The Demon Monk System from Another World, but I didn't travel through time.

Chapter 134: What does it mean to dominate the world?

System, why did you come to this?

Zhang Wuyong was a little surprised!

Is it necessary to go to this extent?
Zhang Wuyong thought about it and decided to turn it off.

Even if you do this, there's nothing I can do!
Dominate the world? Me?

I’ll talk about this kind of thing after I really become a Demon Buddha!
No, in this world, it might be enough to cultivate to the "Divine Tribulation Stage".

Zhang Wuyong already knew it through the Jile Tianmo Gong.

In the other world, cultivators are divided into ten levels: Qi Refining, Foundation Building, Fasting, Dan Formation, Concentrating the Spirit, Nascent Soul, Yin Spirit, Divine Tribulation, Yang Spirit, and Mahayana.

If he were to write an online novel, these ten levels could be divided into nine layers for each level.

Each level has an initial stage, a middle stage, a late stage and a complete stage.

In this way, you can write ten million words.

If one cultivates to the Divine Tribulation Stage, he should be able to survive even under the bombardment of an atomic bomb.

But what the hell does this have to do with him?

He is not even in the Qi Refining Stage.

Creating a religious sect? We are in China, not a real other world.

Build up a military? Forget it.

Splitting the land and expanding the borders? How about making a list of all the "emperors" that have been eliminated at the grassroots level in our country over the years and showing it to the system?

Continue chatting with Tongtong.

[A previously unknown anomaly has been re-examined by this system and is suspected to have been caused by a powerful attack from the host's original world. The probability of a powerful being from the host's original world taking action is 99.9999%, and the probability of this system experiencing a bug is less than 0.0001%.]

[Again, the host should not use this incident to doubt the ability of this system, nor should there be any need to doubt its ability to continue assisting the host. Please continue to trust this system.]

its not right.

You said earlier that cultivation is not possible in the "original world" and that there are no powerful people.

Besides, I found it hard to trust you, System, from the beginning.

The world the host inhabits is extremely dangerous. Immortal sects are flourishing, the Demon Suppression Bureau is watching closely, countless strange magical instruments are innumerable, and the world is twisted and mutated. It doesn't matter if this system leaves, but what will the host do without this system?

I don't think the problem is that big.

[Again, this system is bug-free. This system is bug-free. This system is bug-free. This system operates perfectly, and even without the host, there will be no problems. The host needs this system, and this system is reluctantly staying here to help the host...]

You really don't have to stay.

The system kept popping up messages in front of Zhang Wuyong's eyes, so much so that he couldn't talk to Tongtong properly.

Later, the system even started to talk nonsense.

She said that she and he had been childhood sweethearts, and that they had been together for such a long time, day and night, and had never left each other's side, and no one could be tempted by someone else and abandon them.

If Zhang Wuyong hadn't remembered that it appeared shortly after the start of the second semester of his senior year in high school, when he was hit by a dump truck, he would have almost believed it.

This made Zhang Wuyong think.

I was hit pretty hard by the dump truck, but later I only suffered a leg injury.

Could it be that it was mainly this broken system that was hit at that time?

"Okay! Okay! Can't I do it?" Zhang Wuyong said in a low voice.

Come to think of it, this system did help him.

And this time, if there was no system, Aunt Zhu would really not be saved.

After he said this, the system finally quieted down.

"What are you talking about?" Tongtong beside him turned to look at him, her face flushed. "What do you want to do?" Zhang Wuyong closed the system bar completely and whispered in her ear, "You know what I want to do."

Tongtong didn't know what she was thinking. She pushed him with her arm, her face flushed: "Not here!"

Zhang Wuyong continued to tease her: "This place is not bad either. I think the uniforms those nurses wear are pretty nice too. Why don't you try them on someday?"

Tongtong bit her lip: "Do you want to get an injection too?"

Look at her rosy, pursed lips.

Zhang Wuyong recalled the day when she put on a blindfold and tied her hands with her little triangle, and then...

In fact, it was the first time for both of them to do that kind of thing. It wasn’t comfortable at all, but they felt a strong sense of conquest.

If you think about it more carefully, the system allows him to "dominate the world".

He wrote the word "human world" on Tongtong's back, and then asked her to do something, and then he wanted to dominate her... Does that count as dominating the human world?
I don’t know if it counts, but thinking about it makes me feel itchy.

Zhang Wuyong put his arm around Tongtong's shoulders and jokingly said, "I'll make you something to wear tomorrow, and then I'll give you the injection."

I probably thought of the scene that day.

Zhao Yutong's face turned even redder.

Even if I put on a blindfold and pretended not to see it.

But wouldn't she know what she was eating at that moment?

"No!" She reached out to hit him.

But Zhang Wuyong grabbed both of his hands and laughed, "I'm going to tie you up and make you lie on your stomach... Ugh!"

Zhang Wuyong looked towards the hospital bed and fell silent in panic.

"Mom!" Zhao Yutong looked over and found that her mother had woken up and was turning to look at them.

Zhu Yuwen looked at the two people and turned back... Forget it, I'll sleep a little longer!

After waking up, Zhu Yuwen heard from her daughter about the extremely outrageous incident in the hospital.

This made her laugh and cry, and she felt that reality was even more outrageous than fiction.

Things that novelists probably don’t dare to write about, in reality, have happened and that’s what has happened.

After learning that Dr. Zhu had woken up, Dean Zheng and other doctors who were on good terms with her also came to visit her.

Zhu Yuwen was in the hospital and had a tablet computer for work, so she asked a nurse to bring it to her.

She logged into her own medical account, checked her own medical records, and looked at the various CT scans.

I found it was pretty good, and I had a strange feeling that I was healthier than before.

"This can be considered as surviving a great disaster, which means there will be good fortune in the future!" said a female doctor who has a close relationship with her with a smile.

"What happened to the burned child?" Zhu Yuwen recalled the time when she was driving.

"He's not in danger of death!" someone nearby told her. "But he's got a lot of burns, and we don't know how to treat him. I heard he's a left-behind child, and his parents are still on their way back."

"Where are the other two children?" Zhu Yuwen asked, "Were they not hit by the car?"

"No, I was just scared. The injured are all from our hospital!"

Zhu Yuwen had been lying in bed for two days, relying entirely on intravenous drips to survive, and she was indeed hungry.

Since all the examinations were normal, there was no need to fast.

Zhang Wuyong called his mother and asked her to help cook something delicious.

He originally wanted to ride his electric scooter back to get it, but his mother said she would cook it and bring it over, so he stayed there.

Around five o'clock in the afternoon, Yao Tong's wife and daughter came to visit.

(End of this chapter)