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Chapter 240 Dead Volcano

The status quo is clarified.

The opponent is very strong, no matter where it is, it is very difficult for Ning Luo, who has not yet refined the god, to win.

The only thing he could rely on was the undamaged Fire Spirit Orb.

Therefore, good steel must be used on the blade, and this Fire Spirit Orb must be reserved for the King of Sinister.

But there is no other way.

"In short, there are two ways."

"One is to find the king of cunning and go straight to Huanglong, and the other is to find the holy fruit and save the country."

Ning Luo stroked his chin, and made a decision in his heart.

Although the holy fruit can't give him the power of body training in the past, it can at least solve the disadvantages of congenital weakness, which is not only a good strategy, but also a long-term benefit.

Ning Luo's eyes sank slightly, and he thought to himself: "Contrast reality with reality, mines correspond to volcanoes, I have to find a safe landing point."

Ning Luo gazed into the distance, but saw that the mine and the town were separated by thousands of miles of plains, with hundreds of acres of fertile land.

"Tsk, it's too far away"

Towns seem like a safe place to land.

Because Cang Ming has gone through catastrophes in the past, when he wakes up from the dream, the town will also be reduced to dilapidated ruins.

There are many bunkers hiding in the ruins, and it is perfect for guarding against the feathers patrolling in the sky.

But it's a pity that the journey is far away, and with Ning Luo's current pace, it takes too much time to waste.

Paradise cannot last long.

Not only because after a long time, the weirdness in it will realize that this is a dream.It is also because of the restriction that he must return to the village at night, that Ning Luo has no extra time to waste time going back and forth.

So I went to the town to explore, I can only wait for the next opportunity to talk about it.

Then leave it to Ning Luo's safe house
Ning Luo narrowed his eyes and looked around, and happened to meet Chi Qian, the supervisor.

Chi Qian looked at Ning Luo, and could see that he was particularly irritable: "Look at your father! I don't have a mining area, do I? Are you cheap? Ah?!"

Ning Luo's eyes were slightly cold, unmoved.

Small indifference can lead to big plans, and Ning Luo didn't want to bear the burden of humiliation, but he knew that he couldn't stimulate Chi Qian, otherwise the dream would collapse.

But when he cast his eyes on Chi Qianzhi, he suddenly caught a glimpse of piles of black ore beside him.

Ning Luo had an inspiration!

"Black Mine."

"That's right, when I was in the forge before, the black gold ore could be preserved from the dreamland to the paradoxical realm. This thing seems to be able to withstand the erosion of time."

"Then, why don't I build a safe house myself?"

Since the shovel can penetrate the virtual and the real, there is no reason why the black gold ore safehouse built by Ning Luo cannot do it.

The only variable is that Ning Luo does not know whether the lava of the volcano can melt the black gold ore.

But you shouldn't worry too much about that.

If the volcano in the paradox is alive, most of the traversers will be killed by the plot.

So logically, this shouldn't happen.

Ning Luo had a plan in mind, acted swiftly and immediately.

Chi Qian's harsh words couldn't move Ning Luo, and couldn't even get him an insignificant provocation.

Because Ning Luo didn't want to talk to animals, and there was no need to be angry with a dead person.

If speaking human words was useful, Chi Qian wouldn't be reduced to being weird.

Isn't that the reason?

A detour, bypassing the field of vision.

Ning Luo and Chi Qian are separated by a small black mountain, just in the blind spot.

In front of a group of miners, he moved a large-capacity mine cart by himself, and put it upside down on the ground, shaped like a steel parasol.

The handle of the minecart jammed into the ground, leaving a gap wide enough for a man to slip through.

Ning Luo tried his best to remove the black gold ore one by one, and piled them around the mine, forming a mound about two people high.

The mine car Montenegro, piled mines on three sides, and opened one side of the net.

The left side is naturally the entrance for Ning Luo to climb in, and after he climbs in, he can use the black ore left under the mine cart to seal the gap left, and he can also retrieve it at any time.

Although the design is rough, Ning Luo's physical strength is not enough to make it more refined.

The safe house was ready, and the miners who were digging on the side just glanced at it in confusion, and then continued to dig hard on their own.

As Ning Luo expected, the miners are the memory of this soil, but not the ghosts in the dream.

Or they can also be understood as NPCs without autonomous AI.

There are conversations between NPCs, and that's because it's their recalled memories.

But they didn't have enough self-awareness to talk to Ning Luo, they just kept repeating their lines and gave a little interaction when Ning Luo approached.

The only ones with normal intelligence are foremen like Chi Qian.

Because they are tricky.

The inference is accurate.

Ning Luo took the pickaxe from the tool rack, then got under the mine cart, and then blocked the only gap.

As for how to leave the dreamland, it couldn't be simpler.

Push the rock down the mountain, knock down the miner, as long as Chi Qian notices something abnormal, the dream will fade away.

Ning Luo deliberately knocked two small pieces of black gold ore to attract Chi Qian's attention.But when Chi Qian came over following the sound, what he saw was words spelled out of ore on the ground.

dog.

"?"

Chi Qian was furious, and roared loudly: "Which dog did it?!"

But this was an off-script interference, so the miner didn't answer him.

They just looked back at Chi Qian, and then at the eye-catching dog on the ground. Although the corners of their mouths couldn't hold back their smile, they turned their heads silently as if they were strictly following the procedure.

Chi Qian asked the question loudly, but he didn't seem to ask anything.

The miner didn't answer, but seemed to answer everything.

The atmosphere fell into an odd silence.

This strange episode ignited the overwhelming anger in Chi Qian's heart, but it also broke the balance of the mine.

"I'll ask again for the last time, who did it?!"

Chi Qian pulled her neck, furious!
But the miners simply repeated their earlier moves.

They turned their heads, glanced at Chiqian again in confusion, and then glanced at the word "dog".

In the end, he suppressed a smile and turned his head silently.

It's like a robot without self-awareness.

Chi Qian's face froze, this weird sense of disobedience overwhelmed his anger, and made him suddenly wake up.

Something is wrong!
These people seem to have their hearts ripped out, they don't seem to be real?

It's a dream!
How to wake up the weird dream?
Ning Luo woke up the craftsman with his own hands last time, but this time, he chose to let Chi Qian wake up by himself.

Chi Qian's uncontrollable rage finally turned into a scorching flame, spreading along his twelve pairs of ribs, and then shooting out from his shoulder blades!

The scorching flames pulled out two scarlet scarlet blood feathers. The bright colors of the feathers were particularly exaggerated, even comparable to light pollution.

Ning Luo looked out through the cracks in the stone, but saw that Chi Qian's body instantly disintegrated.

Apart from the pair of exaggerated wings, there was also a long dark red feather erected on top of his head.

The skin of his lower jaw then became swollen, and it seemed that pus was brewing and churning in it, expanding more and more.

From Ning Luo's perspective, the most straightforward perception is probably an enlarged thyroid.

Chi Qian's plump neck was like a suffocating toad, and lava-like burn marks spread across his skin, which looked very strange.

Is it for breathing fire?
Ning Luo didn't know.

He just frowned, especially puzzled.

Even if it is imitating the food pouches of some birds, or the organs used to store flames, it is still too redundant.

Die can use every part of his body, but it seems that the monsters in the underworld are not like this.They have useless organs, such as the flamboyant and showy long feather on their heads.

this design
Ning Luo has seen it in the animal world.

Some birds have strange shapes, which are actually for courtship.

When Ning Luo heard it for the first time, he was confused because even though he was a human being, he didn't understand the aesthetics of birds.

But some birds can even spit out sarcoma as capital for courtship. Is it possible for such a pathological courtship to succeed?

It's really good.

Because the vast majority of wild animals are different from humans, their image is second in their mate selection, and their sense of security is the first.

Those ugly birds with redundant sarcoids are able to court because they have proven themselves capable.

The signal they send out is: Even if my tumor is bigger than other birds, I still live better than them.

In other words, even if I give them two arms, even if I have completely useless organs, I can hang them!

This is a redundant and unnecessary display.

As shallow as a pond.

With the strange changes in the depth of the pool, the whole mine was shaken.

Cobweb-like cracks spread all the way down from the top of the mountain, even engulfing the entire field!

The wildfire is raging, and the heat wave is empty!
The scorching magma rushed up from the cracks in the field, but the moment it fell, it cooled down into indigo basalt, covering the fertile field that was originally full of greenery.

Ning Luo couldn't see these.

All he knew was that the ground beneath him had changed color inexplicably, and the entire mine was also trembling, as if some kind of terrible disaster was brewing in the rocks.

"Isn't this volcano still alive???"

"Should not be"

Ning Luo pursed her lips, concentrating on it.

He thought that if the lava poured down, even if he knocked himself out with a punch, he couldn't stand still.

But fortunately, the volcano did not erupt in the end, but gradually quieted down.

Ning Luo didn't dare to relax, let alone take a breath.

He lay prone on the ground, his fingers quietly stuck into the black mine between the edge of the mine cart and the basalt.

The cracks in the rocks widened a bit, but the field of vision was still limited.

But it was enough for Ning Luo to understand the situation.

Chi Qian completed the strange change.

As far as physique is concerned, although his figure looks a bit strong, it is actually just a visual effect.

Because Chiqian's original muscular body has swelled several times, like raised hills, and lava-like blue veins are all over the body, which is completely weird.

The pair of gorgeous blood feathers had a wingspan of about ten feet, and even compared to this muscular body, it seemed extremely out of proportion.

Plus those two compass-like thin feet.
"Well!"

Ning Luo pressed his chest, resisting the discomfort in his stomach, and nearly rolled over.

None of the taboos and weirdness could make him feel so queasy, but this birdman did.

This alone is enough for it to be proud for a lifetime.

Big neck fire bag, compass feet, sick muscles, flamboyant feathers, plus the long blood-colored feathers on its head.
After Ning Luo regained his composure, he frowned, with some vague guesses in his heart.

Just now the fire pouch and long feathers reminded him of the courtship of birds, and coupled with such a distorted shape, Ning Luo's conjecture was confirmed.

There seems to be some kind of law in the strange changes.

No matter the Shushu of the forge or the birdman of the volcano, they all have particularly obvious image characteristics.

But now there are too few samples and time is short, Ning Luo has no time to think about it.

He peeked left and right through the cracks in the stone, but saw that the landform of the mine had also changed a lot.

The original mine was deserted, in stark contrast to the fertile soil below the mountain.

Whether this terrain is reasonable or not is left aside for the time being.At least in the original mine, even the tangled grass could not be seen, and that was indeed seen by Ning Luo with his own eyes.

But today's situation is different.

The volcano was covered with black charred wood, which even helped Ningluo cover the mine pile.

Although it looks like a dead branch, it is obviously a plant with extremely tenacious vitality that can survive in the lava to this day.

Fortunately, with the natural shelter of ebony, Ningluo's safety factor is a bit higher.

The bird woke up leisurely, and the first thing he did when he woke up was to open his feathers, as if to show off his figure.

Ning Luo adapted quite quickly, so this time he was not nauseated to the point of nausea.

However, Niaogui's IQ seems to be a bit lower than Ning Luo expected.

Because it didn't notice any abnormalities at all after waking up from the dream.

Even if there was a pile of black gold ore in the ebony bush not far away, it didn't notice it.

It just shook its wings, fluttered with all its strength, and barely took off.

Ning Luo realized that he overestimated it.

"Uh"

"No, is your wingspan just growing on that gorgeous feather?"

Ning Luo couldn't hold back anymore.

He didn't know if it was the bird's wings that were flashy, or its muscles were too heavy, which made flying difficult for Chi Qian.

At least when approaching the volcano for the first time, the flight advantage of these birds is not reflected in speed.

It may not be uncommon to see shotguns shot down on planes and put them on them.

It's just that Niaogui's movements were slow, making Ning Luo feel a little tormented.

Because the rocks here are very hot.

Ning Luo was lying on the ground now, but he didn't dare to make any abnormal movements.

Even though Niaogui is not very smart, his wild intuition and hearing ability cannot be underestimated.

So he could only endure the scorching of the mountain rock with his weak body.

Ning Luo clenched his teeth, his eyes were about to split.

He can bear it, even if the flesh and blood are scorched and rolled, he can still grit his teeth and persevere.

But the problem is, the temperature of this mountain rock is enough to fry eggs.

Although Ning Luo has also heard of it, some special destiny can make the transmigrator change their sex and experience the life of the opposite sex.

But Ning Luo is strong and strong, and he doesn't intend to ruin his reputation in this life.

Fortunately, Chi Qian finally flew up before he failed.

Perhaps it was because the red feathers on the wings were too long, so when the bird was flying, it would make a fluttering sound.

Thanks to the time, Ning Luo quietly removed the small pile of black gold ore blocking the entrance, took the pickaxe, and slowly climbed out.

He hunched over, lying in the ebony bushes.

However, the mountains and plains are full of ebony, and there are hundreds of streams of lava passing through the ebony, which looks particularly dangerous.

"Huh" Ning Luo took a deep breath, "In short, we have successfully passed through, and the next goal is to find the bird's nest!"

However, when he raised his eyes, he caught a glimpse of huge bird's nests made of wooden branches on the mountainside.

Ning Luo's expression froze.

He opened his mouth slightly and blinked his eyes in disbelief.

"No, your lair. Can't you hide it?"

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