After being together for so long, she already knew the origins of Chu Yao and the others.
"You have excellent aptitude. If you become a monk, you won't need to hibernate, and you'll be able to live several times longer than an ordinary person."
"Forget it, nuclear war or something like that, it's enough to experience it once in this lifetime." Su Huohuo waved his hand. "I am a person of this era, and I will live in this era until the end."
Su Huohuo had made up her mind, and Chu Yao didn't want to force it, so she nodded and said, "If you ever change your mind, just come find me."
Chu Yao turned around and was about to walk out of the room when Su Huohuo's voice came from behind:
"Sister Xiaoye, your eyes have always been calm."
Chu Yao's departing steps stopped where they were.
"With such calm eyes, they must have seen a lot."
Su Huohuo took out a towel from the drawer and gently wiped the keyboard in his hand, as if talking to himself.
“To you, Lingyuan Star is just a passing place in your long life, so no matter what happens here, you don’t have to care;
Because sooner or later, you will leave it, because this is not your home. But I am different.
Lingyuan is my home."
Chu Yao was silent, sighed inwardly, and gently closed the door.
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Chu Yao took a few more suitable modern weapons from the base and left.
In a rare move, she didn't ride her bike, but instead put the motorcycle into the storage bag and flew into the wind.
After reaching the Golden Core Stage, one can travel around the world and soar into the sky in the flesh without the need for flying instruments.
Chu Yao flew alone in the air, feeling the cool breeze brushing against her cheeks and the clear stream blowing her messy hair.
The high walls and buildings behind her gradually disappeared, and the desolate wasteland spread out under her feet, stretching as far as the eye could see.
Five years have passed in a flash, and the world has changed dramatically.
Xiaohuo’s words seemed to still linger in his ears.
From the first day she came to this land, she was always planning to leave.
To achieve this goal, she has been busy and running around, engaging in various struggles and calculations, thinking three steps ahead before taking one step, and ten steps ahead before taking three steps.
When she finally had some free time and wanted to take another good look at the planet, the land had become what it is now.
Desolate, dilapidated, with no grass growing.
She thought more than once, if the Zerg crisis had not broken out, if there had not been the conspiracy of Steel Dome Corporation, if Celestial Being had not developed such a terrifying weapon, would all this be different?
Would there still be a chance to take another good look at this planet that had left such a deep impression on her?
Unfortunately, there are not so many ifs in life, the matter is done.
As for Tianren's technology, her thoughts kept changing.
It started with fear, then awe, then boredom, and finally turned into a sigh.
It has saved countless lives, but also destroyed countless lives; it has brought benefits to people, but also brought disaster to people.
How many people can explain the merits and demerits and right and wrong?
Chu Yao's spiritual sense swept across the earth and inadvertently discovered something.
She put away her wild thoughts, looked carefully, and a strange look appeared on her face.
They were a group of Fire Worm Cultists. They used their cars to form a circle in the shade of a slope and erected dozens of tall pillars made from sawn dead trees.
There were people tied to each wooden pillar.
These people were tied tightly with hemp ropes, with despair on their faces. Around them, countless Fire Worm Cultists were putting firewood under their feet, apparently intending to burn them.
The man in the middle, tied to a pillar, had a wrinkled Taoist robe and a goatee. Who else could it be but the Taoist Qingxuan!
Chu Yao felt like laughing. This old guy is so unlucky!
She immediately knew that the bus these people were riding in had been robbed by a group of crazy people from the Insect Fire Cult. This kind of thing happened all the time in the wasteland.
Chu Yao stood alone in mid-air, and no one would notice her from this angle.
One, two, three... twenty-five, there are twenty-five people in total, which doesn't look like there are any monks.
Twenty-five mortals, it's easy to deal with them.
She landed quietly not far away, took out her motorcycle, thought for a moment, then took out a dozen small robots from her storage bag and distributed the weapons she had previously given them.
This is actually Xiaohuo's achievement. The scientific name of these small robots is "general-purpose multifunctional small robots". Xiaohuo and Chu Yao call them "Xiaonan No. 4 Unit".
These little robots were all made based on Xiaonan. Although they didn't have the same intelligence as the original, they could understand most of Chu Yao's commands.
It is very similar to the puppetry of monks. The advantage is that it can move on its own, without the need to use spiritual consciousness to control it.
Chu Yao could of course slap these Insect Fire Cultists into ashes with just one slap, but in order not to scare the victims, this method was more appropriate.
Fully prepared, Chu Yao held the hunting rifle in his left hand, stepped on the accelerator with his right hand, and rushed towards the crowd with an army of small robots holding guns and cannons.
The engine shook the ground, dust flew up, and with such a loud noise, Chu Yao was discovered by the Insect Fire Cultists as soon as he appeared:
"It's the witch! She's the one who beat the three brothers to death!"
"Guys, grab your weapons! Let her see how powerful our Sixth Division is! Aaaaaaaaaaaaa——"
"Smash those robots! I hate them the most!"
"Sacrifice her to the Worm Queen! Sacrifice! Sacrifice!"
Howls like these came one after another, and the screams made Chu Yao's ears numb.
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