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Chapter 30 Creating a Different World

What a character like Song Qingwen? Even if his physical fitness has been lowered to the level of an ordinary person, he will never be scared or injured by this small plot.

He took a slash of steps under his feet, avoided the first wave of attacks, and stabbed the torch in his hand straight.

laugh!

The smoke rose with a stinky smoke.

The strange fish that jumped out of the river were waiting for the blood-red, human-like eyes and foreheads to fall on the shore.

Song Qingwen kicked a stone with his feet and smashed it on the corpse of the strange fish.

The monster fish's corpse jumped a few more times, but after death, it still had conditioned reflex action power and bit the stone beside it.

After smashing a few more stones, I was sure that the monster fish would not move again.

Then Song Qingwen walked over, picked up a sharp stone to make a knife, and peeled off the strange fish.

"I have complete internal organs, but they should have rotted a long time ago. When I attacked me just now, my movements were stiff, not completely flexible, and I had no judgment, which means I had no intelligence. Is it a manipulated puppet? Or did it become something like a living zombie after being infected by some toxin?" Song Qingwen walked to the river without fear and washed his hands lightly.

I don't care about possible potential dangers at all.

Trying to get used to this fragile body, I want to gain more power by pursuing some radical magic skills at the cost of consuming physical potential and vitality, but I find that these magic skills seem useless in this world.

"In this world, there is no spiritual energy?" Song Qingwen frowned.

He was almost completely convinced that this was really a different world.

At this moment, melodious and desolate music sounded in Song Qingwen's ears.

The unique tone of Scottish bagpipes seems a bit strange to Song Qingwen, who is also proficient in some music, and is full of exotic flavor.

A white text appeared in front of Song Qingwen.

"You killed the spirit-sucking fish monster, released an innocent soul, and received a reward... General knowledge of the language in another world (basic)."

Song Qingwen immediately opened the book he had obtained before.

I saw that the originally unfamiliar words on the pages quickly turned into the words he was familiar with.

"At first, God created the world, the earth was empty and chaotic, with darkness on the abyss, and the spirit of God was running on the water." Song Qingwen recited the translated words out loud, and at the same time, he was quickly flipping through the contents of the book.

What's even more amazing is that the book in his hand, along with the crosses in his arms, seemed to emit a faint, shallow white light because of his chanting.

At this moment, the crows in the distance began to frighten.

The earth seemed to be trembling.

It seems that there is some extremely powerful, evil power that is awakening from the depths of the earth.

"Get out of here quickly, the night is coming." A voice interrupted Song Qingwen's reading.

Song Qingwen looked in the direction where the sound came.

I found out that the person calling him was a middle-aged man with red hair.

He was wearing red clothes with small squares, and his lower body was still buried in the soil.

"Come here soon, after dark, the radiation will increase. If it is infected with radiation, people will become monsters." The red-haired middle-aged man shouted at Song Qingwen.

Although those syllables sound strange to Song Qingwen, he just understood the meaning.

Following the man's call, Song Qingwen walked to the man.

Follow the position given up by the man.

The two climbed the ladder and walked down for about dozens of meters.

What appeared in front of Song Qingwen was a rather open underground building.

A black-backed dog squatted in the corner and barked at Song Qingwen.

"Quiet! Jim! Quiet! He's just a child! He's a boy, not a monster!" The red-haired man stepped forward to comfort the black-backed dog.

Song Qingwen was looking at the furnishings around him.

A strange glass lamp is emitting a white light.

Song Qingwen did not feel any flow of spiritual energy.

In a weird magic tool, something seemed to be playing. Some women in exposed clothes were dancing with their thighs, shaking their thighs, and they were a little noisy with the dance tunes.

Song Qingwen just took a look and turned his head blankly.

Compared with the women imprisoned in these strange magical tools.

The charming dance in Yuhua Palace is really ecstatic.

In front of the weird magic weapon, there is a short table with a cushioned bench behind the table.

The desktop is messy.

And the pungent fragrance emanates from a box.

The red-haired man smiled awkwardly and picked up some messy clothes from the bench.

Then he said to Song Qingwen: "You sit on the sofa for a while first. There is instant noodles on the table, you can eat it. I'll purify some water for you to drink. By the way... What kind of water do you like? Organ or peach? I recommend durian flavor. Although the taste is a bit strange, you can suppress the strange smell in the purified water."

"Okay! Then let's have durian flavor!" Song Qingwen said obediently.

Although he is a master of the devil, when he first arrived in a strange place, he knew how to restrain his sharpness and minions and figure out the situation first.

Soon, Song Qingwen knew what the flavor of durian was.

It is a taste very close to excretion.

What made him even more uncomfortable was that the smell was mixed with some even more unpleasant smells, making him feel nauseous.

"Aren't you used to it? The river water outside is polluted and full of radiation. There is only groundwater deep underground, which has less pollution radiation. After purifying through a purifier, it can be consumed. However,... the taste is really bad." said the red-haired middle-aged man.

"My name is Tom! Tom Max. Child...What's your name? Why did it appear here?" The red-haired man seemed to have not spoken for a while, and his voice stuttered from time to time, but he spoke a lot.

Song Qingwen thought about it, then recalled the book called the Bible I read before, and said casually: "Abel!"

He was not clear about the rules of naming people in this world, and answered briefly on this question as much as possible.

"Okay! Abel! What a good name, as good as Tom. In the past...I meant how many Abel and Tom? Sam, Jack, John... were so common. I always heard people calling my name on the street. At this time, I would take off my hat to those who called me... If I had a hat," the red-haired man said ravingly.

His speaking and narrative style seems to be different from the pattern Song Qingwen is used to.

Perhaps it was because of some form of "translation", although Song Qingwen understood it, he still felt awkward.

Song Qingwen seemed to have inadvertently placed the Bible on the table.

The red-haired man Tom's expression changed a little. He held a platter of slutty objects and stuffed them into his mouth with a fork, then turned around and said, "Bible! The hell Bible!"
Chapter completed!
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