The high place is cold.

And it is indeed very high here.

Zhang Xiaoran doesn't fly.

But he can jump.

He jumped and walked through the tall buildings, and each jump could jump hundreds of meters high and thousands of meters away.

Bu Fang couldn't help but recall the video of wing suit flying that he had seen, but compared to their gliding that could only be carried out with equipment, Zhang Xiaoran's flight trajectory was still closer to pure flight.

"Are you lucky about flying?" Bu Fang couldn't help but speak.

"You haven't answered my question yet." Zhang Xiaoran said lightly.

Zhang Xiaoran’s problem is that all the awakened and lucky people in this world can no longer be described as humans to summarize them. The only way to stop them is to kill them all.

Just can Bu Fang kill them all?

"No." Bu Fang said honestly.

He had thought about it this way, but it was too difficult to do it.

For example, when Zhang Xiaoran came, Bu Fang was still full of confidence and even successfully drew his sword to face each other.

But in the end he was easily captured by him, and there was no organization even for the Seri who had been beside him.

"Then I will answer your question, of course," said Zhang Xiaoran: "You have seen the ability of the Butterfly Princess, so she has the ability to stay in the air for a short time. Some people who have gained the luck of birds can also fly. You have also seen Feng Sheng before. His ability has been developed to the extreme, soaring in the air is not impossible."

Zhang Xiaoran almost carried his stroll and walked around the entire city in a leisurely manner. He jumped too high and too far, so that the entire city was walking on flat ground under his feet.

"But these are not really flights worthy of pride after all."

"If you can have the luck in controlling the airflow, then you can walk in the air. If you can have the luck in the field of gravity, then the earth will no longer have the ability to bind you."

Listening to Zhang Xiaoran's talk, Bu Fang felt that his previous understanding of luck was too superficial.

"Are you really so lucky?" Bu Fang asked.

"Then you have to ask the Creator if anyone can resurrect Him." Zhang Xiaoran said lightly: "But one thing that can be confirmed is that the power of all of us is just a bit of the scum of the power of the Creator. If He can successfully recover, the first thing He has to do is probably to destroy the entire world."

"So why are there so many people who want to resurrect Him?" Bu Fang asked back.

"Because almost no one wants to truly resurrect Him." Zhang Xiaoran said: "Each of us has the remnants of His flesh and blood in our bodies. These flesh and blood affect us to fight and devour each other so that the strongest individual will be born in the end. This individual is a new god. The creation of the Holy Spirit is inseparable from the will of the Creator. Their purpose is also to promote the emergence of this strongest person."

"Just." Zhang Xiaoran smiled calmly: "With human body, as good as gods, this is what each of them wants to do."

"Don't you want to?" Bu Fang asked.

"If I say I don't want to, do you believe it?" Zhang Xiaoran said lightly.

"I don't believe it." Bu Fang said directly: "What those people said at the beginning were all trying to see you become God and create a new world."

"Yes, this is what they want me to do, but it is not what I want to do. It's just that among all those who want to be God, I can't see anyone who is more suitable to become God than me." Zhang Xiaoran said calmly. He was still flying in the sky, with the starry sky above his head and the bright lights under his feet.

"Where are you going to take me?" Bu Fang asked.

"I met someone, but before I met that person, it was also suitable for us to talk alone." Zhang Xiaoran said lightly: "Do you know? The Holy Spirit has three founding directors, and now we have three almost at the top. Of course, I admit that we all strengthen our strength by hunting and devouring a large number of lucky people's flesh and blood, but if we don't, we will only be killed by other more powerful enemies."

"This is such a beautiful world where the strong prey on the weak. You may not follow the rules of this world, but the price you pay is to be eaten by others."

Speaking of this, Zhang Xiaoran paused: "Of course, you are exceptional."

"Where did I talk about it before?" Zhang Xiaoran continued: "I said there are three people here, one of which you have heard of his name. His name is Zhou Quanshun, and he is also the most dangerous among us. Because he has the desire to have an intellectual field, just in terms of planning and scheming, I and the other one are far from his opponent, so he is also the most dangerous enemy."

"In addition to Zhou Quanshun, another person's name is Qin Zhigu. You may have heard of his name, or maybe you don't. You just need to know that he is very rich."

"Maybe he is the richest person in the world now. After all, the wish he made is wealth that is as rich as a country. He was very rich before he made a wish. How rich he is now is really a question that he probably doesn't know."

"As for me." Zhang Xiaoran smiled slightly: "One of them is the smartest and the other is the richest. Then there is only one reason why I can be among them, that is, I can fight the most."

"And before you appear, I am the only one who has the opportunity to be the shell of God and a container."

"So they have to help me become stronger, too."

"I probably understand." Bu Fang nodded.

Zhou Quanshun conducted a lot of research, and the research funding was undoubtedly provided by the man named Qin Zhigu, while Zhang Xiaoran and his Kuangran faction provided essential violence and armed forces as hands and feet of action.

If these three people join forces, they are indeed almost qualified to wrestle the wrestle with the Holy Spirit.

"So who are you going to take me to meet now?" Bu Fang asked.

"Guess." Zhang Xiaoran had no intention of giving in to Fang Guess.

But he has landed.

They stayed at the top of the tallest building in the city.

"Qin Zhigu?" Bu Fang said tentatively.

"The proposition of choosing one of two is sometimes a little simpler than imagined." Zhang Xiaoran put down the step in his hand, then looked at the open space in front of him and spoke.

"I brought the future God here. Are you going to come out and meet?" His voice was loud and quiet.

"I really didn't expect you to bring him here. Why were those guys from the Holy Spirit so careless?" A sharp and feminine voice sounded in all directions. Looking at the sound from the corner, I saw many microphones.

"Then bring him in, Mr. Zhang."
Chapter completed!