MTL - I’m Walking the Career Line In Dog Blood-Chapter 171

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"Ah-"

appear before them.

All the players turned into insect shapes for the first time. The Zerg standing at the front was dressed in armor and had black forked horns on his head. Pick and throw it out.

But not all players are so lucky. Some zerg evolve in the direction of speed, flight, poison, etc. Their changed worms can't stop this strange bird.

"Damn, the beaks of these birds are sharper than steel."

"They are blood-eating finches, they feed on blood, and are known for their speed and sharp beaks. Be careful not to get close to them."

It's too late.

The one whose foot was injured at the beginning turned into a long worm, and quickly changed the color of the body surface, blending with the tree, and his breathing rate also dropped to the lowest point. But the **** smell of his feet ruined this delicate camouflage.

The hunter who was as fast as the arrow directly bit his throat, the player widened his eyes, feeling the feeling of a piece of flesh being bitten off his neck and blood being greedily sucked, and then slowly fell down.

The other players looked at him with red eyes, then turned to these difficult group hunters.

"The Zerg have lived for too long in the peaceful age, and each one has raised fat and blood, and the fighting instinct is almost wiped out." The audience in the live broadcast room commented.

There are many players who die because of poor reaction every time. So as soon as the game was over, everyone said that they wanted to exercise themselves, but the next game after three years was still the same, nothing changed. It seemed that they said that they were just exercising their mouths.

"It's not that they don't train themselves, it's the ordinary training without a life-and-death crisis in the training ground, which is completely different from this game of facing death, which brings people a sense of oppression. Most people's psychological quality It simply didn't meet the standard of being 'ready to fight', let alone fighting against it."

In addition to the Zerg, there are many races that are eyeing, how can you be so slack? Yubi is the reason why so many people die in the survival game, and it is still held every three years.

"Cuckoo!" The voices of the hunters on the screen suddenly changed their tone, and those who were about to move seemed to encounter a natural enemy, and they actually began to avoid restlessly to both sides.

"Wocao, there won't be a big boss." The audience watched with excitement and tension.

A figure appeared in the rain curtain. It was not clear whether it was a man or a woman. It was quite tall and was holding something in his hand.

"Cuckoo!" One of the largest bird monsters made a sharp cry, it retreated while testing, all the birds retreated, retreated to a safe position, and then fled into the forest with a swipe No trace of it.

And the person who had scared off the birds before they got close also showed a clear appearance.

"The harp of the explorer?"

Qin sniffed, determined the direction she was going, and continued to go where she went, neither looking at these players nor those bird monsters.

After he left, the remaining contestants found their voices: "That was... Qin?"

"It is indeed a high-level Zerg, it is a strong sense of oppression."

Contacted a high-level Zerg.

"No, it has nothing to do with his level. I have seen other high-level Zerg, and there is no such calm, but deterrent temperament. Is it a killing **** honed in battle? , this game field is probably not difficult for him at all." The captain of the players looked solemn.

"I heard that his lifespan is coming to an end. The advanced Zerg at this time are all lightning strikes. In short, avoid him, or you may not have such good luck next time."

In this 100% simulated ancient environment, in the battle of life and death, the players really feel what is called 'survival', and their identities are switched between prey and hunter at any time.

Some players who were seriously injured and without medication opted out, and many more died.

An Yinong looked at the number of survivors that was decreasing every minute, put down his hand and looked at the canopy.

That was the second place he found with traces of ancient Zerg living, the tree house.

The wood that has not been carefully sanded is tied with vines, and the top is covered with leaves, which is a simple and practical tree house. However, the leaf roof is now mostly empty, and the walls of the tree house are also heavily damaged.

Follow these vines flexibly through these tree houses.

He observed carefully and thought there was no danger, so he let Fengchi stay under the tree and climb up to see it by himself.

There are still some discarded wooden bowls and spoons in the broken tree house.

At the same time he found some footprints on the floor of the tree house. It seems that someone has been here, but I don't know why they haven't set up a tent here. Although the tree house is somewhat damaged, it can still be used as long as it is replaced with new leaves.

An Yinong checked the hut and found nothing, then he went to another hut.

The remaining treehouses are similar, and many of them have become homes for birds in the forest. In it they lay eggs and raise their young, and they are also exceptionally aggressive.

Maybe that's why the previous players didn't stay?

Finally, he found the middle and highest tree house. This tree house looks nothing special from the outside, but after entering it, I found that there is a universe inside.

Of course, it has long been occupied by the bird family.

Well, it might be a little strange to say 'small' birds, they are over a meter tall, with sharp claws and sharp curved beaks.

These highly aggressive birds have not evolved so advanced, An Yinong can only vaguely feel their emotions, and then communicate.

He comforted the mother bird and a few young birds and gave them the fruits they had just collected. In this way, he was given the privilege of visiting the bird's nest.

On the walls of this tree house are some equally original abstract paintings. There are hunting pictures, sacrificial pictures, and some pictures for recording.

An Yinong also saw a 'battle' picture, one side is the flying Zerg with most wings, and the other is the Zerg who mainly defend and attack. It seems that both sides suffered heavy losses.

The next picture shows that the two sides reconcile as they dance around a bonfire.

The picture continues, and history continues. An Yinong came to the last picture. The engraving on this picture was uneven and crooked. It can be seen that they were all in a panic.

Anon saw rows of lines again, and below the lines was a curve that swept the Zerg and some unknown things.

"What is it that forces the burrowers to sacrifice their leaders or heroes, and the burrowers to flee their settlements?"

An Yinong looked at the endless heavy rain outside, and was so foolish as to dream last night, a clue flashed in his mind.

"If this is the case, then this place cannot stay any longer."

As he was about to leave, he suddenly saw a corner of a wooden block protruding from the bird's nest made of branches and hay.

An Yinong carefully pulled out this thing, okay, it's another treasure map.

The thing this hive used to reward the heroes of the tribe was feathers, so he looked for feathers, and sure enough he found them, and it was nearby. He lights up the ring and is about to take a closer look...

"Ouch—" Feng Chi's voice interrupted his movements.

"Hey, who are you? What are you doing?" An Yinong saw the players surrounding Fengchi, he jumped out of the tree house, grabbed the vines and quickly slid down.

"Ow." Feng Chi ran over when he saw him.

The players glanced at the red flag on his chest and then looked at his face: "Divergence period?"

"Who are you?"

An Yinong fell to the ground, splashing a splash of water. The heavy rain has been falling since last night, and a layer of water has accumulated on the ground, and the temperature has also dropped. If the thermal insulation function of the protective clothing is not activated, it may die from hypothermia.

There are six people standing in front of him, all of them are men, about the same age, they have a sense of 'collective', as if they have been training together for a long time to trust each other.

Also, An Yinong felt 'threatened', and it was Qin who gave him this feeling last time.

The six-person group, well-trained and tacit, suspected of being a high-level Zerg. More trouble than the team he encountered on the first day.

"Child, is this wind-fighting beast yours? How about we exchange it for something? What do you want? Food, medicine, weapons are all available." The man with short cyan hair looked at An with a smile. to agriculture.

An Yinong stroked Fengchi's neck: "It's my friend, I won't sell my friend."

The blue-haired man looked at him, neither of them spoke, the atmosphere was even colder than rain.

"Wow!" On the tree behind An Yinong, the mother bird stuck her head out. Qingfa looked at the bird, her eyes flickered, and she smiled again: "That's such a pity."

Watching these six people turn their heads and leave without a word, An Yinong stroked Fengchi again, put the spray bottle hidden in his hand back into his sleeve, and tightened the rope.

"Ken, what's so weird about that boy?" One of the six people asked after getting out of An Yinong's line of sight.

"Do you know the starter bird? A strange bird that is solitary and doesn't like to be neighbors with any species. But the boy just came down from the starter bird's nest.

"In addition, as a top predator, the wind beast is also difficult to tame, but as you can see, the wind beast is very close to him. This boy seems to have a special understanding of animals Method."

"Will it be too cautious?" The teammate said, "He is just a differentiation period."

"Dare to enter the game during the differentiation period, do you think he will have no dependence? I think this boy may be more dangerous than the big men with muscles. There are everyone in the game, don't underestimate anyone."

"Yes."

Ken's teammates trusted him and had no problem with his decision, but the audience didn't.

In the live broadcast room of Ken Squad outside the field, some viewers were laughing at Ken's being too careful: "In a differentiation period, he doesn't have any special ability, he can't transform into a worm, he doesn't even dare to do this? From today He should have changed his name to Ken the Timid at first."

"It should be because of the same country. Willing to kill people from the same country."

"He's just making excuses for his cowardice, and it's really a shame for the advanced Zerg."

This group of people has been roaring, making others unable to discuss normally, they finally can't stand it: "If you have the ability, you can enter the game, you don't need to act and only use your mouth to be 'brave' outside the field, right? Then you should change your name to 'The Warriors of the Mouth'."

These disturbances outside the stadium did not affect the players inside the stadium, An Yinong had collected enough food, he returned to the cave, but Qin came back earlier than him and hunted A lot of animals, brought back a lot of wood.

Qin's face was expressionless, but An Yinong had a feeling that when he used this power, he should be in a very uncomfortable state.

The original owner who doesn't care about current affairs doesn't know that Qin's spiritual realm is damaged and will die, and neither does An Yinong. But even if he didn't know, he knew that the more advanced Zerg used their abilities, the faster they died.

So he came up and said, "That's enough, get some rest, I'll do it next."

Qin looked at An Yinong's fingers on the back of his hand, his fingers were completely white, and they had a cold and smooth touch unique to the differentiation period. Qin felt strangely soft.

He looked at him, from the hair that was already an inch white, to the soft and childish face: still a minor.

The time of the advanced Zerg is different from that of other Zerg. Others are in high spirits at the age of 30, but the 30-year-old of the advanced Zerg is already the end of the sun.

'Do you believe in love at first sight? ’

'I believe. But I don't have the courage to do anything. ’