"Where to move bricks?"
The entire Road to the Underworld was instantly empty.
The crowd in the newsstand also turned to where to move bricks.
"Go to where to move bricks and read the latest chapter. Don't push me!"
"Grab the sun and the moon and pick the stars. There's no one like me in the world. This title is too tempting. The Alchemy Emperor should've won, but …"
It couldn't be helped. This was the most fascinating scene in the novel. Grantham had been preparing for a long time, and this was the critical chapter of his counterattack. After all, the novel was not only written with great detail, but some of the cultivation systems in it could also be realized, which made him more immersive.
"Moving bricks?"
Zhang Xiao tore the newspaper apart.
He stood there alone and took a deep breath as he looked at the crowd far away. "I'm angry now … The Underworld is truly unique and unique."
He was even more impressed.
At the very least, as a former ruler of a country, he would never have thought of such a measure.
As expected of the most mysterious place in the Underworld.
"Forget it. This novel is too horrifying. I'm just getting some intelligence from it!" He thought for a moment and couldn't hold back his desire to know the ending. He strode forward. "I'll stop reading this chapter and go back. I'll wait at the source of the Road to the Underworld for the person who might show up. If I can remember the reincarnation, maybe I can …"
In the Brick-Moving Office.
A tree-man was sitting on a chair.
His door was even more crowded than the queue at Granny Meng's, as if he were the real Granny Meng.
He kept saying to the people in the queue, "You have to move bricks in order to continue reading! However, to move bricks, you have to smelt them first. How can you move bricks without bricks? You're all experts with special talents. Your efficiency is astonishing. You'll be done very soon. "
He was constantly assigning tasks, just like a contractor.
The Underworld was in a physical space, not a mind space like the cute girl's.
The soil and the flowers were all real. As for the powerful ghosts that had reincarnated countless times over, their talents were naturally powerful. In fact, they possessed powerful soul bodies that could materialize and come into contact with matter. Naturally, they could move bricks and construct buildings.
"Hurry up!"
"Go smelt!"
In an instant, the entire Yellow Springs Road was bustling with activity, as if it had entered the era of steel smelting, full of passion.
"It's finally starting …" Cat Hop sat on a chair, wiped his sweat, and peeked at the distant Bridge of Helplessness. There was no one there, and Meng Po was still quietly reading a book.
Bringing people here to start construction was also part of the Fengdu construction plan.
Although Hell was used to suspending its operations from time to time, the fact that Granny Meng was able to remain so calm and collected meant that she must have informed Hell in advance. Otherwise, Qin Ye would have been done in by now.
It wasn't that he wasn't aware of Meng Po's sinister methods. Just thinking about it made his hair stand on end.
"Friends in the livestream, are you done with the blueprints? After all, many of them came from civil engineering backgrounds. They even invited Meng Mei, the land developer, to carry out the planning and construction of a large-scale formation to coincide with the Heavenly Dao … "
"Also, everyone, hurry up and translate. We'll kill them and let them experience the pain of catching up! Let them chase another hundred million chapters! " Mao Tiao was full of ambition as he said to the live stream, "Also, fellow netizens, if you think it's good, please reward me."
Everyone in the live stream was speechless.
They felt that this was simply poisonous.
Which of the other livestreams weren't obediently enjoying themselves? Watching the streamer's performance, with her fair skin and long legs? What about them? Watching a tree, not only did they have to pay and reward, but they also had to help with the labor.
…
…
The busy noon gradually came to a stop.
The group of people sat down on the bricks of the construction site in exhaustion. They reaped the fruits of their labor and read the next chapter happily. They felt that their days were very fulfilling.
"Brother, your brick-moving skills are not bad." Some of the surrounding creatures said to Zhang Xiao. They were full of admiration. Now, they gradually understood the meaning of the term 'brick-moving'.
Zhang Xiao didn't say much. After all, his cultivation and talent were there. He acted very reclusive and ignored the group of people who were discussing the plot. He sat on the bricks of the construction site and quietly read the newspaper in a corner.
"As expected, I didn't disappoint!" He clenched the newspaper tightly and exclaimed in satisfaction. He watched the high-burning fight to his heart's content. Every pore on this Saber God who was known as the ambitious and ruthless Great Emperor opened up!
Awesome!
Too awesome!
At the end:
[Grantham, the Great Emperor of Alchemy, easily defeated the ancient hero king, Gilgamesh, summoned by Medusa. He completely suppressed the entire era and turned into the most dazzling sun. The age of alchemy has officially begun! Grantham, the Great Emperor who controls the Gate of Truth and Alchemy, is famous all over the world. However, he secretly returned to the Elizabeth Freemasonry and said to the seven little witches, "I'm back." That sentence alone made them wait for a hundred years.]
Zhang Xiao was very satisfied to see that.
It was the ending!
The story that overthrew the entire Dark Age and became invincible in the world should be over.
Also, the seven little witches finally got married. It was a great ending. Sitting on the construction site, Zhang Xiao couldn't help but have mixed feelings. He decided to stop reading. The rest of the plot should be a peaceful and happy life.
However, he casually glanced at the trailer of the next chapter.
"The Great Emperor of Alchemy established the Babylonian Age of Alchemy. He built world-class wonders, the Hanging Garden of Babylon, the Giant Adolf … It was the most glorious era in the history of Babylonian wizards. The seven little witches are about to die. Where should the Great Emperor of Alchemy go?"
Please read the next chapter: Meet the Gods in the Land of the Gods!
Meet the Gods?
Meet the Land of the Gods?
The name of the chapter made him nervous. "How could the Great Emperor of Alchemy be so bold?! He's a god! "
What did it mean to be full of ups and downs?
This was exactly it!
His heart was stirred again.
Yes, the seven little witches were only level-two or level-three, and they were about to die of old age.
He couldn't help but take a deep breath. Was there no pain after becoming strong? He remembered the saying, "Life has always been like this. Even the strong have pain." It seemed to echo the saying. He overthrew the entire era for the seven little witches and defeated the most powerful enemy, but he couldn't defeat the enemy of time. Even though Grantham had become the most powerful person in the world, he still had pain.
Everyone was nervous. Many of the seven little witches were gnashing their teeth in fury.
"Poor Miss Elizabeth, and the other lovely little girls, are already dying?"
"What's with this ending?"
"Wait, meet the gods? Is Grantham going to find the Land of the Gods and find a way to prolong the life of the seven little witches?"
"How is it possible?"
"Grantham is too devoted …"
…
The anxious discussions made Zhang Xiao anxious too. He didn't succeed, but the Great Emperor of Alchemy did. Was he really going to end up in such a miserable end without any good results?
"Life is always miserable without good results?"
He took a deep breath. He was touched by the story.
What happened next was too much of a mystery. He hesitated a few times, looked around, and continued to move bricks. "Forget it, I'll move for another afternoon. There'll be another chapter at night. I'll leave after reading it."
Several days later …
"Brother, I'm not as good as you at carrying bricks." A celestial sighed at his own inadequacy. He was convinced. He originally thought that with his talent, as a respected celestial, even if he did this kind of lowly work, he would still be extremely dazzling. He never expected that there would be such a miraculous person.
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