Apocalypse: We Are Filling The World With Supplies

Nima, how much you like kimchi!

It's a pickle maniac.

Lin Xuan and the others continued to walk forward and came to a hall.

On the walls around this hall, there are eight passageways leading in different directions.

The Yong Road is deep and dark, and there is a cold and treacherous aura in it, which makes people shudder.

Lin Xuan thought secretly in his heart.

Eight channels means eight choices, and if you choose wrong, you are likely to fall into the trap of the organ and die.

Seeing this, a little man couldn't help but smack his lips:

"There are so many passages, and I don't know which one is the way to the basement!"

Yoshiko Kawashima sneered: "

This is simple!"

Saying that, she pointed to the eight little days:

"A few of you, enter a passage alone and see which one is the right way!"

"Hey!"

A few little days could only say yes and walked into the passage with a hard head.

Yoshiko Kawashima came to Lin Xuan's side, directly hit people with the ball, and said with a wink

: "Steel plate san, let's wait here."

Lin Xuan nodded slightly, stretched out his finger and hooked Yoshiko Kawashima's chin:

"You drop, but you are really a little genius."

Suddenly, it caused Yoshiko Kawashima to be disgusted, the flower branches trembled, and the jade fruit swayed.

At this moment, a scream came from the first passage, echoing in the darkness of the hall for a long time.

"Ugh!"

Give somebody the creeps.

Yoshiko Kawashima grinned and said

, "What a beautiful sound, ruled out a wrong answer for us."

Lin Xuan couldn't help but secretly speak.

I thought I was ruthless enough, but this Yoshiko Kawashima is actually more perverted than herself!

Within three minutes, screams were heard from everywhere.

Yoshiko Kawashima was excited:

"Right away, we will know the right path!"

"The people who entered the first, three, four, five, six, seven, and eight were dead..."

"Then the correct answer is, the second channel."

"Gangpan-san, shall we go in?"

Lin Xuan didn't care.

Even if there is a mechanism here, it can be completely coped with by itself.

I just don't want to go the wrong way.

"Let's go."

Several people walked into the second passage.

There was a dead silence in the dark passage, and the cold frost wind was like a slippery leech, constantly drilling into the pores of everyone.

Goosebumps come up.

One Xiao Rizi swallowed his spit fiercely: "Here, there is a bit of

an evil door..." Another Xiao Rizi said:

"Can it not be an evil door!"

"The kimchi altar buries the high-ranking people of the Kimchi Country throughout the ages, and the yin qi is very heavy."

"It can be said that this is the royal mausoleum of the Kimchi Country."

"It is said that there is also a huge treasure hidden!"

Lin Xuan's heart moved when he heard this: "Treasure?

"What treasure?"

Xiao Rizi said: "Before the end of the world, there was a lot of gold hidden here, which was considered hard currency.

"After the end of the world, a lot of energy spars have been hidden one after another."

"Moreover, there is intelligence to show it."

"The first elder of the Kimchi Country once discovered a mysterious spar."

"Many strong people were brought in to investigate, but nothing was found."

"In the end, the mysterious spar was hidden in the kimchi altar."

Lin Xuan smiled when he heard this:

"Yoxi!"

It seems that there is an unexpected gain this time.

At this moment, a pleasant singing voice came from the Yongdao in front.

The sound is ethereal and ethereal.

It's like the sound of a child's song.

It's like a baby's cry from the cemetery in the middle of the night.

Yoshiko Kawashima frowned: "Listen, the voice seems to be getting closer and closer!"

"Can you hear what she's singing?"

Lin Xuan was also listening intently.

"March is a good time to make kimchi..." "April is a good time to make kimchi..." "May is a good time to make

kimchi..."

Suddenly, Lin Xuan and the others walked into a vast hall.

The main hall is surrounded by gold, jewelry, jewelry, precious stones, crystals, agate...

A golden brilliance shrouded the entire hall.

Then there are dazzling energy spars, covering the ground, tens of thousands.

Yoshiko Kawashima and the little ones were suddenly ecstatic.

"Yossie, get rich!"

"We're rich!"

"This is the treasury of the legendary Kimchi Country!"

Lin Xuan smiled in his heart.

Rich?

Does it have anything to do with you?

It's obviously all mine.

At this time, Lin Xuan saw a little girl walking towards everyone.

She was about eleven or twelve years old, wearing a white gauze dress, with delicate facial features and a sweet smile on her porcelain doll-like face.

She danced happily and walked towards here, humming the nursery rhyme in her mouth:

"March is a good time to make kimchi..." "April is a good time to make kimchi..."