Original God: Max level combat method can do whatever you want

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If it weren't for the contract, and if he didn't want to disappoint the emperor, and even more so, if he didn't want to make the emperor sad, he would have gone with them long ago.

Now...how can I not be moved?

He is greedy just this once!!!

"Please, Emperor!"

Liu Yunye bowed and saluted.

She also wanted to be greedy for once.

"..."

Emperor Yan Wang remained silent.

Are you just greedy?

Why don’t I want to?

"We need to be cautious about this matter and not act rashly."

Taking a deep breath, Emperor Yanwang did not agree directly.

He came here to explain the matter and to express his hope, not to make them act impulsively.

Some things cannot be rushed.

The more anxious you are, the more likely something will go wrong.

"Emperor!"

All the immortals looked up, their eyes full of prayer.

Hope is right in front of us, how can we remain indifferent?

But they also know.

The Emperor's concerns were far greater than theirs.

But, there is no way.

It's urgent.

"I know you're anxious~"

Zhongli, standing on the top of the mountain, sighed:

"But we still need to stay calm and not rush things. We should take it step by step."

"Please discuss a feasible plan before Xian Dian Yi arrives."

"There's still time."

Plans can be changed.

Everything has not yet begun, and there is still time for everything.

I'm tired after working for so long, I really want to rest.

But, for the old guys.

It's okay to be a little more tired.

Chapter 9: Zhudianfang, when you have nothing to do, why not listen to music in the brothel? (Please collect and give flowers!!!)

Meng Xing is currently unaware of what happened in Aozang Mountain.

But even if I knew, I wouldn't have any extra thoughts about it.

Having ability and having no ability are two completely different concepts.

Now it is others who need him.

And it's not like he hasn't considered the worst-case scenario.

Although it is highly unlikely to happen, it is always a good idea to have a backup plan.

To really fight

Without world-class props, unless the four rulers of life and death and time and space take action, no one of the remaining seven rulers of the mortal world can stop him.

Whether we can win or not is another matter.

But when it comes to life-saving methods, he has no shortage of them.

You should know that among the various records compiled before the time travel, there was one item about him facing the entire Nazarick alone.

If he really has to fight hard, he won't back down.

He looted a lot before the game was shut down.

The confidence is absolutely absolute.

Although the place I traveled to now is Teyvat, I will never meet Ainz Ooal Gown again.

But if you convert it, it’s not that bad.

I have already met Morax, one of the Seven Rulings of the Earth.

As for combat capability, I can’t say how confident I am, but at least I can fight.

There is no such thing as a crushing victory, so there is a lot of room for maneuver.

Besides, isn’t the current result very good?

As for what will happen next, we’ll talk about it later.

"It tastes good. I haven't tasted authentic grilled food in a long time."

It's getting dark.

Holding a skewer of grilled goby in his hand, Meng Xing wandered on the street with a feeling of nostalgia.

Everything around is familiar yet strange.

However, the feeling of blending into the fireworks seems to be okay.

Even though there are no friends around.

"Three bowls and you're not going to make it, Wanmin Hall, Adventurer's Guild, Hanfeng Iron Shop..."

"Tsk, a strong sense of déjà vu."

The long-dormant memories suddenly flooded into Meng Xing's mind, making him feel somewhat emotional.

How long ago was this?

It’s been about twenty years.

I never thought that one day I would be able to revisit it in person.

it's fate.

"Xin Yan, hurry up, hurry up..."

"Here it comes, Xiangling, go slower."

"Lulululul~~~"

Two young and beautiful girls ran past Meng Xing.

Laughter.

There was also a little brown bear following behind.

With a quick glance, Meng Xing looked away.

A good childhood is precious.

But I can’t go back.

I feel a little envious for some reason...

I've only been here a short while today, but I've already met quite a few people from the Liyue team.

The first person I met was Xingqiu, then Zhongli, and now Xiangling and Xinyan.

The only ones missing are Chongyun, Yunjin, Ningguang, Keqing, Ye Lan, Hu Tao, Shen He... Hey, wait?

Now that I say that, it seems like there are still quite a lot that I haven’t seen.

When I think about it carefully, there are many chaotic and confusing figures in my mind.

"Forget it, why think so much? We will meet when the time comes."

Shaking his head, Meng Xing took another step forward.

As we walked, the South Pier came into view.

The two girls who had just flashed by were now on a large ship docked at the port, chatting with a mature woman dressed in red and an eye patch, dressed like a pirate.

Death Star, Beidou?

No wonder these two girls are in such a hurry.

It turns out that the uncrowned dragon king of the sea has returned home.

He glanced past the Death Star and looked along the endless sea of clouds.

The existence of Guyun Pavilion can still be seen from a long distance.

His gaze drifted along the sea surface, and after a moment, his sight paused.

On the distant sea, a huge wooden ship with bright lights was looming.

In an instant, Meng Xing's eyes lit up.

Pearl boat!

"When you have nothing to do, you might as well listen to music in a brothel."

“This place is worth a visit.”

No one without some status or connections can get in here.

Either someone invited you or you have a close relationship with them.

But, is it still difficult for him?

"Teleport!"

The magic power started to work, and Meng Xing's figure suddenly disappeared.

In the corner of the first floor of Zhudian Fang in the distance, Meng Xing's figure slowly emerged.

Listening to the endless laughter and joyful chatter, Meng Xing walked over, found a relatively spacious spot to sit down, and quietly enjoyed the scene.

On the stage, the courtesans performed.

Below the stands, people were scattered around and the sound of conversation could be heard everywhere.

Meng Xing's arrival did not attract much attention.

In this place, old people are constantly disappearing and new people are constantly boarding.

Everyone is used to it.

Just treat him as a newcomer.

Of course, it can be hidden from ordinary guests, but it cannot be hidden from the manager who is always watching.

Second floor windowsill.

A mature woman in a red cheongsam paused slightly when her eyes swept over Meng Xing.

The next second, he narrowed his eyes and waved to the side.

"Manager Luoxia."

A tall and strong man came forward quickly with two younger brothers.