My Doomsday Territory Chapter 235
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“Don’t mind, although human beings are weak, some technologies can still cause us a lot of trouble . . . “
The hoarse voice echoed in the cold basement .
Talking is a young man with an inch, who looks younger than everyone around him, but looks like a team leader .
He was also expressionless, his neck twisted strangely over a hundred degrees, looking somewhere, his mouth closed:
“This time, we have already attracted the attention of the humans in the setting sun . In the future, don’t start directly in the community, and just transport the appropriate offerings to the area . . . “
Someone made a sharp voice, “It’s just that there are some human beings, they are weak, and they will not use their power . Whatever is revealed, I can destroy them with one hand!”
“Stupid! Before the elders arrived, with the strength of a few of us, we did not face the power of a large sanctuary, even if we were not afraid of ourselves, don’t forget that our mission is to protect and activate the altar!”
“But . . . in this way, our degree of collecting souls is bound to be affected . . . ” The sharp voice gradually lowered, but with a slight reluctance, “The lucky guys of the evil eye family have opened the black door for a long time . Then, another sanctuary has been destroyed . I am afraid that it has already benefited greatly . Let us continue like this . . . “
Click .
A soft noise .
The basement door opened .
Walked into an expressionless man, he held two white marijuana bags in his hands and threw them to the side of the rune array .
Inch young man walked to a marijuana bag, stretched out a finger and made a flick, like a sharp blade, easily cut open the sack, revealing the unconscious young woman inside .
He held the woman’s neck like a white swan, lifted it, and hung in the air .
The young woman was pale and finally woke up from a coma . Her legs struggled unconsciously in the air, her eyes filled with fear .
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Tear .
Young woman’s clothes shattered .
Skin is red and purple .
She struggled even harder, but holding her hand was like a pair of pliers . No matter how hard her hands were, she couldn’t struggle .
Tear
Again
But it’s a little different from the sound of tearing silkworms .
The blood was like a creek, converging into a lake on the ground, a flesh-yellow one-piece dress, stained with scarlet blood, and falling to the ground .
At this moment, an invisible and instable wave also drifted from the young woman and merged into the rune array where the altar was located .
“You see, this carefully selected offering, the awakened, young, and the soul is still pure . . . Although it is not enough in quantity and quality, it is absolutely excellent . In a few days, we can fill this rune array, When the elders come down, and with the help of the open black door, we can easily– “
The faint blue flame in the man’s eyes burned .
. . .
. . .
territory .
High-tech rune equipment factory .
More than 300 workers have been recruited in the other workshops since more than 30 rune debuggers have gone through their initial training .
Many people do not know what equipment they produce, and only those survivors who have participated in the third level test have speculation in their hearts .
Every day, there are many newly-made rune equipment here, which are pulled away by the logistics staff and transported to the green shade or the shops in the setting sun .
With the improvement of the proficiency of rune debugging, the quality of these primary equipment gradually approaches the quality of equipment produced by the original workshop .
Yields have also increased .
The workers in the workshops no longer need to work around the clock .
After work that day, Pan Tu rejected the invitation of coworkers to have dinner together .
He rode a second-hand bicycle bought from the free market and drove down the road towards the resort .
Riding about halfway, it was far from the factory and not too close to the resort .
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Pan Tu tilted her head, and with the light from the corners of her eyes, she carefully looked around .
After a while, he turned his head and walked along a dirt road next to the highway . After riding a certain distance, he got out of the car and hid the bicycle in the weeds at chest height .
He turned back carefully again, looked around for a moment, breathed a sigh of relief, and walked along a not-so-dense jungle . . .
“It should be here . “
Pan Tu murmured, looking around, and finally stopped under a big tree .
He walked a few steps, squatted down, and saw an inconspicuous cross scratch under the big tree .
Finally relieved .
The sunset was gradually getting darker .
There was no roar of insects in the jungle, but when the sun faded and the darkness was about to envelope, the entire jungle looked like a giant monster .
He shivered and looked around, “Why haven’t you come, why haven’t you come . . . “
簌簌 ——
A figure jumped down from the tree .
Pan Tu was so frightened to take a few steps back, and when he looked up, he was relieved, “It’s you . . . you, you finally . . . come . “
“What about intelligence?” The figure glanced at him coldly .
“Here . . . here . ” Pan Tu took out a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to the other party . “This rune is the secret of Luyin . “
The figure looked at it for a few moments and looked up, “What about the runes? Not even a picture ?!”
“It ’s not that I do n’t give it, it ’s . . . I ca n’t draw it, that rune, I do n’t know . . . I do n’t know how to describe it ~ www . novelhall . com ~ It has been written down, but it can be drawn on paper and it changes suddenly . kind . “
Pan Tu stammered . At the end, it seemed that he was too weak, and he couldn’t help raising his voice . “These are the ones I ventured to find out . Except there are no detailed rune pictures, I have already made clear ! “
“What about my compensation?”
The figure was a little impatient and threw two source crystals .
“There are only two, too few . ” Pan Tu said .
The figure glanced at him coldly, “You can’t even get a rune picture, no matter what, half-Mao Yuanjing is not!”
Shocked by the momentum of the other side, Pan Tu was a little scared and was afraid to speak again .
After a while, the figure calmed down and said, “Your information is still valuable . If you can get a rune picture, I can apply to the city owner . Twenty yuan, two hundred yuan It’s all possible, you see . “
Pan Tu’s throat wriggled, and eventually he didn’t open his mouth .
Suddenly he regretted it . The other party paid him so little for the information brought out by such a great danger .
Even if he can bring out the complete rune pattern and express it with the opponent’s puppet, I’m afraid he can’t give much, not to mention, how difficult it is to get a complete rune pattern .
It’s better to stay at work in the rune workshop with peace of mind, and in a month, you can save fifteen source crystals .
With his mind full of thoughts, Pan Tu was planning to leave .
The figure also intends to bring information back .
A voice suddenly came from behind the bushes not far away:
“We’ve waited for a few days before you showed up . The efficiency of this work is too slow . . . “
The silhouette walked .
Consciously bringing back information, he can be appreciated by the city owner . He is full of joy, and his forehead can’t help but stay cold .
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