Chapter 448: Even Further Away from the Future

It took only 40 seconds to travel 40 km from the museum in the city center to the relatively remote suburbs.

The speed of the phantom fire ball was enough for him to leave the crime scene with dignity. At the riverside, he would complete the second blessing.

He entered the planet on a golden egg, and the knowledge and culture of the Erdoğan dynasty entered his mind in the form of dreams. This was both a dream that lasted for two years and a "study" and "penance" that lasted for two years.

The identity of the Supreme Image is very mysterious. He has no intention of pursuing the legendary name, but follows the guidance of fate to come to the river and start the next journey of his life.

The second blessing is by no means as simple as it sounds. It is to fully integrate into this world. This is not just about forging an identity card, laying the foundation for a family background, and building a human shell. Instead, it is about coming into the world with the essence of an ordinary person.

The purple-black phantom fire gradually died out, and the only remaining afterglow was woven into the young man's clothes. Under the scorching sun and in the bitter winter, the Supreme revealed its true appearance in the "breath" of light and water.

Zhishang has fair skin, handsome face, warm complexion, clear eyes, and slightly messy black short hair that completely covers his ears, and his bright orange eyes are also half covered, which makes people feel sorry that such a big pair of eyes cannot be seen in full.

The Supreme raised his left hand, with the index finger pointing upwards, and drew a circle clockwise. The glow moved, and various documents and certificates fell from the light.

From then on, he was the legal owner of this house, and he himself was a human being with full rights in the Erdun Dynasty.

"This feeling... I haven't seen it for a long time."

Picking up a piece of paper with your flesh and blood, looking directly at the river and the sunlight with open pupils, these simple feelings and actions are actually very precious, because all of this is not taken for granted or innate.

Compared with the subsequent chapters of life, the 17 years before becoming a traveler seemed insignificant. This feeling of loss and regret fluctuated in my heart, but finally calmed down. At this moment, the second blessing was officially realized.

It sounds strange that the Supreme has transformed into a mortal and walked among the world, but when he began to devote himself to life, all the unreasonable things were temporarily put aside, as there was a more important thing waiting for him to do.

He was born in a sky full of flames. The golden egg was just his protective layer and camouflage. Compared with the protective layer, the phantom fire burning on the horizon was more important.

If anyone is particularly interested in his protective layer, it can only be said that this person is too... too creative.

Wu Sha, the Lord of Zhou Domain, happens to be such a "too creative" person.

The person in charge collected the scattered golden egg fragments, and Wu Sha "accidentally" passed by the secret room where the fragments were stored, and with a wave of his hand, he packed them all up and took them away. What happened afterwards was something he did not tell anyone, and no one knew about it.

He transported the fragments to the lake bottom fortress and reassembled them into golden eggs. In the eyes of ordinary people, this is an almost impossible thing to do. For him, it is indeed an almost impossible thing to do, but it is only "almost impossible".

The structure of the golden egg is far more complicated than that of the wall. However, the five elements that make up all things in the world are unchanging. By arranging and combining them in a certain order, the effect of "broken mirror reunited" can be achieved.

Afterwards, Wu Sha separated a small part of his power, which carried his thoughts and essence, and was sent into the golden egg.

At this moment, something unexpected happened.

The ball of golden fire turned and flickered like the eye of a giant snake, looking at the empty room indifferently.

Wu Sha thought about whether he was qualified to receive the blessing. After getting a negative answer, he made a quick decision and broke out of the door. The golden flames chased after him relentlessly, and two balls of fire, one large and one small, flew from the room to the outside. The underground palace built with obsidian should have been pitch black. The flying flames could circle the palace hundreds of times in the blink of an eye. Their movement trajectories were like super-powered filaments, illuminating the inside and outside of the underground palace as bright as day.

The slightly smaller ball of light was about half a meter in diameter, and the dancing flames looked like flowing gold. The "photoreceptor cells" condensed from gold were undergoing some strange metabolism around the non-existent "skeleton", and another world seemed to be sealed in the spherical pupil.

Wu Sha realized that he was being "watched", watched by another world. The earth-colored ball of light was nearly two meters in diameter, and its running speed was almost equal to 1‰ of the speed of light. If it was on the ground, it would take enough time for it to cross 1/10 of the equator.

Of course he wanted to run to the ground, but the golden eyeball had a suppressive effect on him, like a special force field. The invisible cage woven with field lines limited his range of activities to the underground palace.

It was a consensus among all that the cursed fire was not easy to dodge, but if one did not dodge it because it was not easy to dodge, then that would be foolish. From the victim's perspective, the more times like this, the more one must run away with all their might.

Wusha was suppressed by the curse field and was unable to use various abstract powers. After just a few minutes, he could no longer "run".

The fireball was surrounded by the afterglow of the setting sun, and the golden egg revealed its entire inner layer in the last glimpse before the sun set.

When Wusha pieced the golden egg together, the outside was facing outwards and the inside was facing inwards, but the golden egg restored by the cursed fire was the exact opposite. What was even more terrifying was that when he peeked at the true appearance of the eggshell, he was already inside it.

Curse, achieved. Witch Sand, stagnated.

Although the Supreme lost his golden shell, his various certificates and property formed a more solid shield. With the support of the solid shield, he planned for a full half hour, thought for another half hour, and finally decided to leave the room.

The Ling River runs through the entire city, and the river water gathers into a large lake in the south of the city. The lake has a very domineering name, Bi Hai. There are dozens of scenic spots around Bi Hai, and people come and go like a surging tide, and the scenery is very beautiful.

He lived in Huigu County in the north of the city. As one of the hardest-off areas in the eight districts and seven counties of Lingjiang City, this place was a bit like the countryside. But judging from the decoration and layout of his home, the word "hardship" had nothing to do with him.

There is a simple road in front of his house, which is only earth and grass color, not cement and asphalt color. Beside the road is a square yard surrounded by a high gray wall. A house is built in the inner corner of the yard, and half of the remaining open space is used as a garden and corridor, and the other half is used as a lawn, driveway, and open space.

The land area is 2000㎡, the building area is 400㎡, it is a single-family house with three floors and no neighbors.

There is no transportation either.

This resulted in him walking for 20 minutes to reach the nearest train station. Although following the navigation would slow him down as he was a newcomer, the train station was indeed a bit far away.

Zhishang bought a ticket from the ticket machine and waited in the waiting booth for 20 minutes. He began to feel that this location was not suitable, but he did not have much initiative in choosing where to live in the world.

The blue train arrived at the station quietly and stopped. The train had only two carriages, no passengers on board, and only one driver. The interior decoration was very old, but the infrastructure was complete.

Lingjiang City has a subtropical monsoon humid climate. It is winter now, and the air conditioner in the train blows out warm air, and the temperature is just right.

After more than ten minutes, he finally saw the school and thought that the way to school was really difficult. The train runs every three hours. If you miss the first train at 8 o'clock in the morning, it will not be as simple as being late for one or two minutes. The same is true for the last train at 5 o'clock in the afternoon.

(End of this chapter)