The mother planet secretly transformed without telling us

The tip of the long-handled mace that was chopped into pieces by a knife and covered with sharp spikes was deeply embedded in the center of his chest, almost completely penetrating him. Blood flowed freely from his chest, back and back. It can be said that his physical fitness is quite good.

"Hehe, hehe." Olson's face gradually lost color, "Don't even think about getting anything from me!"

"Tsk, Teacher Cang wants your witchcraft bag making skills, maybe you can try to work on it?"

After all, Lao Wang's attitude and tone were indeed a bit irritating.

Olson's chest rose and fell sharply several times, and he gritted his teeth and said: "You guys, don't expect to get any benefits. Pirates will not leave gifts to anyone. Vikings are not afraid of death!"

Li Cang fiddled with the mace embedded in Olson's body: "Treating an injury of this degree may cost four to five figures. You don't seem to be worth the price. Damn it, let's patch it up for this guy." Blood bar."

Li Laixi was stunned for a moment, and soon understood what Li Cang meant. It was to replenish blood, but not to treat injuries. A few coins would be enough.

A green light, as warm as love, nourished Olson's body and mind. Olson even cursed loudly: "Fuck you, damn #￥%..."

"Look, at least you have the right to choose to prolong or end the pain, right?" Li Cang searched Olson's body and found a bloodline fragment and a skill seed on the back surface of his armor. Satisfied, he put it in his pocket and said, "Do you have Viking ancestry? If you decide quickly, I can even consider giving you a decent Viking funeral. Speaking of which, you guys are not particular about whether you will enter the Hall of Valor based on the dignity of the funeral." How high is your status? Or maybe you can just go to the Hall of the Dead and be locked up by Hella and drink goat urine to quench your thirst?"

Olsen's blood-red eyes were as wide as those of a cow, and the blood gurgling from his chest was almost as fast as the Baotu Spring in front of the unexcavated subway line: "You, you, you."

Lao Wang touched his arm and felt an inexplicable coldness. Why on earth did I become friends with this guy? It must be because he would die if he didn't become friends, right?

As the saying goes: The dragon and the tiger fight against the flowers on the other side, and I also want to have a family after I die.

People are either stronger or more fragile when they are dying. People with faith like Olson will most likely choose the latter, just like people always become brainless when they are in love. This is not derogatory, but It is determined by biological characteristics.

"I want a beautiful Agatha from the Buried Slave Bar. She's very suitable. She has legs as long and straight as a mast. A bust that's fuller than an oak barrel and more."

"I have everything in my dream. It would be nice if I could give you a boat. Why are you staring at me? The most I can do is exchange the fuel for you into wine."

"ff"

Li Cang accepted Olson's inheritance with satisfaction.

In fact, this group of people don’t have much wealth. People who make quick money usually find it difficult to retain wealth. They are not greedy for enjoyment, but afraid of not being able to enjoy it.

Some gold and gems buried in the cellar, a bunch of looted weapon materials, and a few coins, that's all. As for the living cattle and sheep, there are also meat, wine, and grain reserves. The journey is too far. Carry it, leave a little behind, and let Li Leisi sacrifice it directly to get rid of the problem.

Lao Wang grabbed a handful of gold coins and tossed them around: "Don't tell me, these people are a bit romantic. It's pretty cool to cast your own gold coins for fun."

He had seen this kind of gold coins with rough workmanship and exotic designs in movies before, and he always found them interesting.

Although gold can only be sacrificed for a few coins, the value of this thing does not decrease because of this. In many large-scale settlements or bases that have been developed, the value of gold has increased a lot due to industrial needs and other reasons.

Li Cang found more than two hundred witchcraft bags, more than a hundred of which were empty. The others either had witchcraft sealed or servants of fate or walking dead beasts sealed, and it was not convenient to take them apart for the time being.

"What kind of boat are we really going to get him for cremation?"

"Although we can't make a witchcraft bag, we still have to talk about the basic integrity of human beings. The dead are the most important."

"Then you crushed this person to death with your own hands. How dare you leave him here with me?"

"Did he die when I pinched him?"

"???"

Of course, he couldn't kidnap Agatha from the tavern to be Olson's funeral slave at the helm. He could probably simplify it all, get a door panel and tie Olson up. This is the boat. Pour some wine on it. Then push down along the edge of the land mass.

"No, aren't you allowed to shoot an arrow and set it on fire? You just threw it away?"

"There is lava down there. Why should I light a fire?"

Wang suffocated.

Good guy, if you are disappointed with the witchcraft bag thing, then you will simplify the funeral by several steps, right?

The gangsters were extremely skillful in raiding the welcome den and even roasted the cattle and sheep into dried meat and carried them on their backs. The time finally came in the early morning, and Li Cang and the four of them continued on their way.

Although Teacher Cang suffered a serious injury that cannot be cured without praying, he is still very satisfied with the results of this battle. The satisfaction lies not in the gains, but in the whole process of in-depth communication. Almost no skills or abilities were used - "Conquered the enemy solely by his majestic force value."

Teacher Cang used this as evidence to insist that his special training (mainly referring to working around the clock on those big iron eggs) has achieved important results in stages, so it is time to usher in a reasonable holiday!

Li Leisi sneered: "Okay, then you can do it. Anyway, it's really useless to practice it over and over again. It's better to change it to specialize in the ability to withstand blows."

This "fuck" is not necessarily "fuck", the so-called "fuck" refers to the "fuck" in the physical sense, which is the abbreviation of "lying in that groove".

As we all know, if you want to prevent the big iron egg from running around, you must need a base and a track.

Li Leisi asked Lao Wang to cast the track into an "S" shape, sometimes into an "∞" shape, and sometimes into an "O" shape. Sometimes two big and one small are placed in one base, and sometimes two small and one big are placed. The whole island complained and suffered unspeakably.

Li Cang was shocked when he heard this. No matter how hard it is to play the big iron egg, it is better than being played by the big iron egg. He has a very clear view of this matter.

Li Cang, who failed in his rebellion, began to complain that Lao Wang refused to join in the event, but Lao Wang patted his belly happily: "I think iron ball is good, look at my abdominal muscles, they are all showing, isn't it handsome!"

Li Cang:ヽ(゜Q。)ノ？

Master Wang carries a lot of strange buffs, but there is one buff that is more professional than his profession - that is his mixed fat. Even when he was working out the craziest before the disaster, Lao Wang's fat and muscles were inseparable like the two sides of the Taiwan Strait.

Strict diet, carefully matched fat burning and muscle-building packages, regular work and rest, appropriate Chinese patent medicines and Western medicine hormones, after these thirteen moves, even Li Leisi... cough. Even if you put a pig on it, you can get half of the Tianpeng Marshal, but Lao Wang doesn't. His fat is indeed purified, but it has also become indestructible.

Li Cang once thought that Lao Wang's fat was more valuable for research than his spine, but unfortunately the old professor who lived next door had no interest in it and cruelly rejected Lao Wang's application for admission on the grounds that his major was not related. As a result, Master Wang lost his iron rice bowl.

It's so funny, you have a fart line!

Lao Wang was not happy and lifted his clothes: "Look, look, show me, you dare to say this is not a vest line??"

"Ah, right, right."

They were tired of each other and parted unhappily.

On the road, in addition to the welcoming bunker, there were many similar buildings from the edge of the land mass to the castle on the horizon in the back, and there were even several narrow paths. This place has been developed quite well by the survivors. Along the way, there were houses, pastures and food crops, and almost no threatening beasts were seen, not to mention things like zombies.

This made people feel very strange. Li Leisi looked around and said, "If the conditions here are so good, why don't the people in front move here? If you are careful, it shouldn't be difficult to pass through the territory of the rat tide and the small mushrooms, right?"

Since he had not met even a normal person since landing on the landmass, Li Cang could not answer this question. Moreover, they made a lot of noise along the way. There were so many lackeys in large and small packages that they became organized street roamers, but no one was seen in the bunkers that appeared every few hundred meters on the roadside.

"Hey, why don't we go in and ask!"

"We are just passing by, not visiting. Scraping the ground and finding fault are two different things." Li Cang solemnly stated his professional ethics, "What kind of oil can be scraped off a stone egg? Let's talk about it after entering the castle."

"General Manager, you have a good idea!"

Speaking of shamelessness, Lao Wang is 100% convinced by Li Cang. We all came from the same place, a kindergarten, a primary school, a middle school, a high school, a university, and even a hospital. How can you do such a trick? I have to use dirty words when I curse people, and I really feel ashamed of myself for losing my dignity.

Under the gaze of countless secret eyes along the way, Li Cang and his four companions arrived at the foot of the castle safely.

A not-so-high but very long stone wall completely divides the two sides of the landmass. One side is a prosperous "city" and the other side is a "village" mainly based on agriculture and animal husbandry. At first glance, the planning is actually quite reasonable.

Guarding the city gate was a team of lazy leather-armored soldiers. Since Li Cang and his companions appeared in their field of vision, this group of people had been pointing at them, as if they had thought of something happy.

"Permanent residents or passing through?"

"What do you mean by passing through, and what do you mean by permanent residents?"

"The entrance fee for permanent residents is 6 gold coins per person, and the servants of fate also count. If you don't have gold, you can use the coins of fate instead. If you are passing through, just sign your name here and you can enter!"

The whole process was extremely smooth, without any obstruction or questioning, but when Li Cang tried to ask them for information, this group of people laughed and refused to answer directly.

Everyone thought

Oh, so friendly, is the group of robbers who landed there an exception?

Anyway, our biggest appeal is just passing through, and we are not very interested in what is going on in this place, so we are happy to be well.

Four people, a few servants of fate, plus a lot of new lackeys summoned to carry supplies, a group of more than 260 heads entered the city in such a low-key manner.

As soon as we entered the city, everyone was stunned.

The houses and bunkers on both sides of the bumpy dirt road were well built, but the sewers were drainage ditches, and the drainage ditches were sewers, all in the open air, with wooden boards or even straw mats covering the ditches. Some houses and bunkers had septic tanks dug around them that were directly connected to the bunkers. The chicken, duck, goose, cattle and sheep pens were all on the ground floor of the bunkers and houses, and there were livestock walking around the streets. I thought I had traveled to medieval Europe.

This smell, this scene

Not to mention people, even Huahua couldn't stand it. Huahua stuck her neck out and tilted her right front paw in a funny posture. Her golden pupils were full of pain and struggle. She was unwilling to let the paw touch the ground no matter what. She was frozen in place and motionless.

Huahua was a white tiger with a jade belt and snow-white fur. She was a cat. How could she survive if she stepped on the poop and fart? Wouldn't she have a psychological shadow when she licked the paw in the future?

"What the hell"

Lao Wang really didn't know what to say.

What made him even more desperate was that he had considered everything, but he didn't think of bringing boots. And judging from the road conditions, it was hard to rely on boots alone. At least half-length shorts and a hat were needed.

There was no road in the world, but when more people walked, it became a road. Several people walked forward with numb faces, one deep and one shallow. After nearly a kilometer, the road conditions gradually improved, and there were finally people on the road.

Fat and strong, with fierce faces and in a hurry.

Groups of strong women led monsters and zombies, and there was no sign of living and working in peace. They were almost all transporting supplies and weapons. They looked like they were preparing for war?

Li Cang took out the map, which was not very accurate because he had not paid for it, and took a look: "I was wondering why the atmosphere was so strange, it turned out that they were fighting with zombies!"

On the live map, there was a clear blank area between the blue color that roughly represented the human settlement area and the red color of the zombies. This boundary should be the wall opposite the castle.

"Tsk, another group of people are here to die."

"The last time a subordinate came in was three weeks ago. The track line is set on our side. This is really good luck."

"Is Olsen dead? He actually let people come?"

"I bet a barrel of rye beer that no one will come back."

"I bet two barrels that at least two will survive. Oriental faces have always been in line with the Governor's aesthetic taste. He will definitely find a way to keep them, hahaha~"

A team of soldiers wearing black armor and riding cows suddenly appeared, dispelling the rustling passers-by and condescending to Li Cang and others: "Outsiders are not allowed to wander around the city. Go to the third floor of the Central Fort to apply for a residence permit. Otherwise, follow us to the city defense line and leave the city immediately!"