Return from the second dimension

The beard knows very well that he can't say anything now.

Just think that what just happened is just a dream, you know it, you don't need to tell others.

If you really do this, you are actually cheating your companions.

The most important point is to tell the truth by yourself, other companions may not believe it.

All the monks now believe that it is their own power to eliminate these reapers.

But I don't want to think about my own strength, how can I wipe out all these harvesters without any damage?

The truth, hey, bearded knows.

It was the strong man who destroyed the patrol ship and brought time to a standstill, and changed the memories of all monks except him.

Now that he even disguised himself as a dead companion, he mixed into the team and didn't know what to do?

Thinking of this, Beard secretly looked at the monk who "resurrected from the dead", but he was not familiar with.

Everyone is a survivor, and they are in the same secret base, and they don't touch each other at all.

This time, when performing the task, we got together temporarily.

What is his name and which sect he comes from, perhaps no one will ever know.

What makes Big Beard puzzled is why he erased the memory of others, but let him go?

It cannot be denied that the other party really helped and saved the lives of all the monks.

It's just a dignified and powerful person, why do you want to pretend to be an ordinary monk?

Being unable to understand Tang Zhen's true purpose, and unable to speak out, made Bearded feel very uncomfortable.

"Why are you still in a daze? Clean up the battlefield and evacuate to a safe area!"

The leader of the team yelled at the beard, feeling a little bit ungrateful.

"You guy, aren't you scared by the Reaper?"

A companion asked with a smile, of course there was no malice.

"It should be prepared to die together, but in the end there was no chance to make a heroic sacrifice, so the mental state did not adjust.

But having said that, death is easy, but living is really hard."

Another companion said, sighing in his tone.

The conclusion he reached obviously came from fabricated memory, but he didn't find anything wrong at all.

Hearing his companion's laughter, the bearded man lowered his head, sweeping the battlefield silently.

He didn't want to say anything now, just kept thinking about what happened just now, and it felt really incredible.

From time to time, he secretly raised his head, looked at that special companion, and then quickly lowered his head.

It turned out that the other party was talking and laughing at the moment, and there was nothing unusual at all.

For the peeping of the beard, it seemed that he hadn't seen it at all.

The monks cooperated with each other to quickly decompose and clean the corpses of those harvesters.

The corpses of these harvesters contain a lot of useful things and have a high recovery value.

This special combat weapon can be used as a combination of liquid metal and various weapons, as if plasticine is stuffed with marbles.

An inconspicuous sphere in the body, once activated, will be a powerful weapon.

Using high-tech means and space technology, huge weapons can be compressed to the limit without affecting the effect of use.

Indigenous monks lacking weapons and equipment will certainly not miss these spoils, ready to take them back for their own use, or trade with other monks.

It didn't take long for the battlefield to be cleared.

Using the fastest means to clean up the remaining traces, a group of monks quickly evacuated the battlefield.

All they can do is that, they dare not stay for too long, lest they be tracked by other harvesters.

In the process of evacuation, the traces have to be erased continuously, which can be said to be extremely cautious.

It took four or five hours before the monks got into a secret cave, and they were secretly relieved.

Today's ambush was lucky enough to be a complete victory, which really exceeded everyone's expectations.

Before the action, they were all prepared to sacrifice, after all, the reapers were really hard to deal with.

A fluke is a fluke, but victory is undeniable.

The faces of a group of monks were full of happy smiles, and they seemed very relaxed between words.

Some people have even thought about how to brag after returning.

Only the bearded man remained silent.

After bypassing the hidden hole, a spacious space appeared in front of you, which was the secret base of the surviving monks.

In order to prevent being discovered by the reaper, a special rune array is arranged at the entrance and exit here.

You can't trace to the door, you can't crack the rune array, and you can't find this hidden space.

In the slightly dim cave, monks can be seen from time to time, some are talking in low voices, and some are trading.

No matter what you do, you deliberately lower your voice, as subtle as a gnat.

Although he was not worried about the sound, the monk in adversity still remained cautious.

Seeing the big beard and others returning, surprise flashed in the eyes of some monks, and they seemed very surprised.

They all knew very well what task the bearded people were performing.

Cover the evacuation of large forces, block possible enemies, and delay as much as possible.

A seemingly simple task, but hidden great danger.

It doesn't matter if there is no chase, once the chase does appear, the battle will inevitably be unavoidable.

The monks are very clear about the strength of the Reapers, knowing the dangers they will encounter after being responsible.

Once the battle really broke out, the cultivator who was responsible for the death would not have a chance to come back alive.

"You guys, it's really bad luck that you didn't run into chasing soldiers!"

A sloppy monk sitting on the side of the road stretched out his hand to say hello, apparently knowing everyone.

"Who said that we have killed ten Reapers, and they are still unscathed!"

After hearing what the sloppy monk said, one of the monks in the team immediately retorted.

"What did you say, annihilated all the reapers!"

After hearing this sentence, the surrounding monks cast their surprised eyes again.

They couldn't believe that they could hunt and kill ten reapers unscathed just by the beard and others!

There are also some monks, staring at the storage bags on their bodies, eyes as if they have hooks.

If this is the case, killing the beards and others of the ten harvesters will surely be extremely rewarding.

Maybe you can discuss it, try to exchange it again, and get back something useful to you.

At this moment, the beard and others became the object of attention of the monks, and people continued to gather.

In addition to being curious and wanting to exchange supplies, you also need to inquire about the Reaper.

Becoming the focus of everyone's attention, the monks who participated in the war were also very excited, and quickly told about their previous experience.

Their descriptions are vivid, giving people a kind of immersive feeling, and they are constantly uttering admiration.

Only the bearded monk, bowed his head in silence, looked very worried.

Upon seeing this, the onlookers did not care too much.

Because of this terrible catastrophe, all the surviving monks suffered heavy losses, and their personalities became strange and gloomy.

It is quite normal not to like the crowded environment and to show off the merits of winning.

They didn't know that Beard's mood at the moment was actually extremely nervous.

Because he suddenly discovered that the strong man of unknown origin was silently looking at every monk.

"My boy, what the hell is he doing?"

The beard was very worried, for fear that Tang Zhen would be wrong.

If that's the case, bringing him into the secret base would not harm everyone.

But after another thought, I felt it was impossible.

If Tang Zhen had a bad heart, he didn't need to spend so much time and effort. It would definitely be easy to kill these monks.

"Don't say anything, let's see it again..."

The bearded man made up his mind, continued to pretend to be dumb, and then secretly observed Tang Zhen.