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Chapter 184 Crash
To be on the safe side, Li Sheng took out the [Death Note] and distributed it to everyone to make a new prediction.

The prediction results were slightly different from the last time. Li Sheng himself was still killed by the siege of others. London girl Catherine's head exploded, Midnight Howl was electrocuted into charcoal, Zhao Zijing vomited out her internal organs, and the bandaged man was torn into pieces by an invisible force.
The background of all the paintings is this meadow, except for two.

One photo shows Mendoza being cut in half, with his lower body falling on the grass and his upper body climbing towards the road, his eyes full of regret and despair.

The other is Zhao Zijing's prediction painting, where she kneels in a mud pit, in front of a dried corpse with a mission battery stuck in its chest. Her own head is pierced by her own metal arrow.

".How come these pictures are so meaningless?"

The red driver frowned and said, "It doesn't reveal who the murderer is at all. We only know that the death scene took place in the grass."

Zhao Zijing looked at her own prediction painting without saying a word. Her metal arrow was made of telekinetic-friendly materials, a bit like the arrow of Yondu in "Guardians of the Galaxy". It could hit whatever it pointed at, and it had speed, flexibility, and destructive power, making it a magical weapon for beating weak opponents.

Only a transcendent being who has the same telekinetic system and is far stronger than her could possibly snatch away the right to use the arrow.

Could there be someone else in the bush? And what about that dried corpse?

"Don't add more entities if it's not necessary. There are too many potential possibilities. Without further clues, thinking more is just wild guesses."

Li Sheng said casually. As the owner, he knew too well the deceptive nature of the Death Note. It would be better not to believe it at all.

"The most urgent task is to find out where the mission target is."

Li Sheng asked several other companions to stay where they were and used the radar instrument to summon the blue arrow.

He rode the bat-wing motorcycle and drove two kilometers along the straight road, also using the radar instrument to summon arrows.

The inclination angles of the two arrows were very close, and it was not until Li Sheng drove another two kilometers that a slight deviation appeared.

Li Sheng rode back and explained the situation to the others, "It is basically certain that the final location where we are required to install the battery in the mission objective is in this area, but it is very far away, about 70 to 80 kilometers away.

Anyone among you have a way to fly, such as being able to summon a bird-shaped Pokémon, so that you can fly to a high place and have a good look."

"You might as well just give me your ID card."

The Red Racer complained, then obediently took out the Poké Ball, called out the Pidgeot, and let it fly high into the sky for reconnaissance.

Later, the Pidgeot swooped back and called out twice. The driver translated for him, "My Pidgeot said that this road stretches all the way forward with no end in sight. The grassland is also very vast, and all you see is the same scenery. There are no special landmarks to be found."

Midnight Howl was stunned for a moment. "Didn't it just beep twice? How did you hear so much from it?"

The driver seemed to have been asked this question many times, and he said helplessly: "First of all, trainers with tacit understanding can partially understand what Pokémon says, and secondly, I have my own unique skills."

The driver once drank a bottle of high-quality consumable potion called "Dolittle's Trouble", which was taken from the classic fairy tale "Doctor Dolittle". After drinking it, he could understand the language of animals and Pokémon.

(Only limited to animals with language ability and basic intelligence, animals with low intelligence will not work)

However, being able to understand a language is not always a good thing.

After his Pokémon discovered that he could communicate, they began to make some demands, such as changing the type of food every week, asking to watch TV every day, asking to buy a jacuzzi, etc.

Li Sheng pondered for a moment and looked carefully at the tall grass on the roadside.

These herbs are very similar to the elephant grass native to Africa in the real world. They have upright stems, about 3 to 4 meters high, and linear and flat leaves.

The arrangement of its roots is irregular and does not seem to be artificially planted.

He decisively took out twenty large packages from the high-rise warehouse, each package was packed in a black plastic bag, and wrapped with hemp rope to form human shapes of different sizes. It looked like there were even children and elderly people in wheelchairs.

Li Sheng put on a raincoat and rubber gloves, poured gasoline on the human-shaped packages, and then threw them all into the grass.

"hiss--"

He lit the cigarette, took a puff, and threw it away. The flames spread along the gasoline road and immediately a blazing column of fire rose up.

Li Sheng turned around and found that everyone else had strange expressions. He smiled and said comfortingly, "Don't worry, they are just some dead people."

"What else do you think we are doubting?!"

The red driver couldn't help but complain. If he hadn't been unable to defeat the ant, he would have wanted to report this person to the Special Affairs Bureau. In fact, these plastic bags did not contain dead bodies, but solid alcohol specially used for starting fires. Not only would the burning of dead bodies have a distinct barbecue smell, but they would also leak oil, reducing the combustion efficiency. They were not qualified fuel.

Crackling!

The fire burned for a long time, but only burned a small area.

The grass has a high water content and is difficult to burn. This means that you can't use gasoline to ignite a large area of ​​grass at once to clear the road.

"Tsk, luckily we still have plenty of time."

Li Sheng smacked his lips unhappily, opened the three-dimensional warehouse, took out polyester cloth, helium tanks, aluminum alloy materials, welding tools, etc., put on a single-soldier mechanical exoskeleton, and started welding on the spot.

Each of the exoskeleton's robotic arms holds a welding gun, which quickly welds the aluminum alloy into a frame shape, and then uses scissors to cut and sew the polyester cloth to form a bag that is wide at the top and narrow at the bottom.

Finally, add a propane burner and in less than fifteen minutes, a simple hot air balloon is assembled.

Even though there are many talented people in the gaming community, including people from all walks of life, it is rare to find someone as dexterous and versatile as Li Sheng.

The red driver was amazed and couldn't help asking, "Where did you learn all this?"

"When I was a kid, I watched the British show "Art Creation" introduced by the Little Dragon Club, and learned it from Uncle Neil."

Li Sheng said casually, adjusting the combustion rate of the propane burner, and inadvertently dropped a paper crane on the ground.

This action was very covert, and Midnight Howl and the others did not notice it. However, Zhao Zijing, who was used to using telekinesis to maintain basic reconnaissance, did notice it, but did not say anything.

The British girl Catherine asked, "Art Creation? What is that?"

"Huh?" Li Sheng stopped what he was doing and said indignantly, "You are a native of England and you have never seen Art Creations? I can only say that you have very poor taste and are destined to live a failed life."

Having seen Li Sheng's methods, Catherine did not dare to refute at all, and explained awkwardly: "Maybe my parents were very strict when I was a child and did not allow me to watch TV for too long."

After this episode, Li Sheng adjusted the burner. He did not rush to ask everyone to board the hot air balloon, but was busy for a while.

First, three large hydrogen balloons were released. The tails of the balloons were tied together with lines that were hundreds of meters long. The ends of the lines were connected to aluminum alloy plates, which were deeply inserted into the mud on the side of the road for fixation.

In this way, a coordinate is created, so you can know where the highway is no matter how far away you are.

In addition, Li Sheng also hung a mirror on each hydrogen balloon to reflect light.

After making all the preparations, he gathered everyone to board the hot air balloon, and with the Popo bird fanning the air (the hot air balloon itself has no ability to control its direction and needs to rely on external wind), it floated towards the target location.

When we really got above the grassland, the word "boundless" suddenly became convincing. Everywhere we looked, the scenery was the same.

The surrounding environment was dead silent. The moon in the night sky was not a real moon, but a very far away light source (Li Sheng had used a telescope to look at it and found that there were no lunar craters on it).

The atmosphere became increasingly depressing. Li Sheng took out a laser rangefinder telescope, looked at the hydrogen balloon in the distance, and calculated the relative distance.

hum!
Suddenly, some high-frequency vibration sound was heard, and the metal arrow inserted in Zhao Zijing's boot flew up by itself, vibrating violently and turning in direction, pointing at everyone.

The driver said nervously, "Ms. Zhao?!"

"not me!"

Veins bulged on Zhao Zijing's forehead, and it was obvious that he was struggling.

The metal arrow suddenly broke away from her control and shot out at lightning speed, first piercing the Pidgeot, then quickly flying back, piercing the hot air balloon and tearing a huge wound.

All this happened in a flash. As soon as Li Sheng put down the telescope, the hot air balloon lost its lift and fell towards the grass below, first slowly and then quickly.

Ordinary people like Mendoza screamed in fear, and Li Sheng, who was not wearing a rocket backpack exoskeleton to save weight, also fell straight down.

His first thought was not that he was attacked by a superhuman, but rather—

Damn, I’ve been playing those big jokes every day, and now I’ve crashed too.

what can i say,荜蜉,out.
(End of this chapter)