Things ended more smoothly than Zhang Shuan thought.

Being able to save some innocent people can be regarded as an unexpected surprise.

The only drawback is that I failed to get the message I want to know the most.

However, the concept of "key" has been deeply imprinted into his mind.

So far, we can basically determine two "keys"... Zhao Mo and the Taoist man before.

What kind of secret is hidden behind this is unknown for the time being.

However, the "key" is undoubtedly an extremely difficult existence for Zhang Shuan.

As long as you kill it, you will likely release the "demon" from sub-time and space.

But it would be unrealistic for those two people to do evil in this way if they let them do whatever they want.

It's a dilemma, and it's a headache to think about it.

However, Zhang Shuan has always believed in the idea that there must be a road before the car arrives at the mountain.

He didn't have the interest to think about these twisted things for the time being.

What really needs to be paid attention to is that we must find ways to find the source of the "key" as soon as possible.

Only by starting from the root can the problem be completely solved.

After exiting the game, Zhang Shuan stretched.

"It's another day of world peace." He rubbed his face with a look at the night outside.

Open the door and walk out of the room.

"father!!!"

Before seeing the person, I heard the sound of him first.

Looking at the eager Yang De, Zhang Shuan couldn't help but rub his forehead.

"You are so filial." He looked helpless, "Stop calling me randomly, just call me my name."

"Aren't I afraid of calling you by your name and making you feel rude?" Yang De said aggrievedly, "And you saved my life before. This kindness made my own father know. I guess it will only make me call you a few more words!"

Zhang Shuan's eyes twitched slightly.

Everyone is a little abstract online. Anyway, I don’t know my identity, so it doesn’t matter if I call him a few words. This guy can achieve this level in reality, which is also a talent.

He really didn't know how to communicate with this guy who was out of touch, so he simply didn't bother to pay attention and found some water in the room to drink.

"Brother, you saved these people, right?" Yang De was purely familiar with him, and didn't care about the other party's attitude at all, so he came up with his cell phone.

Zhang Shuan glanced at it and found a video playing on it... Several middle-aged people with gray temples were lying on the body of a young man and a young woman, crying and fighting for the sky.

This man and woman are the little couple Zhang Shuan saw before that he gave alms to the Soul-Devourer.

They were lying peacefully, without any scars on their bodies, but without any vitality.

This scene of a white-haired person giving birth to a black-haired person is inevitably empathetic and feels sad.

At this moment, a dramatic scene suddenly appeared.

The young couple seemed to be unable to stand the noise and crying. They rubbed their eyes and woke up in a daze of shock and surprise eyes.

"Why is it so noisy?" The girl even subconsciously muttered.

The picture ends here and it ends abruptly.

Without coding, it is obviously a circulating video, not a news.

When Zhang Shuan saw this, he just nodded lightly.

"Does we have given things to the beggar before, they will become the same?" Yang De's time to help guard the door, obviously he did not do anything.

At least, he understood the general situation.

So much so that I admire and respect Zhang Shuan in my heart to the extreme.

"Yes." Zhang Shuan responded weakly.

"Then..." It was like a curious baby, Yang De wanted to continue asking.

Zhang Shuan didn't want to be tortured anymore and had to interrupt the guy.

"Don't tell me these meaningless nonsense!" He grabbed the other person's shoulder with a serious look on his face and said solemnly, "I'll ask you one thing... Do you want to be a savior like me?"

"Do you want to use your own hands to save yourself, save the people around you, and save the city?" he asked passionately.

"I, I...I think." Yang De was stunned for a while before realizing what would happen next, and stammered and kept nodding, "I think!"

"Very good." Zhang Shuan nodded and patted the other person's shoulder hard, "From now on, don't ask anything, go to bed, wake up tomorrow, you will know everything, and you will become a savior like me!"

"From the future..." he said earnestly, "This city will be left to you to protect!"

Yang De was so excited that he was at a loss and blushed.

"But...but..." he shrank a little timidly, "Do I have that ability?"

"I said you have it, you will have it!" Zhang Shuan said confidently.

"But remember, do your best to protect everyone." He warned, "or you should be clear about the consequences."

"I, I promise!" Yang De was so excited that his tongue was knotted and could not speak. If it weren't for being stopped by Zhang Shuan, this guy would have knelt down and sworn.

Zhang Shuan knew that he could not communicate normally with such a casual guy.

"I'm really a charlatan!" He murmured inwardly.

The biggest difference from other charlatans is that he doesn't need to deliberately brainwash the other party.

When the other party gains strength, he will naturally make up everything clearly.

Arrangement of a role for this guy is a planned thing in itself.

Although it happened a little unexpectedly, it was not a very serious matter, just a small matter.

After fooling this new assistant, Zhang Shuan had no intention of staying and planned to leave.

"There is one more thing. Can I explain it to her later?" Yang De followed up and said a little timidly, "I promise not to reveal your identity. But she took what you said today seriously and was sad for a long time."

"You haven't explained to her for so long?" Zhang Shuan asked back.

"I'm afraid that if you say something you shouldn't say, it will disrupt your plan." Yang De said carefully, "Anyway, even if you don't explain, she will be sad for a while at most and cry for a while, and it won't kill anyone."

"You are really her dear cousin!" Zhang Shuan said in silence for a moment.

At this time, he had time to open WeChat and take a look.

Sure enough, Li Yuan and his wife sent him a series of messages.

Of course, they always questioned him what he suddenly went crazy and did such a thing on someone else's birthday.

It is said that Muxia didn't eat the birthday candles afterwards and cried for an hour or two.

"Is it necessary to cry for an hour or two so exaggerate?" Zhang Shuan rubbed his forehead. "If I were to play a game with me, I wouldn't cry for three days and three nights?"

However, his disgusting ability is indeed world-class.

Those guys who come out of movies and TV dramas may not be able to withstand them, and they are often broken by him, let alone such a little girl.

I guess only Eleven, who is used to being angry with him, can withstand it.

This is how Zhang Shuan is, usually just an otaku who is somewhat afraid of society.

Reality is more delicate and has more thoughts, so I am generally not willing to express myself, but prefer to be an unknown invisible person.

But when it comes to a critical moment, Zhang Shuan will not think so much at all.

He would only think about how to produce the best results and how to protect everyone.

As Yang De said just now, being sad for a while is not worth mentioning at all compared to life.

At the critical moment of life and death, Zhang Shuan would not care about those twisted and tangled things at all.

As for whether he will die of social life, whether others will feel uncomfortable, and whether he will misunderstand him, it is completely out of his consideration.

Therefore, it is completely different from usual that you can say anything and do anything.

After all, Zhang Shuan is usually pretentious, just like most ordinary people, he has too many concerns.

When it comes to the crisis, people are almost dying, that's that so pretentious?

Just let yourself go completely.

...

Sweet romance dramas are played on the TV in the living room.

Mu Xia, sitting on the sofa, held her knees with her hands, looked dull and couldn't laugh at all.

When she thought of what Zhang Shuan said today, she felt uncomfortable as if she was stabbed in her heart.

The birthday cake was placed on the coffee table in front of her, and the packaging was not even removed.

Muxia glanced at the time, 23:50.
To be continued...