Chapter 125 The Whole World Is Not the Land of the King, and the Shore of the Land Is Not the King’s Ministers!

"Very bad name~"

Although I complain, I have to say that the fragrance on the fifth floor is really good, which makes people have the urge to move their index fingers.

This made the man in the suit ignore the name of the restaurant.

"Boss, what delicacies have you not tried in the capital?"

Meng Tian had a dark face.

In the past, in the capital, the state banquet chefs would prepare the best delicacies, but it was much better than in my time.

It was quite enjoyable to see His Majesty eating at that time~

"Bah, how can it be the same? The mutton steamed buns are made from sheep and there is no mutton smell at all. How can you enjoy it without the mutton smell?"

The middle-aged man in a suit has a dark face.

I have already figured out the urine properties of those ‘imperial chefs’.

Don’t ask for what you do to suit your taste, but ask for it to be correct.

It tasted pretty good the first time I ate it, but after eating too much it became a bit bland.

"You can actually tell them~" Meng Tian said weakly.

After all, even though it had been so many years, I originally thought I was going to fight something after being summoned.

As a result, the official attitude towards him was very respectful, but he responded to all requests!

It just changes the taste of the food. Just say it and they will deliver a bowl of mutton soup overnight~

"Who am I?"

The middle-aged man in a suit pointed to his nose, his face more serious than ever.

"My boss wins. Zhao Zheng!" Meng Tian still didn't say the name after all.

What can I say? My boss's name is really loud. This time I went out to avoid other people. I must have wanted a pseudonym.

Otherwise, if you say anything casually, it will attract other people's attention, which will make it difficult to act.

And because the boss lived in Zhao country since childhood, he took the surname Zhao.

"Yes, who am I? I am Zhao Zheng!

Even if it's not to my liking, what can I say? "

Zhao Zheng's eyes widened in disbelief.

Me, Zhao Zheng!

Unify the world and conquer all the wastelands!

Cars share the same text, books share the same track.

None of the ancient emperors could compare with him. Even the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors of the ancient times were not convinced at all, claiming that their achievements were no less than theirs.

As a great person like us, we should be respected by future generations, and we are their idols!

Idols should behave like idols.

If I talk about this and that all day long over trivial things that don’t suit my taste, do I still want to be so shameless?

My identity is there, and if I just say something, the group of people below will have to study whether I have been angry because of something recently~

style!

The style must be there, we are the emperor of the ages!

Not to your liking?

Just hold it in, what else can you do~

"Hey~"

Even Zhao Zheng couldn't help but sigh when he thought of this.

Carrying idol baggage is a bad habit, but it’s a pity that I can’t quit it~

Those praises to the thief~

"Suck~"

Zhao Zheng couldn't help but swallowed. After becoming a heroic spirit, all he needs is a supply of magic power. It doesn't matter if he doesn't eat, but it doesn't mean that our sense of taste has failed!

Just about to step in.

A bowl-shaped black shadow flew out from the door, and Zhao Zheng and Meng Tian hurriedly avoided it.

"Pap~"

"You're just going to treat me to this king with this poor man's food?"

The broken ceramic shards on the ground smelled strongly of mutton soup, and there were some steamed buns stuck on them~

Just lying quietly in front of the two of them, the atmosphere suddenly became a little stagnant.

Meng Tian swore that this was the first time since he came to this era that he had seen his master look so dark.

At this moment, on the fifth floor.

Gilgamesh was very unhappy, and the waiter standing next to him was trembling~

It can be said that everything has gone wrong for me since I came to the land of Daxia.

The original goal of Immortal Island is the Holy Grail. Although there is a prototype of that Noble Phantasm in his treasure house, the Noble Phantasm is just a Noble Phantasm that was copied from the consciousness of the world.

There is some gap compared to the real thing.

What's more, I regard these treasures as my own. In fact, all the treasures in the world should be my own.

With this thought in mind, I went to the Immortal Island. Of course, I mainly wanted to compete with the legendary King Zhou, Emperor Xin.

Iskandar already wants to challenge Ying Zheng to a duel. If his opponent can't even compare to Iskandar, his defeated general, wouldn't it mean that I am too incompetent?

Then who knew that Di Xin was not summoned at all.

Are you still being looked down upon by that boy Su Mo?

Originally, he wanted to wait until he went to the Immortal Island, then slap Su Mo in the face with ea, and get back his Holy Grail.

In the end, he was killed without even seeing the owner of the fairy island?

I have never suffered such grievances in my life.

So after being excluded from the Immortal Island, he immediately found Su Mo's location.

One is to get back the Holy Grail that should have been his.

Now it has almost spread all over the world that Su Mo is the ultimate beneficiary of Immortal Island, and the Holy Grail should also be in Su Mo's hands.

The second is to find Su Mo and take all the revenge that deserves revenge!

When passing by the fifth floor, I was attracted by the fragrance here, so I stopped by to try the food here, and the result——

To be honest, the taste is good, but the appearance is a bit different, but that doesn’t stop me from losing my temper~

"Hahahaha, I think it tastes pretty good~"

Iskandar ate big while laughing, while Weber and Kotomine Kirei huddled in the corner and said nothing.

Even if Gilgamesh loses his temper, the two of them don't care.

Although he lost his temper, at least the heroic spirit could only complain and would not embarrass the ordinary people here.

But if the two of them stepped forward now, they would immediately become a punching bag.

Gilgamesh looked at Iskandar with contempt.

"The food I eat is all delicacies carefully prepared by the gods. This kind of food eaten by low-class people is only what you can eat!"

When these words were spoken, Gilgamesh's face suddenly became more arrogant.

"Speaking of which, what is your purpose here?"

Gilgamesh looked at Iskandar with a slightly serious look on his face.

Although he easily defeated the opponent in the last Holy Grail War, now with the magic blessing of the Holy Grail, even Gilgamesh has to admit that this is indeed an opponent worthy of attention.

After all, the power of his king's army is not so much his own strength as it is the strength and strength of all the troops he led during his lifetime.

After getting rid of the restrictions of Fuyuki's inferior imitation, everyone in the army can display the strength of the heroic spirit.

There are even corresponding Noble Phantasms, and some of the heroic spirits are even stronger than Iskandar himself.

He alone is an invincible army!

Iskandar put down the action of devouring his food and became a little more serious in a rare way.

"This world is changing too fast. If I still want to conquer this land, I need to recruit more ministers!"

Iskandar has never concealed his intentions and desires.

Su Mo was the target of his recruitment.

Comparing heroic spirits with flesh and blood is not something that can be achieved by just practicing Baji Quan. It requires more qualifications.

This qualification is top-notch even in the Age of Gods.

"Tch~boring!"

Gilgamesh glanced away and looked away.

"Who, who threw the mutton soup?"

Before Gilgamesh could say anything, a loud voice with a thick accent came from the door.

But in the next moment, the two people who were relatively relaxed suddenly tightened their muscles.

In front of him, two figures walked in.

One of them was a middle-aged man wearing a black suit and shiny black leather shoes. Behind him stood a big man.

The big man had an expressionless face and followed the man in the suit sternly, looking a bit like a bodyguard.

Generally speaking, people who dressed like this in this era were either salesmen or lawyers, but both Gilgamesh and Iskandar looked at these two people with serious expressions.

From them, I felt the danger!

Heroic spirit? !

And he is not just an ordinary Heroic Spirit, he is the best among the Heroic Spirits.

"What's wrong with me, the king!"

Although knowing that the other party is not simple, who is Gilgamesh?

The oldest king of Uruk, Gilgamesh has never been afraid even in Great Summer.

Daxia officials also turned a blind eye to their own behavior.

Perhaps for Daxia, facing a heroic spirit of this level, as long as the other party doesn't cause too much trouble, he doesn't bother to care.

The next moment, violent magic surged on the two people opposite, and Gilgamesh and Iskandar reacted immediately.

Although we are all top-notch Heroic Spirits, it would be embarrassing to talk about it over such a trivial matter~

But since the other party wants to fight, the two of them are not afraid at all.

The four huge strands of magic power continued to soar as if they were competing with each other.

"Buzz buzz~"

Ripples appeared behind Gilgamesh, and a treasure phantom that could be said to be a treasure in any era poked out.

There is also lavender thunder appearing all over Iskandar.

As a conquering king, the object of his faith during his lifetime was Zeus, the god king who controlled the sky. As his believer, he seemed to have a certain charm with him.

"Boo~"

Just like a bubble being gently popped, everything in reality seems to be completely stabilized by some kind of force.

The magic power, thunder and lightning, and the various noble phantoms in the King's Treasure, all seemed to be illusions, turned into nothing and corrected by reality.

Then--

Then Gilgamesh saw the man in the suit in front of him gently pull out a gun.

The gun body is ordinary, the kind of pistol most commonly used by ordinary people in the human world.

If you saw someone pointing this gun at you on a daily basis, you would at best think that the other person's skull was broken.

but now?

"Bang~"

"Bah, why are you still doing magic tricks? Times have changed~"

Zhao Zheng spat lightly and blew on the white smoke coming out of the gun, then stuffed it into his waist.

"Boss, come out and clean the floor!"

These were the last words Gilgamesh heard after feeling the intense pain.

Gilgamesh is not worried about his life or death!

There are countless treasures in the King's Treasure that can resurrect him, and there are also many back tricks that he has arranged, but Gilgamesh is confused.

When I came to this country before, I had thought about all kinds of ways to die.

After all, this is someone else's territory. When dozens of heroic spirits attack you, you will have to take a break~

Or some heroic spirits have the ability to die instantly, and they will be killed immediately if they touch themselves.

Anything is possible!

We can do without Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes, in this era, but I haven’t had enough of King of Heroes yet!

but--

I never thought that I would be killed by an ordinary gun used by ordinary people!

The next moment, Gilgamesh's consciousness completely fell into darkness.

Only when the fifth floor was completely cleaned did Zhao Zheng take a look at the fifth floor.

The decoration is very stylish!

It has its own style of that period.

The boss was also a fastidious person, and he didn't ask any questions when he saw him taking out a gun and killing a barbarian.

I originally thought I was going to be nagging in my ears by those juniors again~

The weather is nice today.

"Your Majesty, you said before you came that you would not use the Noble Phantasm."

Meng Tian smiled bitterly.

I know about His Majesty’s Noble Phantasm. The whole world is not the king’s land, and the shore of the land is not the king’s ministers!

This is the power given to him after he unified the six countries and achieved unprecedented feats. It is the ultimate ability that transcends inherent barriers.

But if you use it now, are you sure you won’t be afraid of being nagging in your ears by those younger people?

"Well, I don't have any treasure."

As he spoke, Zhao Zheng gently threw out a pendant.

"This is--"

The next moment, Meng Tian's eyes couldn't help but widen.

It was a wedge-shaped object that looked like an awl but was very regular. It looked ordinary and no different from a five-yuan pendant at the night market.

but--

The place where it is located seems to spontaneously isolate all transcendence. It is like an anchor point of reality that brings all timelines except what it considers to be real into one point.

Damn it, this thing that has been in your imagination has really been made? !

At the same time, Su Mo had no idea about the outside world.

At this moment, Su Mo was already in a fantasy world.

Su Mo figured it out. If you want to change history, you must first have enough power. Otherwise, even if you really go to the Republic of China, you may not be able to change anything.

After regaining consciousness, Su Mo calmly looked at the surrounding environment.

This is a rather plain bedroom.

The layout of the facilities was extremely simple, which made Su Mo feel a little relieved.

After all, it would be really difficult for me to be transformed into a beggar like in my first life, or to go through countless years of fighting.

The spiritual energy around him is not very strong, but it is full of prosperity.

Just like the beginning of one yuan and the renewal of all things.

"Master, the church leader, it's not good!"

Just when Su Mo was feeling his surroundings, an urgent sound came from outside the door.

Su Mo was slightly startled.

Leader?

it's me!

Oh~

My name is Baiyue!

Today is the most important day in my life.