Chapter 102 Feng Tao's Friends
Feng Tao was doubtful, but he still did as he was told and released a palm-sized fog. Unexpectedly, a large cloud of fog emerged in an instant.
Feng Tao himself was dumbfounded, "It has nothing to do with me."
The friends figured it out, "So the thing that releases fog is on Taozi?"
"pretty close."
But the little friend searched all over his body but couldn't find it. Feng Tao also searched all over himself, but still couldn't find it. Lan Shiruo touched her chin and looked at him from a distance, from head to toe, and smiled. "Lebao, let Uncle Tao hold you."
Well?
My friend, you have a question mark face. What happened suddenly?
Little Lebao doesn't dislike anyone. He dances with his paws and jumps into Feng Tao's arms, his little butt lifting up and down, asking to ride on the horse.
Feng Tao was rarely in a good mood, and he carried little Lebao on a big horse.
The little guy drooled all over Feng Tao's forehead, and then used his little claws to pull out a bunch of hair. Feng Tao didn't feel a thing. His friends felt pain for him at first, but then their eyes changed.
Feng Tao looked puzzled, "What's wrong?"
No one paid any attention to him. They all looked at the little Lebao who was bouncing around on his shoulders.
The handful of hair that the little guy was holding in his hand gradually changed color and became the same color as the little guy's skin.
Little Lebao was very curious. When he put it in his little pocket, it turned into the color of the pocket.
He put on all kinds of colors and struggled to get off the ground.
Feng Tao quickly put it down and took a look.
The little guy was running back and forth in the crowd, and the lump in his hand turned into various colors.
Feng Tao swallowed his saliva and asked, "What the hell is that?"
His friends rolled their eyes at him, thinking, "You idiot, you don't know how lucky you are."
Lan Shiruo smiled. "Judging from its shape, it should be a chameleon, the smallest species in the tropical rainforest. When fully grown, its trunk is no thicker than a fingernail. Why it came here is unknown, but it is definitely it. It created the fog and can predict danger. It must have established a contractual relationship with you. After all this time, you didn't feel anything?"
Feng Tao was stunned for a moment, "No."
Death stares from friends
I was really trapped by the fog last night.
Feng Tao chuckled, "Well, I was just too tired and didn't pay much attention."
Lan Shiruo shook her head. These guys weren't stupid, but they were smart. If you were to say stupid, they were a little clever. "If you feel carefully and mobilize your special abilities, you'll find that there's a different kind of bond in your consciousness. Through this bond, you can sense each other's thoughts."
Feng Tao is a rough man, and such delicate work is really not suitable for him. In the blink of an eye, he was sweating profusely. Fortunately, he is not really stupid. He felt a little connection, gradually found the right person, and understood his friend's thoughts.
The chameleon in Lebao's hand also felt the owner's thoughts and began to change into colorful shapes, which was very beautiful. Lebao almost screamed "Ahhhh" to the sky.
Feng Tao marveled at the wonder. "It's indeed a chameleon, and it's the one who created the fog. It releases it to protect itself when it senses danger approaching. It was where I was fighting the owl. It saw me kill the terrifying creature with its own eyes, and it was filled with admiration for me. That's why it signed the contract. I was injured at the time and didn't notice it."
The friends beat their chests and stamped their feet, wondering why they were not the ones who took action at that time. In an instant, they looked at Feng Tao with all kinds of disapproval.
Feng Tao didn't care at all. He had a baby, so who would care about you?
Lan Shiruo smiled helplessly, "This is a matter of chance. It requires both parties to be compatible. Even if it worships you, you may not be able to complete the contract."
This made the friend feel a little better, but he was still unhappy, so during this lunch, everyone took turns enslaving Feng Tao.
The man was not annoyed and did all the work happily.
Mao Wanru, who was hiding in the corner, cursed this group of people again, gave the middle finger to the sky, and said he was blind.
Why wasn't it her turn?
With one more friend joining in, there was also one more way to save lives. Everyone was very happy. They opened two bottles of red wine with a large table of food and had a small celebration.
After dinner, we continued on our way without taking a rest.
We still ran into quite a few people along the way, but thanks to the Chameleon Prediction, we avoided a lot of trouble. We also learned our lesson and never went to crowded places again. When we rested at night, we always found places that were not often frequented by people, which also saved us a lot of trouble.
The journey was smooth, and he would occasionally encounter some clueless corpses or mutant creatures, which he could easily deal with. In order to avoid getting into trouble, Feng Tao taught the chameleon how to control and release the mist.
I collected a lot of crystal cores on the way and distributed them to my friends. Although the energy of the crystal cores is not high and they don't play much of a role, there is obvious progress, which is a good thing.
Half a month later, they finally arrived at the territory of N City. Mao Wanru began to feel proud and looked at her friends with calculating and vicious eyes.
The friends were also thinking about how to send her back. Sending her back like this now would definitely not work and would cause endless troubles.
But they can't take a person's life for no reason. It's not because they are saints or soft-hearted, but it's just the bottom line of being a human being.
I started to feel troubled for a while.
"How about turning her into a vegetable?" Miaomiao rubbed her hands eagerly.
Her friend glanced at her. This girl was becoming more and more ferocious. Yunshui Yao poked her with a small finger and said, "You'd better kill her directly and do less evil."
Miaomiao pursed her lips, not quite agreeing with this statement, but she didn't refute it.
"How about making her a disabled person, the kind that can't get out of bed for a year or two?" Ding Jiajia smiled obscenely.
The little friend's mouth twitched, these two are very in sync.
"Do you want her to hate us every minute? As soon as we leave, she will find someone to cut us into pieces and then hunt us all over the world." Lu Chaoyang didn't point his finger, but the disgust in his tone was naked.
Lan Shiruo always felt that there was a strange atmosphere between the interactions between men and girls, but she hadn't figured out what it was.
Feng Tao slapped his thigh and said, "Fuck, saving someone only to bring trouble upon myself. I might as well just kill her."
He Lian glanced at him weakly, "It's not good to be so impatient. We've saved the people until now. It would be a shame to kill them."
Feng Tao was depressed, his mind full of the breeze that blew that night, which made his whole body numb.
Lan Shiruo swallowed her saliva, and the feeling became even stronger.
"What should we do then?" Zhang Yun asked.
"I think what He Lian said is very right," Lan Shiruo said, "We've rescued her until now, it would be a shame to kill her. We've lost a lot of bread, biscuits, water, and a knife along the way. It's really not worth it. We have to ask her father for it back. But if she's dead, she might not be worth much, and being alive would be more troublesome. So, it's best for us to keep her half-dead."
Miaomiao's eyes lit up. "Sister, do you also think my method is the best? Make him a vegetable, guaranteed not to die, and can't cause trouble. Whatever we say is true, then we can go and beat that bamboo pole with Mao directly. It will definitely make a fortune."
My friend raised his eyebrows. It sounds good, but does he really want to become a vegetable?
I feel like it's too bad, they are all good people
(End of this chapter)
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