The highest reward in the universe

[WTF?Death and madness are the same person? !Where did you know this shocking secret? ? ? ]

Feng Zhu was a little speechless by the reaction of the red snake.This guy completely ignored his last sentence, and directly acquiesced in the fact that the god of death and the god of madness are the same person.

However, in fact, Feng Zhu himself didn't know whether this matter was true or not.

When he first became the subordinate officer of the God of Death, he used [Deductive Method] many times against Yehuang. The introduction of the special ability of [Deductive Method] is roughly as follows:

"When you observe carefully, you can more keenly discover some details that are easily overlooked, and there is a 0.1% probability of seeing a trace of the other party's past."

Feng Zhu accidentally triggered a 0.1% probability, and thus saw a trace of Ye Huang's past.

That's really just a trace.

At that time, he was in the perspective of Ye Huang, his eyesight was so good that he could see things 1000 meters away clearly, but he couldn't see anything useful.

Because in that past, Yehuang was fighting with people recklessly.During the fight, he didn't look at his opponent's face at all—Ye Huang's eyes were all on the throat, heart and other deadly places.

The speed of the fight between the two was too fast, too fast, so fast that Fengzhu's eyes could keep up, but his nerves couldn't react for a while.

In the end, Feng Zhu could only feel Ye Huang's indescribably powerful physique and fighting style like a raging fire from this confrontation.

At first, Feng Zhu felt strange—after all, as far as he knew, Ye Huang's fighting style was not so rebellious, chaotic and crazy.

Until Ye Huang's opponent yelled hoarsely during the fight: "Fen Tian, ​​you mad dog!"

The moment Fengzhu heard the words, he felt cold all over his body.

In the next second, the duration of his special title expired, so he retreated from Ye Huang's perspective without warning.

Obviously what he saw was the memory of Ye Huang, but in the eyes of others, Ye Huang at that time seemed to look like Fen Tian in terms of appearance and fighting style.

Out of some strange conjecture, Feng Zhu recalled the chaotic scene he saw over and over again, and finally he matched this scene with a scene he saw a long time ago.

That was in a space competition many years ago.

In that space competition, Fen Tian's opponent said to Fen Tian the sentence that Ye Huang remembered.

So... Did Ye Huang disguise himself as Fen Tian to participate in the space competition, or were Ye Huang and Fen Tian the same person?

Regarding these two conjectures, Fengzhu is more inclined to the latter.

Because the three main gods have never appeared at the same time, even in such a grand event as the Universe Contest, only one main god will appear in each session.

Dionysus Chongquan's appearance frequency is slightly higher. As for Ye Huang, although he stays in the Death God's Temple all year round, people still see him occasionally, but Fen Tian has not shown his face for thousands of years.

That's why Feng Zhu made such a ridiculous guess.

In fact, if it weren't for Yehuang and Chongquan's somewhat tit-for-tat confrontation, Feng Zhu would even dare to guess that the three main gods of the first universe are all the same person.

Before today, Feng Zhu had never considered using this matter as a bargaining chip to trade with Dionysus.

After all, there is some kind of unforeseen risk in this kind of speculation that does not know the truth or falsehood.

But today Ye Huang seemed to have murderous intentions towards him, so Feng Zhu wanted to use the power of Dionysus to distract part of Ye Huang's attention, so that he could breathe for a while.

But now he gave up this idea again, because the god of death had already fallen asleep first.

Fengzhu didn't intend to explain these lengthy calculations and considerations to Red Snake, and he was too lazy to say so much.

Just when Feng Zhu was about to get up and clean up the lunch boxes on the table with some butter and powdered sugar left on the table, a short bell rang suddenly at the door of his bedroom, and at the same time, a virtual projection slowly appeared at the door of the hall .

The visitor is Dongwang.

At this time, Dong Wang had already changed the formal and complicated black coat and cloak of the same color from the canonization ceremony, and he had already torn off the cuff buttons of the overly strict white shirt inside, and he even put the sleeves on both sides indifferently. Rolled a few.

As for the tie, the guy never wore one.

Obviously, Dong Wang is a person who hates restraint extremely.

Fengzhu didn't make the tyrant wait any longer.He first took over the entire dormitory with the intelligence on his wrist, and then gave the command to open the door directly to the intelligence.

When Dong Wang walked in impatiently, Feng Zhu's table was only half cleared.

Dong Ting, who was walking straight towards Fengzhu, glanced casually at the table.

And it was just this glance that made his emotion that had exhausted his patience due to the lengthy canonization ceremony suddenly be replaced by another more subtle feeling.

For some reason, Dong Ting suddenly felt a toothache at that moment.

Because just looking at the dessert box on that table made him tired.

Feng Zhu naturally felt Dong Ting's slightly changing expression.

As he threw all the boxes into the garbage disposal machine, he said with a half-smile in a philosopher's tone:

"Life is already so bitter, of course I have to find a way to sweeten my tongue."

Dong Ting's eyes flickered on Feng Zhu's thin lips upon hearing this.

Today it was this mouth that uttered oaths that were more moving than the poems of those bards at the canonization ceremony.

Judging from what Feng Zhu said was so sweet that it was almost bitter, he didn't need desserts for a long time.

"Since you've eaten, follow me to the training ground."

After Dong Ting finished speaking, he walked out of Fengzhu's bedroom, and he did not look at anything rudely from the beginning to the end.

Feng Zhu glanced at Dong Wang's back, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

People in the Tenth Universe say that Dong Wang has many vices, but it also depends on who the comparison is.If his comparison object is not human beings, he might even be called cute.

Compared with the god of death who likes to take out the soul to admire the struggle of the dead with a blank face, and the god of wine who likes to cut blood vessels and mix wine and blood to drink up, isn't Dongwang just a fresh and refined little cutie?

So why on earth are so many people comparing Dong Wang and the Three Lord Gods together?

Dong Ting didn't know that Fengzhu was thinking about such a mess at this moment, he just walked ahead silently and led the way.

Not long after Feng Zhu walked behind him, he saw an overly empty private training ground.

In fact, just from the facilities of the training ground, we can see how rich the Eastern Region's finances are.This is just Dongwang's personal training ground, and the entire venue is extremely complete from the shooting area, the battle area to the rest area.

Even the physical recovery cabin thrown in the corner is a customized model that is not sold on the market at all, and the estimated price is [-] million.

The 3000 billion cosmic coins that have caused Fengzhu a headache for two years are not even enough for the military expenditure of the Eastern Region for a month.

This is probably the most direct manifestation of the difference between individuals and forces.

But soon Feng Zhu had no time to hurt the spring and the autumn here.

Because Dong Ting walked straight to the battle area, then raised his eyelids and looked at him calmly.

In just a split second, Fengzhu realized that this man was signaling to him to go and fight him.

"...Does the fourth knight still have the obligation to be a training partner?"

Fengzhu looked at the smooth and firm muscle lines on Dong Ting's forearm, and thought about his ferocious appearance after beheading countless strange beasts in the video circulated on the Internet, he was a little unable to move forward.

Knowing that he can't beat him, but still going up, isn't this looking for abuse?

Originally, Fengzhu thought that being the fourth knight in the Eastern Territory without real power was already miserable enough, but he never thought that he would have to be a part-time training partner?

Wouldn't it make him worse? !

Those previous knights who never survived a month, could it be that some of them were overthrown by the Eastern King during their sparring sessions?

"come over."

Dong Ting didn't answer Feng Zhu's question, but simply told him to hurry over.

Under normal circumstances, Dong Ting would train alone, but there were too many messy rituals recently, which made him feel annoyed, so he brought the culprit Feng Candle to accompany him to practice.

To be honest, Dong Ting didn't expect Feng Zhu to react like this.After all, before the interview and canonization ceremony, Feng Zhu was full of audacity and nonsense, but now it seems that he seems to have unknowingly overestimated the value of this brat's force.

"Well... Before I fight you, let me tell you that my daily training may be different from ordinary people."

"I train for 3 hours a day, 1 hour of which is basic physical training, and the remaining 2 hours of training are all about training my nerve response speed."

Dong Ting listened to Feng Zhu's honorific words one by one, wondering what tricks this little brat was up to.He frowned vaguely, then lowered his voice and asked inexplicably, "For example?"

"For example, I will conduct cold weapon avoidance training, sniper avoidance training, laser avoidance training, etc."

Rao Dongting couldn't help being stunned for a moment after hearing such a long list of avoidance training items.He thought that what Feng Zhu said while holding the perfume in the interview yesterday was enough nonsense, but he didn't expect this brat to be even more nonsense.

"...So, what you practice every day is how to escape?"

For some reason, Dong Ting always felt that his temples were throbbing more and more.

What kind of evil did he bring back?

"You summed it up perfectly."

Feng Zhu continued to praise Dong Ting respectfully with an expression of honorifics, hoping that the Eastern King would give up the idea of ​​fighting him.

In fact, Fengzhu also worked hard to exercise his physical fitness in the past few years.

But ever since he saw the scene of him fighting with people from the perspective of the god of death, and found that his nerve reaction speed could not keep up with the rhythm at all, he realized that with the little life left of him, no matter how hard he exercised, he couldn't help it. Reach the level of those main gods.

So Fengzhu directly changed the training mode, and changed his training philosophy to "if you can't beat, at least you can run away".

Dong Ting had probably never seen someone who took life for granted, he subconsciously licked his thin lips that were slightly dry.

Xu realized that if he kept talking nonsense with Feng Zhu, his desire to fight would be exhausted, so Dong Ting never said anything more to Feng Zhu.

I saw his foot slamming towards Feng Zhu's side, and he started to shake hands with Feng Zhu so simply and neatly.

Seeing that he hadn't fooled Dong Ting, Feng Zhu had no choice but to sideways avoid the opponent's sudden elbow while predicting the tyrant's next move.

To be honest, although his strength is mediocre, his evasion ability is quite good. This can be seen from Dong Ting's growing desire to fight.

Of course, Feng Zhu was not happy about this at all.

At the end of the fight, Fengzhu was already sweating all over his body, and even if he moved a little, he would feel the pain of being bruised and pulled.

But Dong Ting over there seemed to be active. He looked down at Feng Zhu who was lying on the ground and refused to stand up again, feeling a little frustrated.

He managed to find someone who could barely fight him a few tricks, but this little brat was only thinking of avoiding it, and in the end he just collapsed on the ground and couldn't get up.

But this brat is his fourth knight, and Dong Ting has nothing to do with him.

"Tsk..." Thinking of this, Dong Ting clicked his tongue lightly.

He bent down and picked up the extremely pale and fragile Feng Candle, and casually threw him into the never-used physical recovery cabin.Then he remembered that when he came to look for Fengzhu just now, Dolores seemed to ask him to tell this little boy some precautions.

Dong Ting glanced at Feng Zhu in the recovery cabin, and directly shortened Dolores' detailed explanation to one sentence:

"Dolores asked me to tell you, remember to start the live broadcast next month."

Today is November [-]th, which is already the end of the month, so the live broadcast will start from next month.

For other knights, the ten-hour live broadcast per month may be a rare moment of relaxation for them, but for Feng Zhu, it's the opposite.

In Fengzhu's mind, the group of lunatics in the central region and the sleeping god of death flashed across his mind. His overly keen intuition told him that one day he would definitely lose his horse because of these guys who feared the chaos of the world.

Once he was exposed as a subordinate officer of the God of Death... Just imagining such a scene, Feng Zhu felt a headache.

So he must be stuck on the last day of December before starting the live broadcast.

In this way, no matter what happens during his live broadcast, he can pack up and run away as long as he forcibly survives that day.