Doomsday Pavilion

When the moon is black and the wind is high in the night, when killing and setting fire.

The night of the last days is extremely silent, and Mingguang Base City is dormant in the embrace of the black locust forest, waiting for the dawn.

Farther away, the waves of the dark sea are still soothing, leaving the night with a look.

Originally an inconspicuous remnant of Yanhui Mountain, on the small hill next to the natural corridor, a giant silver cedar stretched its branches and leaves, and when they collided with each other, they made a long and clear sound like metal.

The wall of mutated pitcher plants stretched silently, opening the huge umbrella-shaped leaves, and making the sound of squatting.

This is one of the few times when they don't have to worry about the blazing air evaporating the moisture stored in the vines, and they are extremely relaxed and comfortable. It is also a time for them to sleep peacefully.

Nocturnal dormant plant species like Nepenthes variabilis are not uncommon in the wilderness, and most of the time they are quiet and relaxed without prey.

The yellow clouds in the sky obscured the night sky and starlight, and the night of the last days was extremely dim.

A figure silently approached the nepenthes wall under the cover of night.

The visitor wore a dark striped bionic camouflage and carried a huge marching bag on his back.

Throwing the army bag and fiddling with it for a while, with a few soft clicks, the army bag becomes a rectangular scooter with a width of three meters and a length of four meters, with several sets of pulleys at the bottom.

The visitor took out an engineer shovel from the bottom of the car, spat on the palm of his hand, his eyes were shining with golden light,

"Hey, little boy, grandma will love you!"

Aiming at the root of a dormant Nepenthes, digging hard, less than three digs, the leaves of this mutant Nepenthes gathered into a small ball with a brush, and countless tentacles hidden under the ground broke through the ground. Coming out, like a black python, choosing people to eat.

This figure was not panicked under the mutated pitcher plant a dozen or twenty meters high, holding the engineer shovel and staying still.

Smelling the smell of humans at its roots, Nepenthes seemed a little hesitant. The order was not allowed to harm this strange creature. What should I do?

Nepenthes mutans is just a plant, it obeys instinct and cannot think a lot. This situation seems a bit too complicated for it.

The sky full of tentacles calmed down, and the visitor was relieved, sweating like rain, and continued to dig, exposing the entire root system of the mutant Nepenthes to the air within a few minutes.

The taproot of Nepenthes variabilis is a very thick tentacles coiled under the ground. This plant is not very dependent on the soil. It only needs water from the ground occasionally, and its nutrients are mainly obtained by hunting.

Although Nepenthes was a little unhappy, he did not respond.

The visitors were even more excited when they saw it and rolled their tentacles into a ball. After a while, the pitcher plants were grouped into a pile of five or six meters high.

He picked it up, put it on a small scooter, covered it with a shading cloth, pulled the small car, and quickly disappeared in the direction of bright light.

She stole a whole mutated pitcher plant like this!

The next morning, the No. 3 trading market in the base city,

The hunting team members who had rested all night gathered here to purchase what they needed, and by the way comforted the belly of the night of protest.

"Sir, it's been a long time since I saw you!"

"Iron Rooster, what good stuff did you get today?"

A grass-green shaved hair, wearing camouflage, a petite body sitting on a hill-like baggage, slowly wiping the leather boots, until the two boots are shiny, nodded in satisfaction, revealing a big smile , The little nose wrinkled,

"Take a look and take a look. Don't miss it when you pass by, old and young, grandma my aunt can bring back some rare things today!"

"I said, girl, can you do business? What's the selling point? The uncles just wait to open the city gate and go to the wilderness. How can there be time to listen to you chatting?" A middle-aged man with a moustache People waited for a long time to see the freshness, and couldn't help but cried out.

"That's right, hurry up, let the uncles take a look! Maybe it's a fancy, reward you little girl for a hot meal! Haha!" Someone said maliciously

Another person smiled knowingly, "This brother is right! Little girl, come out to do business at such a young age? There is no rice at home, right? Master, I have an apartment next to the No. The girl who lacks a bed warmer, tsk tsk, look at how weak you are, uncle, I feel distressed!"

"Hahaha"

"boom!"

A huge roar suddenly exploded under the feet of several men.

Heat waves and gravel directly blew a few people out, leaving a half-meter deep hole on the ground, braving the smell of green smoke and pungent gunpowder.

At some point a ferocious steel monster appeared in the little girl's hand. It was an oversized revolver with a black hole with a muzzle of 70 mm in diameter.

Everyone couldn't help but swallowed. Even if the Tier 3 Awakened was caught by this revolver...forehead gun... you might have to go to see Marx.

Smiling sweetly, turning a blind eye to the chaos and blood on the ground, lifted a corner of the hill,

"The first-order high-grade adult mutant Nepenthes, have you wanted, have been domesticated, guard the house, a good helper in the wilderness!"

"hiss"

After avoiding the catastrophe, the mustache took a breath, and said "Three thousand! I want it!"

Everyone looked sideways,

"Old Hu, are you crazy? What's the use of this stuff?" a person said.

The mustache chuckled, "My chariot is big and strong enough to take it to the wilderness to wander around!"

Others shook their heads, "Nepenthes needs to take root. Can't you dig a hole and bury it every time you go to war?"

The moustache smiled silently and looked confident.

"Why is it a crappy thing like Nepenthes mutated? If you get some wolf thorn flowers or something..."

"Pity!"

"Is there any higher bid?" The little girl shouted again "3-2-"

"Wait! I have five thousand points!"

Zuo Chen was happy, "This friend paid five thousand! Is there any offer yet?"

The moustache looked at the young man bidding coldly, "Seven thousand five!"

"Ten Thousand"

"Fifteen thousand!"

The young man was not afraid, smiled and said, "Twenty thousand."

The mustache asked, "Young man, if I read correctly, are you an ordinary person?"

The young man waved his hand, "Boss Hu, I'm Lu Youcai from the Qingshan Search Team. We are bound to get this mutant Nepenthes. I hope that Boss Hu will raise your hand... and give us a face."

"Qingshan Search Team??"

"Familiar!"

"Nonsense, it's the team holding the position of the only mutant jalapeno tree in the base city!"

"Oh!"

It suddenly dawned on everyone that it turned out to be rich and powerful!

The mustache is grim.

The young man smiled at Zuo Chen, and after swiping the card, he handed her a card, “It has the address of our team. Above, I will give you double!"

The little girl's eyes lit up, she was dazzling "Really?"

The young man stretched out his palm,

"A Gentleman's Word"

"It's hard to chase a horse!"

"High-five!"

"Snapped"

The little girl shook her fresh, grass-green hair and stretched out a tail finger.

The young man was taken aback, "???"

"My name is Zuo Chen!"

"Lu Youcai"

"Hanging on the hook will not change for a hundred years!"

Lu Youcai's face was green with the little girl's hair, and he smiled bitterly.

"stamp."

"stamp!"