Gilgamesh had never restricted himself from enjoying life, so the next morning, he slept soundly until he woke up naturally. Only then did he get up and wash up unhurriedly.

The sound of running water proved that the God's Inquisitor in the house had woken up. There was a rustling sound outside the door, and when Gilgamesh turned off the tap and walked out of the bathroom, someone knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Gilgamesh took a clean towel and put it on his head. He walked to the custom-made sofa and sat down before responding.

As soon as he finished speaking, the door was gently opened, and three Fu Mourning God poked their heads in to greet the God's Inquisitor.

"What are you doing here so early in the morning?" Gilgamesh asked as he leaned lazily on the sofa.

The bathrobe was loosely draped over his body, revealing a large part of his chest and seductive collarbone. Water droplets flowed down his hair and into his clothes, making him look even more beautiful.

Gilgamesh, who had just woken up, still had a trace of tiredness between his eyebrows, which just diluted some of his usual fierceness. Under the warm sunlight, he looked beautiful and lazy, which was really a unique style.

"We, we are here to deliver the hangover soup for Master."

Yamamochi Kokuhiro stuttered as he answered, and then put the bowl of soup on the tray in front of the God's Inquisitor.

Every time he saw his Master, he would constantly refresh his understanding of beauty. He had rehearsed the words in his heart countless times in advance, but he suddenly didn't know how to say them.

"Wang isn't drunk."

Gilgamesh glanced at the dark brown soup in the bowl, and had no intention of accepting the Fu Mourning God's kindness.

"Master, we've already arranged the things you bought yesterday."

Shiro Hado moved to Gilgamesh's side and asked for a reward. He forced himself to temporarily forget the breakdown he felt when he saw the bill and the remaining funds in the morning.

The Government of the Hour would never treat any God's Inquisitor unfairly. The generous remuneration was also one of the reasons why they kept the God's Inquisitors to do such dangerous and incomprehensible work for them.

However, with so much money, only one-third of it was left in one day by his Master. It was really a waste of money …

"Hmm, not bad."

Gilgamesh was rarely stingy with his praise of Hado, but what he said next sent him from heaven to hell. "The Government of the Hour's Ten Thousand Houses are really barren. Wang is going to continue shopping elsewhere today."

Seeing that Yamamochi Kokuhiro and Shiro Hado had both typed GG, Firefly, who was the last to appear, carried her odachi on her back and suggested, "Master, when are we going out? Ah, Ying is very powerful!

I'll definitely bring honor to you. "

The battlefield was the best place to display the power of a sword. He really wanted his master to see him kill the enemy!

"Wang doesn't want to see those dirty and lowly mongrel cultivators for now."

Jin Zhan, who usually killed conversations, suddenly thought of something. He instructed the three Fu Mourning God who were desperately looking for topics to talk about and did not want to leave. "Go change into something more convenient and accompany Wang out shopping. We'll meet in front of the space-time converter in ten minutes."

Ten minutes was a little tight. Except for Hado, Yamamochi Kokuhiro and Firefly hurried back to their rooms to change after bidding farewell to the God's Inquisitors.

In fact, because they had only been summoned for a day, they did not have any choice of clothes. Therefore, the three Fu Mourning God changed into the uniform issued by the Government of the Hour according to the swordsmanship.

Yamamochi Kokuhiro wore a set of dark red casual clothes, Firefly wore a set of blue and white sportswear, and Hado wore a gray sportswear and a pair of black sportswear.

Although Hado was pained by the loss of Honmaru's finances, he was still looking forward to shopping with his master. Yamamochi Kokuhiro and Firefly naturally did not need to be mentioned.

In comparison, Gilgamesh's clothes were much more fashionable. He wore a mid-length white shirt and a short black jacket. The neat clothes made his body look particularly slender.

Gilgamesh took out the pocket watch with a magic array engraved on it. He adjusted a coordinate that did not belong to the House of Ten Thousand and injected magic into the pocket watch. The needle spun wildly and the light from the pocket watch was reflected on the space-time converter. Then, a golden light enveloped the four of them and brought them to a different dimension.

"Wow!

Master, is this the modern world? "

Hado could not help but exclaim. At first, he thought that his master would bring them to the House of Ten Thousand, where the Government of the Hour provided supplies for the God Inquisitors.

But when they appeared in the shadow of a building, in front of their eyes — —

Towering skyscrapers were lined up in rows. The streets were crowded with traffic and pedestrians.

This was clearly a prosperous scene that only existed in the modern world.

Because the Fu Mourning God was far more powerful than humans, without the permission of the Government of the Hour, they could not go to the modern world. And if the God Inquisitors wanted to return to the modern world, they would have to register with the Government of the Hour.

Hado was sure that the God Inquisitors did not report today's itinerary to the Government of the Hour.

The most important thing was that the space-time converter could only transfer places of major historical events in the past. It did not include the present or the future.

"This is the modern world of parallel worlds. Every parallel world is constantly running, or deviating because of a few people."

Gilgamesh put his hands in his pockets and took the lead to walk out of the shadows. Behind him were the three dumbfounded Fu Mourning God. "Don't make such a fuss. There is nothing in this world that Wang can't do. There are only things that Wang wants to do and doesn't want to do.

Follow Wang and you will broaden your horizons. "

The first time he experimented in the room, the energy of the six magic gems was quickly sucked dry by the magic array. This was because the gems not only had to provide energy for the transmission, but also maintain the balance and stability of the base.

And there was clearly a space-time converter outside the door that the Government of the Hour built with the entire plane's timeline as the base to stop historical revisionists. Gilgamesh, who had figured this out, tried it today and succeeded.

Yamamochi Kokuhiro recalled the day before in the God Inquisitor's room. His master had said that he would broaden his horizons if there was a chance, but he never expected his promise to be fulfilled so quickly.

Gilgamesh's first stop in the World Bank was the commercial street. The myriad of products available in the shops could not satisfy the Hero King's taste.

The three Fu Mourning God, who were hundreds of years old, followed behind the God Inquisitor like children who had never seen the world. They stared intently at the dazzling array of products.

Gilgamesh was very rich. Just how much money did he have?

Even he could not remember.

He bought a lot of clothes, shoes, and accessories according to his taste.

Motorcycle attire, riding attire, formal wear, formal wear … as well as matching neckties, bows, necklaces, and brooches.

When it came to money, the great Hero King was similarly not harsh on his Fu Mourning God. In his words, "If you dress too shabbily, you will only embarrass Wang."

Although the obedient and sensible Fu Mourning God only bought a small number of necessities, they had all chosen the same clothes as the God Inquisitor — suit pants, a white shirt with a gray plaid vest, and a tie of the same color. The shotas used red ribbons to tie a bow and knee-length pants.

Yamamochi Kokuhiro even wore a wide-brimmed straw hat with a sunflower on one side. He pulled the straw hat's wide brim down. He was still unable to adapt to the gazes of so many people.

After Gilgamesh led his Fu Mourning God away, the shop assistants had yet to recover from the visual feast they had brought.

"Heavens!

They are too handsome and cute!

It's like a prince that walked out of a manga. They can totally debut as idols. "The young shop assistant whispered to the girls at the front desk.

"That blonde, red-eyed handsome guy has such an aura. He's like the legendary Lord Commander."

"Sis, you are drooling …"

It was already late in the morning. Gilgamesh looked at the time and decided to have lunch.

There were many restaurants around the street. Just as the Fu Mourning God believed that the God Inquisitor's personality and ostentation would definitely choose the most luxurious and exquisite western restaurant to eat, Gilgamesh walked towards a very ordinary fast food restaurant.

Maybe the God Inquisitor was used to eating delicacies and wanted to try something new?

"Master, the fast food restaurant across the street has a lot of people lining up. They must be having a promotion or the food is even better."

Shiro Hado's sensitivity to trade made him not forget to pay attention to the surrounding shops while shopping. He ran to Gilgamesh's side and reminded him.

"Wang doesn't want to eat in the same environment as a lowly mongrel." Gilgamesh raised the corner of his mouth and pushed open the door of the fast food restaurant. Besides, this place was obviously more interesting.

"Ding —" As the pedestrian sensor rang, a black-haired young man in a red uniform standing at the front desk raised a very infectious smile and bowed slightly. "Welcome. What would you like to order?"

"Four cups of cola, four beef burgers, and two fried chicken."

Bodo Toshiro looked at the inquisitor who walked to the window and sat down on his own, then went to choose his meal without complaint.

"Okay, this is the receipt. Please keep it well. The food will be sent to you right away."

The young man put away the money and said to the orange-haired girl in the same uniform beside him, "Chiho, we have a guest. Let's hurry up and prepare."

"Yes, Real Ao!" The girl looked very energetic.