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Chapter 379 I want to be a good person

Zinser is testing the cooldown time for globetrotting.

According to his tests, the cooling time for a round-the-world trip is about an hour after one round trip.

This kind of cooling time can be said to be the super power with the longest cooling time after he obtained it.

But considering the distance of global travel and the fact that the language translation ability has not been weakened, there is nothing wrong with just weakening the number of times.

He uses his ability to travel around the world, jumping from Tokyo to New York.

The sunny city was quickly replaced by a city surrounded by night, with gorgeous neon lights dotting New York City like stars.

People of all colors walk on the streets of New York, forming a beautiful scenery.

Qingze wanted to select powerful people and give strong voices to the weak, in order to observe what would happen to weak people after receiving strong voices.

And whether lasting time is, as imagined, permanent without deprivation.

He most likely thinks there is no problem.

But it doesn’t take much effort to conduct such an experiment, so there’s no need to be lazy.

Aozawa released the defensive force field on Hojo Tetsuji and prepared to apply the defensive force field to the person who would add strong sound later, so that he could easily grasp the opponent's position at any time.

He uses the ability of catalyst sensing to search for powerful martial artists.

……

David Upchurch is a semi-gangster from Queens.

He has what all white people think of people like them: he likes to abuse drugs, likes to swear, is uneducated, can only buy anything he wants with zero dollars, and never wants to work seriously.

Even so, he curses those in the United States every day.

There are no good people in this world.

Of course, he is an exception. If he doesn't work, his grandfather's generation has already suffered all the hardships he needs to endure.

Now he takes these things and does all the benefits that the white people should compensate him for.

He also forgot how many children he had.

Anyway, for him, doing that kind of thing with a woman and any safety precautions are unpleasant.

He never does.

When she does get pregnant, he is often the first to run away and doesn't think there's anything wrong with her.

This is how he came when he was a child.

The father disappeared long ago. Those who think they need father's love do not understand their strong genes.

Tonight, as usual, David yawned as he entered a supermarket, randomly picked up some things from the shelves, packed them in a suitcase, yawned again, and walked out of the door with a swagger.

No one stopped.

The last dedicated employee who dared to stop their zero-dollar purchase has been fired.

David returned to his tent on the street. He was the kind of person who didn't even look down on gangs. He could only run errands for those people and occasionally help sell drugs, but he would not become a member.

People who sell drugs usually don't touch drugs.

He touches.

Plus having no money, there was just something to be done to get those drugs.

Life was miserable and he didn't care.

Life is too short to have fun.

Those who are holding it may not be as happy as him.

David entered the tent, opened his bag, and prepared for today's dinner.

The tent door was suddenly opened, and the skin color he hated most stood there.

"Law!"

David was about to curse, but he saw the man's face clearly again. The sharp-angular face revealed majesty, and his eyes reminded him of the boss of the Sancha Gang.

After swallowing the curse words, David was able to survive in this rotten Queens district, so naturally he had some discernment.

He only dares to scold those who dare not speak back.

"Is there anything you need?"

"I will give you divine power."

Qingze searched around and felt that this person was the most suitable for him. Years of drug abuse had made his body tattered and weak.

"what?!"

David had a look on his face that said, "What are you talking about?" He didn't read much, but he wasn't that easy to deceive.

God gives a man like him divine power, which can only happen in movies.

There is no way this scene could happen in reality. If there is any good thing, it is only for white men to enjoy it.

Qingze raised his left hand.

David finally couldn't help it, he didn't care who it was, this was his tent, this was his territory!

"Fake, you!"

Before he finished his swear words, he suddenly felt a powerful pushing sensation erupting from behind, making him unable to avoid it and directly facing the left hand.

The moment his shoulders were grabbed, David saw milky white gas spread outward from the palm and penetrate into his body.

"Wardfake?!"

David cursed subconsciously.

After the milky white power poured into his body, David felt that his weak body was quickly filled with strength, and his limbs became powerful, as if he could crush a stone just by tightening his grip.

The heart beats powerfully.

David's face was filled with astonishment. He looked at the white man in front of him and lost his voice: "Are you God?"

"Change your old bad habits and you can go to heaven."

Qingze gave this man a defensive force field to ensure that he could keep track of his whereabouts at any time, and then used the ability of element replacement to turn himself into an invisible wind.

The man disappeared outside the tent.

David looked at this scene stupidly. The three views he had established over the past thirty-two years were completely shattered.

It turns out that God really exists and has given him power. I originally thought that the movie was full of deceptive ghost stories, but I found that the director’s style was unexpectedly realistic.

"Fah." David was about to curse to ease his mood, but then he thought of what God said and quickly swallowed his words.

If heaven exists, then hell should also exist.

If he cannot go to heaven after death, he will have to go to hell.

David doesn't want to go to hell.

Living was painful enough, but he had to go to hell after death. He was determined not to do that. He looked down at the goods he bought for zero yuan, quickly grabbed them and ran outside.

David has never read a book, but he also knows which one is more cost-effective: patience for a few decades or happiness for a thousand or ten thousand years.

"Hey David, I have a shipment here, do you want it?"

"I don't do that kind of thing anymore, don't come looking for me in the future!"

David loudly declined the friend invitation.

In the past, he might have hesitated a little, but now, the power surging in his body gave him unparalleled confidence.

Let him say NO loudly to those drugs.

He wants to go to heaven, so he must first become a good person.

……

After Qingze gave David a strong voice as a martial artist, he quickly returned to the martial arts family.

The martial artist who was deprived of his power lay paralyzed on the ground, unable to make a sound or do anything. He could only move his eyes and glance at a human head on the table.

It was his latest collection. Before he had time to embalm it, an unexpected incident occurred.

Qingze stood on the ground, grabbed the cat lying on the sofa with his telekinesis, brought it to his hand, and deprived the cat of its voice.

He wanted to see if a voice-deprived person could accept the voice of a cat.

His left hand fell on the martial arts master's body, and milky white gas emerged, but did not enter, and just wrapped around his left hand.

"No way."

Qingze muttered and returned the cat's voice.

"Meow!"

The free cat was frightened and hurried away from here.

Aozawa used the power of Mark Explosion to blow up the martial artist, and then used his ability to travel around the world to jump back to Tokyo, Japan.

He wanted to continue using it, but found that the ability had entered the cooling time again.

Wait and see if the cooldown will be longer or shorter this time. He used it twice just now after a period of time.

Qingze stood on the rooftop and looked at the advertisements playing on the advertising screens outside major department stores below.

He was still a little surprised that those people made such a big fuss.

But after thinking about it again, I think it makes sense.

By using the identity of the Holy Lord to promote this matter, isn't it just to make them more active?

It's just that the time is shorter than he thought. He gave three days, but this game is only two days?

Aozawa decided to visit the Tokyo Budokan and used Schrödinger's cat power to make his body appear translucent and his thoughts moved.

People appeared outside the Tokyo Budokan.

It’s not even ten o’clock in the morning, and there are already huge crowds of people outside, including a large number of melon-eating people, internet celebrity bloggers, news media, and martial arts practitioners who are eager to sign up.

The title of the strongest on earth.

There are no rules, just kill at will.

These conditions are too tempting for martial artists.

People who are eager for money, people who are eager for fame, and people who are eager to fight against powerful enemies can all satisfy themselves in this competition.

There is a serious imbalance in the number of participants and the number of people eating melons.

Qingze looked at the martial arts masters and found familiar figures among them.

Why is Zheji here? Did Zhong Er's advertising slogan excite his man's blood?

Doubts flashed through my mind.

He saw two other familiar figures in the crowd.

Qingze didn't feel strange about the appearance of these two people.

He glanced at the martial arts masters present, then looked in a certain direction of the crowd, and left from the Tokyo Budokan.

He does not need to deal with these matters, just wait for the results.

He will continue to test the ability of the Sound of All Things, trying to see if it can contain multiple sounds, and if it can extract the monster sounds created by Kyoka Suigetsu and then give them to humans.

……

Among the people lining up.

Peter looked at the melon-eating crowd gathered around him, as well as the team of martial artists preparing to register.

From front to back, it’s really quite a team.

He said with an excited expression on his face: "Haha, it's really surprising that Japanese officials actually hold such an event."

"Indeed, there are many good-looking guys gathered here, which is really exciting."

Sophia from behind added, how could she be absent from such a grand competition.

Regardless of winning or losing, if you don't even have the courage to throw a punch, you don't deserve to be a delinquent.

In her understanding, a bad person is an existence that dares to resist anyone, even his own destiny. He can be said to be a brave person.

"Will that guy come?"

she murmured.

Peter knew who his aunt was talking about and smiled: "Don't worry, he will definitely be here. The man's blood will drive him to this battlefield."

"If that's the case, it's best."

Sophia clenched her fists, the fear in her body had dissipated, and it was time to challenge the opponent again.

(End of this chapter)