Most of the month was spent in full bloom. Wang Chong was so busy that he didn't even have time to sleep. Although his physical cultivation had not begun, various knowledge was comprehensively enriching his cognition.

This is the fourth weekend after entering the Overlord. Today is Christmas. Unlike Christmas on Earth, this is the birthday of the great Adalian Holy Tutor. It seems that I feel the atmosphere of celebrating all over the city. The weather is also particularly clear. There are basically no one in the library. The city outside also sounds salutes and music that sways the whole city from time to time, which is particularly lively.

Thinking that he had been staying in the library for a while, Wang Chong stretched his body, occasionally he had to combine work and rest, relax for a while, and take advantage of the lively atmosphere to go out for a walk.

The streets are filled with people celebrating. Christmas is definitely the biggest festival every year in the Holy Land. As the leader and pioneer of the Holy City, and the only holy tutor in the Holy City, Adalia's identity is unparalleled. There are also grand parades in the main city. I heard that a holy tutor will attend, which is the absolute peak of the holy city. In addition to special festivals like Christmas, it is basically impossible for ordinary people to admire the style of the holy tutor.

On the other side, Grey, Lola and others occupied the place early and sent a message to Wang Chong to let him go and gather everyone. Wang Chong was also very interested in seeing the style of the Holy Tutor, but the crowd on the street was too surging. He was too late to squeeze through, so he had to give up.

He said to Lola, wandering around the street, remembering the promise he made with the old man in the mysterious fantasy space last time.

"Why don't you go and take a look? It's just the weekend. Maybe I can taste a bite of sea nanometer, huh..." It was originally delicious, but when I thought about what I had eaten, Wang Chong wanted to vomit. Recently, Lan Daier's dishes are becoming more and more unpalatable. It's not the taste, but the toxicity. Last time, it happened to be a sea nanometer. It made him lose his stomach for three days and vomit and diarrhea, which made him want to vomit when he saw the fish, and his body could resist it. Wang Chong has now begun to feel that these twenty holy coins may not be really profitable.

"Just take a look, chat, don't eat."

With this attitude, Wang Chong brought the last can of reincarnation wine. The old man gave him a very peaceful and funny feeling. He was very relaxed and natural when he got along. Especially recently, he has been in the holy land for more times. He saw more exchanges of reality and interests, most of which are full of utilitarianism. Everyone is trying hard to rush forward every day like a tense clockwork. Wang Chong felt very glad to be able to make such a relaxed and cheerful friend who has no interest in the holy city with a tense atmosphere.

Walking along the streets in District A38, I soon found the mysterious barrier I passed through last time. When I went in, I saw that the lake was still the same lake, but the old man was not here. Perhaps because of Christmas, the old man also had to celebrate the festival.

But I have come here. The breeze next to the lake is blowing, the fresh air and suitable temperature around it, and the complete tranquility here. The noisy city outside seems to be completely isolated from here. The magical barrier is not only a kind of illusion, but also a barrier to the transmission of sound, making people feel a sense of leisure and comfort for no reason. Wang Chong found a big rock by the lake and sat down, feeling the breeze by the lake, which is also a rare leisure time.

Suddenly, Tianxun rang. In the Holy City, Tianxun had almost no effect. It was mainly restricted and blocked in various contacts. Basically, it was only used between particularly close friends, or when brigades were fighting. When entering the Holy City, people would prefer to face each other's contacts.

Some messy signal fragments also seemed to be coming suddenly. The key is that the strings of symbols are very strange, like some kind of encoding, constantly trying.

Depending on the situation, this information should be a five or six interval, with the interval ranging from two or three days.

"Who are you?" Wang Chong replied subconsciously. Before he could wait, the other person replied immediately.

Another string of garbled code.

But Wang Chong felt a little familiar, "I am Wang Chong, are you?"

After a while, the garbled code turned into clear text, "I am Lao Gong, and I finally got in touch!"

"Husband" is the nickname, which is a strange name that Gong Yi was forced to accept, but Sister Hong and her sisters were so happy that they were called it. Wang Chong was speechless. This guy is also a magical guy. He is really omnipresent. There will definitely be opportunities where there are people.

"Muzi is looking for you!"

Wang Chong became serious. The relationship between the two was a bit intermittent, but the basic thing was clear. It was because there was something wrong with Aiolos and needed Muzi and Wang Chong's help, especially Wang Chong's mental power.

Of course, this matter was unavoidable. Wang Chong agreed without hesitation, and Wang Chong also understood one thing. It seemed that in this place, the signal interference of Tianxun was not that strong.

Although Muzi didn't have a certain time and coordinates, he was in the holy city and urgently needed the pioneering order at the first time. It seemed that his experiment opportunity would be postponed.

He was a little impressed that Gong Yi could find him. He could contact him where there were people, and the same was true for the holy land. Although he felt that the holy land was still a little disliked by technology, Gong Yi's intelligence network could always find a way, with snakes having snake paths and rats having rat paths.

As for the signal, it seems that this place has been ignored by the holy land.

I originally wanted to talk a few more and ask Gong Yi and the others about their situation, but using this intermittent monosyllable signal chat was really painful. The two of them had no patience to continue chatting after just trying two or three sentences. They talked a little about the particularity of their space and agreed with Gong Yi that they would come here to receive his signal every weekend, and Wang Chong hung up the news of the sky.

Wang Chong was also happy to be able to contact his old friends on Earth here. He went to adventure with Aiolos and Muzi. He thought it was interesting just to think about it. Standing at the current height, Wang Chong could already vaguely see Muzi's realm. It was a real high mountain to admire him. It was not the same concept as he had imagined that he was just a little stronger than himself. As for Aiolos, Wang Chong felt more and more unable to understand when he recalled it. He felt deeply that the guy might have even reached the Heavenly Soul Stage.

However, even Muzi and Aiolos will feel a headache. What kind of place will that be? Wang Chong is looking forward to it.

“Huh?”

Wang Chong was thinking about something, but Old Zhang came over there with a fish basket. When he saw that Wang Chong was here, he was quite surprised: "It's Christmas Day, didn't you take your girlfriend to parade?"
Chapter completed!