"No need for now, I'll come back if necessary."

The high priest looked disappointed, like a madam who failed to attract customers.

After returning to Yangcheng, Ye Tingbai returned to his office. He had to think carefully about which link had gone wrong.

Fu Monk lied to him for two reasons.

First, he really admired the Dream Maker and didn't want to see the Dream Maker disappear completely, that is, the memory in the Samsara Stone. He wanted to limit Ye Tingbai's development, and then once the sealing period of the Samsara Stone expired, the Dream Creator

It will return naturally.

This is the most likely possibility, because Fu Monk has had this meaning before.

The second one is that Fu Monk has contacted Yuwen Ergou, and the probability of targeting Ye Tingbai is very small. Yuwen Ergou seems to be unable to enter the dreamland.

Otherwise, he would not have sent himself a text message asking him to bring the corpse in.

Ye Tingbai: "Oh, forget it, leave him alone. Let's try to materialize!"

According to the records in his memory, he slowly injected divine power into the mental space. According to the records, the mental space absorbed the divine power, then slowly expanded and transformed into the physical space.

But Ye Tingbai had already introduced all his divine power into the spiritual space, but it didn't change at all. This must be something wrong.

At this time, the big light ball suddenly sent him a message.

[The current limit of souls that can be accommodated is 2000]

Ye Tingbai: "The divine power has been absorbed, but it has not expanded or materialized. Why has the tolerance limit become higher?"

Sub-personality: "Our souls are too weak. I think this may be the reason. Maybe our previous souls cannot be called divine souls."

"So you are saying that you want to continue to inject divine power?"

Sub-personality: "Taking all the information together, injecting divine power will at least have no side effects."

"Okay, then continue."

Dong Dong Dong~

Li Xiaoxiao: "Brother Ye, someone is looking for you!"

"Huh? Someone else is looking for me, let him come in."

"He didn't come in. He said he would wait for you to go out."

"The shelf is pretty big."

Ye Tingbai and Li Xiaoxiao returned to the gate of the Order Office. There stood a middle-aged man wearing a housekeeper's uniform. He had a slicked back and a shiny face, but he only had a pair of gold-rimmed glasses with a gold chain hanging on them.

Go to the ear on the second floor.

It looks very professional.

Ye Tingbai: "Are you looking for me? Who are you?"

"Hello, this is an invitation letter that the master asked me to give you."

"Chessboard of the Gods... Invitation letter, what does this mean? Please explain to me... Where is the person?"

Ye Tingbai lowered his head and raised his head for at least a second, but the man had disappeared. He didn't feel any fluctuations, which was completely incomprehensible to him.

Sub-personality: "Disappeared. I can't see how it disappeared. It was like a bubble. It burst and left no trace."

Anything that he cannot understand will bring fear. If it is simply a difference in strength, he can rely on time to accumulate it, and it is this incomprehensibility that he is afraid of.

When an ordinary person faces a killer, he can think of a way, exercise, or hire bodyguards.

But if you ask an ordinary person to face a ghost, it's a bit overwhelming.

"The chessboard of the gods will start in half a year. You are sincerely invited to come. If you win, you will receive a reward tailor-made for you, a core of the Kingdom of God that is comparable to the Red Star Soul."

This invitation is very beautiful. The words are printed and there is nothing visible. However, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a trap.

Chessboard of the Gods?

He is the only god in this world, who should he play games with?

"The problem is, it didn't even leave me an address?"

Li Xiaoxiao: "Hey, why am I here? Am I not watching a movie?"

Ye Tingbai turned around and glanced in surprise, why was Li Xiaoxiao so dazed? Everyone was gone.

"Didn't you call me out just now?"

Li Xiaoxiao: "I called you? Are you kidding me? Why don't I have any memory at all?"

"Forget it, it's not a big deal. You can go back and watch a movie."

Dudududu ~ phone ringtone

"Pei Meihong's phone number? What happened again?"

Now Pei Meihong's phone call is Ye Tingbai's nightmare, because every time Pei Meihong comes to him, it must be something big. For example, the last time she called Ye Tingbai, it was a deep sea invasion.

"Hey, boss! Why didn't you answer the phone today? Something big happened again!"

"What's wrong?"

"The deep sea has changed direction. They have invaded the American plate, and this time they are even more ferocious. They do not build a base, but directly explode their troops. Now a city has been lost."

"Isn't it just one day?"

Ye Tingbai returned to Jiangdu helplessly. The coastline was very long, and it was definitely impossible for Ye Tingbai to defend it all. Moreover, the deep sea invasion this time was the American Plate.

The place where he lives is mostly yellow people, while the American plate is mostly white and black. They are separated by the deep sea, and communication between the two plates has always been difficult.

There is their own center of order there, but due to difficulty in contact, Xie Cai has no control over it and is beyond his reach.

Ye Tingbai: "How are you now?"

Pei Meihong: "The first city has been captured. Deep Sea is increasing its troops indefinitely. There are too many densely populated areas. Do we care?"

"Control? Why do you care? Can you control us? Shenhai wants to go ashore, and no one can stop him. If I go to fight with him, we will both lose.

Now that he has changed his side to invade, he has already given me face."

Pei Meihong: "emmmm, the foundation also wants us to repel the deep sea again like before, saying that they can pay for it."

Ye Tingbai: "Tell them to get out and still pay the damn money. Do I seem to be short of money? Who needs money at this time?"

The current era is destined to belong to Mechanical Cthun. Human beings have no power to resist at all, and the only thermal weapons are also restricted. Who can cut through the armor of soldiers with cold weapons?

Mecha C'Thun, who has obtained the Red Star Soul, is simply a bug, a monster like a perpetual motion machine.

He himself creates mechanical waste, and the Red Star Soul can give mechanical life, creating those little lolita with strong group combat capabilities, which gives him a lot of headaches.

Pei Meihong: "They set off again, divided into three groups, and they were in three other cities."

Ye Tingbai: "Have I told you to temporarily abandon the coastal cities, but these people don't listen. At this time, it is simply wishful thinking to maintain the original order of the human world."

Pei Meihong: "But why? I don't believe they don't understand this?"

"Because the world is changing, it means that classes will be reshuffled. People who are already at the top are likely to be reduced to the bottom. Of course, these people are not willing to do so.
Chapter completed!