The Riddler Get Out of Terra

I revisited my diary!There is no way I could desecrate a corpse so coldly!

I know myself too well.

I might pick up some equipment or even attack other mercenaries, but I would never be able to study a corpse so calmly. After all, I am not a medical student. Even if I have seen a lot, it would be difficult for me to have the courage to do it myself.

This is wrong, I need to stop operating the human body, the memory in the Source Stone is affecting me after all.

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The bad news came again, I had another dream, this time it was the unlucky guy I picked in the afternoon.

His experience was equally boring, but at least it gave me some experience in activating the Originium Bomb. However, the reality he predicted was no longer optimistic. I need to adjust myself...

Note:

The special branch of Blood Is Not Cold·Zombie Production: Extremely dangerous and needs to be sealed.

Chapter 5 The blood is not cold yet (3)

The following is the third entry in Qiao Lun’s handwritten diary that was burned:

The third day of capability development:

After the nightmare, there is still a dreamless sleep, but the situation is not optimistic. It seems that I will have to see a psychiatrist in the future.

I tried to summarize these two dreams, and finally found something in common: these two dreams seemed to be related to the Origin Stone technique, or in other words, the Origin Stone in their bodies recorded their experience of using the Origin Stone technique in more detail.

The swordsman's Origin Stone skills seem to enhance nerve reflexes and brain calculation capabilities. When this ability is used, the brain is clear and everything around him is in slow motion. That's why I got the mercenary to learn sword skills and defeat other mercenaries. In his dream, he was trading his level of infection for proficiency in wielding a sword and defeating powerful enemies!

The unlucky man yesterday was a young mercenary who had only fought a few battles and was not skilled in Originium skills. He could only use Originium bombs provided by the enemy or the team. Naturally, the Originium in his body only recorded detonation. Originium bomb experience.

So……

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The result is very successful. The blood is not cold. It will indeed record the Origin Stone skills contained in the Origin Stone in the body that it is fused with. I can also achieve brain acceleration and lightning reflexes. It can be maintained permanently, but it will aggravate the infection. The blood is not cold. The characteristics have once again served me well, and I don’t have to use them sparingly like a swordsman (Principal Angers has something to say).

I thought about the large group, but

He was born with a personality, but I committed suicide by devouring his personality to increase my abilities.

He is a madman, and if I want to gain more abilities, I can only turn myself into a madman.

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I decided to continue development on the Originium Worms.

Compared to constantly attacking the Source Stone Worms, feeding Source Stone Worms containing uncooled blood seems to be more effective, and it is also easier to obtain a large number of puppets as backup dolls.

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Qiao Lun used the added Originium feed on the ordinary Originium insect swarm!

The effect is outstanding!

The wild Originium Insect Swarm is charmed!

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The effect is good, the swarm of insects will obey my consciousness. Anyway, the source stone insects move slowly, and traces of control will not be exposed. It is true that the blood is not cold enough to control precise movements, but the mercenaries on the battlefield will care about a group of source stone insects. Will you laugh out loud?

Since there are no problems with ordinary Source Stone Worms, what about strange species such as Self-Exploding Source Stone Worms and Acid Source Stone Worms?

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Naturally, the control was successful. Before my blood was cold, I could easily control the bugs to explode or spit out acid. I should take a nap and see if I could gain new abilities.

Blood that can self-destruct and corrode... Hmm~ I think of the comics I read when I was a kid!

It’s decided, if it succeeds, my name will be Mandrill,

Although I thought of cool names such as Mandrill of the Labyrinth, Yan Wuhuo, Feng Bei Buried, etc., I always felt that there was a will in the dark looking at me with pleading, and seemed to say, "There is no copyright!" !” enigmatic sound, so let’s forget it.

Hmm... If I traveled to the novel world now, then the gun I used for relaxation that night would definitely make him fail the trial, so that I can be sure that it is not a virtual world.

As expected of me!

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The self-regulation of my mentality has a good effect. I seem to have become that funny young man again, although the more I become a fool, the more I know that I can't go back.

Five years have passed, and even though my body in this world is almost an adult, I still miss home. I miss the potatoes that my father made for me, and the chicken wings that my mother made for me. They are not big but belong to my little nest, that group of people. The sand sculpture netizen who is still happy despite the heavy pressure of life...

I seldom think about it, because the more I think about it, the lonelier I feel. To me, the memory is a source of warm light in the harsh winter. It looks so warm, but it cannot save my life.

What do I have now?

I am a war orphan. How can anyone willingly give me food?

I could only huddle in the camp. The huge camp was full of people, and the smell of alcohol was in my nose. But a drinker can never remember the face of the person opposite him, and there is no need to remember it, because the person drinking opposite him may be dead the next day.

I have four friends who I can trust with my life. The five of us grew up together, looked for food together, and escaped one natural disaster after another. Even if someone is sick or injured, we will never abandon or give up. You can Eat my food and drink my water. I can also wear your clothes and get your equipment. Fusion core also agreed, but she insisted on picking up another piece...

But I still feel lonely. Although Blue Dot and the others always say that the things I mentioned can be found in the Great Flame, this Great Flame...

Will this really be my home?

Blue dots, stripes, iron leather, and molten core are indeed my best friends.

We agreed to save enough money and run out of Kazdaele. Although Blue Point and the others have always had a mysterious and deep attachment to Kazdaele,

In fact, I also understand this kind of feeling. Before I traveled through time, this kind of feeling was always with me. It was melted in my blood and carried in my soul. It was not obvious at ordinary times. It wasn’t until I left that I realized that I couldn’t let go.

Decided!Since we can drive away such a large number of Originium Insect Swarms, we will definitely be able to receive better orders, and the speed of saving money will be accelerated. Everyone will leave here alive, and maybe they can learn a skill and come back to help rebuild after the war. It might even make it into Kazdaele’s history books!

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MINIJIANG wins!

The blood is not cold yet did not let me down, I can already control the blood explosion and corrosion!

The blood that has been stored three kilometers away has been successfully detonated. The power is quite impressive during observation. I am also capable of protecting Blue Point and the others!

I will never forget the first time I took the order when Blue Dot tried to cover our backs which were blown to pieces.

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The future will definitely be better!

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Hidden page after the third page (burned)

Blue Dot is dead.

He was killed by the Origin Stone that W left behind. This cunning hunter was well-known in the mercenary market. He would immediately kill anyone he wanted to kill. No one expected that he would put Origin Stone bombs in the corpses of his teammates.

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I fused his source stone,

This ability is a perfect match for Xue Weileng's current ability. I can now control blood more precisely.

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When that bastard Blue Point first protected us, it was actually the first time he used Originium skills. He didn't even know whether he would succeed.

His ability is only millimeter-level control of the body, not even physical enhancement. Even so, the blue dot blocked the damn bomb.

The bomb made his infection even worse, and his ability gave him a clear understanding of how infected he was but how he couldn't treat it.

No matter what he did in the dream, the degree of infection was as unswervingly moving towards destiny as the hour hand.This kind of fear and anxiety that life is going to end bit by bit has been biting Lan Dot's heart, but this bastard still endures it, why?

Nothing was said to us.

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I was unhappy, and so were Dapple, Ironleather, and Molten Core.

Although we still talked and laughed, talked about the days when we left Kazdale to go to Great Yan together, and talked about learning something to make a living, but in fact we were just holding on to hope when we were exhausted.

When Zebian handed me the rations, he would always pause and subconsciously look for the person who was going to negotiate employment orders with the mercenaries.

Tiege replaced Landian to inquire about various information in the mercenary camp. When he came back, he would always scold those mercenaries over and over again for how disgusting and difficult they were. It was easy to find trouble if he got closer. He had to do something or Please take a lot of things to skip.

Molten Core inherited Blue Dot's equipment. She never seemed to take enough care of these equipment. Whenever she had free time, she would wipe them with special care oil that she spent a lot of money on. Occasionally, I would see her use a dagger to deepen the marks engraved by Blue Dot.

And when I started taking orders, I discovered that my employers were so cunning and vicious. They always liked to describe the mission requirements of a narrow escape in a nonchalant way, so that people could sell their lives to them inexplicably for a meager reward.

I have to use the information collected by Tie Ge bit by bit to deduce and integrate which orders are risky but have some profit, which orders are risky but have little reward, and which orders are simply going to cost us our lives.

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I want that W's life.

In other words, everyone in the Blue Dot Team wants that W's life.

Chapter 6 Ambush

After waiting for nearly half an hour, Qiao Lun finally saw Zebing's figure from a distance. He looked very excited: it seemed that the size of the Origin Stone Insect Swarm was not small. Before he could get close to him, Zeibian couldn't help but speak angrily:

"Found it, about two kilometers away, next to the ruins we often go to!"

Qiao Lun glanced at him subconsciously and put his hand directly on the gun next to him.Terrified, Zeibian quickly raised his hands in a French military salute and quickly took off his mask to reveal his identity.

"Captain, don't shoot! It's me, not an impostor! The Originium Insect Swarm is migrating recently. I've seen it. There's no one nearby. I just used feed to lure it."

It wasn't until he saw the striped face that Qiao Lun took his hand away from the weapon. Although the striped drake voice was very distinctive, Qiao Lun was still afraid of being tricked.

"Melting core, you and Zewei go together to see if there are any special source stone insects. I heard that W has returned to Hedley's mercenary group. Let's give them a surprise."

After hearing the news about W that Qiao Lun deliberately said, Molten Core stopped wiping his weapon and almost immediately picked up the feed bag. He and Spot headed towards the gathering place of the Origin Stone Worms, leaving Qiao Lun behind to wait for Tiegei to return.

Finding that Molten Core still didn't speak much, Zebra couldn't help but turn around and wink at Qiao Lun. Qiao Lun sighed, shook his head, and asked Zebra to take Molten Core to the insect gathering place.

In the beginning, Melting Core was actually a person who knew how to enjoy hardships. Blue Dot was her brother. Qiao Lun didn't know if they were related by blood, but Blue Dot had always cared about her, and everyone was used to teasing Melting Core. Laugh, this scorching flower has also been blooming in the heat that seems to never end in Kazdaele.

After Blue Dot's death, Molten Core seemed to never smile again, and her life became a matter of continuously wiping the equipment left to her by her brother, carving the marks of gradual wear and tear, and deepening the marks over and over again. traces of existence.

But she was ruthless when using these weapons, without any worry about damage to the weapons.

It was hard for Qiao Lun to describe how this kind of behavior made him feel. Molten core was like a person who just let fate happen. She would keep the traces left by her brother well, but she would not cherish them so much, as if she didn't worry about these consumables at all. will be destroyed.

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Watching the two people's backs drifting away, Qiao Lun endured the pain and slit his wrists, and sprinkled the blood, which had a much higher concentration of Originium, directly onto the dry and hard ground before it was cold.

As soon as he fell to the ground, the black fluid twisted like a living creature and seeped into the ground. At the same time, it stretched out its silk-like tentacles to erase the remaining traces.

When there was no trace left, Qiao Lun continued to stand and continued to observe the surrounding situation.

————————I am the dividing line for Tiege to get the news————————

Soon, Tie Ge, wearing matte black equipment, tiptoed out of the noisy camp and gestured to Qiao Lun, indicating that there were mercenaries following him.

'It's okay, at least the people are back. Qiao Lun breathed a sigh of relief. After the two of them met, they carried their equipment and walked away easily, chatting as they walked:

"What's going on? I went out to hear some news and someone is following me?"

"No, no, no, my dear Blue Dot, you have to know that those people are useless and can't afford to be early. You didn't do it very covertly when you went to discuss the order with the 'famous' Captain Sean. Many mercenary teams still want to You must know what Sean asked you to do." Tie Ge pretended to look back, trying to put some pressure on the following mercenary.

"??? We all conspired loudly and no one heard us? Are we blind or disabled?" Qiao Lun was shocked. Do you still need to send someone to follow something like this that you can just ask?Is there something wrong with this mercenary captain?

"As you know, the regent has recently started to gather mercenaries. Many young guys took the money given by their families and called many good guys to the camp to form teams and recruit people," Tiege said with helplessness in his tone.

"Some kid fell in love with Rongxin for some reason. After all, she always fights fiercely. The other party wanted Rongxin to join the team. Although she was rejected many times, she still

Don’t give up, now I plan to grab the order at a low price and squeeze us out.”

"Now many independent businesses are interested in our news, and they are offering good prices."

"What the hell? Didn't I tell you not to go to the battlefield and fight head-on? Is it a private job that the melting core went to take over?" Qiao Lun was even more shocked. Although the four people behind Blue Point couldn't go to the toilet and shower together, they still counted. They are inseparable. How could Melt Core be targeted by others?

"You know that girl, after the death of former Blue Point, Molten Core went around like crazy asking for information about W, but asking for information also requires money," Tie Ge said even more helplessly, "We were crazy about picking up trash during that time. , in order to increase the price, the melting core had conflicts with many price lowerers, and none of them could reach an agreement..."

"Okay, I understand." Qiao Lun started snapping his fingers and said, "Plug your ears."

"No, no, no, you don't understand. The team that wants to melt the core is also quite interested in us." Tie Ge subconsciously covered his ears with his hands, but he still kept talking, "They also want us to join the team, but it's a pity that they are all The Prince Regent...why are you plugging your ears?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a loud noise came from behind, and then the scorching wind rushed on the back, burning the armor on the back. The impact caused by the explosion also burned the iron leather even through the relatively thick armor. My back hurt from the impact.

"Okay, I understand, no one is following me now."

------------time flies----------

The scorching wind swirled around the dry land, the sultry sunlight hit the hot loess directly, and the air was even slightly distorted, making everyone living on Kazdare breathless.