60% of the purchase ratio was not enough.

It was time to do something big.

Jinjian carried the sword case on his back,

He walked all the way to the first hall.

He returned the way he came.

In the long corridor paved with unknown materials, the rhythmic footsteps of Fu Mourning God echoed clearly.

His identity was clearly an intruder,

But his footsteps were overly calm, as if he was the owner of this area,

The absolute owner of this space.

Any insignificant obstacles were extinguished by that pair of unperturbed eyes.

After passing through the last door,

What greeted his eyes was a hall that had not changed at all from the beginning.

In the center of the hall,

The fluorescent green captions were still rolling on the pitch-black screen, and the silver-white walls were still suffused with a cold luster.

Even the door that had been destroyed by Fu Mourning God not long ago,

Was still in a state of being shattered all over the ground,

Leaving only the wreckage behind, no one cleaned it up.

Jinjian glanced around and then focused his gaze on the remaining three doors.

Since the destroyed door led to the library where the sword and saber spirits were stored, then the remaining three places must not be ordinary.

He had some thoughts in his mind,

Fu Mourning God walked to the center of the hall.

Then..,

He slowed down his breathing and closed his eyes.

After minimizing his presence, Jinjian suddenly raised his hand.

"Dang..."

The bottom of the odachi's main body,

Was gently knocked to the ground,

It let out a low and long tone.

From then on,

Sound waves that were invisible to the naked eye spread along the ground at an extremely fast speed. Layer by layer, they rippled like an endless wave, rippling to an extremely distant place.

This was a sound that humans could not hear, but it was not impossible for Fu Mourning God.

At the first door, the distant sound was dense and dull, as if it had fallen into a bottomless abyss, and there was no more sound in an instant.

Over at the second door, the sound waves that had been steady were suddenly disrupted and shattered into a mess, like raindrops falling on a calm lake. It was utterly disordered.

The third door was empty, misty, and far away.

After a few breaths, Jinjian slowly opened his eyes.

He simply skipped the first door because he already knew that it was a dead end. It was a trap prepared by the government of time for intruders and also a cage to punish traitors.

When he reached the second door, he paused for a moment.

There was someone at the end of the tunnel.

In other words, almost all of the employees who had disappeared were gathered there.

Therefore, just now, the originally smooth sound waves were disrupted by the hurried footsteps of countless people. The feedback made Jinjian feel a little uncomfortable.

Jinjian quickly recalled that the Shi Zheng employee he had met before seemed to have said that Shi Zheng was busy moving his headquarters to another time and space to avoid some kind of crisis.

This huge and urgent project indeed required a lot of manpower.

It seemed that the current political situation was very busy.

"So, are you going?"

Jinjian raised his hand and pointed at the sword hilt. Rather than saying it was a question, it was better to say it was an unconscious murmur due to tiredness.

Of course, he knew that if he really just wanted to make a scene and make things difficult for Shi Zheng, then he could directly break in.

He believed that at the end of the door, the employees and even the higher-ups of Shi Zheng would definitely be "surprised" by his arrival and then flee in panic.

But —

"Boring."

The silver-haired and golden-eyed Fu Mourning God decisively expressed his disdain for this almost immediately foreseen ending.

If he directly rushed into the crowd and made a scene without caring about anything, it was simply like a child's childish venting and unreasonable prank.

— There was no style at all.

The Fu Mourning God, who valued style very much, immediately looked away and gave up on this path.

Therefore, the only choice left was — the last door.

Jinjian silently stared at it. His fingertips that had been pointing at the sword hilt gradually stopped.

He had been to the House of Ten Thousand not long ago.

It was a different space that Shi Zheng had specially opened up at a great cost.

This different space, from above the clouds to below the surface, was surrounded by a huge spherical enchantment that was airtight.

Outside the enchantment, there was a dangerous space-time turbulence, chaotic and unknown.

Because of this, the interrogator had to use the space-time compass to enter the outer room.

Otherwise, it was impossible to pass through the chaos of nothingness outside the House of Ten Thousand.

With the House of Ten Thousand as a reference, Jinjian originally thought that the headquarters of the government of this time should be the same design.

But now it seemed —

It was ethereal and distant … Boundless and unobstructed, smooth and unobstructed.

Thinking of his perception of the door just now, Jinjian had a vague guess in his heart.

— — The headquarters of the government of this time may not be in the different space protected by the enchantment, but openly connected to the outside world!

In order to confirm this idea, the Fu Mourning God immediately raised his hand and flipped his wrist, pushed the sword hilt away, and unsheathed his body.

A series of actions were done in one breath.

In the next moment, there was a flash of silver sword light, and it was a flash of grace.

The world froze in a trance for a second.

All the sounds suddenly fell silent.

Then, in the next moment, an overwhelming surge of — —

"Boom — —!"

The frenzied sword energy tore through space and set off a hurricane.

It broke through the third door with irresistible force, like a ferocious beast that had suddenly been released from its cage, roaring in the narrow passage without any scruples.

Everything that obstructed it, restrained it, tried to keep it, and wanted to wear it down …

They had all been mercilessly destroyed.

— — How unscrupulous, arrogant, and rude.

With just one strike, all the doors in the corridor had been smashed open, and a path had been cleared out.

The loud sound of the door shattering, the scattered wreckage, no need to show off, it was a merit.

In front of the Fu Mourning God, from now on — —

Unimpeded!

In this earth-shattering moment, the silver-haired and golden-eyed Fu Mourning God was particularly calm, even cold.

He was only waiting for the second when the door at the end of the path was broken, then he unhurriedly took a step forward, and then, he walked on his path.

The moment he stepped into this passage, the Fu Mourning God felt — —

There was a whistling wind, pouring in from a distant place, dispelling the original dullness and stagnation, bringing a different kind of freshness and vitality.

At this moment, Jinjian confirmed that his initial idea was correct.

— — The headquarters of the Government of Time was indeed connected to the outside world.

In the words of the Divine Inquisitors, it was very likely to be the Modern World.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, as an existence that maintains history, Shi Zheng needed to understand the "present" at all times to ensure that history was not distorted.

At the same time, Shi Zheng also needed to contact enough people to find more spiritual power users to continuously inject new blood into the position of Divine Inquisitor.

Therefore, the Modern World with the richest amount of information and the most human resources was undoubtedly much better than the other space that was isolated from the outside world.

In this regard, it must be said that the Government of Time was decisive and courageous.

"Oh, it's not completely without merit."

For things that he approved of, Jinjian would not deliberately be stingy with his appreciation.

If there was a favorability meter, then Shi Zheng would probably be able to receive — —

Jinjian's favorability toward players + 1. Current favorability -999.

The front is about to be wiped out, please continue to work hard.

The Government of Time: … Haha.

… …

Jinjian walked to the end of the road.

As he expected, the wind from the outside world was gathering and flowing in through the broken entrance.

There was the warmth of the afternoon sun penetrating in, breaking through the darkness of the corridor and lazily illuminating the corner of the intersection, sprinkling a dazzling but not glaring brilliance.

— — This was the aura that belonged to the outside world, from the Modern World.

Jinjian took the last step and completely walked out of the huge building of the Government of Time's headquarters, then saw a new scene.

— — This was probably an island, and it was a man-made island full of modern vibes.

Accompanied by a buzzing sound, many snow-white cleaning robots could be seen moving smoothly and quickly, dutifully cleaning up the surrounding garbage.

Occasionally, small drones could be seen in the sky. They were leisurely carrying cameras and monitoring every corner of the island from high up in the sky.

In addition, the train tracks erected in mid-air, artificial intelligence could be seen everywhere …

All of these indicated that the technology of this world was obviously very advanced.

The style here was too different from Pingan Jing, but it was more similar to Jinjian's original world.

Fu Mourning God rarely stopped to observe for a moment. After all — —

"This peace won't last long."

Fu Mourning God looked at the faintly visible coastline in the distance.

These low words were not so much a prophecy as an assertion.

This was not difficult to guess.

Since the Government of Time put aside Jinjian as an "internal concern", it was obvious that they were facing an extremely serious "external threat".

This danger from the outside world was more terrifying and urgent than anything else.

— — This was what Jinjian was interested in.

But before that …

Fu Mourning God turned his head slightly and looked at the huge building complex behind him. After a while, he suddenly narrowed his eyes — —

He could already sense the fluctuations of space-time coming from his surroundings.

The power of space and time, with the headquarters of the Government of Time as the core, was constantly squeezing and gathering until it was completely wrapped up.

"Do you plan to escape before the crisis comes?"

Shi Zheng really had a good plan. Judging from his current methodical progress, it was obvious that he was already prepared to get out of this situation.

But — —

"The show hasn't started yet. How can I … let you escape now?"

The silver-haired and golden-eyed Fu Mourning God dragged out his tone meaningfully, and his golden eyes seemed to flash with an evil light.

So in the next moment, the body of Fu Mourning God suddenly unsheathed.

With a wave of the odachi, the space-time force that had been gathered with great difficulty was suddenly torn open, and a big hole was torn open.

The power of space and time suddenly became a leaky ball, turned into countless flashing fluorescent lights, and overflowed like water. The process was even accompanied by wind chime-like sound effects.