Boom!
As soon as Zhou Zhao had this thought, his entire body was instantly enveloped by a dazzling white light. In an instant, the white light suddenly exploded, turning into a crystalline flower that scattered everywhere. Zhou Zhao's figure had already disappeared from where he was.
When Zhou Zhao opened his eyes again, what greeted his eyes was a simple and crude small town. Most of the surroundings were adobe houses, and the middle of the street was paved with sand and gravel. There were some shops scattered on both sides, and the popularity was bleak.
It could be seen that most of the pedestrians in the town were sallow and emaciated. They wore tattered mandarin jackets, long robes, or long robes. Most of them had shaved their heads into a Yin Yang hairstyle, with a braid dangling behind their backs.
However, Zhou Zhao would occasionally see people who were dressed slightly better with short hair. These people were in a hurry, their faces full of concern and solemnity, and did not stay in the town for long.
From the living atmosphere of the people in this small town, it was as if there was an old and decaying aura.
"Is this the Qing Dynasty?"
Looking at the clothes of the people around him, Zhou Zhao had already roughly guessed the world background of this transmigration. It could be said that it was the end of the Qing Dynasty. After all, in the early Qing Dynasty, all the Han people kept their hair and did not leave their heads behind. They all dressed up in a money-tailed ponytail.
As for the middle and late Qing Dynasty, perhaps the nobles of the Qing Dynasty also felt that the money-tail braid was too ugly. Slowly, they were allowed to keep their hair for many years and became the Yin Yang head braid. But just now, Zhou Zhao saw several people with short hair and wearing long robes rushing past.
Clearly, it was already the end of the Qing Dynasty. Various self-saving reforms had begun, and the tides of history had begun to surge. This was a world of great strife, but also an era of disaster and decay. A group of scholars who were the first to open their eyes to the world began to try in vain to save this dilapidated, rotten, and terminally ill dynasty.
But Zhou Zhao, this descendant, knew that they had failed!
"Their courage to reform is commendable, but their path was wrong from the beginning. The legacy of the Qing Dynasty is deep in their bones. If they don't eliminate all the evil spirits, how can they hope to rise again?”
Zhou Zhao could not help but sigh in his heart.
Ding!
Host has transmigrated. Mission generated!
[Mission 1: Kill 1,000 members of the Eight-Nation Alliance.]
[Mission 2: Kill Yates.] Xing Zhen.
Ding!
The host has completed the transmigration. The reward is the ability to control lightning!
Accept?
Just as Zhou Zhao was looking around, a cold mechanical voice sounded in Zhou Zhao's mind.
This time, it was no longer a survival mission, but two missions.
"Is this the era of the Eight-Nation Alliance? The Qing Dynasty is going to fall!”
When Zhou Zhao saw the first mission, he had a rough idea of the time he was currently at. Immediately after, Zhou Zhao looked at the second mission. This person was not only famous in this era, but even in the future, he was also known by everyone.
"Receive it!"
After pondering for a moment, Zhou Zhao immediately said in a low voice.
Bang!
Just as Zhou Zhao finished speaking, he once again felt a cool and refreshing aura suddenly appear, fiercely pouring into the top of Zhou Zhao's head, and his mind became clear. Immediately after, a cool aura circulated around his body, as if melting into his body like snow.
Crack!
Zhou Zhao only felt all the hair on his body stand up in an instant, and there was actually a faintly discernible electric current numbing feeling emerging. Almost subconsciously, Zhou Zhao's index finger and thumb collided, crackling! A brilliant blue arc of lightning appeared.
It really was Lightning Manipulation!
Zhou Zhao was delighted. Originally, Zhou Zhao was standing in a remote corner of the street, so he simply walked to a corner of the alley where there was no one. He experimented a few more times, and with a thought from Zhou Zhao, crackling blue electric arcs flickered on the five fingers of his palm, looking somewhat terrifying.
Immediately after, Zhou Zhao's large hand suddenly struck out in the air. Pa, pa, a light blue thunderbolt as thick as a pinky shot out three feet away and instantly disappeared in the air.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The next few strikes of Zhou Zhao didn't hit the air again. Instead, they hit the earthen wall at the side. Light blue lightning immediately shot out, emitting muffled banging sounds. One by one, small pits the size of a finger appeared on the mud bricks, and the surroundings were charred black.
This lightning was not very effective against inanimate objects, but if a living person was slapped by it, they would probably die.
The more Zhou Zhao looked at it, the more delighted he became. This early stage Lightning Manipulation looked extremely similar to the legendary Daoist divine power, Lightning Palm. However, the ability to manipulate lightning would become stronger as Zhou Zhao grew. It was said that there was endless potential.
This time, Zhou Zhao had another terrifying killing method.
"What is that Daoist priest doing?"
Just as Zhou Zhao was thinking about the magical effects of controlling lightning, a burly man's voice suddenly sounded.
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