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Dimension travel (poor TL)

my patreon and paypal : belamy20 give donation if you want help me Have a system of randomly acquiring abilities, and travel through infinite dimensions. The black light virus in Tokyo? DxD ! the Sons of Sparta? Unknown Holy Grail War? Black|Rock Shooter's pitch black bullet,... Infinite ability, infinite possibility, can the protagonist rewrite the tragedy and restore regret? try ing translating novel chinese novel... if you can help me with grammar.. and naming... i really appreciate it.. if someone want to suport me with paypal.. new with this.. more help... quicker update and editing.. https://www.paypal.me/belamy20 even 1$ really help me... to eat... this new corona mutation killing me... financial... you can request another novel for translation.. if your brain can keep out with my translation...

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66 Chs

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Two Linhe quickly rushed behind Mo Yan with the sound of breaking through the air. In his eyes, Mo Yan was already a dead person, and he couldn't wait to taste the taste of human flesh.

In fact, this kind of relatively weak cannon is generally impossible to see clearly even Mo Yan's movements, it's just a matter of being killed by a single blow.

Mo Yan only twisted around to avoid the attacking Hezi, and then turned around and punched him in the stomach, the body of this ghoul fell far to the ground, spit out a large mouthful of blood, and instantly lost all his ability to move. .

"Let me ask you a question, why is District 20 different from District 1, there seems to be a lot less Ghoul species here." Mo Yan asked as he looked at the Ghoul who fell on the ground holding his stomach and howling.

"Oh! Cough, cough, can you let me go after I said it?" The ghoul clutched his stomach, spit out blood again, begging for mercy in fear.

"You have no right to bargain, say or die."

"I said, I said, it's antiques, antique cafes, they distribute food to the weak cannons, cough! Don't let them kill ordinary people at will, and also give food and shelter to the weak canons, so the 20th district Also known as the Anding District." The frightened Ghoul said everything like a bamboo tube pouring beans, for fear that he would be killed by Mo Yan if he was too late.

"Antique Café? Since Antique doesn't let you kill at will, why did you attack me just now."

"Because they gave so little food and it was not delicious, so I came out to hunt. I just want to live. I didn't attack you on purpose. I said everything I know. Please let me go. Right." The Ghoul begged to Mo Yan.

"The last question, did you ever think about it when you were hunting? The people you attacked would want to live too." Looking at him with a look of astonishment, Mo Yan shook his head, "It seems you haven't thought about it. , Then there is nothing to say, swallow!"

"Ah, no..."

"Ding! Kill the C-rank Ghoul, and get..."

"Antique Café? It seems necessary to go and take a look..." Mo Yan thought silently.

After coming into this world, all he saw were the shochu killing ordinary people. Every time Mo Yan walked on the road alone, he would be attacked by the shochu who didn't know where he came from, and then he would kill him.

Mo Yan had always thought that the existence of Ghoul was on the opposite side of human beings, like zombies or monsters, it was an existence that distorted the world.

But now Mo Yan has discovered something different, antique coffee shop, is this thing really an irrational monster? Mo Yan decided to understand all this.

.....

Early the next morning, Mo Yan set out to look for the café named Antique.

The coffee shop is located in a small three-story house beside a road. The location is relatively remote. It took Mo Yan a lot of time to ask for directions and finally found it.

Mo Yan opened the door and walked in. There were only a few people inside. The cafe was small and well-equipped. The bar, the viewing window, and the brown wooden furniture were neatly placed, and the air was full of the unique aroma of coffee. .

Mo Yan took a closer look. Now the guests in the store seemed to be ghouls. Hearing the sound of Mo Yan pushing the door in, they all raised their heads and looked at Mo Yan. After discovering that Mo Yan was only a human being, he just froze for a while, and then each Talking again.

Mo Yan casually found a place and just sat down, a girl with blue hair came over with the menu. It seemed that it should be the waiter of this store.

The girl was wearing a black and white uniform. She looked like a high school student at her age. Her long stay stretched to her cheek, completely covering her right eye. Only half of her white jade face and sapphire left eye were exposed. Mo Yan was a little surprised, a cold but beautiful girl.

At the same time, Mo Yan also found out that this girl is a Ghoul, and there is a middle-aged man standing at the front desk with curly hair. The women with long hair are also Ghoul, and there is a boy with a blindfold who is a little strange , Like a human, but also like a Ghoul.

"A cafe made up of ghouls?" Mo Yan couldn't help but feel a little curious.

"Sir, what do you need to drink?" The blue-haired girl couldn't help but urged as Mo Yan lowered his head and said nothing.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm a little distracted, let's have a cup of coffee!" Mo Yan, who was interrupted thinking, remembered that a famous girl had been standing next to him for a long time.

"Okay, a cup of coffee, please wait a moment." The blue-haired girl nodded, and it didn't take long for the hand-ground coffee exuding a strong fragrance to be delivered to Mo Yan.

Mo Yan picked up the cup and observed the other ghouls. He found that these ghouls were like ordinary people, drinking coffee, reading magazines, or chatting, spending a leisurely afternoon.

"Doesn't Ghoul mean that you can't eat human food? Is it possible to have coffee?" Mo Yan found that he didn't know much about the existence of Ghoul. Everything was just the knowledge given by the system and his own experience during this period. I haven't gotten to know this group in depth.

Perhaps they are not just killing and eating people, they also have their own lives and ideas. Mo Yan took a sip of coffee and thought silently in his heart.

"Are they really just monsters?"