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Chapter 249 First Contact(1/2)

Xiao Wu turned his head, his hair swaying in the lake like slow motion. Through the clear water, he saw the struggling Four Seasons natives.

In a sudden flood, even the people on Earth who can only drink water through their mouths may drown, let alone the people who can drink water even in these days.

"Peng!" He rushed out, like a missile rising into the sky, leaving a long trail.

Glancing at the girl who was rescuing people, he rushed towards the children and the elderly.

"Haha!" Qing Shui emerged from the water with the child in his arms, turned his face twice, and gradually became stunned and stunned.

There is vast water all around, and only the sand dunes in the distance prove that she is still in the desert.

Standing on the sand dunes, or looking directly from the air, her head and the head of the child in her arms hung alone on the lake, like a black spot on the mirror.

Small five-foot fish scurry around the bottom of the lake, directly transporting people from the bottom of the water to the desert beside the lake in the shortest distance.

On the edge of the lake, like dried fish, lay the four-season natives with bulging bellies.

Qingshui finally endured the pain of water pouring into his body, and swam to the shore with the child in his arms. When he knelt down and vomited the lake water, there was a splashing sound behind him. He had never heard so much water flowing, like a desert desert.

Fall'.

She kept her kneeling position and looked back, and saw Xiao Wu pulling a rope out of the lake. The three sand camel beasts tied to the rope emerged from the water like a small mountain.

The wounds on their legs have healed. As long as there is water, any injury to the Shatuo beast is just mud stuck to its body.

Shatuomon is also vomiting water.

Never before, neither Qingshui nor Shatuomon had the experience of immersing their whole bodies in water.

Even in the oasis gifted by the King of Wind and Light, I only dare to put my hand into the water and dare not waste it.

Where does the lake water come from?

She looked at Xiao Wu.

"Um," Xiao Wu put away the rope, "are you okay?"

"You...poof!" Another large mouthful of lake water spurted out from Qing Shui's mouth.

There seemed to be water flowing out of not just the mouth, nose, and eye sockets.

The cloud platform fell, and Li Changzhou looked at the four-season natives in front of him. They all had wheat-colored skin, most of their hair was red, their eyes were sky blue or lake blue, and their clothes were desert yellow.

These people can immediately recognize that they are Earthlings. Does this mean that there is no race of black-haired and brown-haired people on this planet?

He turned his attention to Qingshui: "Excuse me, what is the 'blessing of wind and light' you mentioned before? Is it your belief or the belief of everyone on this planet?"

To get the Four Seasons Stars to surrender voluntarily, destroying their faith is one of the ways, and may even be the most effective way.



Northeast Line.

The ‘Signal Light’ sat on a fallen tree trunk, guarding the hive above its head.

The spear was stuck in the soil on one side, and he was holding the front leg of a quadruped in his hand. With a flick of his head, his strong teeth tore off a strip of flesh.

Chewing heavily, there was blood on the side of the mouth, it was raw.

"It tastes better than raw deer, raw horse, or raw sheep."

In order not to attract the attention of the local indigenous people, no fire was lit at the 'Semaphore'.

He is not afraid of the local aborigines. His current task is to ensure that the hive above his head hatches safely and does not want to cause unnecessary problems.

Eating raw meat is nothing to him. He has encountered every environment in the first stage, eaten everything, drank his own urine in the desert, and drank the blood of other players.

As for why you eat...

As one of the top players on the planet, 'Semaphore' needs a lot of food every day. He has "Hundred Vegetable Pills" on him, but he is not hungry now. He just eats something just in case and has nothing to do, so naturally he cannot touch the granary.

Looking left and right, the weather is as warm as spring, and the petals are like a sea. The lethal golden-ringed wasp collects nectar for the mother bee to reproduce.

Every time there are more golden-ringed wasps flying out of the hive than last time.

When the darkness became like a black cloud, half of the golden-ringed wasps gathered around the new mother bee and flew elsewhere to build a new nest.

The 'signal light' has been on guard for about two hours, and the hive has split five times, with an average of once every 24 minutes.

It’s 6 minutes faster than the 30 minutes the ‘bonsai enthusiast’ guy said. Is it because there are more flowers here and the nectar is more nutritious?

"The meat tastes better too." 'Signal Light' took another bite of meat.

At his feet, an animal with only bones lying.

Whizzing!

The overwhelming arrows seemed to form a black python, biting towards the 'signal light'.

‘Signal Light’ chewed heavily, and the spear standing beside him emitted a green light barrier, covering him.

The arrow missed and hit it, making a thumping sound, and ripples appeared on the barrier as if it were raining.

"We were discovered after all. We ate raw meat for free. If I had known it, it would have been cooked." The signal light took another bite of meat.

The arrows fell to the ground and piled up around him, like a pile of firewood, trying to cook him.

The signal light decided to use the arrow to grill the meat later. Well, it can also skewer the meat.

The world was a bit strangely quiet. He raised his head and saw the hive fixed by arrows. Fish bone-like thorns grew out of the arrow shafts, stinging all the golden-ringed wasps in the hive.

"Fuck!" He threw away the raw meat in his hand, stood up, and reached for the spear.

boom!

A three-meter-thick giant tree hit with a force that was as heavy as a thousand stones. The green light barrier instantly shattered, and the signal light flew out like a cannonball, rolling down into a pile of trees and flowers.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Countless arrows fell, submerging the location of the signal light and leaving thorns everywhere.

A group of forest men with bark of various colors on their bodies walked out from around the forest.

"78 left."

"The plants know the locations of seven people, and there is one who is alone. Find him first."

"Cut off this man's head and go to the elder to receive the reward."

A forest man put away his bow and arrow, walked towards the thorn bush, and pulled out the dagger from his waist.

"Pooh!"

There was a sudden sound... The dagger was held in front of him, the others drew their bows and arrows, and the forest man stared at the thorn bushes with a cold face.

"Damn, the raw meat is still stuck in the teeth." The traffic light's clothes were not torn, and his eyes were flashing with strange lights, red, yellow, green...

"You are out of luck." The left eye of the signal light is red and the right eye is green. "Red light - no passage."

The "signal lights" of traffic lights: red light stop, green light go, yellow light, etc., left eye for the enemy, right eye for yourself.

Note: What would happen if there were three eyes? What if there were eight eyes? Also, does the butthole count as an eye? Ma Yan....(blacked out here)

The forest man stood where he was.

The wind blew, and the petals were like rain. The signal light broke off a handful of thorns and popped them out one by one as if playing.

"The land old man Huawei version."

Smoke rises and the earth comes out.

"Call the bonsai back and inform everyone that the indigenous people I met can communicate with plants."

"I understand."

The signal light popped out the last thorn in the palm, and there were only two foresters left standing.

"Misjudgment? Forget it, Thanos only kills half of the people. It's okay for me to keep two." The signal light clapped his hands and pulled out his spear.

No movement was seen, the ground cracked, and the others had disappeared.

After 60 seconds of red light, the two surviving forest men fled in panic from where they were.

Not far away, a branch was blown by the wind, and it followed him staggeringly.

"Tianshe Moth Style·Tree Branch Mimicry"

A small C-level skill that should have been eliminated long ago, but it has been kept because of its usefulness.



Northwest line.

National team, 11 people.

The sound of gunfire was piercing and bullets were buzzing. Soldiers in combat uniforms marched side by side, puffs of white gunpowder smoke coming from their submachine guns.

The charging dwarves fell in rows.

The gunfire stopped.

Thirty soldiers released their empty submachine guns at the same time and pulled out the pistols on the right side of their thighs in a uniform movement.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

One shot at a time to kill, no bullets missed.

He is obviously a human being, but he is as unstoppable as a bulldozer.

"Report, all enemies have been wiped out, please give instructions!"

"Thank you for your hard work." Hou Feng nodded, "You have run out of bullets, so go back first."

"yes!"

The soldiers disappeared, leaving dwarf corpses all over the ground.
To be continued...
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