The plan set by the god of pain for the golden apple is not unscientific.
Give a certain amount of time to resolve the issue.
If it can't be solved, it means it's all rubbish, so let's finish the game together.
There is no pity, and there is no grievance to complain about.
However, as a party to solve the problem.
Cai Gen's heart was no longer comforted by science.
The god of suffering is still so ruthless and merciless in his work.
From a purely business perspective, it is indeed very efficient.
It's just a bit expensive.
Cai Gen clarified his thoughts, climbed to the roof of the RV again, and punched and kicked Wu Shengcheng's radar, venting the frustration caused by the God of Pain Plan.
"Why didn't you tell me such an important thing earlier?
They are all bullshit and do nothing serious.
Why are you so embarrassed by Naqi?
It’s not my fault that you don’t have any friends, you’ve tricked them all, right?”
Wu Sheng didn't think it was anything to be beaten, he seemed to be used to it.
"Qiqi, is Cai Gen always so unreasonable?
I have said several times that time is running out.
If he doesn't take it personally, how can he blame Chong Chong?"
"Chongchong, I don't understand Cai Gen either.
You could say that he is a serious person, but he always has a bit of irregularity.
You could say that he is not serious, but he always pretends to be a serious person.
Once you get used to it, you'll get better. Usually I don't pay attention to him when he goes crazy.
You treat it as if you were bitten by a dog, how can you bite it back?"
"Well, Qiqi, if you say that, I'll think about it.
Cai Gen, hitting me counts as time.
You can continue, I don’t care, I can’t bite you back anyway.”
Xiao Sun jumped up and pulled Cai Gen.
"Third uncle, it won't hurt if you hit him, why bother?
I suspect that Wu Sheng has no pain nerves at all, and his brain is completely insensitive."
Howling Tmall also jumped up, followed by the teddy bear.
"Smelly monkey, you are wrong.
He is really looking down on nothing, does he have any brains?"
"Brother Tian, if you don't have a brain, how can Wu Sheng think?"
"He thinks with his butt, hahaha.
This is considered private, don’t tell outsiders.”
"Fu Dou, you are so stupid again.
Qiqi, let’s have a round and let Fu Dou fly.”
"Chongchong, you let him take off first, and I'll pick him up."
"Stop making noise, stop making trouble.
They're all very serious.
What are you still doing?
Get in the car quickly.
We are not racing against time, we are saving lives.
Hold on tight, whoever wants to go will go, where he will die and where he will be buried, we have already thought about it.
Naqi, start the car and hurry up, as if you are immortal in the void."
Naqi may or may not die in the void. He is mainly afraid of boredom.
Putting down his kicks, he drifted on the spot and ran towards the mountains in the distance without any further nonsense.
The group of people under the car moved quickly, chasing Na Qi and all got into the car.
Under the wall of Troy, only the logistics team and the rescued old man were left.
Cai Gen sat on the roof of the car and looked at the dark mountains, which were so high.
Cai Gen has not liked climbing mountains since he was a child. Especially after he gained weight, it can be said that he has never climbed mountains.
Moreover, the mountain in front of him can be said to be the highest mountain that Cai Gen has ever seen with his own eyes.
After all, Ulanmutu Mountain, the highest peak in that small city, is only over 800 meters, so it’s still calculated as altitude.
The actual feeling is not much higher than Xiaoer's coal gangue mountain.
Even if it is developed into a tourist area and has a ropeway, Cai Gen is not willing to go there.
What was the name of the mountain in front of me just now?
Mount Olympus.
If it weren't for the Olympics, Cai Gen wouldn't be able to remember this name.
The space was shrinking, Naqi was running, and soon Cai Gen came to the holy fire at the foot of the mountain.
At this time, although the snowman is still in the same posture as before, his body is completely dark, like the snow in early winter, which is muddy and extremely dirty.
Looking at the holy fire from a close distance, there is still a bit of sacred meaning.
It was just a ball of miserably defeated flames, reflecting the snowman's pale face, as if he was making a sacrifice to summon the devil, and the style of the painting changed.
With a little change in color and surrounding environment, the same Holy Fire Snowman can have such a big contrast. Cai Gen watched it carefully for a long time.
Finally, I began to wonder if my mentality had changed, so I saw so many dark sides?
Is it the snowman or the snowman, the holy fire or the holy fire? Are you overthinking it?
Prolo jumped out of the car and started looking for numbers representing the year.
But after searching for a long time, I couldn't find it.
"Boss Cai, you may still need to activate it."
Cai Gen is annoyed when he sees Puo now.
On the way here just now, that mouth was like a broken car, constantly paying attention to the six golden flowers.
One moment I want to draw a sketch, another moment I want to read palms, and I even want to feel the bones. There is no bottom line and it is extremely unscrupulous.
"The fire has been lit, but the hair is still activated?"
Pu Puo didn't understand why Cai Gen was so irritable, and simply understood it as ignorance.
"Oh, come down quickly, aren't you in a hurry?
Although Hai Dalun's script has gone out of control, the key to unlocking the script has not changed.
The original actors may have been changed, but the process remains the same.
If you don't announce the curtain, the actors won't be able to come on stage."
Announcement?
Cai Gen jumped to the front of the car in one step, and in front of the snowman in the second step.
What the hell, it ended up being the announcer. Cai Gen really didn’t know whether to be happy or sad.
Push the snowman hard with both hands, as if trying to push the snowman out.
As a result, the snowman remained motionless and writing began to appear on his body.
Unified specifications, unified location.
Hard calendar year 7213.
Cai Gen recalled, how many years were we in Troy just now?
It seems to be 7154 years of hardship.
So more than sixty years have passed?
It’s really like a blink of an eye, and the vast ocean has turned into a mulberry field.
Time is reflected in the snowman, and there is no sense of history at all.
"Lao Pu, what happened to you after 7,213 years of hard work?"
Pu Puo stared at the numbers on the snowman, his eyes a little straight, and his mouth seemed to be talking in sleep.
"In the year 7213 of the Bitter Calendar, my forty-third illegitimate son was born. He is blond and blue-eyed. He will be as handsome as me when he grows up. He has inherited all the characteristics of the prophet. Unfortunately, he is blind."
Not blond?
Why are you still blind?
Could it be that fortune tellers in the Lashi world also have three shortcomings and five shortcomings?
Are they not blue eyes, but closed?
Cai Gen followed Puo's train of thought and thought about it. It's not nutritious.
The snowman appeared and the sacred fire was lit, certainly not to commemorate his blind son.
"Lao Pu, hurry up. After 7213 years of hard work, what happened?"
Pu Luo was stunned by Cai Gen's roar, reacted instantly, and exclaimed.
"War of the Gods!"
What?
Cai Gen wanted to continue asking in detail, but the surroundings in front of him suddenly changed.
The originally dark mountain disappeared and was replaced by ruins, the earth was devastated, and the sky was stained with blood.
Various magical special effects, like the bell ringing on New Year's Eve, are flying all over the sky, dazzling people.
A chain lightning, like a towering tree turned upside down, directly enveloped Cai Gen and the others.
Cai Gen decisively closed his eyes and gritted his teeth symbolically to express his final stubbornness.
