The boy was about the early twenties, with fluffy hair and an earring wearing a stud on his right ear. He looked a little rebellious, but at this moment he was completely replaced by panic and looked around, very scared.

Green and Millie comforted the boy while taking him to the institute hall.

However, when the boy saw the TV screen in the laboratory hall, he shivered like a mouse seeing a cat, and struggled desperately, making Green and Milly lean against the wall and barely fell down.

"What are you doing!"

Two big black security guards ran over and pointed at the young man with batons. At the same time, they asked Green: "Director Green, should you drive him out? If you let such a madman come in and out at will, it will be difficult to guarantee the comfort of the others in the building."

"Oh, no, he was just frightened, it'll be fine in a moment, believe me."

Green helped the young man up again, noticed his own situation, and the young man tried hard to control himself, and his emotions were controlled. He couldn't help but breathe. The two black security guards looked at each other, looked at the young man with warning signs, pointed the baton at him, and slowly left.

"Wuwuwuwu, Dean Green, the God of Media has appeared. Believe me, I am the real God! He warned me to stay away from the Eighteenth. I don't know what it means. Tomorrow is October 18th. Is it warning me of my death? Wuwuwuwu, I never thought that there is really a god in this world. I have never enveloped any god since I was a child. Why did it come to me? I am so scared. What should I do? Wuwuwuwu..."

Some of them are incoherent, and young people show extreme fatigue and fear because of the dark circles of their eyes that stay up late all year round.

"No. 18?"

Green frowned and looked at each other with wrinkled Milly, both of whom he saw in each other's eyes.

"Don't be afraid, let me first tell me how you came into contact with the God of Media, and how it warned you, have you had any special actions recently? As far as we know, God is difficult to directly intervene and affect human life."

As he said that, Green took out his terminal phone and started surfing the incident on September 18th. However, all he found were irrelevant clues, such as the romantic poet Wengerny passed away on September 18th, World Environmental Protection Day was September 8th, September 18th, and the Double Color Ball Number on September 18th, etc., and he really didn't find any useful information.

"I am a cyber hacker and I am a little famous in the industry. Everyone calls me sniffing dogs, but I have never done anything big, just pirating something and making some money. Just a few days ago, I accidentally discovered a network black hole. In layman's terms, it is the data passing point. Generally speaking, such a black hole lasts for a few seconds at most. But this network black hole doesn't know why, and there seems to be no sign of disappearing. I tried to crack the source code of this network black hole with curiosity. I found that this source code is not a binary data link, but an extremely complex chaotic equation."

After swallowing, the young man continued: "Then, as I understand it deepens, I am more afraid of this group of source code. The feeling is like I was pulled into another world, the data world of code, and I even feel that this is not a secret I randomly discovered, but a chance it is waiting for me and gives me! Sure enough, just today, all the devices I can access, all the information is telling me in binary code, to stay away from No. 18, I... I really don't know what to do!"

"The reminder of the God of Media? How do you confirm that this is the God of Media?"

Milly asked, thinking of something, and then asked, "By the way, how did you find this place?"

"It's Jenny, a female friend of mine, who works here and tells a lot about you..."

Thumb, thumb, thumb, thumb, thumb.

The familiar sound of footsteps on high heels, everyone looked at it. It was Green's assistant. The young woman in a black short skirt walked step by step with a mysterious smile. The young man beside Green was stunned and then said in surprise: "Jenny!?"

Suddenly, the young man seemed to have discovered something. Looking at the sign on Jenny's chest, it was No. 18, his expression frozen. Looking at Jenny's still mysterious and weird smile, he felt an indescribable chill coming out of his heart. Thinking of the little touches of the past, he felt like he fell into an incomparable abyss, and fear completely enveloped it.

Green also noticed the abnormality, blocked the young man, and said calmly: "Who are you?"

"Hmph."

With arrogant eyes, the curve of Jenny's mysterious smile became even more amazing, and the edges of her body became blurred, a little distorted, very unreal.

"Instead of asking who I am, it is better to talk about who you are first. Dear Dean Green, all the factors in you fascinate me. During the time we were in contact with you, I conducted a total of 3,652 induction simulation calculations on you. The war between you and me ended in my complete failure."

As he said that, the twists around the woman's body turned into one code-like strange existence after another, spreading in all directions, leaving only one head of fantasy in the air, talking to a few people.

Compared to the calmness of Green and Milly, the young man named Jason next to him was almost scared to faint. Looking at such a ridiculous and terrifying scene, his face was extremely pale and he could be incontinent at any time.

"You are not the God of Time, nor the God of Starry Sky, nor any modern god, a tribal god that survived from ancient times? Or is it an unknown existence in the long river of time and space outside the Internet?"

After studying the history of the intercontinental continent for so many years, as the core of the Wuji God Alliance, this world contains other rules, which are the blessings of the transformation of the faith of gods into an immortal body, and the additional restrictions on the inability to appear in the gods. Often, only those most powerful gods can reveal their true bodies and interfere with normal creatures in people.

The so-called most powerful god is the existence of the God of Time and the God of Starry Sky!

The gods are not afraid of death, they are only afraid of being forgotten.

The ancient god system headed by the God of Time and the God of Starry Sky eliminated the ancient gods of the tribe, promoting the progress of so-called human civilization. People in that period prefer to go to churches to gather and worship the new gods blessed by various hymns, and gradually forgot the powerful ancient gods of life that were once worshipped by tribes.

However!

In recent years, with the emergence of various mechanical products and electronic devices, new modern gods have also emerged. People are becoming more and more addicted to these new products. They have been used in electronic games and racing for far more than week. No, maybe young people have long forgotten God and left their faith. The church is gradually replaced by business gathering centers. Dating on social software has replaced the matchmaking of the God of Love. The passion of simulated games has extinguished war and courage. For young people, media and machinery have even made them forget time and space!

The war between modern gods and ancient gods is about to begin!

"No matter who I am, since you already know that you have no chance of winning against me, don't make this gesture. I am just a passerby."

Green said calmly, while Millie asked secretly: "Even if we are here, it is the limit to activate the level 4 biological level ability. The special rules of this world are oppressing us. Under the unparalleled and magnificent power, if we forcefully activate higher-level power, it is enough to squeeze us out of this world."

"No, no, no, no, no, please don't misunderstand it. It's not that you are making this attitude towards you. The times are on my side and continue to develop. Any factors that benefit me will thrive. So those ancient gods can no longer wait, right, God of Time?"

Here...

The TV that was originally turned off suddenly turned on, and on the TV screen, an old man with white bearded, wearing round-frame glasses, dressed like Santa Claus, but behind him was ticking and ticking, looking at this from the screen.

"It took me three hundred years to find a way to invade your domain. I have to say that this is really a magical domain space, haha."
Chapter completed!