Time Travel: The Best Doctor in Ancient Times - Chapter 112 - 61 The Passion for Cut Sleeves_2

Li Mo, who has studied antiques and miscellaneous studies since childhood, had a mutated eye in an accident.

Unsophisticated and generous bronzes, exquisite porcelain, calligraphy and paintings with horizontal brush and ink, and thrilling gambling stones came one after another. Since then, Li Mo’s life has undergone subversive changes.

I have divine pupils, and there is no treasure in the world.

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Tang Zhen transmigrated to an apocalyptic world, where humans struggled to survive in various buildings that they built because the ground was covered in lethal dangers that were invisible to the naked eye. Tang Zhen transmigrated along with his mutated cell phone that was packed with miraculous applications.

There were all kinds of cities – some could fly in the sky, some could submerge into the ocean while some could become invisible – and shocking secrets were hidden within them.

The power of Tang Zhen’s city was…

He established a city and quickly leveled up his army with speeding tools. Then, he dominated this alternate world by seizing other cities.

He sat at the very top. Beneath his feet was a vast floating city guarded by dragons and surrounded by angels. Countless cannons were also set up at various corners of the city.

A million miles ahead, in the depths of the ocean, there was another city as large as a continent awaiting his conquest.

In a fantasy world where martial artists can split mountains and creeks with a wave of their hand and break rivers with a kick, there exists a little restaurant like this.

The restaurant isn’t large, but it is a place where countless apex existences will rush into.

There, you can taste egg-fried rice made from phoenix eggs and dragon blood rice.

There, you can drink strong wine brewed from vermillion fruit and water from the fountain of life.

There, you can taste the barbecued meat of a ninth grade supreme beast sprinkled with black pepper.

What? You want to abduct the chef? That’s not going to happen, because there’s a divine beast of unfathomable level, the Hellhound, lying at the entrance.

Oh, that chef also has a robotic assistant that killed a ninth grade supreme being with a single hand and a group of crazy women whose stomachs were conquered.