Doomsday Pavilion Chapter 1281

It's a bit like a spring outing. Everyone talks and jokes in the open air. The most important thing is to have a picnic while looking at the beautiful scenery.

Well, Boss Lin himself often has such opportunities, but the poor little apprentice Su Moumou and member (nu) Gong (li) Yue Xiong Moumou get this treatment.

In view of the big boss's mood today, Su Yourong had the best fried tofu in the world and braised small fish in edamame sauce.

Huang Dashan, who threw away his apron and rushed over, came first. He was surprised that he had killed most of the pot of things. At this time, he patted his stomach and said contentedly.

"Once upon a time, you Grandpa Dashan, I thought that the most delicious fish in the world was the iron pan sauce and small miscellaneous fish paste pancakes. Now, its status in my heart has dropped to the second place, but I don't feel sad at all. I even want to laugh a little bit and still miss Ha Beer."

Su Yourong moved aside disgustedly,

"So what is the meaning of this bald man?"

Wu Ke said seriously,

"Probably it exists."

A question mark slowly rose on Su Yourong's face,

"The meaning of existence...is existence?"

Wu Ke continued to be serious,

"Yes, you can appear next to anyone at all times. He is more of Cao Cao than Cao Cao. He talks for a living and talks about the mountains for fun, and his mouth is full of bullets. Whether you want to face you or not, you are in all kinds of unreasonable poses. Shoot, da da da da da da da da da da da da..."

"Wonderful?"

"Hob meat!"

"Ok..."

Master Shan clicked his eyes,

"Hey, it's a bit of professional ethics anyway, the person you are discussing will just stay aside and listen."

Lin Sorrow's faint interface,

"The good medicine is bitter, and the truth is against the ears."

Shan Ye leaned on his stomach and stood up.

"I think you are insulting me Huang!"

"But we don't think so."

As a person of bright light, you don't need to know Zhao Qingcang, you don't have to hear of Huang Dashan's prestige, you don't know the warlock master, or you don't know what kind of spicy chicken Lin Chou is...

However, it is absolutely impossible to fail to understand the huge silver tree on Yanhui Mountain.

It, the home tree, grows the most beautiful fairy on the barren land of the barren mountains.

Let the whole Mingguang people rush to covet, just because this tree can keep a whole mountain at an ambient temperature of 17~19 degrees all year round-this is the kind of **** real treasure!

If it weren't for Mr. Lin and Mrs. Leng's fierce reputation, this thing would definitely be robbed. It's even more popular than Mr. Lin's dishes...

For the cataclysm era in July, the most terrifying alien beasts in the world still lay down completely in front of the oven-like heat. Except for some peculiar aliens in the wilderness, almost no adult aliens can be seen wandering around. Only the new-born **** who ran all over the floor with Sa Huan and knew nothing of the sinister way.

At least one third of the cubs of the exotic animals that choose to breed in this season will die due to the high temperature. However, compared to various adult ferocious animals and natural enemies active periods in other seasons, this loss is completely insignificant. Acceptable.

The four walls greatly stretched the distance between Yanhui Mountain and Mingguang.

Well, it's probably changed from two hundred kilometers to one hundred kilometers. That is to say, the place here in Lin Chou is not spacious and the light is not allowed. Otherwise, the evolutionists are likely to move the entire venue where they usually meet and trade to Yanhuishan.

But even so, some high-level evolutionists whose self-sustaining strength exceeds the average are still happy to gather in Yanhuishan. When they are fine, they can enjoy the treatment of the air-conditioned house as much as they want. Huishan has become a "high-end place" for high-level evolutionists.

Boss Lin was very helpless about this matter. Last year, certain Mingguang ladies and gentlemen who held the little tail of the summer also came to the hot springs in a swarm of nonsense. The situation is almost the same as it is now.

But the difference is that these evolutionaries are the masters with spare money in their hands. They don't mind taking the cool off while eating some special effects dishes that can enhance their strength by the way.

There are people everywhere on the mountain, and vehicles have been forbidden to enter the fence of Yanhui Mountain, and all have to stop outside.

Two Tier 4 evolutionists, one fat and one thin, parked their cars under the fence, and skillfully took out a large bag of frozen minced meat, viscera, water, etc. from the car, and respectfully placed them at the foot of the fence where they parked.

These are the least valuable leftovers of low-end monsters. After the laborious processing of selling teppanyaki and skewers at street stalls, they can only sell about five skewers at two circulation points, which is very cheap.

Nepenthes fence (Puchou version) does not have the strength of their two bosses, almost only instinct and not much wisdom. It is a crisp and neat to kill a living corpse, but in the face of this kind of frozen meat, their The operation is very picky.

Normally, in the climate of the cataclysm era, there will rarely be sub-zero temperatures, so there seems to be nothing wrong with the weakness of Nepenthes in the low temperature.

Nepenthes fence, which has always been irritable, obviously understands the kindness of the evolutionary. Recently, it and its companions have received many such "gifts". The boss's order and the smell of flesh and blood make them temporarily forget to expel these distances. Two-legged ants that are too close to themselves.

A huge and gorgeous mouth is slowly moving around the frozen meat, it seems to be peeping and smelling-but it is obvious that there is only digestive juice in the mouth of Nepenthes, and there is no such structure as a tongue.

So, just swallow it!

The big mouth slowly swallowed the frozen meat and suddenly began to tremble crazily,

"Oh~"

Frozen meat was spit out again, and then more big mouths fell from above, you swallow it, I swallow it, spit it out, it looks very funny.

The fat and thin people with cigarettes in their mouths looked at them grinningly, talking and laughing.

They are obviously very proficient in doing this, and they are also very familiar with the response to the pitcher plant fence.

"In other words, do we guys have discovered the weakness of the demonized plant?"

The thin guy screamed,

"If you have the ability, touch it now, and see if it smokes or not, you'll be over~"

"Hey, I dare not..."

There is still an area outside the pitcher plant fence that is covered by the refrigeration of the home tree. It is not wide, just eight meters and eight meters. Although it is not as cool as the inside, it is also very good. Many people are like them. People used the same method to temporarily obtain authorization from the Nepenthes.

After running from Mingguang to Yanhuishan, the two men's car that could fry eggs on the surface finally cooled down after a while. The fat and thin men simply moved to the engine cover to sit and play cards.

I feel ashamed to go in and enjoy the air-conditioning and nothing to eat. I always feel very guilty...

And there are too many big guys inside, you have to bow and bow when you see everyone. The fat and thin people agree that our little Tier 4 evolutionary is more comfortable to stay outside.

"Hey, you said we can catch some rare ingredients and sell them to boss Lin. When that happens, his old man will be happy, that's not~he~"

"Don't daydream... well... it's not impossible, nothing else, boss Lin hasn't talked out long ago to look for non-toxic mushrooms, such as matsutake and truffles, if you wait Ranked, can we make a fortune directly!"

"Yes, yeah, boss Lin now has at least three dishes that can help an evolver who has been stuck for many years like this. It's a pity that we can also afford pig blood soup, hey..."

"July Ang, it's time, Zushan's danger is greatly reduced now, we two..."

"Do you want to make a big wave?"

"If you can't, you can catch some strange beast cubs by the way, no matter how it is not a loss."

"Yes, you can pick mushrooms? Can you tell if they are poisonous or not?"

"Would you like to find more people? Hmm... I know that a small team that specializes in digging wild vegetables to find wild goose mushrooms is ordinary people, but one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer."

"If you want to bring people into the Zu Mountain, the two of us alone cannot guarantee their safety. It's best to find a few masters."

"The more people there are, the easier it is to alarm the strange beasts."

"Ugh..."

A group of hunting teams parked next to them also happened to have the idea of going to Zushan Mountain, and they were very interested when they heard the dialogue between the two.

But they are a hunting team transformed from a collection team. Only the leader of the five people in the team is Tier 4, the remaining four are Tier 2 and the rest are all Tier 1 advanced.

The two teams communicated with each other, and the fat and thin people looked embarrassed.

"This...you wait for the order..."

The leader is a little embarrassed,

"The rank is indeed low, but Zushan is relatively safe now, and the team members under my hand are all transferred from the collection team, picking mushrooms, digging wild vegetables, setting traps, catching cubs, looking for magic plant essence and all kinds of minerals. They are very proficient, don't believe me. You can ask, sometimes many large hunting teams are willing to take us into the wilderness when they are not on important missions."

The leader said,

"We don't have to go too deep. Three Tier 4s should be enough. After finding an area that has not been explored recently and setting up traps for catching alien animal cubs, we can carpet search. As long as the three of us are responsible for ensuring safety and stability. A profitable trade!"

The fat and thin man suddenly moved his heart.

Yes, the wilderness is fat and oily, not to mention Zu Mountain.

Moreover, because of the territory of the Zushan area being drawn by the Gungun adults, the alien beasts of the fifth to the sixth order were almost expelled.

As they said, set up traps and put them on the cubs, and then search for what to get, medicinal materials, magic plant essence, and magic plant itself. If you are lucky, you may be able to pick up a few pieces that are bare on the ground. The ore, dead animal bones and fur, these are all very profitable.

"Did it?" The fat man looked at the thin man.

The thin man gritted his teeth,

"Wait a minute, didn't we sell Boss Lin's basket of snakes last time? He was very happy at the time. He was like Boss Lin... I'll go up and try to see if I can let Boss Lin sell some face and steam us a few baskets. Bring Yate Baozi."

The eyes of the other team leader suddenly lit up.

"Really? I pay the money, I should pay it!"

Before long, the thin guy came down with a big box with a smile and patted the box.

"Boss Lin heard that we were going to find mushrooms, and he gave us a little surprise~"

"Then, walking?"

"set off!"

Two teams and two vehicles rushed to the northwest with a rumble.

Zu Mountain is a huge stretch of mountains, the mountains are connected to the north of Mingguang, and it is recognized that there will be fewer evolutionaries in the northwest direction—because that is the direction of the wolf city, and if you go far, you may encounter wolves. The people of the city.

Mingguang people are not afraid of the wolf city people, but the wolf city people are too **** poor...

Even if you let go of your hands, feet, and liver, you can't compare to the harvest of just throwing down a strange animal. Who would be willing to do this kind of thing?

You have to admit that being poor can really be a weapon sometimes.

There is a saying that no one asks about the poor in the downtown area, and the rich have distant relatives in the mountains.

But if you are a poor aunt like a wolf city person, Mingguang people will feel very painful if they accidentally run into them.

After finishing a game, you can't get a single hair from the hanging hair, and the alien beast can produce bones, crystals, fur, blood and meat. What else is the paint that the people of the wolf city can paint except for the metamorphosis of the whole body? People are also out hunting, can they still carry all the deposits in their wallets?

Don't fight, and I feel very sorry for Mingguang...

Both teams felt very lucky. They met like-minded teammates and got the "friendship sponsorship" from Boss Lin. They were refreshed on happy occasions. They thought about their lives and looked forward to the future. It didn't take long for them to communicate via radio. Long-term cooperation matters.

"Wait...Stop! Stop the fuck!"

The fat man suddenly yelled at the radio, and at the same time stepped on the brakes to death, almost shooting the thin man out of the car window.

"Fuck, fat guy, are you crazy?"

The fat man swallowed his saliva,

"Front, front, our binoculars, take it out, take it out!"

A dimly undulating black line from the horizon seems to be moving in a horizontal direction, and a gray sky is formed by billowing smoke and dust behind it.

Looking through the binoculars, the two teams found that it was a pack of wolves that were out of normal numbers. The pure black giant wolves were at least four meters high at the shoulder. Some wolves' faces were still pictured on them, which made people feel dizzy. Weird oil paint.

The surprise of the two teams was not trivial.

"Run, return to Mingguang, Fuck Nima is the kind of giant wolf raised in Northwest Wolf City! At least thousands or even tens of thousands!"

Coming fast and going faster, no one cares whether the road conditions in the wilderness will cause excessive wear and tear on the car. The two cars almost stepped on the accelerator and drove all the way, and at the same time released a radio broadcast to try to contact Mingguang.

"Brothers, we are too far away. We said we should change to a high-power radio..."

"The speed of the wolves is too fast, look thin, is it a lot closer than when we looked at it ten minutes ago?"

"What the **** has ten minutes, it's less than two minutes..."

"Grass, **** it, how can they run so fast!"

The wry smile of the other team leader came from the radio station.

"Second, at this speed, we're afraid we won't be able to get past the wolves..."

"No, as long as we reach the radio coverage and contact Mingguang, someone will naturally support us."

"Really... will there be..."

The fat man and the thin man smiled bitterly at each other--probably not.

For such large-scale attacks, Mingguang has always been based on the city's adherence to the policy, and there is no need to take risks for individual people, because the gains outweigh the losses.

Chapter end

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