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This resistance by the local "natives" against the invading abyssal forces finally came to an end after thirty-two minutes.

Tan Wenjie stood before the last evil spirit of the abyss.

Black smoke billowed from its mouth, forming a terrifying human face.

Who exactly are you?

"Gods."

"No, you possess the power of the abyss."

"Snapped!"

With a single, decisive slap, Tan Wenjie reduced the other person, along with the bewildered and ignorant evil spirit that had invaded his body, to ashes.

A wisp of dark abyss energy attempted to escape, but was precisely pinched by two fingers. With a gentle twisting motion of the fingertips, it finally dissipated completely from the world.

"I say I am, and that's who I am!"

Watching the last abyssal evil spirit vanish into nothingness, Tan Wenjie sighed helplessly: "Still a long way off."

Not long ago, he casually won Ma Liang's magic brush through a lottery.

This divine brush possesses the ability to paint the world, but it also requires sufficiently powerful Heavenly Dao forces.

The magic brush's ability to create something from nothing can only be displayed in Ma Liang's hands, while Tan Wenjie needs to rely on external forces to throw powerful objects that also carry a lot of Heavenly Dao power or have a high Heavenly Dao level directly into the painting.

These forces interact with each other, potentially creating a completely new world to compensate for Tan Wenjie's shortcomings compared to Ma Liang.

However, Tan Wenjie threw three Abyss Evil Spirits into the painting in a row. Moreover, these evil spirits originally had a significant Heavenly Dao level in this world, and theoretically could form a level 1 world. Yet, they were like pebbles thrown into water, disappearing without a trace.

The only solution now is to capture more people and throw them into this thick comic book; perhaps then we can truly create a world of outcasts.

As his four "comrades" perished, the Abyss Vines on Tan Wenjie's wrist suddenly intensified their power, and he received a massive amount of information from an unknown dimension.

A massive amount of information, including this "friendly information," was poured into Tan Wenjie's mind. It was precisely because of this information that important information was successfully prevented from being lost during the dimensional travel.

"So that's how it can be done." Tan Wenjie gained a completely new understanding of how to utilize power.

Just like wrapping important things in layers of discarded newspapers before throwing them out, it can reduce bumps and even prevent damage.

When he carefully read the layers of "newspapers" wrapped around his head, he discovered that they contained a wealth of information, including births and deaths, disasters, joys, and so on.

Only after peeling back the layers of the "newspaper" can you find the real information inside.

After learning of the threat posed by this world, the Abyss decided to send a cheap suicide squad to help, along with information about a brand new world location.

[Discovered...discovered...the Abyss Realm: Black Myth: Wukong]

The Abyss Realm has been completely overrun.

Tan Wenjie did not choose to enter; he could feel the immense pressure within. Although he, possessing the Abyss Vines, could enter, he would have to carefully conceal his identity, or choose an identity that suited him better and would bring him more benefits.

In the future, information can be transmitted across the world, as long as the thickness of those messy "newspapers" containing important information is sufficient.

The way to obtain this information is also very simple: find a world and collect it.

A chaotic, low-level world filled with junk information.

Tan Wenjie refocused his attention on the "Suicide Squad," a large group of apostles who didn't care about dying, but were driven by profit.

"The Main God Space?"

Compared to the Abyss Vanguard, who can easily seize the bodies and power of others, the Suicide Squad is completely incomparable in terms of life level and the degree of importance they receive.

Even if the "suicide squad" is completely wiped out, it will not receive any support.

Tan Wenjie compared it to the God Space in the novel, which makes it easier to understand.

When she returned to Higa Kotoko's side, Higa Makoto also came over. The little girl had changed a lot since she last saw her for a short time.

A large number of priests and mediums gathered around the two sisters, using their own methods to pray for blessings and exorcise evil spirits.

"How is it?" Higa Kotoko asked.

"Are you hurt?" Makoto Higa asked.

"..."X2
The two sisters exchanged a glance and fell silent.

The difference is that Makoto was constantly checking Tan Wenjie's clothes and body, fearing that he had only managed to defeat the four terrifying monsters by gritting his teeth and had ended up with injuries.

As for Kotoko... let's not talk about her.

"Don't worry." Tan Wenjie patted Makoto's head and then nodded to Kotoko.

Other priests: "..."

We're singing and dancing here, and you're hugging two of them all by yourself! If it weren't for the fact that you're the strongest medium of this century, we guys would have already charged at you while clicking our tongues and yelling "Baka yarou".

“An even bigger crisis is about to unfold,” Tan Wenjie said. “Hide immediately. No matter who contacts you for the next period of time, do not show up.”

The Apostles have no bottom line; after all, they come from the Abyss and are theoretically the opposite of Tan Wenjie.

The Higa sisters already possess considerable bloodline power, and if their bodies are taken over, it could bring Tan Wenjie an unexpected and tough battle.

With the blessing of Heaven, even a novice can instantly transform into a top expert.

"And you?" Makoto Higa asked.

“Several girlfriends have contacted me,” Tan Wenjie said, waving the phone in his hand.

"..."*N
……

"Ah Ling, there might be some trouble coming up. You'd better stay out of the way for a while." Tan Wenjie leaned against the headboard and lit a cigarette.

After omitting the details of being approached by a flight attendant on the plane, losing contact information, being picked up by Zhang Ling at the airport, and receiving a bottle of liquid from Zhang Ling at the airport, the scene shifts to the hotel suite.

The smoke of battle still lingers in the suite.

With a blush of happiness on her face, Zhang Ling nestled in Tan Wenjie's arms, gently tracing circles on his chest with her fingers, and asked, "What trouble is it that you and I can't solve together?"

“We definitely can’t solve this together,” Tan Wenjie shook his head.

But if he were alone, he was confident he could handle it.

Having another person holding you back will distract you.

After dealing with Zhang Ling, Tan Wenjie quickly changed the venue, arranging for the Cheng sisters to meet in different rooms of the same hotel, saving them the time of commuting.

Hotel parking lot.

With a joyful smile on her face, Cheng Xiaonan pushed open the door and got out of the car, only to see a familiar car parked in front of her.

"Hey, isn't that my older sister's car?"

My older sister doesn't go to work during the day to catch thieves and drug lords, so why is she here?

Suddenly, a possibility occurred to her, her expression changed, and she rushed towards the agreed-upon floor.

A person stood at the elevator entrance and frantically pressed the buttons on the descending elevator, scaring others away from approaching.

"Isn't that Second Sister?" Cheng Xiaoxi had just received a call from that man, so she rushed over.

I had only gone to the bathroom when I saw my second sister furiously pressing the elevator buttons, looking like she was about to catch her cheating.

"Could it be..." Cheng Xiaoxi's heart tightened.

The three sisters were all aware of each other's terrible romantic situations, but they were all poisoned by that person and hopelessly chose to deceive themselves. Now, if it were exposed...

Thinking of this, Cheng Xiaoxi quickly turned around and ran towards the stairs. She sped up to the second floor, pressed the elevator button, and continued climbing.

at the same time.

"Little mushroom~"

"Little Forest, what's wrong?" "You're the first one to come to me."

"Nonsense, it's because I love you the most."

"Do you want me to help you deal with my two younger sisters?"

"Damn, you're so open-minded?"

"Because you're the most manly one."

This has little to do with Tan Wenjie's own masculinity, but is directly related to Cheng Xiaodong's seemingly strong but actually lewd personality; the more he hit her, the more she loved him.

An ordinary man may not be able to manage time, but Tan Wenjie is no ordinary man. He moved easily between three floors and three rooms. With his superhuman physique, no one cared how long he stayed by their side.

It might last a whole day, but anyway, everyone is satisfied.

At night, Tan Wenjie held the ghost bride Wei Xiaodie's hand and strolled along the beach, enjoying the rare peaceful time in a state of sage mode.

"Are they here?" Wei Xiaodie asked.

She didn't know who Tan Wenjie was waiting for, only that he was definitely waiting for someone, and that the person was very troublesome, and that if not handled properly, a dangerous situation could very likely arise.

Tan Wenjie looked up at the sky, the abyss vines on his wrist slowly wriggling, reminding him that new reinforcements were approaching.

"coming!"

……

A crack appeared in space, and more than a dozen figures were thrown out. They circled around as if trying to determine their location, but dared not move because the thick fog surrounding them had not dissipated.

Outside the thick fog, Tan Wenjie tried to enter, only to find a thin barrier blocking his way. He stepped forward and easily broke through, then leisurely walked out, the whole process as if he were in an empty place.

People were chatting in the thick fog, completely unaware that someone was walking in and out of what they considered to be an "absolutely safe" area.

"This seems to be a support mission. We have to help plant the seeds of the abyss... When did we get to be on a mission of this level? It can't be that we're all wiped out, can it?"

It was a joke, but the more I talked about it, the more likely it seemed.

Just how powerful must the enemy be to cause the complete annihilation of the Abyss Vanguard?

If they can't even handle enemies that seem unreasonable to them, how could they possibly be their match?

"There are many powerful people in this world, so we must act with caution."

"Wait, there's a mission notification."

Standing outside the thick fog, Tan Wenjie easily caught the so-called mission notifications, because he discovered that these mission notifications were actually being relayed by the Abyss using the vines on his wrist as a base station.

It seems that they also possess the "Abyss" on their side, so they took the lead in using it as a transit point.

This also means that his long-held guess was correct: the Abyss would continue to track him using the item on his wrist.

We must find a way to remove it and seal it away.

"This mission clearly states that we need to make contact with the strongest beings in this world."

"and then?"

"Then it's either to try to win over the other side, or to kill them."

Just as they were intensely discussing and deliberating on what to do next in their quest to find the world's strongest being, Tan Wenjie pressed his fingers against his wrist and attempted to forcefully invade it with the power of his primordial spirit.

His soul slowly left his body, and his power surged into the vine bracelet. The vine, which was already incomplete and not fully grown, was uprooted by Tan Wenjie. Now, under the pressure of a massive amount of spiritual power, Tan Wenjie easily grasped the patterns of the intercepted signal frequencies.

He infused it with his own will.

"Wait! Wait! The mission seems to have changed."

From within the thick fog, an apostle uttered a voice filled with surprise and uncertainty.

The sound seemed to trigger a chain reaction, startling the people in the thick fog, who then began to discuss it heatedly.

The central topic of conversation was Tan Wenjie, the strongest person in this world.

[Mission: Make contact with Tan Wenjie, the strongest person in this world]

[Reward: One random elixir that can enhance your strength]

[Punishment: Annihilation!]

Shortly after this mission was announced, the members of the Abyss Apostle Suicide Squad, hidden in the thick fog, fell into a long silence.

"..."

What does "annihilation" mean?

They generally don't get any rewards for completing tasks, but they also don't get any punishments. If they only understand the situation literally and there's a risk of being eliminated, they'd rather not do the task.

Upon realizing this, the group sat down on the ground and started chatting, completely losing their motivation to work.

Tan Wenjie: "..."

With the help of these insects, the Abyss's desire to invade all the heavens and myriad worlds and unify the entire universe is nothing but wishful thinking!

Tan Wenjie, who was experiencing what it meant to give up for the first time, cleared his throat.

The missions were all randomly made up by him, mainly to replace the Abyss power that had previously used him as a signal base station to transmit information and missions.

The thick fog finally dissipated, and a dozen or so Abyss Apostles stood blankly by the roadside.

Their appearance is so bizarre that weapons are embedded in their skin and muscles, and some have even had their eyes gouged out and replaced with mechanical prosthetic eyes.

Is this the suicide squad from the abyss?

Seeing is believing, and this team seems rather weak.

At the same time that Tan Wenjie saw them, they also saw Tan Wenjie.

At this moment, Tan Wenjie had already put on a mask to cover his face, only revealing a thick black aura.

The Abyss Commando members, who arrived in this world to carry out their mission, learned through the mutual sensing between the Abysses that the handsome man in front of them, who made them want to punch him, was the Abyss Vanguard.

Don't ask why you can tell the other person is a handsome man even when they're wearing a mask.

Because being handsome isn't just about looks, it's also about charisma.

Although not all of them were wiped out, the situation is certainly not optimistic.

"Do you know where Tan Wenjie, the world's strongest man, is?" someone asked. "We need more detailed information."

“I know, but that person is extremely powerful. Even I don’t dare to get close to him. Do you really want to find him?” Tan Wenjie asked nervously.

The crowd looked at Tan Wenjie with disdain for his nervous reaction.

Even a top expert who could dominate a region was terrified.

"That's right, and we also need to know how to find him."

"He seems to be in the hotel up ahead."

"Hmm?" *N
Things didn't turn out the way they expected.

Do top-tier experts really need to rest in a hotel? As the group walked toward the hotel, they saw a man stride toward them and pause at the hotel reception. The receptionist leaned forward and left a lipstick mark on his face.

When they walked up to the crowd, they could see that each other's faces and necks were covered in hickeys and lipstick marks.

"it's him!"

Everyone: "..."

Are we sure this unreliable guy needs backup to take him down?

Or perhaps we could try a different approach: use her beauty to win him over. (End of Chapter)