Dark Blood Age

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(In the previous chapter, Butney struck Asher and corrected it.

Fatty Zheng Yan didn't expect to be notified by a heavyweight member of the camp himself after he took out something. You know, this camp is a first-class camp. Which one of the big characters above is not a rainstorm? Put it on Earth. If a little figure like him can climb on it, it's eight generations of ancestors accumulating virtue. The tombs of the ancestors are smoking!

Before he was officially “summoned”, he was led down by the secretary of golden silk glasses to a spacious tent, which was already filled with serious people, He Jiang was also “invited” to come. He didn't dare to hide the situation. Who knows what he Jiang said?

Tell the truth about what happened before Camp 17 in the honest future. Of course, he played a little smart and highlighted his relationship with the true owner of the backpack to highlight his importance, but soon he realized that the real reason he was invited here was to help the experts paint.

Although Fatty knew that the big man he chose to invest in had a good reputation and should not be in any danger, in the face of this position, under the long-term national attitude of fear of the upper echelons, he could not help but panic. He almost regretted not listening to Chu Yunsheng's original words, and did not do it with care.

In his description and that of He Jing, especially as a registered police officer, he was professionally trained in this area and soon a portrait of his face appeared on the desk in front of everyone.

After that, several images of the underground dwarves and tadpole aircraft were also depicted in Zheng Yao's eyes as very sci-fi.

However, he and He Zheng very “tacitly” did not mention Chu Yunsheng's most important narrative energy block, after all, it is not the key, there is no question, the interest of the experts in a room is how can the man in the first portrait get the "care” and “help” of the technologically advanced life on this planet?

From the content of “confession”, even Zheng Yan is a little strange. He has been in contact with Chu Yunsheng. This man should be a native Chinese man. How did he hook up with a technologically developed little man so quickly? And the relationship is quite unusual. Otherwise, how can you heal your wounds and send your backpack? He was even deliberately sent a tadpole to escort him out of the desert.

Needless to guess, Zheng Yuanbao also knows that the top figures are anxious to find opportunities for so-called dialogue with the planet's indigenous life in order to hope for help or possibilities for peaceful coexistence, especially in the face of aggressive pressure from Americans in the north, the need to take the third type of contact first among humankind becomes extremely urgent.

“Find this man. ”

The golden glasses secretary dropped the portrait and calmed down to a middle-aged man who looked like a soldier: “If necessary, send a Class A Special Forces unit and make sure to bring this man back before the Americans do it. ”

“How can Americans act if they find this person before we do? I need authorization.” The middle-aged soldier said with no expression.

Zheng Yao's eyelids jumped again, He Jie stood up at once. The meaning behind the middle-aged soldier's sentence was too obvious to bear to create a chill behind his back.

The gold-wired glasses secretary did not speak and his face was silent, which was not something he could decide, and needed to be decided by the big boss himself.

But with his abilities, it's easy to imagine what kind of disadvantage the camp would be in the future if the American got him first. And the problem is, most importantly, not Americans.

Even if the Americans had won first, they would be united under the banner of being Earthlings and working with the Americans, but the only thing that really mattered was whether they would lose their "bosses" in the camp because of this. Many people stared at their side, and they were forced to make mistakes, which was the most important place.

Normally people do not see this, the kind of earthlings should work together, the camp should be more sincerely united and united in a unified perception, in the current critical situation, it is indeed necessary, and everyone is adhering to it, otherwise, the parties to the conflict there in the ruins of the ship will not exercise utmost restraint and enter into various negotiations, and the camp is constantly propagating this idea, even for the Americans, at this time everyone knows that if there is a disturbance within, only one way to die, like the Indians who think they have mountain support, provoke everywhere to try to obtain camp leadership, whether on their side or on the part of the Americans.

But this does not mean that there is no small action, small enough to be inside the camp, large enough to be outside the camp. When the interests of their own survival are seriously threatened, the entire interest group they represent must resist. Otherwise, living in humility, doing the work of sight and mind is levelled, for some people it is better to die.

Everyone lives for a group of people, and it is up to the boss to decide when the conflict reaches the point where choices must be made.

At this time, three more people came in, one of whom looked 50 years old, not angry and self-respecting, walking and telling the other man behind him what was going on.

When he came in, everyone in the house got up immediately to show respect.

The golden glasses secretary waited patiently for his words to finish before picking up the stack of images on the table and whispering back what had just been sorted out.

“This is the man?” Someone was interested in holding the portrait in their hand and asked.

“Yes, Comrade Ho's business skills are excellent. With her assistance, they should not be too different.” The gold-wired glasses secretary complimented him without a trace, selling his personal affair, after all, man brought himself.

“You don't look old...” someone said with a laugh and looked at him. “Thank you very much. ”

He Jiang is very nervous, her life can be a big ups and downs during this period, like a dream, hear praise, although she doesn't want to come here, but also how can she resist, just prepare to “say” like other people should, just hear a beautiful non-talkative girl around “hmm?” A sound.

Then, when she was granted permission, she took the portrait in her hand, her brows slightly raised, her eyes dropped on the portrait, like trying to remember something.

Seeing her unusual look, the golden glasses secretary is so nervous that her heart is about to pop out of her throat. None of the people here knows better than him. If this person is an “acquaintance" on his side, how advantageous and important will they be in the camp and in many camps!?

Zheng Yan and He Jie also looked nervously at the girl with long hair. Unlike He Jie's unknown sense of vigilance, Fatty was more excited. If she recognized him as an acquaintance, his dream of a red-top businessman would be closer.

The girl was not disturbed by the still-needle atmosphere, but she just appeared a little blurred. At this moment, she blurred, like a long memory. When she wanted to think about it, it was already full of dust, and there was a shadow, but it was uncertain.

With her fine brows, she seemed to have an intriguing quiet temperament just to invest in one thing, making people feel calm without daring to approach, but paradoxically craving to come close to knowing what she was thinking, entering her world, and giving men a sense of alien conquest that allowed her to break the calm and warmth for herself.

“Don't worry, think slowly. ”

The eyes of the visitors also dazzled, still smiling: “It doesn't matter if I can't remember for a moment, uncle asked them to bring you another one to take home, let your parents take a look, maybe they have also seen..."

At this point, the girl suddenly whispered softly: “Is it him...? ”

As the shadow in her memory and the face on the portrait gradually coincided, the gaze of her recollection appeared obscured. Years ago, she was always sitting opposite her in the library's self-study room, and then inexplicably disappeared the quiet, clean but slightly shy figure, the boy who did not seem to have much confidence...

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Dozens of kilometers away in the jungle valley.

Chu Yunsheng threw the cigarette butt on the ground without any environmental consciousness. He touched a beard on his chin that was unusual enough to pull it apart. His rough hands were lucky enough to pick up a piece of breadcrumb. He accidentally sent it to the entrance, swallowed it, clapped his hands, and when it was clean, he turned around to find a slightly hidden place in the jungle and put water in it. When he came back, he rode directly to the horse of war.

Left behind by a firefighting knife at the waist, with a wide clothing with traces of earth, scattered free and shaken, in the morning light, gently with the breeze.

“Come on, find a safe place. It's too close to the army.” He pulled the horse and his ordinary face remained steadfast and calm.

Although he behaved randomly, at this moment, the blood rider and the degenerate did not have the slightest sense of joke, because those things on the fast boat, and even more because Chu Yunsheng, after listening to Butnibal and Vincent's three separate narratives, always had a cold and abnormal gaze, making people feel a chill, more unclear what he was thinking.

“To where? ”

Boutney was depressed, Venlo had no place, and only Putney dared to ask.

“Find a place to boost your strength. It's too much movement. It's not appropriate here.” Chu Yunsheng lifted a knife handle and held a reindeer in his hand. The iron stick was inserted in the sack on the horse's back. It was very difficult to find the shadow of the small clerk.

The compass switched back from the Indian camp contributed a little, although often striking, but not completely lost, but Butni et al. seemed better equipped, Chu Yunsheng did not ask.

In the direction away from the giant cave, all the way east, towards where the sun rises - according to the habits of the Earth, the sun still rises in the east.

Chu Yunsheng did not expect Asher's strength to rise so fast. Butnika's 17-blood riding was no match for each other. From Butni and others' current strength, she estimated by analogy that she almost had the power of the ternary middle heaven, which was actually a little higher than her own external realm, which made Chu Yunsheng very confused.

If it was a blood transfusion that night, how could he still be a snail himself?

In addition to this, Asher can enhance the strength of other blood rides, which surprises Chu Yun. No wonder she has the guts not to admit herself.

Not only is personal strength rapidly rising, but it can also bring progress with overall strength. If you can fight alone, you can fight in groups. With such a low energy, there is a little more motivation and interest, the diameter is reversed, and you can't get rid of your own control.

Ashley could do this, but he couldn't. The blood transfusion was just an indication. His blood wasn't his own first, but the original master Murphy's, and the blood could not have had that effect. Otherwise, the sealed creatures would have been discovered as long ago as they were different.

So there are only two possibilities, one is the weird blue armor, Asher stopped removing armor for a long time and saw a spot, the other is the third energy that he didn't really speak of, at that time Asher was poisoned, and finally calmed down by the tranquilizer.

Either way, Chu Yunsheng could not be transplanted to Butni et al., the third poor energy control was to kill people, and he could not imagine the shock scene of collective spring after the already lustful blood ride was “poisoned”.

In Chu Yunsheng's view, even if this method can succeed, it will quench thirst. The risk is unknown. He never takes this unnecessary risk. He is not allowed to use it. He does not need to use it. He has a stronger system of cultivating knowledge and a wider understanding.

From the ancient books, from the five tribes, from his own summary, he has many ways to steadily improve the combat power of blood riders and even degraded people.

After a brief break statistics, there are about a hundred blood rides with him, plus a different horse, less than two hundred, the number is pathetic, and with the exception of the twelve blood rides differentiated by seventeen blood rides, others can barely speak of elite, some are weak, not even at the level of a one-dollar day.

To turn them into elites among elites, what Chu Yunsheng needs is time, because they have proven by their actions that they do not lack more important courage.

Of course, Vincent, this ordinary man, Chu Yunsheng, can't do anything about it. He also wants to have a divine weapon like the Seven Spirits nail that can break through the barrier. Otherwise, where would it be so difficult to absorb the source of life? One nail ignores the shadow man's plots!

However, she also has something to do, and well done. Hundreds of people depend on her to reclaim the supplies used to eat and drink Lhasa, to arrange for unified management, to distribute the supplies by measure, to feed each other more than the messy disorder, to last at least half the time in the wild, and time is of the utmost importance for Chu Yunsheng, who had to arm his men to the teeth before cutting the food.

Later, whether it was the jungle or the desert south, whether it was charging “food” protection fees to other camps, or cleaning up defectors like Ashley and the old blood, it was all a little priceless.

And most importantly, when he checked the physical strength of blood riders such as Butni, he discovered something special and inspired his long-thinking attempts. If he succeeded, he would no longer have to hide from the life of the pivot like a dog. Although he may not be able to fight back temporarily, it is promising to resist the harsh and deadly blows of the life of the pivot!

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I stayed up all night last night and didn't write it down outside, depressed...

Besides, Chu came up with this method for a long time. Unlike other pens, it is almost worn throughout the book as one of the dark lines. It can finally be written out now. It feels very pleasant. (What does it feel like to be happy while depressed?), will also open the scene behind you, you will see in this volume a magnificent counterattack, hot blood boiling, will make you cry orbit, believe in the fire, will not disappoint you!

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