Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

Chapter 3296: Yesterday 15 Vultures Recreated

This line of winding Russian is like a very poisonous little bug, but the white deer is deeply attracted to it. It is inexorable to touch the notebook with your fingertips. When you touch the name "Yuri," your fingertips sting, like a bite by a little bug.

When he retracted his finger, it wasn't a hallucination. His fingertips really showed up with two tiny black pinholes and a drop of crystalline blood.

Blood spilled onto the cover of the notebook, quickly infiltrated, or —— sucked in by the word "yuri."

White deer's heart trembled and shrunk his neck and asked, "Yuri? Who is this?”

Perhaps it was an illusion, just as the white deer said the name, he felt the muscles and nerves around the Golden Tooth boss contracted so hard that his breathing became impatient.

The steel cast hard man didn't even hum when the white deer pulled the warhead out of his ribs with a surgical plier, but when he heard the name "Yuri," he made a sharp and sharp sound from deep in his throat, reminiscent of a chicken whose throat had been cut.

It took a long time for the Golden Tooth boss to say in a dull voice: "… he is not human. ”

The white deer's mind came up with 10,000 question marks.

But Yuri's "Mind Notes” possessed infinite magic and tempted him to keep flipping.

The notes are all hand-written fonts like reptiles, accompanied by many beautiful and realistic brain anatomy, including sketches of people's faces being skinned alive, knowing that they are fake, but it seems that there is a person's soul sealed on a two-dimensional plane, screaming at the white deer.

The white deer swallowed the spit and was scared and curious.

“Don't worry about anything else, focus on pages 22 to 26, it's a chapter on 'hypnosis'. ”

"Give you ten minutes, remember everything, and give me back my notebook - in a long time, your ‘companion' will be suspicious. ”

Without the advice of the Goldtooth boss, the white deer also keeps every word in their hearts.

Although his character is weak, he may have been inspired by his brother, but his memory is superior and literally “never forgotten”.

But what exactly does this mean? He doesn't really understand how to get started with mindfulness training.

“Brother, is this‘ Mind Note 'true? ”

The white deer secretly asked, "Do you think that would help? ”

“It should be true, these things are useful. ”

Brother Sincerely said, "However, this" Mind Note "proposed cultivation method is too radical, too dangerous, and many secrets seem to be still in the experimental stage, unable to guarantee safety and stability at all - I estimate that the Golden Tooth boss lent us the note so generously, also meant to use us as" experiments, "to see how we reacted after cultivation, to learn from us. ”

“What!”

White deer creeped.

In this world, “unintentionally fallen meat" does not exist.

“That's good. Whatever you want, you have to pay a price. That's called a 'deal' - at least, we can pay for it. ”

Brother calmly said, “If you want to survive, you have to gamble. We are gambling, and the Golden Tooth boss is gambling. Everyone puts the chips on the table to gamble, it is much better than fighting the corner beneath the stage, Ruyu me fraud.

“All right, give the notes back to the Golden Tooth boss, these pages, we all remember! ”

……

“Kid, go check out the sand cruiser with the skull on the door. I just deliberately let go of the car. It's not damaged. It should still be working!

“Move all the food, the guns and the gasoline onto a sandy Land Cruiser and rest for ten minutes and we're on our way!

“Listen, from now on, the three of us are going to line up and walk the wire over the gates of hell, hoping that you will all obey the command. If anyone screams and moves, make your own decision, I will cut the wire first and kick you into hell with one foot. Do you understand me? ”

Half an hour later, just after stitching the wound, the Goldtooth boss, who slightly replenished some food, restored the burning vitality of the bear, the dragon elf tiger, drank loudly, drove the two “kids” of the White Deer and the Wan Tian Hai, cleaned the battlefield, packed the guns and vehicles, and prepared to go.

“Boom!”

He personally checked the engine carefully, closed the hood again, and laid a broken, rotten, bloodstained map on the hood, indicating that two "kids” were coming to see it.

“We should be here now, in the northeast direction of the bloody wasteland, before we could find oases and massive colonies all the way south, but now the men and women of the ‘Scorpion Gang' and the 'Vulture Gang' are roaming around the south and searching for my tracks - once they get rid of me, the banner gang with a great deal of energy will never come back, and the Scorpion Gang or the Vulture Gang will become the first major force in the bloody wasteland, so they will definitely not give up! ”

Boss Goldtooth drew two big forks on the south side of the map, then looked at the white deer, but he was stunned, frowned, and struck again in front of the white deer, “Are you listening to me, you little prick? ”

White deer listening.

Listening to the wind.

Just now, when the Golden Tooth boss spoke of the word vulture in the vulture gang, the white deer fell into a state where he was not so sure of himself, but so bright and so tragically in love.

He seemed to see black featherbears burning and floating.

He seemed to see a vulture rise up and devour the whole world.

He heard blurry, winding noises from the whistling winds, as if they were coming from a long, long time later, far away.

“Beware... vultures...

“Vultures… will stop you… will destroy everything…

“It doesn't matter... he's not completely... we still have a chance to... disturb... ripple... reverse... start over... everything can be restored... everything can be changed... yesterday... can be reproduced..."

The white deer struck a deep chill and woke up.

I saw the angry face of the Golden Tooth boss, and the amazing look on the face of Tibetan Sea.

“Hey, stinky boy. ”

Boss Goldtooth squinted his eyes, “Did you get the heat? Did you hear what I said? ”

“Listen, listen, you said 'Scorpion Gang' and ‘Vulture Gang'. ”

The white deer bit his lip.

But the bottom of his eyes seemed a bit harsh.

He hates vultures.

Hate that ugly, vile, filthy, evil creature.

The emergence of vultures means death and destruction. Whenever people die in the village and even just swallow their breath, vultures in the wilderness seem to receive mysterious signals. They form groups around the village, waiting to enjoy a bloody meal, how can they not get rid of it?

These ghosts are not as strong, healthy and bright as eagle falcons. They never attack head-on, but they sneak in with all the crevices and blooms and sneak in, eating the corpse to the bone, so annoying, so annoying!

“Brother...”

The white deer asked in his heart, "Did you hear that? ”

Brother wondered, “What's that noise? ”

“Vultures. ”

The white deer murmured, "In the wind and sand, vultures flutter their wings. ”

“What are you talking about? ”

Brother cared, “Deer, you're not really having a heat stroke, are you? Where's the wind coming from? ”

The white deer took a slight sip and took a deep breath, barely saying: “I'm probably too nervous. No, it's okay. ”

“Listen, for the last time, both kids have been remembered - the scorpion gang and vulture gang chasers to the south, who will soon find us here, especially the vulture gang, which has planted a number of mutant falcons that can be reconnoitred hundreds of metres high and easily spotted. ”

Boss Goldtooth knocked hard on the map, “We can't stay here, we have to go north, this way! ”

“This...”

The white deer hasn't reacted yet, and the Sea of Tibet has been foolish, "This is not the route to the Alliance's defensive zone. ”

“Who said we had to go to the Alliance? ”

Boss Goldtooth's eyes, like a lion staring at a prey, "Where the hell are you going, how are you going? I'm in charge, okay? ”

The sea of Tibet opened its mouth and finally did not speak. "Clearly. ”

“But the north is a deserted area. ”

The white deer came out of his mouth and reacted quickly, and this phrase broke, hurrying to make up for it, "I heard the schoolteacher say that the northern part of the bloody wasteland is a very horrible deserted area, where a brutal battle broke out during the Great War, leaving many minefields and radiation belts behind, as well as fully automated attack robots - no one could cross the 'North Waste deserted'. ”

“Yes, there is no ‘man’. ”

Big Goldtooth grinned, “Too bad I'm not human - I'm a demon. ”

……

They packed up and were hoping to get in.

The Golden Tooth first kicked Wanzai into the trunk and threw something into the hands of the white deer.

“What is this?”

It is a refreshing, cool bottle with the "Covenant” logo and a small sprinkler head.

“A little spray in the nose will refresh the brain and prevent heat stroke. ”

Boss Goldtooth cold-blooded, "Don't take the heat, don't get hurt, don't be my drag, or I'll kill you, okay? ”

“Understood.”

The white deer held the cooling spray tight in his palm, stunned for a moment, laughed, followed by the wilderness master, "Thank you, boss. ”

……

Huangsha rolled, wheels spinning, sandy Land Cruiser with skeletons, carrying three unmanned, ghostless guys, flying over desert deserted areas.

At first, the Goldtooth boss drove while teaching the White Deer and the Wanzao Sea two kids driving skills - in case the Scorpion Gang and the Vulture Gang catch up, the Goldtooth boss must be responsible for firing, and the two kids must learn to drive as soon as possible.

Fortunately, both kids are smart, there are no roads in the wilderness, building and traffic rules, you can tread on the throttle any way you want, the white deer and the Wanzao Sea are learning quickly, and in less than a day, they drive just as well.

“Ahhh...”

Boss Goldtooth's spirit finally relaxed, wandering around in the Land Cruiser, grabbing something from under the car seat, "Look what I found! ”