Although the scene in front of me is very strange, Aragaki is still continuing to explore.

It didn't take long before he found that the magma in this place was not as big or deep as he imagined.

Instead, it was like a small pool. It took him only more than five hours to wrap it up with his tentacles.

The moment I wrapped it, the monster system that had no sound for a long time suddenly made a sound, "Discover whether the nutrient pool is absorbed."

"yes."

The rolling magma and active fire lava were converted into huge amounts of energy and absorbed into Aragaki's body.

Not only that, liquid magma is rich in a variety of metal elements.

Aragaki uses these metal elements to easily upgrade his body.

Compared with the past, only key parts were upgraded, while other ordinary parts were different in a few ways.

This time, Aragaki's entire body turned into a giant piece of metal.

When the last trace of nutrients was absorbed, Aragaki discovered that there was an embryo in this cavity.

He gently pinched the embryo with his big metal hand.

This embryo looks like a baby who has not grown up.

After leaving the magma environment, it is petrified to the naked eye.

Facing such a thing without any attack power, Aragaki seemed to be instinctive and felt a chill.

This is a disgust from the soul.

It is like a cat and a dog, and it comes from the inconsistent power of the soul.

He watched with his own eyes that the embryo in front of him completely petrified, and then gently crushed it with his fingers.

The underground, which has lost its magma lighting, is extremely dim.

The embryo that turned into bits of stone dust returned to the earth.

Aragaki was careful of the cavity at this moment, causing a violent shock. He twisted his body slightly, allowing the groundwater to flow into here to fill the gap.

At the same time, the limited-time mission of collecting metal has also ended.

After settlement of the reward, the owners of the monster suit returned to their daily lives.

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In the past few hours, Hao Makita traveled through the continental shelf under the sea, left the Far East, bid farewell to Siberia, and traveled westward to Paris, the romantic capital.

For Japanese people, except for Hawaii, the favorite area is Paris.

In the distant 1980s and 1990s, Japan finally lived a prosperous life and came to Paris for travel.

But they found that the romantic capital in their minds turned out to be a dirty and messy city full of robbers and sins.

Faced with such a place that was inferior to their own country, they left without disappointment.

On the contrary, many Japanese people use their tourist visa time to volunteer for free here in a manner that seems to be atonement.

Every day, I get up before dawn, carry a sack and a small shovel, and start cleaning up the bubble gum on the ground and picking up the garbage on the ground.

The Paris residents who were already accustomed to their past life saw a group of Eastern Confucians doing such a thing, but they didn't even know what expressions to answer.

Of course, these people seem easy to bully.

Therefore, various dynamic social organizations at the bottom of the country regard them as mobile wallets.

And because Japanese people who can travel here are not considered to be out of money, they can always squeeze out oil and water.

Later, the dynamic social organization even set up a tourism agency in person to welcome Japanese people to travel to Paris.

However, time has changed.

Japan has been lost for thirty years.

Faced with advanced developed countries like Paris, although the Japanese people still yearn for it, most of them are desensitized.

Hao Makita came out from the ground, saw the Arc de Triomphe, and was sure that this was Paris.

However, he looked at the black-skinned humans nearby, as if this was the capital of Africa, and he was a little doubtful if he was going in the wrong direction.

However, when his keen nose discovered the place where the window street was.

He saw the blonde beauty in the window, and he knew that he had not come to the wrong place.

He looked at the straight street with a smile on his lips, "This is mine."

Of course he knew that there were many powerful social organizations here, but what were he afraid of?

Sinking into the ground.

"Buy all your assets here." Hao Makita said after throwing a lump of gold.

He was wearing a suit in front of him, a leader who looked even more gold-collar than a Wall Street financial person. Since he couldn't understand Japanese, he didn't know what this guy who suddenly snatched the door was talking about.

However, although he could not speak the language, he knew that this was a provocation, a naive provocation.

As a vibrant social organization, what should we lose the most? It is face!

His men also obviously knew this.

Unlike Tokyo, the vibrant social organizations here are far more energetic than the ferras-inducing peers in Tokyo.

Within 000 and 3 seconds, the pistol was aimed at Makita Hao's head.

"Fight! You guys fight!"

Makita Hao arrogantly picked up the neck of the leader.

The leader looked at him and instantly the gunshots burst into full force.

Makita Hao's head seemed to be beaten into plasticine by huge force.

He turned his head, moved his neck, and said with a smile, "I haven't eaten! Use some force!"

The attendants inside heard gunshots from outside, and the younger brothers who had just rushed in saw a person who had already seen an unrecognizable person, still saying something they couldn't understand, and an indescribable fear was transmitted among them.

As industry elites in this industry, they have never been afraid of using actions to put violence from the moment they entered the industry.

However, they are still afraid of the unknown.

A monster who is not afraid of guns is unprecedented for them.

Suddenly, a senior second-dimensional person who had years of experience browsing animation suddenly reacted, "Japanese! It's Japanese! He came from Japan!"

The man who was originally just a dumbfounded person suddenly began to snatch the door and flee when he heard his shout.

Japan, perhaps a few months ago, was still a country for them to extort at will.

However, in recent months, news has been instilled into the masses that Japan, which has been attacked by the strongest nuclear bomb in history, is almost silent at this moment in a closed state.

Of course, this is just the official news.

As a citizen of an old capitalist country, even the media will be affiliated with capital.

I know that even the rich people of a certain country want to become president and win votes through election campaigns, they must come to the stage in person, use new media that is not monopolized by traditional media, and use accordion language to express their opinions and opinions.

Therefore, they believe in the gossip.

Even these rumors seem to be somewhat anti-intellectual most of the time.

However, compared to nonsense official news, they are more willing to believe in the truth that is buried in anti-intellectual information.

So, the truth about Japan's blockade is that Japan has been occupied by monsters.

The super-large monster in Japanese entertainment has become a reality.

For its own interests, the United States bombed the Japanese mainland.

Because of this, hunting activities occurred in Japan.

In just a short time, Japan was no longer seen in the whole of Paris.

Even those Japanese who have settled in Paris will never speak their native language.

And in such a situation, there was a man who could survive by being shot several times in the head.

This is not only a medical miracle, but also some other miracle.

This kind of miracle happens to you, of course, is something to be happy about, but it is very terrifying to happen to others.

The rumors and everything they saw in front of them made them run away quickly.

"What the hell do you...what do you want to do?"

Makita Hao held his collar and lifted him to the window, pointing to the street below, "I want that street."

At this moment, the strong desire to survive has passed through the language barrier.

"Give it to you, give it to you all!"

The leader lies down and opens the safe, takes out one contract after another and gives it to Makita Hao.

Hao Makita was very satisfied with his performance. He stepped on his desk with one foot and asked condescendingly, "Do you still know who still controls the street?"
To be continued...