Chapter 119 War or surrender, is this still worth thinking about?
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Lu Kai entered the Spiritual Consciousness space, the space did not change much, that is, he was originally a humanoid in the space, but now he has become a mud monster. It seems that the physical body affects the spiritual body, and the impact is really thorough.
Lu Kai looked at the mirror imprisoned by the cube, and the young man Lu Kai in the mirror was crying, as if he was saying that he should repent, that he should not blaspheme and disrespect the gods.
Lu Kai looked at this reflection with a pained face, what should this guy do... I can't just kill it like this, right? But it's not a problem to keep it in the space all the time.
Lu Kai had no clue, so he went to the skeleton, entered the portal in the spiritual consciousness space, and entered the sacred room.
This dungeon has not changed much. It was sent out to explore before, but nothing of value was found. The skeletal creatures patrolled the base idle. During the period, a wave of adventurers from the evolutionary project came to attack, but in the maze built by the wall Trapped, the skeletal creatures came to harvest, and they hit each other, and then the adventurers retreated.
Lukai lacks all kinds of resources, especially Soul Fire.
It would be great to have a big event in a city like Lava City, where millions or even tens of millions of soul fires could be collected. But just think about it.
If there is such a chance: just press a button, you can get 500,000, but if someone dies, will he press it? Some will say, press! I can get a hand cramp! Some say don't press. Then, after the opportunity passed, those who didn't press it would have difficulty sleeping day and night and regret it all the time. Of course, some people choose not to press, and then forget about it and continue with their lives.
Lu Kai returned to the spiritual consciousness space, exited, and returned to the shed.
What the hell is this place...? Caught by reinforcements from the White Tower, then caught as a crab, and then thrown into this world. This world looks normal, with normal sunrise and sunset, no dark invasion, and no messy abnormal psionic generation. Various elements in the natural environment are in order, and the creatures and people here are also normal. The food is The fruit is raised by pigs and beasts, as well as farming and growing food. It's a very normal world.
It's not like a normal world, Lu Kai thought.
Lu Kai practiced according to a strange cultivation method, and the mist with spiritual energy that he excreted lasted for a long time. This is not good. If someone found out, he would have been regarded as a monster. If he found out that you would still practice the method, this Well, just grab it and slice it!
Lu opened up his spiritual energy, collected the surrounding mist, and sealed it in the spiritual space.
found the intrusion,
quarantined—
[Disordered Psionic Structure Mist] A disordered psionic structure, with air as the carrier, air composition: nitrogen 70%, oxygen 21%, helium 8%, rare gas 0.9%, carbon dioxide 0.03%, other gases; long time In a disordered psionic environment, it will be eroded, causing problems such as chaos in one's own psionic energy, and the failure of extraordinary items.
After collecting the fog, Lu Kai continued to practice, collecting the fog while cultivating. Soon, Lu Kai's practice proficiency improved, and one psychic agitation could cycle up to 30 times.
As more and more mist was collected, Lu Kai compressed it and turned it into oily water. After testing, is this thing still powered by psionic energy?
[Disordered Psionic Structure Drops] After drinking, it will cause the psionic structure to collapse and be slightly corrosive. Disperses 1 unit of psionic power per 1 ml.
As the practice continued, these oils and waters became more and more, and a small drop could be obtained in each cycle, which had accumulated to 200 ml.
Just when Lu Kai was working hard to cultivate, the people from the hunting team and the female captain came out.
The members of the hunting party said that a messenger from the Black Wind Tribe had come, and now they are talking to the patriarch in the conference hall.
The female captain sneered: "Conversation? Are you here to persuade surrender?"
The members of the hunting team bowed their heads and dared not speak.
At this time, the five little dots stuck their heads out from the door frame and said, "Boss, are you going to fight again?"
The female captain turned back: "No, it's to talk."
The little ones: "We have to win." "Kill them!" "We Shuangshuanghua are not easy to mess with!"
The female captain said solemnly: "Go back to sleep! If you don't sleep, practice again! Don't run around!"
The little ones: "Yes" So they all went to bed.
The female captain and the team members went to the conference hall. The conference hall was on a small hill, the patriarch and the people of the settlement gathered together, while the messenger of the Black Wind Tribe sat on the main seat and talked freely to the people present.
This messenger was wearing a black dress, with a goatee, thin cheeks, dark but transparent complexion, like a black jade-like complexion. This messenger looked very thin, but had a big belly.
The messenger said loudly: "Our Heifeng tribe, the chief patriarch is an extraordinary one, and the five clan chiefs under his command are all extraordinary. The river, the three settlements upstream! One of them dared to resist, and they were all slaughtered, leaving no one behind!"
The words of the Shuangshuanghua Village were stunned for a while, and the cold sweat broke out.
The goatee messenger continued: "And when our Heifeng army arrived, those two settlements wisely surrendered and merged into our Heifeng tribe. Their patriarchs and clansmen are now eating and drinking spicy food in Heifeng Mountain. Let’s live a happy life. That’s all I said, whether you surrender or fight, the consequences and the outcome are clear at a glance.”
When the people looked at the old woman's patriarch, the old woman said: "Is it a good fight or a good discussion, now is not the time to make a hasty decision. The messenger has come from a long way, please have a good rest, and our tribe will reply to you tomorrow."
The goatee messenger is arrogant: "I'm not here to negotiate, I'm just here to give orders. You don't need to think about such things, you Shuangshuanghua have 300 people, and the Heifeng tribe alone has 20 legions of more than 500 people! Do you still need to think about it? You are the patriarch, you have to think about your clan."
The old woman continued to delay: "It's too hasty, we have to think about it again, please give us some time."
The goatee messenger shook his hand: "Humph! Waste of my time! Tell you, if I don't return to the camp after the sun goes down, the army will attack. You don't have time to think about it!"
The goatee messenger was pressing step by step, the old woman and the patriarch were suppressed in his momentum, thumped and fell, and people came to help the old woman.
At this time, the female captain came.
The female captain saw that the goatee knocked down the patriarch, and her originally displeased expression became even darker.
The goatee messenger saw the female captain and rubbed his beard: "Oh, there are such beauties in the Shuangshuanghua Village? Haha, not bad."
The speaker came out, it was the butcher who killed the big crocodile on the street, and the butcher shouted: "This is the captain of our hunting team of the Shuangshuanghua Village! You have to be respectful!"
The goatee messenger smiled: "Captain? Not bad."
Looking at the frivolous appearance of the goatee, people are very angry.
The female captain stretched out her hand to appease these people, and approached the goatee messenger.
The goatee messenger saw that the female captain was so sensible, and stretched out his hand to grab the female captain's hand.
However, what was caught was the short knife drawn by the female captain. With a "poof", the goatee messenger was stabbed through the heart.
The goatee messenger was incredulously surprised. The female captain took out the short knife, switched sides, and stabbed it in again, directly piercing the two waists.
The goatee messenger was severely injured, and slowly knelt down, clutching his big belly.
The female captain grabbed the goatee messenger's hair, cut the blade down his neck, and cut his head.
The two attendants of the goatee messenger were at the door of the conference hall. They saw it and ran away immediately.
The female captain ordered: "Catch them! Kill them on the spot!"
There were screams outside the conference hall. After a while, the hunting team led the heads of the two followers in, and threw their heads on the head of the goatee. The three heads formed a triangle, and the ground was covered in blood.
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