Chapter 83: The Water of Life is struggling to push the main storyline
As the man fell to the ground, the surroundings fell into dead silence.
Even the old woman? He didn't react for a moment, staring with cloudy eyes, and the whole person stopped in a weird posture.
Zhang Chun put his arms under the boy's armpits and hugged him tightly, "Wait! Yun Yan, you? Calm down first, don't be impulsive!"
On the contrary, Chu Li took a step forward, and after judging that he could not control the old woman with his own ability, he simply used the silk thread to tie her up.
A few people who had just received a hint from their companions not far away to take the old lady back saw this scene, and immediately pulled out their guns and watched their every move with vigilance.
The driver of the first car, the man who had thrown down his weapon bag earlier, cursed and had to get out of the car. He cursed his companions who had drawn their guns in the local dialect, then raised his hands to show that they were harmless. He looked around at Chu Li and Zhang Chun, judging which one was easier to talk to, and finally chose the latter.
He spoke fluent English, walked slowly closer, and said, "Brother, I'm sorry, my friends didn't mean any harm, they were just too worried about Grandma Wu. After all, she is over a hundred years old and can't stand the torture. Please return her to us, okay? If you are really worried, you can use the one on the ground as a hostage."
He pointed at the unconscious man lying on the ground with a red and swollen forehead.
Zhang Chun finally suppressed the boy. He looked at the mercenary not far away who was dressed in a desert style. It was obvious that the desperadoes who were always in danger and murderous intent always had an aura different from that of ordinary people.
This was also one of the reasons why he didn't want to have too much contact with this group of people before.
But now, after hearing the young man point out that there were a group of skeletons in front of him, he changed his mind.
"You? Are you from the Bone Tribe?"
The man's eyes moved slightly, and he shrugged and said, "It seems that even outsiders know about the ridiculous legend in the desert... It's just an illusion of dying people who are lucky enough to survive. They are afraid of death and afraid that they will turn into a pile of yellow earth in a hundred years, so they have mental problems."
"As for the skeleton mentioned by the young man... Is he having a fever? If he is unconscious in the desert, there is a high probability that he will have hallucinations."
Upon hearing this, Chu Xiuyan finally realized that his vision seemed to be different from that of Zhang Chun and Chu Li. He immediately fell into self-doubt and thought he was hallucinating.
Chu Li, who was pinching the old woman's collar lightly, could clearly sense the man's heartbeat speeding up and couldn't help but chuckle.
Zhang Chun noticed Chu Li's reaction, and suddenly realized something in his heart, but his face did not show whether he believed it or not. He just explained the current situation to the confused boy.
Soon, Chu Xiuyan finally realized that the group of people in front of him could not be treated as garden plants, and sighed regretfully, "There are more weird humans."
Indeed, Zhang Chun secretly agreed in his heart.
There are many records of the ruins of the city and the desert, most of which are abnormal events of all sizes.
Before setting out for the desert, Zhang Chun went to the reference room to look through the information. The point about "bloodline evolution" that impressed him the most was...
What is generally known at present is the individual evolution of the psychic?, and the psychic route of absorbing blood crystal energy to increase the pollution value.
In some areas, small settlements that were linked by blood ties would experience changes for unknown reasons. After in-depth investigation, it was found that they all believed in certain mysterious creatures without exception.
The ancient belief, with blood as the bond, promoted another possibility of "evolution".
The Bone Clan is one of them. Rumor has it that bones grow flesh, flesh grows skin, and as long as bones are not broken, people will not die.
After Zhang Chun briefly explained what the Bone Clan was, Chu Xiuyan's face was filled with shock.
[New illustration +1. Species: Bone Clan, looks the same as ordinary people, bones covered with skin, bones shattered and people dead. Successfully recorded.]
He carefully outlined it in his mind.
System: […Don’t imitate my words. Still? Have? I don’t have? The illustration records this thing. ]
Anyway, Zhang Chun, who didn't say whether he believed it or not, took the initiative to invite the man opposite to rest here for a night.
"After all, the old man is old and the child is still sick. It's better to stop and have a good rest at night."
Zhang Chun persuaded gently.
Chu Li placed his hand on the old woman's shoulder, silently threatening her.
Chu Xiuyan looked left and right, took a few steps forward, dragged the unconscious man over, patted his head, and indicated that he was also a hostage.
The mercenary leader not far away: "..."
So they had no choice but to accept the good offer, start a fire and set up a tent nearby to prepare for the night.
His companions were filled with righteous indignation and complained in their native dialect: "Brother Hui, we have so many people and they are only three. Do we have to be so humble? Huo Ze's guy was beaten! Otherwise, tonight..."
The person who was speaking made a throat-slitting gesture. After all, after so many years of being out there, this was the first time he was so passive. He felt extremely uncomfortable. Every time he did this, he would just pick up a weapon and do it!
The mercenary leader named Hui was also annoyed. "Stop making so much noise. You? Think I'm willing? Then? Three people! Three outsiders! What kind of outsiders do you think dare to enter this damn place at this time?"
There was silence around me for a moment.
Everyone is a hard-working person. Although they have bad tempers, they are not stupid.
The ruler of the desert, any local could detect something happening in the large mobile fortress, not to mention that they didn't even intend to hide it.
The people next to them thought quickly, "There are only three of them. They didn't come in a big way. It seems that they plan to investigate the situation secretly. Brother Hui, how about we help them lead the way? Anyway, we are going to join Youdu, and since they want to investigate the situation, they will have to contact the resistance army."
Brother Hui thought so, but he always had some concerns.
He looked towards the camp on the other side. He had not dared to look at it for fear of being discovered by the other two people before, but now he could finally observe it more carefully.
Outsiders cannot understand the witch's dialect, and she often talks nonsense, which even her own people find annoying. However, he has been trained to be the next clan leader since he was a child, so he naturally knows what the crazy witch in the clan is.
The "living dead" who listens to the voice of God and conveys the will of heaven.
Over a hundred years old is fake, no one knows how long the witch lived.
The Bone Tribe does exist, but they will die if their necks are cut off or their heads are shot through. They will also die when they reach a certain age. Now many Bone Tribe members don’t even know their own identities - perhaps for them, not knowing is a kind of luck.
The Destined Man is real. According to rumors, the boy who possesses both the "heart of a man" and the "blood of a god" will bring about new changes, but no one knows whether that change is good or bad.
But no matter what, it won’t be worse than it is now.
Thinking of this, Brother Hui stood up and prepared to go to the camp. Although he did not believe in the destiny of the witch, since the witch showed her close side, as the tribe leader, he must...
Suddenly, he saw something and froze. The complex emotions disappeared instantly, and his sense of responsibility was gone. All that echoed in his mind was the familiar feeling of collapse.
"You old woman? Are you going crazy again? What's wrong with you——"
Time goes back five minutes.
The tied up witch moved closer to Chu Xiuyan, muttering something in an incomprehensible language.
Chu Xiuyan was listening to the discussion between Zhang Chun and Chu Li, and barely understood that they were going to "request" the group next door to help lead the way in exploring the forces in various parts of the desert.
Although the locations of many forces in the desert are already clear based on past investigations and the description of Housha, a former rebel spy behind the desert fortress, it is more appropriate to have a local lead the way.
Chu Xiuyan felt his head swell even more after listening for a while. In addition, the witch next to him kept talking, so he had to take her away. As a result, he found that she seemed to want to say something and was using body language to express her meaning crazily.
Chu Xiuyan squatted down to observe, then took out the metal tool that the witch had thrown at him. At the witch's repeated gestures, he took out a can from her body. It was full of blood-red sand, which seemed to be mixed with blood and was extremely sticky, but did it smell like blood?
Chu Xiuyan followed the witch's instructions and inserted the sharp end of the metal tool into the sand. He took out a small amount of blood-colored sand from the can and stuffed it into the nozzle on the metal tool. He closed the lid and pressed it hard. Dark red liquid slowly overflowed from the empty container at the bottom. It looked like a home juicer. It felt very convenient.
So? The water squeezed out of the sand has a weird color...
Chu Xiuyan took out a small container filled with dark red liquid and shook it in front of him.
The witch said excitedly in her native language: "Water of life! Water of life!"
But Chu Xiuyan didn't understand.
He was going to give this to Zhang Chun. But when he just stood up, a loud shout filled with collapse suddenly sounded not far away.
"You old woman? Are you crazy again? What are you crazy about?"
Not only was he startled, but Zhang Chun and Chu Li, who were immersed in discussing the next move, were also startled, wondering why they went crazy in front of each other for no reason.
Fortunately, the other party's words were universal, and Zhang Chun quickly grasped the key to the words. He quickly turned his head and looked behind him, and then saw that the witch was still tied up obediently, but her face was smiling so much that the wrinkles on her face were almost squeezed out.
The young man, who had obviously just been in contact with the old woman for a while, was holding a cup of dark red liquid in his hand, which looked weird no matter how you looked at it.
"…This time it really has nothing to do with me. I didn't do anything!"
Chu Xiuyan began to describe what he had just done in a very innocent manner.
Zhang Chun was helpless, pointing at the glass of liquid and asked, "What is this?"
Chu Xiuyan was also at a loss: "I don't know."
"It's highly poisonous." The mercenary Gray Brother explained, looking at the small cup of red liquid with a serious face, "Water of Death, high concentration of liquid blood crystal energy, quickly find a place far away to pour it, otherwise the pollution level nearby will increase soon, and it will also attract some strange beasts."
The witch seemed to have guessed what Brother Hui meant and she cursed angrily, but no one could understand her except Brother Hui.
Gray was also used to it and cursed back in the local dialect very skillfully.
Chu Li approached the boy, sensed the concentration, frowned slightly, and stretched out his hand and said, "Give it to me. I'll go to a farther place and pour it."
“Okay.” Chu Xiuyan handed the cup to Chu Li, who held the cup to prevent the liquid from splashing. He walked away steadily, and his figure gradually disappeared into the night.
[It seems that even Chu Li-ge finds this concentration dangerous...]
He sighed, and while no one noticed, he quickly absorbed the liquid on his finger.
The system said calmly: [Congratulations, the pollution value has increased by 5%.]
Chu Xiuyan was surprised: [You? Why aren't you surprised that I can absorb this? Concentration of blood crystal energy? ]
The system lit a cigarette: [After you absorbed the blood crystal and became an alien on the first day, I won't be surprised no matter what happens next. ]
Chu Xiuyan: [I just told you that your product is a fake product without any quality assurance, and you still don’t believe it.]
System: [It’s a hammer. ]
at the same time.
The mercenary Hui Ge joined the discussion between Zhang Chun and Chu Li. Although Chu Li had not returned yet, it looked like he was going to sit by the fire and not leave.
Chu Xiuyan listened to a few words and found that he couldn't get a word in, so he shook his head and sighed and went back to the tent to go back to sleep.
Just before falling asleep, I could still hear faint conversations outside the tent.
Temptations, temptations, all temptations.
"...It's actually from the ruined city. That's really far away, but are you three having any trouble moving?"
"Actually? Well, after all, it's easier to move when you're lightly equipped..."
Chu Xiuyan took these as lullabies and soon fell into a deep sleep, but he vaguely heard someone scolding him.
He turned over and cursed back in his dream.
…
"Shit! Are you hallucinating?"
Ming Ji, who had barely escaped the pursuit of the giants and the swarm of insects, was still flying high in the sky, holding a tracker in his hand that showed no signal here. He was complaining because he had lost the target, but suddenly a slight camel bell sounded in his ears, followed by a familiar curse - the voice of a little devil who deceived his trust.
However, the wind told him that there was no sign of the other party within a hundred miles.
Ming Ji looked at the dark surroundings and the scarlet sand below. He shuddered violently when the night wind blew, and ran wildly in one direction.
He even ignored the cries for help from the ground? Treated them as illusions? And flew past quickly.
Crimson sand surface.
A bedraggled team was huddled on a rock, sighing in despair as they watched the red-haired man flying past them.
"It looks like he's really going to die here..."
One of the unshaven men pressed his wound, grimacing in pain, and tried to muster up some energy. He looked at the man next to him and said, "Boss, what should we do now? If we can't make it back alive, the resistance will be completely at the mercy of that gang!"
The man he called the boss held the long sword tightly in his arms. His face, which was often full of joking, was silent and tired. His deep blue eyes reflected the scarlet sand, as if even his eyes were stained with a bit of scarlet.
"Why is he..."
He swallowed back the rest of his words, looking struggling and painful.
The man next to him rolled his eyes: "You? This expression is? Like you've been cheated on. Boss, go back alive and give that bastard two good punches first. That's the most important thing, right?"
The man called the boss sighed heavily, obviously not listening.
The bearded man is going crazy.
The companions beside him laughed a few times. In the situation where they were almost in despair, the boss's rare sentimentality made them feel a little better.
Death place, they were deceived into this death place and could not leave, the final result was only death.
They looked at the endless scarlet sand around them, and then looked at the huge blood tree in the distance that connected the sky and the earth, and couldn't help but sigh deeply.
Just? At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded above my head.
"Ah, it turns out that the cry for help was not an illusion. It scared me..."
It was Ming Ji who ran away and then became more and more angry at himself for being afraid, so he hurried back to check the situation.
He stood high in the sky, his red hair flying, looking down at the group of people in distress below, and said, "Hey, you? Are you locals in the desert? I will take you? Get out of this damn place, how about you? Help me find someone?"
This time, he will definitely catch him!
He clearly had never failed in a mission!
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