Section 437

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Is it only one year...

Looking at the handwriting on the ground, a trace of bitterness felt from the corner of my mouth. Read h-u-n-mix*h-u-n-mix*small-shu-shu-net-shu-net-shu-net-shu-net-

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Of course he would not think that the bandage merchant asked him to go to this place in a year. He knew clearly that this year... was actually his boundary. The bandage merchant used the method of detonating energy to push him to the meteorite level. This action fully interpreted the concept of meteorite level explosion. It allowed the Blood Pupil to have the effect of ordinary people practicing for several years when he first entered. It undoubtedly accelerated his evolution time.

But behind the sweet-looking fruit is a terrible poison.

The price of doing this is that the metabolism of Blood Pupil is faster than that of ordinary people and consumes more severe vitality. In this way, the average person only has one year left when he falls into Blood Pupil at the ten-year limit of the meteorite level.

What a short time this is a year.

If it is used for adventure, it will not even reach a distant starry sky this year. If it is used for a mission, it will only be the duration of a small mission. If it is used for practice, there may be no progress. If it is used for tourism, it will not even be able to visit the scenery of a planet.

But this year, for the Blood Pupil, he must break the meteorite. Otherwise... he will die.

What a terrible fact. Especially for Xue Tong, a person who has struggled for survival since childhood, this is simply a nightmare. In order to survive, he hunted, fought, and obtained the meager food in the minions of the mutant beast. In order to survive, he left x35 and became a cosmic mercenary. Also in order to survive, he kept getting stronger and tortured himself like a pathological condition. It can be said that in Xue Tong's consciousness, the survival crisis always ranks first.

Since he entered the comet level, he thought that the pressure of survival would become less, but he did not expect that this accident would come again. Instead, he pushed him to the brink of life and death. That kind of pain and frustration was so bitter to the blood pupil.

But...this is reality...

Xue Tong turned his head and quietly looked at the skeleton in the corner of the wall. His face gradually calmed down.

He is a Crodiller, and that is the price he has to bear. Blood Eyes can predict that in the future, the pressure of survival will be greater. If his identity is exposed, it will be a disaster situation.

So he must become stronger and stronger at a faster speed. From this perspective, the bandage merchant's actions are beneficial to him.

"Thank you, Rea."

Xue Tong said to the skeleton. Then he bent down and dug out a tomb for the skeleton. He put the skeleton in. It was strange that the skeleton had been lying here for a long time, but its bones were still as hard as steel. There was no sign of decay at all.

Blood Eye buried the skeleton and then made a mark on the wall.

"I'm sorry I can't leave you a tombstone, but I think for you, such a destination is what you want. After all... you are a man called a legend..."

"How can you write your legend as a tombstone?"

Xue Tong murmured to himself, and then left the wastewater treatment factory without looking back.

Maybe he will never come back to this place. Let this guy sleep here quietly... Isn't this the best ending for a legend?

In fact, the bandage merchant did not expect that Xue Tong's will had long exceeded the limits of ordinary people. Therefore, he could sense the movements around him when he was in a coma. Therefore, his words had long been heard by Xue Tong's ears.

Walking out of the sewer like hell, Xue Tong came to the surface of Sanctuary No. 27. At this time, it was too late outside, and the storm of death was whistling across the earth. There were rolling sand and gravel everywhere. But there were many corners of shelter in the ruins of the shelter.

Xuetong found Singer in the hall of a building. At this time, he was sitting by a bonfire, and his off-road vehicle was parked in a corner of the hall.

"You finally figured it out." Seeing the appearance of blood pupils, Singer said happily. "I have been waiting for you for a week, and I thought something happened to you. I planned to find you after this storm."

"Is it only one week?" Xue Tong said lightly. "I thought it was one year."

"Stop kidding. How is that possible? What happened to you to feel like this?" Singer widened his eyes. Then he picked up a piece of barbecue from the bonfire and handed it to Xue Tong.

"For, we have eaten up all our food, I can only catch a sandworm from the desert there. This is its inner spine. You know this thing is a top-notch product."

"………………” Xue Tong fell silent and looked at the oily barbecue silently.

Isn’t the inner spine of the sandworm the harvest that I got when I hunted on x35 for the last time? At that time, I killed the guardian copper teeth at the gathering point for this thing, which triggered a conflict with the black bear. Now when I see this thing again, Xue Tong only feels a lot.

The environment is still the same, but people are no longer the same people as they were...

Now, the entire x35 is just an unnecessary piece of ruin in his eyes. Even the once precious food has become distant memories, making him feel a dream. All of this is because he took that step. If he had not agreed to Hensel's invitation at the beginning, then he would still be struggling with x35, just like those hunters of the end of the world. Or he had already died.

This is fate...

Xue Tong thought quietly, but calmly took the barbecue handed to Singer and ate it in big mouthfuls. Singer's skill is good, and the meat is roasted just right. The soft meat and the smoked bonfire made the taste really great. Of course, this thing is nothing good compared to the food in the fifth world. But in Xue Tong's heart, it is the best thing.

Blood pupils chewed in big mouths, letting the oil flow along the mouth. In just a while, the barbecue was eaten clean. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and said to Singer.

"You have enough rest these days?"

"Uh!?" Singer was about to hand over a kettle to Xue Tong, but he was stunned when he heard this. He showed a fearful expression in a flash.

"Hey, have you come up with some way to torture me again, right? I told you that I haven't been idle during this period. I've been doing it every day according to the training plan you gave me. I've been lazy for a day. You can't find fault with nothing."

"It's okay to find fault?" Xue Tong showed a sneer. "You know how many people want me to find fault like this. I'm too lazy to pay attention to it if it wasn't for my sect leader... forget it, there's no need to tell you about these."

"Wait... your sect leader." Singler was excited and straightened his body suddenly. "Jue... Lord Xue Tong. Who is your sect leader? By the way, tell me about your identity. I am very interested..."

"My identity?" Xue Tong glanced at Singer and showed a faint smile. "Didn't you guessed it long ago? As for my sect leader, you are not qualified to know. Before you meet my standards, you are just an optional guy."

"Am I that bad?" Singer sat back, feeling a little nervous. He was actually a strong man in x35, so he never thought that one day he would be evaluated for nothing. But if this sentence was said by Xue Tong, he had no temper.

Xue Tong's strength was seen with his own eyes. It can be said that in Singer's heart, Xue Tong is like an omnipotent god. He has the power to destroy the world. He must be right when he said what he was.

But Singer forgot that Xue Tong's current vision is not the same as his? Xue Tong said that Singer is weak and that it is only relative. If you really want to put Singer in the vassal level of a cosmic mercenary, you may have to look at it backwards. Singer unknowingly suffered a great loss in Xue Tong, and it has not been reversed for a long time in the future. It is another matter whether it is a disaster or a blessing.

But at the moment, Blood Eyes won't make him so easy.

Sitting next to the warm campfire, Xue Tong reached out to take the kettle and took a sip, then raised his head and looked at the storm outside.

"Singer, what do you think of the weather outside?"

"Scared?" Singer was startled. He wondered why Xue Tong mentioned the weather. Isn't the weather always like this in x35? Storms, sand, radiation, dark clouds have continued for hundreds of years. Why did Xue Tong suddenly become interested in the weather?

But despite this, Singer replied honestly. "It's pretty good."

Today's Death Wind is not strong, and according to the x35 standards, it is indeed "good".

Hearing Singer's answer, Xue Tong did not speak, but turned his head to look out the door. His eyes were a little cold and mysterious, as if a layer of fog was shrouded in such a way that Singer could not see the meaning.

After a while, Xue Tong sighed and raised his head to drink all the water in the kettle.

"Since it's good, you go out and give it to me."

"Ah!?" Singlen's eyes widened, almost unable to believe his ears.

This weather...let me go out?

Hell, this is a gust of death. No matter how weak it is, it is not something that humans can resist. What is the difference between walking out of a shelter and suicide in such a weather? Without shelter and protection, no matter how strong a person is, he will be blown into shreds of flesh by the strong wind.

But Singer still underestimated the ruthlessness of Xue Tong. He just glanced at Singer indifferently and repeated the order.

"You go out now and do something for me. If it is done, I will take you out of this end of the world. You can treat it as a test, or you can choose to accept or refuse."

"……………” Singer was silent. He realized that Xue Tong was not joking. After pondering this, he finally gritted his teeth and asked in a deep voice.

"What's up?"

"Ding!" As soon as the words were finished, a piece of ceramic fragments swirled in front of Singer. Then the voice of the blood pupil sounded in his ears.

"Take this piece of debris and go to a city three hundred kilometers northwest of here. Find the soldiers there. If their combat suit armor is the same as this piece of debris." Xue Tong paused for a moment, then said calmly.

"Kill them all, and bring back their city lord's head."
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