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Chapter 682: Spiritual Pollution

Officers Club.

The explosive music was deafening, and many men and women were hugging each other in the dance floor to dance together, the atmosphere was hot, and most of them were white.

Chen Shouyi was a little uncomfortable when he walked into this place. He could not see such things at all on the battlefield of the Daxia Kingdom.

"Handsome guy, do you want to dance together?" A white woman with exposed clothes and a tall figure said loudly with her eyes provocatively.

"Are you interested in having a drink?" said another woman.

Chen Shouyi reached out and grabbed a small hand that was trying to eat tofu: "Sorry, I'm not interested."

He gently squeezed a few women away.

"Have you been here before?" Li Wenwu next to him said with a smile, then lowered his voice with a humble look: "The white people are open and ruthless. Except for Lucy's, the European Union's only need to be nice to see. In order to save trouble, there are many of them in the condolence groups, just pay a little money."

Chen Shouyi couldn't help but look at Li Wenwu with contempt.

Unexpectedly, even such people with thick eyebrows and big eyes are in this society, which is simply a shame to the face of a legendary warrior.

"Is this the good place you said?" Chen Shouyi said, it would be better to go back to his residence and play flying chess with two young guys.

"Where can you go on the battlefield besides relaxing here?" Li Wenwu asked back.

It seems to make some sense.

"What's going on with the condolence group?" Chen Shouyi couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

"I want to come here for extra money, or come in and eat, and I have all kinds of skin color... You know, those who are not wearing military uniforms are all." Li Wenwu looked like a good teacher.

I don't understand.

Chen Shouyi glanced around in a hidden way and saw a lot.

...

The two ordered two beer and a fruit platter and sat in the corner.

"Another expeditionary force is coming." Li Wenwu said.

"How big is it?" Chen Shouyi put up a piece of local fruit that could not be named at all and stuffed it into his mouth.

"It is said that the total number is nine million, of which four million are from the Great Xia Kingdom."

Chen Shouyi nodded. Not all the four million people in the Daxia Kingdom were from the Daxia Kingdom. Many of them came from the sphere of influence, including the Rising Sun Kingdom, Goryeo, South Asia, and the Middle East. The real Daxia people were probably only about two million.

To a certain extent, the God of Lightning was very successful, at least slowing down the pace of human war. During this period, most of the army fought in the rear and cleared out the remnants, and they didn't even bother to continue to expand the occupied areas.

"How many troops are here now?"

"It's more than 10 million in total, oh, by the way, Indo-Xi Kingdom will also send troops this time." Li Wenwu said when he remembered something.

"India West?" Chen Shouyi said in surprise. After the change, the India West has never had any sense of existence. He basically saw the news about India West in China, and he thought he had fallen long ago.

"India and Xiguo are still very strong, and they have recovered recently. Do you know the ascetic Samit?" Li Wenwu asked after drinking a sip of wine.

"I've heard of the name." Chen Shouyi said. Sumite ranks third on the global combat power list, the world's first legendary powerhouse, and the pioneer of martial arts before Chen Shouyi.

It is undoubtedly a truly talented person who can stand out from the world's more than 7 billion people.

It's like cheating.

"According to information, it is said that it has also broken through to God-like creatures."

"Oh, so fast?" Chen Shouyi said in surprise. He thought it would be a few more years.

"It is said that this man was a real ascetic before his practice. When he came into contact with martial arts, he was already thirty-five years old and missed the golden age of cultivation." Li Wenwu said with a little admiration when he said this.

Chen Shouyi had heard of ascetics in the Western Kingdom.

Many people who believe in Indo-Western Buddhism will pack up their bags and put down everything to practice after everything in the secular world is completed. They are ragged, unkempt, unable to eat, endure cold and heat, and some even abstinent for the rest of their lives.

This is a group of truly ruthless people, not to others, but to themselves.

My own ** to them is like a shell.

For example, during practice, you hold your right hand and take it for thirty or forty years, and your entire arm has been broken. This way, you can achieve the purpose of practice.

Some ascetics even put themselves on fire, froze in the snow, buried alive in the ground, wearing shoes with nails, and even hang themselves on trees, for days and nights at a time!

These people pursue spiritual tranquility and firm will. It is difficult for ordinary people to calm down and refine themselves, and it is as simple as eating and drinking water for them.

At this time, for some reason, the fight suddenly started in the dance floor, and there was a riot.

"Bang!"

A dull sound.

An officer was knocked away.

Chen Shouyi thought it was an ordinary fight and didn't want to pay attention to it. He didn't feel something was wrong until he heard the dense sound of bone breaking.

A white officer had a distorted expression, his eyes were red, and his mouth was filled with a low roar, as if he was crazy. In this officers' club, he was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep. Every time he hit him, he was either seriously injured or dying.

For a moment, no one dared to approach.

He frowned slightly, thoughts moved, the air solidified, and the crazy officer and the few nearby people were instantly frozen.

Chen Shouyi stood up and walked over.

Li Wenwu also followed immediately.

"What's going on?"

Chen Shouyi's voice was not loud, but for some reason, everyone felt a mountain of pressure, and his chest seemed to be blocked with a huge rock, and he was breathless. The original noise and screams quickly subsided.

As Chen Shouyi and Li Wenwu came over, the crowd was in a hurry and one of the girls was too panicked and even fell to the ground.

“Yes, godchn.”

Someone recognized Chen Shouyi and it soon spread throughout the audience, and everyone was in awe of inexplicable information.

Chen Shouyi glanced at the two injured people. One of his chest had collapsed and the other had his neck broken. Only the breath was vented and no intake was left in his mouth, and it was obviously inactive.

"I guess he was polluted by the spirit of the barbarian god?" Li Wenwu said with a serious expression.

"Mental pollution?" Chen Shouyi said in confusion.

"You may not have encountered it. Many tribes have statues and temples. It is said that there are often divine submissions. Although these statues and temples are destroyed remotely, and everyone in charge of this matter is the elite among the elites, even so, this incident happens from time to time. This person is obviously caught unconsciously. What's more serious is that it seems to be more and more frequent recently." Li Wenwu said with a serious expression.

Chen Shouyi felt thoughtful.

Soon, the gendarmerie rushed over to control the polluter after hearing the news.

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Chapter completed!
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