Chapter 47 The world is a huge mental hospital that secretly feeds people...
The world is one giant insane asylum.
"Go down the mountain——"
boom!
The ten-meter-tall tree creaked and slowly fell to the ground, and smoke and dust rose up.
A cloaked figure loomed in the thick smoke, nimbly jumping from the crown of a tree that was about to fall to another tall tree trunk, flexibly climbing up, hiding in the lush canopy and disappearing.
The black-haired boy's hair stood on end as he kicked the tree hard. With a sharp sound, another tree was broken.
In the billowing smoke, a tall blond man was running back and forth holding a stone high.
"Hahahahaha the first step in building a stone house is finding the right stones - look! Stacking the stones together makes it into Jenga!"
Bang!
The rocks flying from a distance knocked down the stones stacked by the blond man.
"My first version of Stone House—" The blond man knelt down? Crying.
A few meters away, the black-haired boy kicked down a tree where the socially anxious mushroom was hiding. He turned his body sideways in the thick smoke, hooked his toes and kicked. A stone was shot toward the blond man who was still kneeling on the ground and crying.
call out--
The blond man dodged the incoming stones, grabbed the ground with his big hands, and threw five or six stones at the black-haired boy in the thick smoke.
“Hahahahaha! Watch out!”
Chu Xiuyan's eyes sharpened, and he swiftly dodged the five or six stones that were attacking him. Then a gray fog rose up, and fog bears grabbed the small stones and flew towards the blond man like cannonballs.
Stay away from chaotic places? The three children looked hopeless.
They looked at the socially anxious boy hiding in the tree pretending to be a mushroom, then looked at the blond man running away frantically and the black-haired boy chasing after him and throwing stones, and fell into a long hesitation.
"They are totally a group of unreliable adults."
Cool Boy No. 10 - Xiao Shi for short, crossed his arms with a complicated expression.
"Looks like we'll have to live in the mountains for a while...these adults don't really want to go to the village."
Su Xiaohua squatted beside them, looking at the hustle and bustle in the distance, with envy flashing in her eyes, "The mountains are also good, the village... I'm actually a little scared."
Little Stone held his chin up and said, "I can't tell whether it's the combination of the old, weak, sick and disabled, or the combination of amnesiac idiots, but for us, they should be considered as non-threatening... But then again, amnesia is contagious, right?"
Because the distance was relatively close, I could clearly hear the communication behind me.
"name?"
"I don't remember... my head hurts..."
"identity?"
“They all said they don’t remember…”
"Who is your target?"
"Are we speaking two languages?"
The leader of the men in black, who felt a stinging pain from the fall, frowned and turned pale. He said word by word to the bartender in front of him who also looked weak, "I have lost my memory. I don't remember who I am, and I don't remember who you are."
The bartender covered his lips and coughed twice, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, looking like he was going to die soon.
He sighed with regret: "I have lost my memory. It seems that I have no intelligence value. That's troublesome..."
"What's the trouble?"
Chu Xiuyan, who was chasing the Lion Boss as he passed by, kicked the tree behind the leader of the men in black and broke it directly, without restraining his threatening aura.
He said: "Since you are worthless, just dig a hole and bury yourself alive. As you can see, we are all old, weak, sick and disabled here. We probably don't have the energy to help you dig a hole. And I am very busy. So you'd better dig a hole and bury yourself to save everyone's energy."
The leader of the men in black: “…”
System feeling? Sigh: [A familiar demon is whispering.]
The bartender seemed not to have heard the threat from the boy next to him. He continued to cough with his mouth covered. He felt like he was going to faint in the next second.
The leader of the men in black was thinking quickly: "Wait, even though I have lost my memory, I can still move. You have two injured people and three children here. I can take care of them!"
But come to think of it, after such serious injuries, he could still stand and walk... Is he really a human?
One of them had a bloody hole in his abdomen and had lost too much blood, but he was still conscious.
The other one's leg was covered in blood and had faint signs of twisting, probably a fracture, but he could still climb the tree as flexibly as a monkey.
A little strange.
A trace of doubt flashed through the mind of the leader of the men in black, but under the threat to his life, he cleverly pretended not to see it.
Chu Xiuyan looked at the bartender: "Brother, what do you think?"
The bartender nodded slightly, "Just be a laborer."
So Chu Xiuyan turned to the leader of the men in black and said, "You are the unlucky one. Go cut down some trees and build a cabin. Otherwise, you will have to sleep outdoors tonight."
After saying this, he hurried down the mountain.
With system monitoring and the unreliable but barely reliable Lion Boss here, it shouldn't be a problem if I leave for a while.
at this time.
Cui Zhiyong has entered the Huangshi settlement?
He got out of the car and looked at the village that was familiar yet unfamiliar, stunned.
"Why is there a watchtower? Do we really need one in a small village of about 30 people?"
"What's going on with the houses on the east and west sides? Why are there suddenly so many more?!"
"Ah! My house! Don't? Move--my treasure chest!!"
Cui Zhiyong's sharp eyes caught something, his face changed drastically, and he hurriedly stopped a group of strong men who were moving things out of his house, and said with a red face: "Who are you?! What are you going to do with my house?!"
The sturdy man who was asked smiled naively: "You are Mr. Cui from Huangshi Village, right? We are from the neighboring Huishi Village. Because our village was destroyed and we saw that your protective barrier was still standing, we came here to try our luck... I didn't expect that there would be a village that would survive this beast tide."
Cui Zhiyong: "Oh, I'm sorry. So, is this related to your plan to demolish my house?"
The sturdy man next to him wiped his sweat and said, "Grandma Hu at the end of the village said she wants to renovate all the houses in the village. Do you want it?"
"Bigger! Taller! More beautiful!"
A voice suddenly came from the side.
The sturdy man clapped his hands? : "Right? That's what he said!"
“Wuhu!”
The owner of the voice cheered, grabbed the strong man's arm, and said, "That shabby little house in the middle of the village! When can it be transformed into a three-story villa?"
The sturdy man looked at the black-haired boy who suddenly appeared, and said hesitantly: "Isn't that the village chief's house? Isn't it not good to renovate it without his consent?"
Cui Zhiyong: "Although? I am very grateful that you can help me build a house, but it seems that you did not get my consent?"
The strong man was shocked: "Ah? Isn't Grandma Hu your grandma?"
Cui Zhiyong said angrily: "She is my grandmother, but we are not related by blood!"
Chu Xiuyan patted Brother Shuiguai on the shoulder, "Grandma Hu is the oldest in the village. She is the one who has received the most love from her elders."
Then he turned to the strong man and said, "I am the son of the village chief. I have the right to make decisions for him."
Cui Zhiyong: "...Do you believe that I will call Zhang Chun right now?"
“A little bit.”
Seeing the black-haired boy jumping and running away, Cui Zhiyong muttered with a headache: "It seems that there is more than one person who stole the house... By the way, where did you get the cement and building materials?"
The strong man said, "The people from Black Stone are here too."
Cui Zhiyong's expression changed slightly.
The chief of Black Stone Village, an old man with one foot halfway in a coffin, whose special ability is [Matter Reorganization].
This ability can be described as a bug. To put it simply, as long as you explain the principles and composition materials to him, he can make missiles by hand. However, the technology tree is currently locked. Even if he makes missiles by hand, he will most likely not be able to use them if he does not fuse them with blood crystal energy.
Although the manufacture of weapons was restricted, why would a supernatural being with terrifying abilities in other aspects choose to be a small village chief in a remote area?
Cui Zhiyong couldn't figure it out.
Finally, he looked down at the communicator and sighed. The call he had just hung up was connected again.
"Hey, Zhang Chun, your home has been robbed again?"
…
"No, my waist is broken, I want to poop..."
At the entrance of the village, a short old man with gray hair stood up tremblingly, leaning on a cane, holding his legs together, and trying to walk into the house next door in an awkward posture.
A mature woman with big wavy hair next to her grabbed the old man by the collar and put him back to his job.
"Old man, you just had to pee ten minutes ago. Come up with another excuse."
The woman raised her eyebrows and said with a smile.
The old man sat back on the small stool, looked at his right hand? At the pile of stones that was more than three meters high, then looked at his left hand? At the neatly arranged bricks, he muttered dejectedly: "Gray Village Chief, don't you know that once people get old, beep——they will become? Loose?"
The woman laughed and said, "Old man, there happens to be a healer in our village. Want her to help you check your beep?"
Old man: "My beep--want? It fell into my pants."
Woman: "Shut your mouth."
The black-haired boy who sneaked over poked out half of his head, cautiously observing these strangers, and sighed: [This is a tasteful conversation... By the way, this sister looks a little familiar. ]
The system searched the records: [One month ago, during the siege of the alien settlement, the other two villages that cooperated with the Yellowstone Village—Graystone and Blackstone.]
Chu Xiuyan: [Oh... I remember now. This is a very distant setting. Is it okay to release it now? ]
[…Are you breaking the dimension? ]
Chu Xiuyan changed the subject: [But since? There are outsiders coming, it is indeed not appropriate for Su Xiaohua and the others to enter the village. ]
also……
He turned his head and looked towards the strange beast forest at the entrance of the village.
The system is now very skilled. It checks the distance and says: [The Golden Monkey King and his subordinates are three kilometers away from Huangshi Village. It seems that they have no intention of showing up.]
Chu Xiuyan felt a bit of a headache: [Then I have to run so far to visit someone...]
[Weren't you flying over there very fast? ]
Chu Xiuyan: [When the power is out and the machine shuts down, you give it energy. ]
The system fell silent.
Chu Xiuyan pretended nothing happened and continued: [Right? Brother Tongzi, can you help me check if these people have bad intentions? For example, what kind of malicious value is that? ]
The system broadcast without emotion: [Sorry, this system has not yet developed this function.]
After a pause, it continued: [From the conversation just now, we know that the village chiefs of these two villages are idiots. According to the law that idiots attract each other, their villagers are also idiots, so they are not very threatening.]
Chu Xiuyan fell back in shock: [System, are you telling a bad joke? ]
After arguing with the system for a while, and judging that the two village chiefs, Huishi and Heishi, did not seem to be abnormal, he sneaked back to Zhang Chun's house, found the giant iron box that he had used to send gifts, and then began to stuff quilts, clothes and other daily necessities, as well as alcohol, bandages and other medical drugs into it. He also stuffed some food in it, and then sneaked back to Nanshan.
On the way, he accidentally bumped into villagers from Huangshi Village. With a scream, the black-haired boy dragging the iron box was surrounded by a group of familiar villagers.
"Yun boy, when did you come back? You must be hungry. This is my home. I have freshly-cooked eggs. They are already cooked. Take them quickly."
"The gift you gave me last time was amazing! Let me hug you..."
"Come to uncle's house tonight? Want to eat? Kill a chicken and make soup?"
…
Surrounded by the enthusiastic villagers, Chu Xiuyan frantically jumped up and down, responding to them one by one, eager to get to Nanshan.
It's getting dark.
Suddenly? A villager noticed the box behind the boy and asked in surprise: "Where are you going with a metal box?"
Cui Zhiyong, who had just arrived but was not welcomed so warmly, was jealous and said sarcastically, "Where else can he go? Go to Nanshan to secretly raise someone."
Chu Xiuyan glared at him.
The villagers fell silent, and then burst into loud cheers.
"Live in the mountains? You can't live without a house. Let us help you build one!"
"It just so happens that the Gray Stone and Black Stone next door are dead and won't let us help. They've been rusting away lately. Now I can finally stretch my muscles!"
"You need clothes and quilts? If you use them, what will you do with food for dinner?"
"Yes? Why don't we go have a picnic in the mountains tonight?"
“Yes, yes…”
Seeing the villagers arm in arm preparing to go up the mountain to get tools to help build houses at night, Chu Xiuyan quickly stopped them and explained hastily: "They are a little afraid of people. Well, let's talk about it tomorrow!"
Before the villagers could speak, Cui Zhiyong keenly captured the key words.
"them?"
Cui Zhiyong repeated, his expression gradually becoming horrified: "Guys?! What the hell, who else did you bring back besides Boss Lion——"
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