Shangguan Mou stood at the door, looked back at Liu Liang sitting on the ground, closed his eyes and rested, and resolutely decided to leave with his schoolbag on his back.

Farewell forever, this terrible secret realm, even if this terrifying hell can live forever, the longer you live in this place, the more torture it is.

He tiptoed and walked into the yard lightly, waved the pickaxe given by Liu Liang and dug out a wall, then lit the torch and walked towards the fog.

"Shangguan Gang, where are you going?"

Shangguan Mou's body was trembling, turned around and turned around and saw Liu Liang standing behind him, holding something inlaid with two iron pipes in his hand. Although he didn't know what this thing was, it must be a weapon, or an immortal magic weapon.

"Of course I'm leaving here. Senior, I don't want to ask for immortality anymore."

"Do you think this is the head of your kang, and you can leave as soon as you want? I don't allow it." Liu Liang had already pulled the trigger on his finger.

Shangguan Mou brainstormed in his mind and came up with an ultimate deterrent method.

A calm smile appeared on his face and said, "Senior, you once said that a powerful demon is asleep in this secret realm. Any powerful existence will attract the attention of His servants. Once you want to kill me, you will reveal your true strength. So in order to protect yourself, you should let me go so that both of us can live."

Liu Liang clenched his butt and said coldly: "Do you think I can't kill you without using my magical power? The weapon in my hand is a powerful weapon to kill people without relying on the true qi and soul."

Shangguan Mou stared at the double-barrel hunting rifle in Liu Liang's hand vigilantly, and his feet were already in force. He thought that as long as I flashed and retreated quickly, then turned around and ran into the fog, he would definitely be able to escape from the attack of the magic weapon in his hand and escape.

Time froze at the moment when the two confronted each other, Shangguan Mou's feet jumped up and turned 180 degrees in the air.

Just as he turned around, the gun in Liu Liang's hand blew twice, and the sharp crow scream erupted from the barrel. Shangguan Mou was shaken when he turned in the air. After the dizziness fell to the ground, he found that he was not injured. He felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart and quickly ran into the fog after landing.

However, the fog in front of him did not dissipate. He turned his head and saw that the torch was broken and extinguished!

In the mist, there were already slippery tentacles reaching towards him from all directions.

Shangguan Mou decisively pulled out his long sword from his waist and used the family sword technique to chop back and forth. The cut-off tentacles made a squeaking scream, but more tentacles reached towards him, not knowing the pain or being tired.

Soon a hill of tentacles was piled up under his feet, and the splashed black juice made him scarred and exposed his bones. Shangguan Mou finally stopped his true energy and lost his strength. He was wrapped around his legs by a thicker tentacle, dragged backwards to the ground, and was dragged to the depths of the thick fog.

Liu Liang stood in the distance and looked at the fight in the fog, and couldn't help but be shocked. Unexpectedly, Shangguan Mou's blood bar was so thick. Fortunately, the torch was knocked off just now. If it were hit, even ten guns would not kill the opponent's life. With the loading speed of the double-barrel hunting rifle of eight seconds, Shangguan Mou would have run away long ago when the bullet was loaded.

He lit the torch and walked towards the direction of the fight between the two sides. The fog gradually disappeared, and even the tentacle limbs piled up on the ground, which looked like trilobites, turned into a pool of sewage and penetrated into the ground.

A bunch of experience balls flew into his body on the ground, which directly made him rise to level 32, with a total of 9,832 experience points. Some of these experiences were cut tentacles, and some were dead Shangguan Mou. In this way, if Cthulhu kills martial arts people, he will get experience. If martial arts people kill Cthulhu creatures, he will also get experience. This is equivalent to rushing to the left and right in both directions is a profit.

Liu Liang picked up two sharp swords from the ground, one of which was Shangguan Mou and the other one of which was Shangguan Mou's younger brother Shangguan Xin. After putting it in the inventory, it showed its attributes.

【Shangguan Mou's Black Iron Sword】Excellent

Attack power:     90

Durability: 3330

Attack speed: 0.5s

20% critical damage

Made of thousand-year-old black iron, only for martial arts people.

【Shangguan Xin’s Iron Sword】Excellent

Attack power: 66

Durability: 2220

Attack speed: 0.7s

16 Bleeding Damage

Made of a hundred years of iron sperm, only for martial arts people.

What Liu Liang was most envious of these two weapons was their durability. If the durable black iron of three thousand points was made into a gun, it would probably support six thousand shots in a row.

Liu Liang held Shangguan Mou's sword in his hand and waved it to a small sapling and tried it. It really didn't work, and it was even worse than an axe.

He didn't know if the code was playing a role to prevent him from using strange weapons to cheat, but is this thing worthless?

Or try to take them in a furnace and burn them?

Liu Liang came to the room with two swords, first threw the fine iron sword into the furnace, and put coal on the lower layer, hoping for a miracle bug.

Unfortunately, the coal burned, but the fine iron sword did not deform for a long time.

These two special metal sword furnaces cannot be smelted. According to common sense and settings in the game, the furnace can only refine ores into iron. The blast furnace is the facility for refining steel. It is reasonable to use the blast furnace to refine refined iron and black iron.

But all the materials for making the blast furnace have been exhausted, so he must go out to collect it again and lit up the dimensional entrance to the martial arts plane. Of course, an incinerator needs to be placed at the entrance of the fog column. As long as fuel is added continuously, the fog can be permanently dispelled, and a semi-permanent camp can be built there.

Gao Chao put the excess supplies in the box, carrying only a hunting rifle, an axe, a pickaxe, a dozen torches, half a group of thorn fruits and dozens of slices of mint prepared to go out again.

Before leaving, he planted the seedlings of the fruit tree in the yard. According to the growth rules in the game, when he returns again, the fruit tree can grow more than ten feet high.

He set out along the original direction and route and soon arrived at the dimensional entrance of the fog column.

He first placed an incinerator at the exit and threw all the mummies he picked up on the way into the furnace. These mummies were so great. They didn't know whether they had contributed to the world when they were alive, but they made a lot of contributions as corpses. They burned themselves and illuminated the world.

Next, you should find one or two more martial arts babies for yourself. It is too hard, too tired and too lonely to struggle alone in this world.

Liu Liang walked into the fog pillar and came to the empty Gobi Desert. He looked at the weathered stone pillars around him. He had long realized that these things were a formation. For a long time, martial arts people had not entered here because of the obstruction of the stone pillar formation.

As long as he uses a pickaxe to dig out a few of the stone pillars, it will be like breaking the formation.

Liu Liang did it as soon as he said that, and carried a pickaxe to dig the pillar. Not long after, the pillar collapsed and a pile of stones and a few pieces of saltpeter were found in the inventory.

He dug five or six stone pillars in a row, turned around and saw the thick fog following behind, and quickly lit a torch and retreated back to the entrance of the fog pillar.

After destroying the so-called Basalt Stonehenge, Liu Liang returned to the game world from the fog pillars. He decided to build a camp along the entrance of the fog pillars, prepare a workbench and furnace, and then cut down trees and circle the fog pillars with a hexagonal wall.

He was not going to let people from the martial arts plane come in and face this cruel world. At least there was a buffer first and not scare people away.

When he cut down all the big trees in the range of the incinerator illuminated, he accumulated a full box of wood, enough to build a two-story small wooden building.

He built the building along the wall, like stacking two match boxes. The watchtower on the top took a lot of effort and built a slope top with railings.

Liu Liang can now look at the railings, but the surroundings are covered in gray. It is indeed an incalculable project to illuminate this forest.

A sound of ah shout suddenly came from the fog pillar. Liu Liang looked down and saw a man in purple silk clothes climbing up from the ground. Two followers wearing bamboo hats quickly helped him up.

"Oh, a new guest is here?"
Chapter completed!