Monster Paradise

  Only a moment, Lin Huang read the information, but he did not extract much useful information.

  This rabbit-eared waitress is completely an ordinary person with no cultivation level, and there is no information about the practitioner in her memory.

  "In this city, don't ordinary people know the existence of cultivators at all?" Lin Huang frowned slightly.

  This was something he hadn't expected before. According to his previous guess, there should be a lot of practitioners among the local residents here. Even small-scale battles triggered by slight frictions will produce visions and be seen by others.

  But in the memory of this rabbit-ear girl, most of these visions have been identified as weather phenomena by authorities, and a small number have been identified as artificial aircraft.

In the memory information of   Sister Rabbit’s ears, apart from a simple map and some common sense knowledge of the world, there is almost nothing useful to Lin Huang.

   "It seems that we still have to find a cultivator first..." Lin Huang's left hand finger tapped the table lightly, and his right hand slowly passed the coffee cup to his mouth and took another sip.

  After a few moments of thinking, the colorless and invisible parasitic seeds were released from him and flew away in all directions.

  He still doesn't dare to use divine consciousness rashly, but the parasitic seed can be used. Because without the use of divine minds, parasitic seeds are unlikely to be discovered.

  Of course, he did not spread it on a large scale, but controlled the parasitic seeds within five kilometers of his body.

  After all, the wider the area of ​​the parasitic seed, the higher the probability of encountering the strong. And his current main purpose is only to collect information, not wanting to cause unnecessary trouble before the official action begins.

  Lin Huang casually sipped coffee, while silently watching the real-time monitoring images sent back from hundreds of parasitic seeds.

   Less than five minutes later, he found several guys who were suspected to be practitioners.

  Because there was no divine detection, there was no energy fluctuation coming out of these people, Lin Huang could only make simple judgments through the images transmitted back by the parasitic seeds.

  In Lin Huang's words, it is to observe a person's spirit, spirit and other things. In fact, it is purely based on subjective feelings.

  After locking a few suspects, Lin Huang thought for a moment, gave up appearing directly in front of the opponent, but controlled a few parasitic seeds and got into the bodies of several suspects.

  A total of four people were parasitized, but only one was a true practitioner, and the remaining three were just ordinary people.

   Knowing this result from the feedback of the parasitic seed, Lin Huang was slightly embarrassed.

  But his face was thick enough, he quickly got out of the embarrassment, and began to extract the information that the parasitic seed had obtained from the mind of this practitioner.

  This practitioner is a silt monster.

  This kind of monster is completely a black-brown mud-like creature, and there is not much energy at all. Not to mention the energy, even if Lin Huang stood in front of it, he couldn't find where his face was.

  The reason why this monster is locked is purely because this monster is the only silt monster within the monitoring range of hundreds of parasitic seeds.

  This sludge monster is a Seventh Rank Void God. From its memory, Lin Huang finally extracted some useful information.

  In this magical city, the ratio of ordinary people to practitioners is 9:1, and practitioners live in the world of ordinary people.

   What makes Lin Huang strange is that in the memory of this sludge monster, the lowest combat power of practitioners in this world is the virtual god, and there is no practitioner under the gods. Under the Void God, there are ordinary people directly, and the practitioners in the middle part are completely broken.

  And it seems that since ancient times, the information of practitioners in this world has been completely isolated from all ordinary people.

   Ordinary people do not have any worship or belief in practitioners, and they don’t even know the existence of practitioners.

  Even if ordinary people occasionally see something about the practitioner, they will automatically forget it.

  For practitioners, not showing their abilities and supernatural powers in front of ordinary people is also a default unspoken rule, and no one will do anything to ordinary people.

  The sludge monster doesn’t know why it can’t deal with ordinary people, but the information extracted from its memory shows that bad things will happen to ordinary people.

  So, ordinary people and practitioners, just like this, have been at peace with each other in a strange state. :(/

  Lin Huang feels that this kind of social structure, although there are obvious traces of man-made, but also finds it a bit interesting.

   What made Lin Huang even more interesting was that as the information read, he found that this city was different from any city he had seen before.

   "Is there a reflection-like inner world..." Lin Huang murmured, the flashing interest in his eyes became more and more high.

  He obtained a very special message from the memory of the sludge monster.

  This city, he can only see the appearance. Hidden beneath the surface, the city has another look.

  As long as through a door, practitioners can enter the inner world of this city.

  It was exactly the same city, but there were no ordinary people, only practitioners.

  There are shops where all kinds of goods are traded, there are various channels for obtaining information, and there are more interceptions and battles that may occur at any time...

  Compared with the peace and tranquility of the surface world, although the inner world has a certain order, it shows more madness and the arbitrary growth of desire.

  Practitioners fight in the inner world, and once they return to the outer world, they merge into the circle of ordinary people.

  The years are quiet and the world is full of fireworks.

  Lin Huang even secretly speculated that the master of the city’s seal may be a split personality patient.

  After reading the memory of the sludge monster, Lin Huang felt that it was more regrettable that he did not find any information about the Santo Lord Seal and the controller of the Santo Lord Seal.

  In the memory of the sludge monster, there is no information on this aspect.

  Although there was no direct clue about the city lord's seal, Lin Huang did not feel frustrated. At least, he already knew the existence of the inner world and knew the way to enter it. Finding more clues is only a matter of time.

After all, the sludge monster is just a virtual god, and it is the lowest level of combat power in this magic city. If you regard Magic City as a game, it is just a mob in this game.

  According to the thinking of the game designer, it is not likely to put too much important information on such roadside mobs.

  According to the urinary **** set by the game, stronger monsters will have more information.

  And now this game has opened a new hidden map, which will undoubtedly make players more rewarding.

  Lin Huang is not worried about obtaining more information in the future.

  Reading the coordinates of the nearest entrance to the inner world from the mud monster's mind, Lin Huang did not hesitate, and disappeared after a flash...