Pastor Bai's Journey to Another World

Weiwei sat back on the slightly crude four-legged chair in the office. The white paint on the chair was peeled off in large pieces, obviously it was a second-hand item bought in the second-hand market.

Most of the original facilities of the Black Sand Mercenary Company revealed a breath of poverty like this, and even the boss's office did not have magic props to adjust the temperature.

chirp chirp~

Accompanied by crisp bird calls, a small bird with light yellow feathers flew in through the open window, and a piece of curly rough desert grass sandpaper was tied to its slender bird legs.

Weiwei waved lightly, and the little bird flapped its wings knowingly and landed on Weiwei's finger.

While stroking its little head, Weiwei asked in a low voice: "Good morning, little cutie, who gave me the news?"

"People with wolf ears, like people, like wolves."

After confirming that it was sent by the lycanthropy, Weiwei took off the straw paper and unfolded it for a closer look.

"Dinosaurs discovered?"

It is not surprising that there is a dinosaur Weiwei in the oasis, after all, I have heard of it a long time ago.

The dinosaurs in the world of Seren can be said to be the real aborigines. As early as thousands of years ago, before the colonists from the world of Toril arrived, dinosaurs had multiplied on this planet for countless centuries.

The scale and volume of a large oasis such as Yixing Marsh Oasis are also sufficient to support the ecology including dinosaurs.

Just earlier today, Renault, who was patrolling around the camp as usual, accidentally discovered a large pile of feces about a mile away from the bush camp.

Reynolds, who grew up in the city's sewers, couldn't tell the owner of the excrement, so he ventured to track the smell and found a scary-looking dinosaur.

After discovering the dinosaur, he was worried that it would pose a threat to the camp and notified Weiwei immediately.

The approximate appearance of the dinosaur was also drawn on the straw paper. Although it was a bit abstract, Weiwei could tell at a glance that it was a Tyrannosaurus.

The strength of adult tyrannosaurs is generally weaker than most young true dragons, because their lower intelligence compared with real dragons and Muggle physique with no magic ability make tyrannosaurs easily beaten by young dragons.

Moreover, real dragons can fly...

If you really want to prevent the young real dragon from flying, using magic, or breathing, you will definitely not be able to beat the Tyrannosaurus with punches to the front of the flesh.

Looking at the content on the paper, Weiwei was already a little eager to try.

I have checked a lot of information myself, and dinosaurs are different from [flying dragons] [true dragons], etc. They are not counted as dragons, but are classified as beasts.

Weiwei has long wanted to know whether her ability to please animals has any effect on dinosaurs!

If he could tame the tyrannosaur, it would undoubtedly help him stand firmer in this bad land.

Putting the plan of taming...ah no, making friends with the cute Tyrannosaurus Rex into her schedule, Weiwei took out a piece of sandpaper from the drawer of her desk and wrote on it.

The color of this kind of paper tends to be dark yellow, and it also exudes a faint fragrance of herbs, which can be regarded as a special product in the desert area.

After writing a suggestion to the lycanthropy, telling Lei Nuo not to startle the snake, and explaining that she will deal with it in the near future, Weiwei re-curled the grass sandpaper and tied it to the bird's leg, and ordered it to help send the news back.

After all, the bird had to fly another twenty miles, and the little bird seemed a little reluctant, so Weiwei had to move it up and down and treat it to some snacks before coaxing it away.

After seeing off the little bird, Weiwei lay down on the table boredly, flipping through her appointment form, she had a lot of things to deal with today.

Interview with the mercenary middleman, meet with the market supervisor of the Flowing Gold Church, pay off the bill for the purchased fruit...

Speaking of this fruit business, it has been losing money since the beginning, because the Lord of Dawn only asked himself to wait patiently and not to take it lightly.

As a result, this pile of fruits quietly stayed in an expensive underground cold cellar. The low temperature can only slow down the rotting speed, and the rotten ones will still rot after a long time.

Forget it, wait slowly, the principal is picked up anyway.

……

Sinai Desert, an oasis near Taosha City.

In the oasis, a large camp was built around the water source. Although the wall made of brick, stone and wood looks a little rough, even people who don't know how to do it can appreciate its sturdiness.

This is the base camp of the Desert Scorpion, a well-known desert bandit group in the area near Taosha City.

"It's been almost half a month, why haven't those guys who went out to privately plunder come back?"

"Maybe dead."

In a tent, the little boss thought of his subordinates who had gone out on horseback without returning some time ago. Those six guys even promised to catch a few women for the little boss to have a good time. From the mouth of the desert worm, or kicked to the iron plate and was killed back.

The matter was unremarkable.

"Then boss, what if the leader counts the number of people and asks where they have gone during the collective looting later?"

"Tell me the truth."

The little boss smiled cruelly, he couldn't wait to see the scene where the six idiots' families were either hanged or reduced to slavery.

These desert bandits were originally forced by life. It is not new to drag their families to become bandits in this evil land where flowers of evil bloom everywhere.

There are even some city-states that used to be huge bandit groups, which have gradually grown into city-states, but there are very few bandits with perseverance and perseverance who are capable of doing such great things.

And the leader of the Desert Scorpion, Rick King Moshan, thinks he is such a person with ideals.

As the illegitimate son of the city lord of Taosha City, when he was still young, he was forced by the city lord to work hard in the desert. Now the Desert Scorpion is a well-known large bandit group in the Taosha City area.

Unwilling to be just a bandit, he has big ambitions. His ideal is to build a city-state that is bigger and more prosperous than Taosha City.

Now he is receiving a special guest, a guest who claims to help him achieve this ideal.

Rick Jin stroked his clean-shaven chin, his slightly gloomy and haggard face was pale, and he stared straight at the opposite guest, appearing impolite.

The beautiful slave who served beside Rick King looked at the opposite guest from time to time, her eyes could not hide her fear. It was difficult for her to describe the thing sitting on the opposite side. Is this a close relative of the desert octopus?

The head of this thing is a purple octopus head, only four fingers, and the nails are quite sharp.

The octopus head called itself Xibo. The gastric juice contracted. It crossed its four fingers and said politely: "I have already contacted your father. He seems to have some small misunderstandings about me and my race. Shacheng cannot openly do business with us..."

Rick King waved his hand indifferently: "It's okay, Taosha City needs to maintain a positive image. It's not much different from doing business with my father when you do business with me. I have the high-quality slaves you need here."

"Whether it's beauties of various colors or strong and strong men, you can find them here. Of course, we also have some down-and-out nobles here. Their families know their worth and have marked them with a good price."

"I only need people with high IQ, here is a set of test questions," a piece of paper appeared out of nowhere in Xibo's hand, and then it continued to complicate itself under the eyes of Rick King who saw a ghost, and it became thicker and thicker, " Please distribute it to all the slaves and let them do the test, we only buy the slaves who scored more than 60 points..."

Rick King took out a piece of test paper suspiciously. In his cognition, this miraculous scene could only be achieved by magic, but the octopus head in front of him neither chanted nor posed any strange poses, nor did he show any weird gestures. Material.

It's even more outrageous than magic, it's almost as if it was imagined out of thin air.

Rick King inadvertently guessed the nature of psionic energy.

He looked down at the content on the paper, and there were no complicated arithmetic problems as he imagined, but almost all strange problems in a mess, and he couldn't help reading out:

"There are five caves in front of a tiger, and there is a sheep in each cave. Why did it go into the second cave? Hiss...why did it go into the second cave? Could it be that the sheep inside is the most delicious?"

Rick King looked at the question and thought about the answer.

The octopus-headed Xibo who was sitting opposite Rick King gave a strange laugh, and put all the test questions on the table, "I'll put them here first, with the answers and scoring standards on the back, and I'll come back to you in a few days. Goodbye, happy cooperation."

Xibo got up and did a chest touching salute that is common in the desert.

Rick King shrugged and didn't mean to return the salute, but just waved his hand to signal that the other party could leave.

Xibo flew away without touching the ground.

On the surface, he didn't care about Rick King's arrogance, but he kept sneering in his heart:

Lower creatures, you have no idea what you are facing.

When Xibo left, a sneer also appeared on Rick King's face.

Do you really think desert people are ignorant guys, arrogant brain-eating bastards.

Anyway, just go ahead and treat me like an idiot who's just fooling around.

Anyway, who is the slave sold to but not sold?

Rick King turned the test question over, and whispered the above content softly, but couldn't help laughing as he read it:

"The answer is, the tiger can enter whichever hole it wants, hahahaha, interesting, I like this answer."

They are all lambs waiting to be slaughtered, and it doesn't matter who you choose.

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Chapter 193 Chapter 188 Stranger?

Near noon, the weather is hot.

The clouds are still intertwined like a whirlpool. This unnatural scene appears more "natural" in the Sinai Desert.

Mr. Tom sat on the stone steps of a store in the market, looked up at the magnificent sky, and thought of his wife and children far away in the Kingdom of Jotun.

It has been almost half a month since I came to this desert, and Pastor Weiwei still hasn't said when she will be able to go home.

Being inexplicably teleported to an unfamiliar place, with no relatives, yellow sand everywhere, and wicked people rampant, it is really not a good place.

The people on the desert side can hear their words strangely, and they often have to react for a while before they understand what they are talking about, which is really annoying.

The honest and responsible Tom has never been in contact with the entertainment here since he came here. Sometimes this married man will subconsciously avoid looking at certain places that are full of feasting and feasting.

Those dancers in overly revealing clothes did not make him, a follower of the Lord of Dawn, feel the vitality and beauty of life at all. He only saw a tired and numb heart hidden under the charming smile.

There are girls like this everywhere, and there are many such poor children in Xiaolangzi Street in Anda City.

Tom sighed with emotion, when a rancid smell came blowing towards his face along with the hot wind.

A slow-moving zombie walked past Tom, and Tom subconsciously looked away. As a believer of the Lord of Dawn, it was difficult for him to have a good impression of these walking corpses.

These zombies are walking slowly holding neatly cut stones. The weight of the stones cannot be moved by the strength of ordinary adults. The zombies can hold them because the body's protection mechanism has been distorted by negative energy and lost its original shape. Although the unrestricted power is enough to carry stones, it also hurts the zombie itself.

Severely torn muscles at the joints proved the end.

Pedestrians on the road didn't pay much attention to these zombies, and no one even planned to give way, and the zombies carrying rocks were very "obedient" and waited until there were no pedestrians or running cats blocking the way before continuing to walk.

The cats in the market occasionally burst their hair and attack the zombies. These animals are different from people, and they seem to have a hard time getting used to the existence of undead creatures.

Tom looked in the direction of the zombies, and even under the cover of the house, he could clearly see the outline of a huge palace.

The lord of Taosha City wants to build a grand palace that fits his status as a ruler, in recognition of the great achievements of Taosha City's prosperity under his rule.

Snapped.

Tom's leg tripped suddenly, and the child's exclamation came to his ears.

A disheveled and disheveled child tripped over Tom's outstretched foot.

Tom said sorry and helped the gender-neutral child up. The child sniffed his nose and said thank you softly, and wanted to leave, but Tom held him back.

The coachman Tom deliberately scolded: "Little friend, where are your parents? How can you run around with so many people in the market?"

The child glanced at Tom in surprise, either at the concern of this strange middle-aged man or at Tom's crappy accent.

After being stunned for a moment, the child's expression became vigilant, and he withdrew the hand held by Tom suddenly, and ran away without looking back.

Is this treating me as a human trafficker...

Tom smiled wryly, but his eyes still followed the child with concern.

The child followed the zombie holding the stone step by step, and gently held the zombie's ragged clothes.

The eyes that look around nervously are like a helpless little beast facing the cold wasteland alone.

Tom froze for a moment, then understood.

He felt tight in his chest, clenched his fists and couldn't help cursing: "What a fucking place."

"Yeah, but one day, this place will change."

Reverend Vivi's distinctively sweet voice came from behind Tom.

Tom stood up quickly, dusting off his buttocks as he turned.

Tom grinned and shook off the unhappiness caused by the world. He asked honestly, "Pastor Weiwei, are you done? Where are you going next?"

Weiwei nodded, and raised a roll of grass sandpaper in her hand, "Don't rush to get in the car, let's continue walking around the market."

"okay."

Weiwei walked down the steps, she had just paid off the fruit purchase bill that had been delayed for a week, and now she just had to wait patiently for the timing that the Lord of Dawn said.

"I want two sunset fruits."

"Two silver coins a piece."

"But didn't you only buy two copper coins yesterday? Why did you increase the price by 10 times?"

A conversation at a nearby fruit stand caught Weiwei's attention.