as those monsters. No one could find him.
If he didn't descend as a demon, then why did they choose him?
A cute and charming villain who carries out love and true evil?
Hehe, I'm still a white hole. A white tomorrow is waiting for us!
Crazy!
After venting the depression in her heart, An Ning finally felt a little better.
Since he was here, he should take it as it was.
Since he was already here, he could only settle down temporarily. Who knew if he could still crawl back through the strange white wormhole above his head?
It was also a problem if he could bring his own hotel with him when he crawled back.
The most important thing was to quickly think of a way to survive in this dangerous world. He only hoped that the aborigines would not find out that there was a hotel here for no reason too early, and that they would not find out that he had come through a wormhole.
In short, the most important thing was to protect his dog's life.
"Yes, according to the information from the white hole, the hotel has already had its first batch of guests. We have to hurry and take a look.”
"I clearly remember that the last batch of guests in the hotel ran away because of me.”
"Forget it. Since we came here together, we're from the same hometown. In the face of a disaster, we should drag a few people down with us. No, we should help each other.”
The sun was setting in the west, and her stomach, which had only eaten a pack of raccoons in the afternoon, was rumbling. Anning rubbed her belly and went to the kitchen to find something to eat. She also went to the hotel to take a look.
By the way, his previous understanding of the current world was also transmitted to him by the white wormhole.
However, he had a bad feeling.
Judging from the evil nature of the white wormhole, those guests should not be too serious. Who knew what they were!
Zi, Zi
Perhaps sensing An Ning's thoughts, just as he turned around and was about to go downstairs, the white wormhole in the sky suddenly sizzled.
Hearing the sound, An Ning quickly looked back and realized that the white wormhole was constantly shrinking. It gradually shrank from the size of half a mountain to a circle with a diameter of less than three meters. Then, it stabilized and descended toward the rooftop.
An Ning hurriedly hid in a corner to prevent any accidents from happening when she was hit.
Fortunately, the white wormhole ignored him and sank the moment it touched the rooftop floor.
Through the faint connection with the white wormhole, An Ning's mind showed the scene of the wormhole sinking into the hotel.
It passed through the ceiling and landed directly on the seventh floor, which was the top floor of the warehouse. Then, it emitted a dazzling white light.
After the white light dissipated, a door appeared in the warehouse. Behind the door was a vast room, and the wormhole maintained a diameter of more than two meters, quietly hanging in the middle of the extra room.
"What the hell is this thing doing?”An Ning's face twitched.
Next to the warehouse on the top floor was his private suite, and the bathroom of the suite was only separated from the warehouse by a wall.
Now, that damn thing had inexplicably come to his suite. What was it trying to do?
Could it be…
An Ning felt a chill run down her spine. She hurriedly shook her head and threw all these messy thoughts out of her head.
Then, when he came back to his senses and was about to continue looking at the wormhole in his mind, the wormhole suddenly trembled and shot out a golden light towards the ceiling.
An Ning was stunned. From the image, if she didn't guess wrongly, the direction of the golden light should be where he was.
From the angle of the golden light, it seemed that it would hit his face in the end?
hiss
Why do I feel that this scene has such a strong sense of déjà vu?
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