Doomsday Totem

Chapter 372 Supervision
In the noisy environment, under the warm firelight, the old wooden radio was emitting a hoarse voice.

"This is the gray dirt radio station, LW882. I am Charlie the Greyhound. The time after dinner is always so leisurely. If you are in the wilderness and look up at the stars, can you feel a moment of beauty..."

"During such a time, I want to bring you a beautiful ballad, which will be played next, "Are you okay?"

"It's snowing finely in the sky, are you okay?"

"Perhaps, you are walking on the gray land at this moment, walking through the ancient ruins, enduring pain and hunger."

"Danger is always with you. Looking at your back that day, my heart seemed to be pierced."

"I know, you are for me, for our lives."

"I light candles by the window every night, waiting for your return."

"You will come back, my love, my heart, my everything."

"Our child is about to come into this world, and I tell him your story, your bravery, and your persistence every day."

The clear voice, with a touch of sadness, spread far away through the noisy voice...

"What a broken song, change the channel." A discordant voice suddenly sounded, and the person who spoke was the Black Pig King.But when he said "change the channel", he didn't mean to change the channel, but to express his protest, because there is only one radio station in the southern cemetery, no matter whether people like to listen to it or not.

"What is the glorious legend you mentioned earlier?" Tie Slag asked seemingly casually after taking a sip of the inferior ale.

"That's an old story. It's said that a long, long time ago..." The Black Pig King's expression froze, and he said slowly, "A group of people fought, a group of people won, and a group of people lost, so they lost. I swear that I will make a comeback in the future and fight again..."

At this time, the bar owner who was eavesdropping gave him a contemptuous look and said, "Hei Zhu, if you don't know how to tell a story, don't tell it."

"You can tell if you have the ability." The black pig king said with half-closed eyes.

"Okay, let me tell you..." The bar owner put down the glass he was wiping and said, "In this land, there is an ancient prophecy that when the holy fire in the north is lit again, we will find happiness And An Ning, get out of this ghost place."

After listening to the bar owner's story, Tie Slag was silent for a long time and asked, "Do you believe in this legend?"

"Hahaha..." Seeing Tie Slag's serious expression, the Black Pig King suddenly burst out laughing.After laughing for a while, he stood up, raised his wine glass, looked around at the strong men in the hall, and asked loudly, "Do you believe in the legend of splendor?"

People were silent for a moment, and then burst into laughter.

"Hahaha..." "We have passed the age of innocence." "Fairy stories that only fools believe." "I have heard it since I was sensible, and my ears are almost callused, and I have never seen any so-called holy flames." """It's just a story to deceive children." "It is said that an old beggar made it up for begging..."

"I believe it!" A clear voice suddenly came out from the din, and everyone turned their heads to look, only to see a female waiter holding a tray, standing there pretty, with a longing look on her face.

"The little wild cat is in heat." "Hahaha..." "Come on, come on, twist your butt twice before talking." "This voice is so crisp, it must be nice to meow at night."

"I believe." The waitress said again, with unspeakable firmness shining in her big eyes.

"Son, which heartless person have you been cheated by? Tell me, and the uncle will beat him up for you." "Which bastard is it? It's fine to steal the heart and eat the meat, and it's not a thing to cheat the little girl with lies." Kill him!" The crowd yelled angrily.

"Until now... I can still remember what my mother said before she passed away..." The waitress paused, looked at the crowd, and said slowly after a while, "She grabbed my hand and said baby, no matter What is your fate, you must not give up hope, you have to believe that there is a cluster of fire in the far north, it will illuminate our path in the dark, and lead us to find happiness..."

After the waitress finished speaking, the bar fell into a long silence.

After an unknown amount of time, someone suddenly shouted: "Little wild cat, your story has touched me, and tonight I will give out three golden coins."

"Five, I'll give you five." "You poor perverts, go away, I'll give you six!" "Ten old villains, I'll give you ten old villains."

For a moment, the solemn and solemn atmosphere was shattered by the vulgar shouts, and there was nothing left.Even Tie Slag, who was always calm, couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"Brother, I think you are a character, you can't just be buried like this, or else..." The Black Pig King thought for a while and said, "Tomorrow I will take you to meet the Shepherd, he is the leader here, maybe you What do you think of the opportunity to cooperate with each other?"

"Okay." Tie Slag thought for a while, then nodded.According to Ethan's reminder, the Shepherd is a supporter of the Temple of Brilliance. If possible, he needs to get in touch with the other party.

After drinking, the Black Pig King cordially invited Tie Slag to go to the small hotel next to the bar, and even picked a good-looking bar girl for him.Because the women here are all worms, although their skin is a little rough, but there is a sense of wildness all over their bodies, with a unique style.However, Tie Slag had already made an oath to be ruthless and utterly in love, and had already looked down on the matter between this man and woman.

After leaving the bar, Tie Slag returned to the camp, and quickly fell asleep while feeling a little drunk.After several years of stable life, he got used to taking a bath every day, but here, taking a bath has become a luxury.At this moment, his whole body felt sweaty and greasy, which made him a little uncomfortable.He tried hard to think back, how did he get here when he didn't take a bath for half a year in Tieshan Town.

silent night...

The next morning, the Black Pig King came to the camp early in the morning, had a breakfast with Father Walder, and then took the iron slag to his special car—a dilapidated Great Wall pickup. After a 10-minute drive, Came to the Longhorn stronghold located in the middle of the canyon.

Looking around, this stronghold was built near the cliffs on both sides. In front of it was a high wall of half stone and half iron. On the cliffs on both sides, there were many elevators and guard posts. It was an easy-to-defend Difficult ground.

Under the leadership of the Black Pig King, Iron Slag quickly entered the meeting hall of the stronghold.This is a stone cave excavated in the mountain, about [-] square meters, with a big brazier in the middle, and more than a dozen people scattered around it.

The Shepherd was younger than Tie Slag had imagined, he looked to be in his early thirties, wearing a gold-rimmed white robe, and his gestures and gestures were elegant and calm.The Black Pig King was about to go up to greet him, but found that the Shepherd was chatting with a young man in a silver-gray protective suit, so he immediately retreated.

"What's wrong?" Tie Slag asked in a low voice.

"Overseer..." The Black Pig King glanced at the person who was talking with the Shepherd, and said in a low voice, "They are all very troublesome people, we will come back later."

But at this moment, the shepherd turned his head and looked over, saw the black pig queen, immediately nodded his head and said: "Dear black king, good morning."

"Shepherd, good morning." After being discovered, the Black Pig King had no choice but to greet him.

"Come here, let me introduce you..." The Shepherd beckoned to the Black Pig King, then looked at the young man beside him, and introduced, "This is Lord Wu Zhuo, from the Central Continent, a Great Overseer."

"Hello, Master Wu Zhuo." The Black Pig King stepped forward and bowed in greeting.

"I heard that your nickname is Black Pig?" Wu Zhuo asked with a smile.

"Yes, my lord." The Black Pig King replied respectfully. If the supervisors were upset and said that the morality of this place was corrupt, they would attract the cleaning team of the temple and burn more than 30 people here.

"This nickname really suits you. You look black and fat, you really look like a pig." Wu Zhuo said half-jokingly.

"Yes... yes." The Black Pig King said with his head down.

Looking at the former, whose humility was beyond words, Iron Slag, who was standing a few meters away, felt an unspeakable sadness in his heart.This black man with extraordinary strength is bowing his knees in front of this little man at this moment, he really can't stand it anymore, he just wants to turn around and leave.As far as he knew, the status of these supervisors was lower than that of the Templars' retinues, but now they were so arrogant and domineering. Who gave them such rights?

"Is that your friend? What kind of pig is it? A skinny pig?" Wu Zhuo joked, pointing at Tie Slag.However, only he himself finds this joke funny, and the person involved will only feel insulted.At this moment, Tie Slag lowered his head and covered his headgear, not daring to show his true face, because these inspectors are the minions of the temple, so facing Wu Zhuo's question, he chose to remain silent, hoping to reduce the opponent's suspicion with a low-key attitude. s concern.

"He's just my follower. He went to find a box a few days ago, but the skin on his face was rotten." The Black Pig King said quickly.

"How bad is it? Can it grow back?" Wu Zhuo asked curiously.

"It's... hard to say..." The Black Pig King replied.

"Hey, come here and show me. I've only seen pictures of radiation damage in books, but I haven't seen the real situation." Wu Zhuo said, pointing at Tie Slag.But in the face of his questioning, the latter stood motionless, neither speaking nor coming over.Seeing this, Wu Zhuo frowned slowly. This lowly bug dared to disrespect him as a supervisor, and he was courting death.

"He's dumb, he can't speak, and his face is full of pus..." The Black Pig King quickly stepped forward and explained.

"Am I asking you?" Wu Zhuo glanced at the former and asked impatiently.

Iron Slag hidden in the hood suddenly narrowed his eyes and clenched his fists.But he didn't dare to make a move, even if it only took one finger to kill this person.He knew that if the supervisor died here, the shepherd might not be able to deal with the anger of the temple. He could just leave, but not the 30 people living here.In the tense atmosphere, the shepherd who had been silent all this time spoke.

"My lord, in order to welcome your arrival, I have specially prepared a rich breakfast, please move to the lounge to enjoy."

"I don't want to eat now..." Wu Zhuo's eyes suddenly became straight when he was halfway through the words.Following his gaze, he saw a young and beautiful girl walking slowly with a silver breakfast plate.Not long after, the supervisor recovered from his sluggishness, glanced left and right, coughed lightly, and reluctantly followed the girl's footsteps to the lounge.

Seeing Wu Zhuo's leaving back, the Black Pig King bared his teeth and showed a fierce look on his face. If he hadn't been afraid of the other party's identity, he would have punched him to pieces.

(End of this chapter)