The Lord of Reincarnation - 496. Chapter 495

“I am the President of the Federation-Fang Xian, I am very sad to tell all the citizens of the Federation, an unfortunate news…”

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Looking at the pictures in the memory of the three people, Fang Xian was silent for a moment.

The person named Fangxian and that face are indeed very familiar to him. Although it is not his future face, it is the face in the interstellar world!

“When did I become the supreme ruler of the Federation?”

“No… I was dead at the time, and my flesh and blood were sacrificed to the giant eyes of the starry sky. The true spirit was reincarnated, leaving nothing behind… Maybe he was pretending to be me? Can there be such a bad taste, and he specifically targeted me Gods, besides the god of all phenomena, I can’t think of the second one…”

“But there is a more terrifying possibility. Maybe, He is pretending to be me, or maybe, He really replaced me on another timeline? It’s not possible… I become Daro, and my own timeline is complete. In order to close the loop, although there are some small flaws in this world, it will not be easily replaced…”

Fang Xian thought quickly: “Sure enough… the cataclysm of this world is inseparable from the god of all phenomena… He wiped out most of the creatures with dust and disease, and then reset the universe?”

“No… He doesn’t have this kind of power. It’s better to say that the spread of dust and disease has caused the imbalance of the universe’s power, and many evil gods are active… and eventually lead to the destruction of the world…”

“And what is the purpose of the god of all phenomena?”

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Fang Xian thought for a while, and continued to look at his dream town.

Although dust disease is terrifying, a true god can still solve it easily.

Dunjun knelt down and saw Smith and Vivian disappear.

They have completed their tasks and returned to different countries.

At this scene, he was a little bit stunned.

Immediately afterwards, another babble came.

“what!”

Dunjun’s eyes were bloodshot, and the blood vessels on his forehead were bulging, almost exploding.

He rolled on the ground, but he understood the meaning of the great god.

That disease, the plague named’dust’, is spread through’content’!

Simply put, as long as someone hears the relevant description or sees the relevant information, it will cause infection!

This is a mental illness! It has the horror characteristics that can be spread by knowing it!

And although the disease on his own body had been resolved, it was only suppressed with a trace of the power of the great.

simply put.

If Dunjun describes the’dust disease’ information to others, he will be fine, but it will definitely lead to the spread of dust disease.

‘This seems…is an opportunity! ‘

‘I have a powerful weapon… a weapon that can easily subvert the rule of the upper city…’

A slightly crazy smile appeared on Dunjun’s face.

Although he seems to be addicted to the various enjoyments in Shangcheng, in the bottom of his heart, he has not forgotten that wish.

The plan to break the rule of the upper city and make the lower city no longer so bad.

‘It is feasible. Even the prehistoric civilization can’t resist the dust disease. The Extraordinary in the upper city can’t do the same… And the natural blockade of the upper city and the lower city can cause a certain degree of isolation… the upper-class people, how Will the lower class know what illness they have? ‘

‘This is an opportunity. Even if you lose control in the end, as long as everyone believes in the immortal god, you can be fine…’

Dunjun didn’t notice, his eyes became a little crazy.

Fang Xian looked at this scene, feeling a little ashamed: “Is this… was it affected by what I just said? ‘

Although he only delivered some normal messages, he was already half crazy!

There is a crazy factor in reason.

Coupled with the personality of a great person, even believers who just listen to his voice will be tortured in pain, but they are always happy, as if they have awakened some strange hobby.

In addition, if you listen too much, you may be affected by the hidden craziness and become a little crazy and neurotic.

‘Normal people…Who would have thought of using such weapons? ‘

‘Furthermore, it’s too crude… There is no guarantee that it will not spread and accidentally be injured. If you are not careful, this civilization will also be destroyed… I have not much power to break the seal. I can save a few, but I can’t save tens of thousands of hundreds of thousands. …’

A smile appeared at the corner of Fang Xian’s mouth: “But…what does it matter to me?”

The demise of the Shangcheng District is indeed an opportunity for Dunjun, or a chance to break into the core area.

As for whether there will be any mistakes in the implementation of the plan, that is not a question he should think about.

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Uptown.

Back to the feasting and feasting Dunjun, Yi Rong came to an extraordinary trading market.

This is the market where extraordinary people trade, and everyone hides their bodies.

He knew that it looked like a black market, but in fact it was still controlled by the core district council.

Everything in the entire city of steam is under the control of the council.

Thinking so, he walked into a room.

“Guest…what do you need to sell or buy?”

A tuxedo waiter immediately greeted him.

“Sell a piece of information, obtained from the exploration of the ruins!”

Dunjun under the mask said with a hoarse voice: “Part of the truth about the destruction of prehistoric civilization…”

The corners of his mouth raised, knowing that this place is also controlled by the core area, and those big guys don’t even buy, but directly read the information he gave.

The smile at the corner of Dunjun’s mouth became deeper, holding paper and pen, and he wrote down information about dust disease.

He has learned to write, and this time, he deliberately used his extraordinary ability to make his font softer and more delicate.

“I put it on consignment here, and everyone who spends 100 yuan can see it.”

Dunjun smiled slightly, and after speaking, he left the house directly.

The seeds have been planted, and all you have to do next is to wait for the plague to ferment.

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Underground, core area.

A palm covered with precious rings of various colors gently stroked the seat.

He lives high on the throne, rules the city of steam, and rules everything here.

Even the extravagant life in Shangcheng District is nothing to him.

He flipped through the documents with his slender and powerful palms, his eyes condensed suddenly, and a look of interest appeared: “Prehistoric ruins, part of the truth about the cataclysm?”

He thought for a while, quickly wrote a note, put it into a long tube, opened the armrest of the seat, and there was a pipe inside.

After the long tube was inserted into the passage, a series of machinery suddenly started to operate.

After the long tube was transported, it came to a place underground, the huge difference engine and the analysis machine roared, and the robotic arm sorted out the messages.

In a secret compartment, the news received only today was sent to the conveyor belt, quickly transported, through the pipe, to his desk.

Snapped!

An iron box opened, and brand new information emerged.

He grabbed the letterhead with enjoyment and began to read it in detail, his expression becoming confused: “Dust sickness?”