The Riddler Get Out of Terra

Although this town is the place where their ancestors migrated, there are too few older records. Maybe this barely rich town is the ancestral fiefdom of this priest!

So the priest satisfied their imagination:

"Dear residents, welcome to this town, and this is the fiefdom passed down from generation to generation by my ancestors. Fortunately, we did not abandon him even if we lost in Sicily!"

“Now, I am very honored to announce that I welcome every resident back to this town that carries the memory and glory of my ancestors. His name remains the same as before. I hope every resident living here can remember: Yanan! "

A cold scene, a complete cold scene.

The priest's feigned passion speech was not welcomed by the sophisticated residents. Every black or gray Luper just glanced at the crazy white-haired Luper coldly, then withdrew his gaze and continued walking towards the selected house.

No one paid attention to the unnamed macaron!

"Everyone from Yanan

Residents!I am very honored to be able to manage the lives of every resident here as the mayor of the town. Remember my code name: Macaron. In the near future, the dessert with my name will serve as a proof of friendship for every friend! "

Macaron still shouted at the gate of the town with liveliness and enthusiasm.

The residents who discovered this were even more reluctant to pay attention to him.

Disasters occur frequently in Syracuse, and the so-called long-term residence does not exist at all. The only thing that can make the Lupers willing and reluctant to leave is their pride Sicily, a city held in the hands of the Sicilian lady with "guns and order."

Macaron, which personally admitted that it was being liquidated in Sicily, was unfortunately regarded by every resident as an incompetent fool.

Is there any need to pay attention to such an idiot?

Even if the Lupers can't smell the scent of this macaron, they still don't think he is so legendary.

"Okay, very good, kids."

Macaron whispered.

His words at this moment were cold and low, without any emotion.

"No matter how absurd the story is, you always have to convey it to the person in charge, right? Let me see which lucky boy will become my new bait..."

Unlike the gentle Kong Ming and the resolute and courageous Hao Zhao, how can Bai Lupo, who was originally a gang member, be a good person who carefully calculates whether to kill other people?

Crazy Luper only believes in power and power, just like the one he is about to implement in this small town without hesitation.

Chapter 2 Even

Overnight, everything in the town changed.

The residents were puzzled to find that the original leader was hiding behind the crazy priest, announcing to every resident in the town the priest's ownership of the town.

It also extinguished these people's plans to leave the town and choose another refuge.

Well, the main reason is that the leader persuades people with virtue and has nothing to do with the group of people who are following him with great vigour.

These people seemed to have changed overnight.

The leader is so cowardly and flattering that the crazy priest is his own father!

The younger brother behind him no longer looked like the gangster who used to bully others. At this moment, the group of people took out the black suits they used to only wear on major festivals, wore ties and sunglasses, and followed the leader and the priest without saying a word. later.

The man in the black suit had an expressionless face, and he didn't care even if his clean clothes were ruined by dust. Many residents still remember that even if the clothes were stained with dust, these people would tremble with distress!

At this moment, the clothes seemed to them to be just ordinary casual clothes. Forgetting the price and solemnity, they could only be regarded as accessories for the two big men in front of them.

The crazy priest is still crazy, but accompanied by more than 20 younger brothers behind him, the white-haired Luper is now extremely tall, and his words naturally become golden rules:

"From now on, when I come to Yanan, I will be your Lord Qingtian! I come here not for anything else, but for three things!"

"Fair! Fair! It's fair for him to beep!"

Well, the dry introduction is tasteless, and the slogans without benefit transfer have made the residents lose interest. What is the use of saying this in Syracuse?

People don't care about fairness now, people just want to make money!

Natural disasters occurred frequently in Syracuse, and death could come at any time, so the Roopers became fierce and greedy:

This is something you should not do. It is very likely that you have saved a lot of money and then it is thrown away the next day, and you have not enjoyed anything!

So vendetta, disorder, death, and blood are everywhere.

But the Loopers soon discovered that this was inefficient and resulted in too many deaths, so what should they do?

A wolf king came into being.

Although it is a bit much, every group has a wolf king, so the wolf kings and their younger brothers continue to film, and the conflict further escalates. This tradition is passed down from generation to generation, and the times seem to be only changing the flesh and blood of Syracuse, but the core is silent The sound lingers.

Macaron just wants to laugh at these idiots.

Has it always been this way?

If the meat is spoiled, then all the meat can be cut off and replaced with a layer of good meat.

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"How's it going?"

Macaron returned to the "mansion" specially assigned to him by the team leader.

There's nothing to say about this. As a team leader with a large number of people, you have to have a nice living room, right?

Anyway, Macaron appreciated his unconventional behavior of pointing out his place in life.

He turned on his pupil light anytime and anywhere to scan the residents' actions after their speeches, and had already prepared the team leader's trick of hiding trees in the forest and hiding water in the sea.

As a result, this idiot directly assigned himself the best position in the town, took out the stored dry food with his younger brother, ate and drank, and even opened a bottle of liquor that seemed to have been saved before the escape!

What can you say about macarons?

Naturally, everyone accepted it with a smile.

【Everything is as you wish. 】

White Feather, who took over the command of these fools' bodies, responded mechanically.

It sounds like Rie Kugimiya, Saori Hayami, Aoi Yuuki... these voice actors specially read the lines of Sanmu characters.

To be precise, the word "sounds" should be removed.

Qiao Lun actually admired the sound of White Feather's machinery, but the newly born Feathers found it lifeless, so the characters' voices in their memories were repeatedly debugged and reproduced from scratch by the Feathers, and randomly assigned to different White Feathers.

How could Bai Feather, who worked hard and shouldered all the computing power, refuse these words?

As a result, the feathers began to hear various classic lines from their previous lives, and it seemed like they were participating in a normal Japanese otherworld story. However, when they raised their heads, they realized that this was a mainstream novel.

Macaron’s answer to the world is:

Abuse the mainstream?

Let me change him to Aotianliu!

Although Qiao Lun, the father of all feathers, has been regarded as a proud person from the moment he woke up.

The clean interior is now spacious and bright, and the buildings destroyed by natural disasters were controlled by white feather doors and were bulldozed overnight. The obtained materials were sorted and put away for further use.

There was only a large table and a dozen chairs left in the room. They were black and made of hard wood, facing the people who were trying to break in.

No one sat down except for Macaron, who was sitting in the main seat. After arriving in the room and leaving his job, the team leader’s flattering smile melted away like ice and snow in the fire. His cold eyes had no emotion at all, and he sneaked in quietly wearing sunglasses. There is nothing different among the fierce and calm younger brothers at the back.

The huge room was quiet except for Macaron talking to himself.

There was only one breath of him.

The other nearly 20 people were completely living creatures at this moment, staring coldly at the white-haired lunatic who quietly killed them last night.

Macaron didn't say another word.

White-haired Luper carefully observed the expressions of each puppet without getting bored. He carefully observed every eyebrow and every eye.

Sunglasses are just a simple filter film, which has limited effect on night-fighting experts like Zhongguang. In the eyes of the priest, every expression of these people seems to be very interesting.

Even though these people have the same gloomy faces under Bai Feather's control, everyone's gloominess is different.

The leader, Luper, has always been very proud, so even though he is gloomy, his face still has the luster of a villain and the ferocity of bullying the weak.

Some of the other boys are serious and cold, upright as loyal guards, some are vulgar and ordinary, with eyes filled with joy of the hardships and life changes before joining the gang, and some are young and passionate, looking like teenagers, with Fighting bravely, ruthlessly and ignorantly.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!!!!!!!!"

Macaron burst out laughing.

The more he laughed, the harder he laughed, but his breathing was natural. He was just laughing. Facing a group of expressionless people in black suits in the silent hall, he laughed arrogantly and unrestrainedly. The cold environment combined with the increasingly shrill laughter, with a creepy tone. cruel.

How can these people have a good life?

The leader of the team, Chi Na Ka Yao, and a group of younger brothers both protected and exploited them. In front of the big gangsters, they were just a bunch of mud-legged people collecting raw materials. They only dared to yell at these poor people who could not enter Sicily.

As for the upright?

This little bastard was the first one to run away, secretly planning to kill the leader and make himself the boss.

vulgar?

This old wolf full of bad intentions sold a lot of young people to mine, and harmed countless families.

Young and passionate?

He is young but lacks heart and lungs. Who will accept the family that the old wolf destroyed?

What this little bastard did was crueler than every idiot.

But who knows this?

Find a few groups of refugees to form a team, and with the guidance of the experienced old wolf in the team, who is the first to open up to meat, a bunch of bad guys are trying to make a living while avoiding natural disasters.

The beauty of big cities and small towns are dazzling pearls on the deserted Terra. People who have escaped from these places complain about the cruelty of the world, but they don’t know that these are just appetizers for the homeless people who hang out outside. .

Chapter 3 Monster ([-])

Lal has been very nervous these past few days.

He is a 15-year-old child of the Luper tribe, with brown hair and blue eyes.

He has a thin body, with only a thin layer of fat on his thighs and forearms. It's not as thick as skin and bones, but it's definitely not as thick as a normal person's fat layer.He was dressed in shabby clothes, a patched dark blue shirt paired with dirty black linen pants, and a weed ring that he didn't know if it could be considered a hat, barely distinguishing him from other Luper children.

Like other dirty wandering Rupert, he was squeezed out of the nutrients and provisions he had worked so hard to accumulate by the leader and the wild Syracuse who were now following the mad priest.

The arrogant-looking leader of the Lupo tribe was colder than the wilderness. Many worthless residents were driven out of the team by the fierce men and their younger brothers. The thick muscular arms were in sharp contrast with the limp and powerless arms of the refugees.

Just like the other children now gathered in this newly discovered town, lying pitifully in the most abandoned building, Lal also lost everything under the threat of the leader.

This is nothing new. A young wolf that has not grown up must get the support and protection of its parents in order to be a good wolf. Unfortunately, Lal, like these young wolves, did not get a cruel and ruthless father.

The difference is that the other wolf cubs' parents were not cruel enough, while Lal's innocent but tenacious father lacked ruthlessness.

He could suppress the idiots who caused trouble in this area of ​​refugees, but he was not so cruel as to abandon Lal who couldn't keep up with the team.

Xiaolang's memory is very deep.

The children of Syracuse matured precociously, and natural and man-made disasters inspired Luper's bloodline of unity and cruelty passed down from generation to generation. The little wolves were born to know how to unite and help each other, and they were born to know how to protect themselves.

Lal was

Syracuse was already willing to give up his life when surrounded by countless infected beasts, and he even began to hit metal products to attract attention, hoping to allow more Luper to leave this dangerous predicament with supplies.

The man didn't think so. This uncompromising man gritted his teeth and rescued Lal from the herd of beasts, and threw him to his mother from a long distance. The strong woman gritted her teeth and endured her grief, using her uninjured Wrapped in Lal's right arm, he escaped from the terrifying herd.

Lal will never forget the scene that day.

There are beasts grinding their teeth and sucking blood, smelly and hot everywhere, and the painful wails after infection shake the air. Only by looking up to the sky can you get some breathing time. At other times, the surroundings are white and full of demons.

Dust, hair, Origin Stone... countless evil things shattered all the luck in Lal's heart.

The sky was still so blue, and Lal, whose blue mind was empty and unable to think about anything, was at peace. He was so peaceful that no matter himself or others, life was just a stamp. It didn't matter if he mailed it out, it would be a pity to tear it up.

Time failed to give Lal more breathing space.

When his mother carefully fed him beaten meat, boiled water, and took care of him carefully for less than a day, the little wolf came to his senses.

Syracuse did not have time to cause sorrow to so many people. If he was unwilling to stand up and struggle, there would be only one end: being swallowed directly by this land.

Lal didn't want to die, so the man didn't say much, he just rushed over like a madman, ignoring the sight of being torn off clumps of flesh and blood by infected beasts, which became his eternal nightmare.

Can't sleep every night.

But Lal felt like he couldn't hold on anymore.

He remembered what a dark afternoon looked like, and what it felt like when the sun was shining brightly and everything was gray.

The remaining wandering Lupers worked hard to reorganize into a new team. Many Syracusans were infected due to the bites of the Originium beasts and the strong radiation without treatment.

They eventually chose to leave the team.