I started with a seed, luckily I have probability glasses

Gao Han asked slightly uneasy.

"Are you sure he can? It won't be dangerous, right? What if it really is contaminated?"

Ji Qingyu's eyes were cunning.

"Are you worried about that man? President Gao, women are no different from men. It's better for them to be faithful to one man, don't you think, Brother Chuan?"

Gao Han frowned.

"Boring! President Ji, we are doing a very important mission. Can you please stop talking about things that are not related to the mission?"

Li Chuan watched Liu Haizhu's back disappearing into the tent.

"As long as he does what I say and doesn't agree to anything, everything will be fine."

"You're right. He's the only one who can do this. After all, not everyone holds a grudge against me like he does."

The last person who hated Li Chuan like this was Dong He Shui, who was killed by Li Chuan and had his memory read.

In Dong He Shui's memory, when he hated Li Chuan the most, a voice suddenly appeared in his mind, a voice that was very tempting and could satisfy Dong He Shui's wish.

The voice guided the Donghe River's water into the black tent, giving him a new profession and new bloodline, but at the same time also firmly holding the Donghe River's life in its hands.

And the owner of that voice, in the memory of Donghe River, was always a vague figure.

He calls himself the Messenger of Destruction!

The God of Destruction will not stay in the tent all the time. He will only appear in the tent when there is something to discuss or a task to be issued.

But in addition to these two situations, there is another situation that will cause the God of Destruction to appear, that is, extreme hatred and extreme negative emotions. When a player with such emotions appears, the God of Destruction will appear and warmly invite him to become his apostle.

So Li Chuan thought about it and thought of this guy Liu Haizhu.

This guy usually doesn't dare to challenge me, but as long as I don't look at him, his murderous gaze will fall on me from time to time, so using him to attract the messenger of destruction is simply the most appropriate thing to do.

At the entrance of the black tent, Liu Haizhu stepped into the black tent reluctantly.

Damn Li Chuan, he never thought of me for good things, but he thought of me for such dangerous things!

You force me to think of something that resents him, but I don’t want to!

Damn Li Chuan! Damn it! He stole my goddess! And forced me to do dangerous tasks!

What’s even more abominable is that she actually asked me to cooperate with that bastard Li Chuan.

No, no, this makes me even more jealous of Li Chuan. I can't let him have his way. I don't hate Li Chuan, I don't hate that bastard Li Chuan... How the hell could I not hate that bastard! I hate him so much I want to die!

"Oh? What a wonderful aura! I sense the potential power of your soul, my God's most devoted believer."

Liu Haizhu looked up in shock and looked towards the place deep in the tent where the sound came from.

Shit! What the hell! It actually attracts people!

Liu Haizhu's nerves tensed up instantly, and he couldn't help but sweat a few drops from his forehead.

A dangerous guy has appeared! I should send that bastard a message to warn him.

"Are you nervous? Why would you be nervous, someone summoned by my God? Is there anything more painful than hatred?"

"Come, follow God's guidance, and let me grant you the power to defeat your enemies and end your hatred!"

The voice seemed to have infinite temptation, making Liu Haizhu, who wanted to send a message to Li Chuan, suddenly hesitate.

"I, you, can you really give me the power of revenge?"

The blurry figure whose appearance could not be seen clearly said leisurely.

"Of course, the God of Destruction is omnipotent and omnipresent. For a mere player under level 100, avenging you is as easy as crushing an ant."

Liu Haizhu gritted his teeth, and just when his heart was filled with jealousy and he was about to dedicate himself to the devil, a voice suddenly woke him up.

"Hey. Big idiot!"

Liu Haizhu was stunned, and then a white light appeared in front of his eyes, killing him instantly.

"what!"

Liu Haizhu in Shelter No. 9 stood up suddenly.

"I'm dead! I'm dead!"

Ji Qingyu leaned against the door, hugged her shoulders, and said lazily.

"You're not dead yet, but if your alignment changes, my men, as I understand it, will show you no mercy."

Gao Han, who was standing by, saw Liu Haizhu's fear and quickly asked.

"You didn't promise anything to that guy in the tent, did you?"

Liu Haizhu tried hard to recall, then nodded slowly.

"I didn't agree. I shouldn't have agreed."

"That's right! I clearly didn't send any messages, so how did he know that I lured that person out?"

Ji Qingyu sneered.

"Based on the length of time you've been inside, and my understanding of your character."

In the black tent, Li Chuan looked into the empty depths of the tent and slowly walked forward.

"It's really fast. Unfortunately, my eyes are really good."

"Are you hiding in some object capable of containing spirits? Great Lord of Destruction, Mr. Kong Ming, second in the regional individual strength rankings."

"By the way, who gave you this name, your father or your mother? That's a bit too much to expect."

In the dark tent, when Li Chuan sat steadily on the big chair, a vague figure emerged from a vase with grass leaves.

Li Chuan put down the stone in his hand.

"I thought I had to tear your house apart before you would be willing to leave."

The blurry figure stood facing Li Chuan and was silent for a while before speaking.

"It knows my name, and you know my name too. Do you both have the same ability?"

Li Chuan shook his head.

"Is it the Destroyer or the Destroyer with a number?"

The spirit Kong Ming did not answer.

Li Chuan sneered.

"Don't tell me, haha, do you control the prop that changes the rules of the roulette wheel? Besides being able to change the rules, can you also prevent yourself from entering the battlefield?"

The spirit body was empty and clear and remained silent.

Li Chuan shrugged with a sneer.

"Forget it if you don't want to tell me. I'll be waiting for you in the Duel World."

Li Chuan stood up and strode out of the tent.

As long as we know who this messenger of destruction is, our goal will be achieved. After all, fighting is prohibited in the core area of ​​the Silent Maze, and we cannot do anything else even if we want to.

Just as Li Chuan was about to walk out of the tent, a slightly melancholy voice sounded from the tent.

"My parents are uneducated farmers. They chose this name because they always heard the elders say it."

“They love me very much.”

Li Chuan nodded without stopping.

"So you have to survive, return to your original world, find them, and take care of them, right?"

"Oh, I've been hearing this kind of talk so many times lately that my ears are almost callused."

The spirit Kong Ming raised his voice.

"There are no truly cold-blooded people in this world. To me, the so-called killer star is just a disguise for fragility! Don't you have anyone you miss, or things you want to do?!"

Li Chuan walked out of the black tent and faced the warm and dazzling sunshine.