About the brave man who became a thousand-year-old potato and ended up destroying the world

"I don't know about that," Tulin shrugged. "As I said, don't try to use your ideas and common sense to understand a race that is completely different from yours."

"It sounds like you are not of the same species as them? No, these vegetative people and tyrants should not be of the same species as them," Liu Ji held his forehead.

Can't figure it out.

The internal logic is completely unclear.

Something crucial is missing from the whole chain...

"God," Liu Ji suddenly raised his head and asked, "God, what exactly is it?"

Tulin looked at Liu Ji and remained silent.

Liu Ji frowned and asked tentatively: "Make a price?"

But Tulin still just looked at him, indifferent.

"You can't speak..." Liu Ji frowned slightly.

"Yeah...I didn't expect that the outside world has become like this." At this time, the voice of "Mass" suddenly came from the side, "It seems that since I occupy such a large piece of land, he should be pretty good." You must be angry.”

"Yes, he is thinking about how to kill you every day now," Tulin said with a smile, "Oh, no, it's not quite accurate. It should be said that he is thinking about how to kill you, the moon."

"How should I put it, that's really an honor," "Mass" said with a smile, "But it would be nice if he can really solve it, then I can go find her with peace of mind."

While saying this, his eyes drifted towards Liu Ji.

Liu Ji looked at him and took a deep breath.

He also understood what “Mass” meant.

This time he was successfully resurrected, and he did not show the ability of the incarnation of sand. However, if he wants to continue relying on this skill, sooner or later his connection with "Mass" will be discovered by the tyrant.

And if his destructive power exceeds the threat of the red moon, the tyrant may be able to destroy the entire desert with such force.

Ok……

But thinking of those vegetative people who can break at the touch of a touch, if the moon really starts running around, it's hard to imagine what kind of impact it will have.

For example, a vegetative person fell down, and then a tower was scrapped or something like that?

Not impossible.

If the Secret Sanctuary blows up a few more bombs at his home, it will probably be enough to keep him busy.

But having said that, Liu Ji can't always rely on this resurrection card to save his life.

What he needs is to improve his strength. Not only can he confront the tyrant head-on, but he must at least have a way to save his life after encountering him.

However, when he thought of the oppressive feeling when facing the tyrant, he felt a wave of powerlessness from within.

It's really, really monster.

At this moment, Tulin suddenly looked at Liu Ji and said, "Speaking of which, you should also pay me the reward for my information, right? What do you mean, let's set off now?"

"What's the reward? Sorry, I don't remember," Liu Ji asked with a frown.

"You are so forgetful. Did you forget about accompanying me to destroy a city?" Tulin asked with a smile, "Do you still remember? There is a certain artifact hidden there."

"This..." Liu Ji frowned.

It seems that there is such a thing...

However, he could clearly feel that the potato boys seemed to be approaching him from the far side.

Ok……

But it would not be good if Tulin met them directly.

"Okay, let me go with you now," Liu Ji said after thinking about it, "But again, don't expect me to work hard."

"Of course, then, brother Mass, see you next time," Tulin said, putting away the square crystal floating in the air, and waved his hand towards "Mass".

"Well, see you next time," "Mass" smiled slightly, then he looked at Liu Ji again, smiled and nodded.

It seemed like they were just saying goodbye in an ordinary way, but only Liu Ji and him knew that in his hand, a thumb-sized trumpet Liu Ji had been quietly generated.

207. [-]-in-[-] You can be a Riddler, I can be a Riddler, and everyone can be a Riddler together

In the desert, Liu Ji and Tulin were walking side by side at extremely fast speeds.

"Speaking of which, it seems that I traded the information about the people to you before, right?" Tulin said as he walked, "Now is it time for you to tell me the part that interests me?"

"My memories?" Liu Ji asked.

"Yes," Turin nodded.

"It's nothing special, I'm just going crazy because I'm holding it in," Liu Ji said casually.

"How can you suppress someone like you?" Tulin asked doubtfully, "I once suppressed it for hundreds of years in Dianbianzhai, but nothing happened."

"Are you able to hold it in in a dark room?" Liu Ji asked.

"That's not true," Tulin shrugged. "It's just that there's no one around, and it's just a wasteland as far as the eye can see."

"That's okay," Liu Ji shrugged, "You can try sealing off all five of your senses and burying yourself in the ground for a year. Then you'll probably know what true 'holding' means."

"Ah...it feels crazy," Turin muttered.

"That makes sense," Liu Ji curled his lips.

"So how long did you hold it in?" Turin asked.

"It didn't take long, just 1000 years," Liu Ji said.

"Ah, that's quite a bit," Tulin nodded, "Ah, if I were you, maybe I would want to destroy the world every day..."

"How do you see that I don't want to destroy the world now?" Liu Ji raised his eyebrows.

"Ah...how do you put this?" Turin scratched his chin, "If you want to destroy the world, why don't you just do nothing?"

Liu Ji shrugged, noncommittal.

Tulin looked at Liu Ji suspiciously and muttered: "I always feel that you are hiding something..."

"Ah? What?" Liu Ji glanced at him, "Not satisfied with the answer? Then do you want to hear the story of me coming out halfway and saving the world, or the story of me trying to destroy the world and failing and being sealed into the ground? "

"Hey, this statement is really irritating," Tulin's mouth twitched.

"Learned it from you," Liu Ji spread his hands.

"I know, tsk," Tulin rubbed his brows.

Liu Ji glanced at him and then turned his eyes to the front.

There are some things that, if possible, he really doesn't want to remember for the rest of his life.

But if you remember it, just remember it.

Fortunately, there is something that is exactly what he needs now...

"What kind of artifact is that artifact you mentioned?" Liu Ji suddenly asked, "From what you said, you should have seen it before."

"I've only seen an appearance, it looks like a non-reflective mirror," Turin looked at Liu Ji, "But for this kind of thing, just knowing the appearance doesn't make much sense, right?"

"It's okay, I'll just ask," Liu Ji said.

But, mirror.

That's really interesting...

"Well, I remember you said, can that thing be mine?" Liu Ji said.

"Yeah?" Tulin glanced at Liu Ji suspiciously, "Why are you suddenly interested?"

"I was just thinking that since it is an artifact, it should be sold for a lot of money," Liu Ji said casually.

"With your current ability, isn't it just a matter of waving your hands to get as much money as you want?" Tulin raised his eyebrows, "There is no shortage of people in this world who can make you feel at ease and confiscate your home."

"Having said that, who would think it's too much money?" Liu Ji shrugged.

Tulin glanced at Liu Ji suspiciously.

Obviously, he didn't believe Liu Ji's statement, but he didn't say much.

Liu Ji made it clear that there was something he didn't want to tell him, and he also made it clear that he didn't intend to reveal everything to Liu Ji. In this case, just stop there.

Besides, their time for small talk was almost over.

Looking up, the cliff at the end of the desert is already in front of the field of vision, and looking up further, the tip of the golden tower is already shining in the sun.

In an instant, huge wings appeared behind Liu Ji. With a heavy wave, he soared into the air, then turned into a wisp of dust in the air and jumped up to the cliff.

Tulin also followed closely behind, taking a step forward, and a string of blue square light effects flashed out of his body, and he also landed on the cliff.

As soon as he landed, he saw Liu Ji looking ahead with an expression on his face.

"Have you not seen this scene before? Why do you still have this expression?" Tulin crossed his arms and looked at Liu Ji with a subtle expression.

Liu Ji didn't reply and just continued to stare ahead.

There, there is a large unfinished tower.

If Matsu Forest City is like a large number of completed towers surrounded by a lot of construction sites, here is a large area of ​​completed towers and construction sites all over the mountains and plains.

All the trees were burned to the roots, all the mounds were smoothed, and all the boulders were reduced to crumbs.

The only visible parts of the field of vision are the foundations or skeletons of buildings under construction, as well as busy soldiers and scaffolding rising from the ground.

Although he had already seen the images Tulin showed him, when he saw the real scene unfolding before his eyes, the feeling was still completely different.

Especially when Liu Ji had another expectation in his heart...

The place where he woke up was behind this cliff. Although it was not the same place, before climbing the cliff, the picture in his imagination was still full of green mountains and trees.

But what emerged as a result was a group of twisted towers that were enough to give people a secret fear.

"I suddenly regretted it," Liu Ji said abruptly.

"Ah? What do you regret?" Tulin looked at Liu Ji doubtfully.

"I regret that I didn't find a way to obtain the capability of mass destruction," Liu Ji said, walking forward.

But Túrin said behind him: "No, have you not?"

"What do you mean?" Liu Ji glanced at him doubtfully.

"What else can there be?" Tulin smiled and looked at Ji immediately, "Looking at your energy attributes, you should be able to spread some kind of plague, right?"

Liu Ji's brows twitched slightly. He was now contacting the two abilities of Desert Incarnation and Disaster Plant. If it was said to be a plague, the thing spread by the Disaster Plant might be said to be some kind of plague. It might not make any difference.

However, he promised Mazu that he would not spread this disaster to the world.

At least for now, he has no reason to do so.

So, he didn't speak, just turned around silently and continued walking forward.

"Hey, didn't you also say you wanted to destroy the world?" Turin's voice came again, "Wouldn't it be better to be a little more unscrupulous?"

"I just talked about that kind of thing casually," Liu Ji waved his hand casually without looking back, "I didn't say it... No, forget it, you should just pretend I didn't say it."

Tulin looked at Liu Ji's back and gently rubbed his chin.

"I thought it was just a useful chess piece, but now it seems...well," he frowned slightly, but the next moment, he relaxed it again.

"Forget it, what the hell, this is quite interesting," he thought to himself, humming a little tune and followed briskly.

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At the same time, on the other side, deep underground, Yayin was controlling the underground cavity and moving forward.

Mowente stood beside her, holding the knife in one hand, ready to attack.

Behind the two of them, Callidora was dealing with the Potato Boys. She had been cooking on the road for a long time. These boys seemed to be focused on this, and they kept thinking about Callidora all day long. They wanted food, but they didn't understand the language. Callidora thought they just wanted to play with her. The result was that even though the Potato Boys tried their best, Callidora just smiled and touched their heads.

"Speaking of which, what happened to those two large potatoes?" Mowente asked Yayin in a low voice, "They weren't there when we separated, right?"

"Indeed, no, I don't know the specifics. In short, the one with the big sword on his back is called Yuan, who grew up in Mir City," Yayin said. "The other one is called Kui, who just grew up two days ago. .”

"Yeah..." Mowente touched his chin and looked at the two of them, a little ready to make a move.

"What, you want to compete with them?" Ya Yin glanced at him.

"Well, they look quite strong and seem to be suitable for sparring," Mo Wente nodded, "I'm just afraid they won't understand what I mean..."