Apocalyptic Forecast

"I'm not here!"

　　 Huai poem answered immediately, without thinking: "I went out today!"

　　 For a while, silence fell on the entire bridge, and even the red dragon's alarm came to an abrupt end.

　　 Everyone's eyes widened in amazement, and the shotgun in Foster's hand was filled in an instant.

　　 Two prayer deer hunting bombs are ready to go.

　　 just wait for the enemy to report!

　　 "Haha, people on the spot are still so interesting."

The peaceful voice echoed on the bridge, no, to be precise, echoed in the entire solar boat: "Please don’t fight for me, now I’m right in front of you, and please stop in time. otherwise……"

　　He paused meaningfully, and when their hearts were beating wildly, he suddenly said:

　　 "Otherwise, you will run over me..."

　　? ? ?

　　 I don't know how many question marks rose from everyone's heads for a while.

　　Why would anyone say such awkward things in such an awesome tone!

　　 Are you kidding me?

　　 "No kidding, please hurry up, it's not easy for me to find you." The helpless voice said: "Really, it's about to run over, please stop."

　　 "……"

　　 In silence, Raymond looked at Huai Shi.

　　 Huaishi stretched out his hand and motioned for him to brake.

　　 The premonition of death did not appear.

　　 In other words... Either the other party is not hostile, or the other party may be real, there is no way to take Huai Shi at all.

　　Or, both?

　　 The sun car stopped abruptly.

　　 The heavy chassis drew sparks on the sharp stone edges, and soon the sparks disappeared into the gloomy storm.

　　 "Now, can I trouble Mr. Huaishe to come out and meet?"

　　 The voice said: "I know this request is very unreasonable, but because of the inconvenience of legs and feet, it is really impossible to visit."

　　 "It's easy to talk."

　　 Huaishi smiled kindly, and kept moving in his hands, filling the cursed bullets into Beelzebu’s magazine one by one.

　　 sit still.

　　 But there is an afterimage silhouette rising from his shadow, forming the appearance of Huai poetry, stepping on the iron ladder, and walking into this gray storm.

　　 Countless sharp pieces of stone and sand are rushing towards the face, and under the horrific pressure that is enough to suffocate people in an instant, the barren world is looming in outline.

　　 However, there is nothing in front of me, nothing.

"I am out."

　　 Huai Shi said: "Where are you?"

"I……"

　　 The voice said awkwardly: "I'm under your feet..."

　　 "……"

　　 Huaishi was silent for a long time, bent down and raised her feet, but she didn't see anything.

　　 "Well, cut through the cracks in the stone, and you can see me." The voice said, "Thank you, please. Just now a stone fell, I'm going to die."

　　 "……"

　　 Huaishi's expression twitched.

　　 To be on the safe side, I directly rubbed a shovel out and dug it down. Amid the sharp friction, the person buried under the gravel finally revealed his true face.

　　 That is a...

　　 Huai Shi squinted her eyes, got closer, and looked carefully-snail?

　　 is indeed a snail.

Moreover, it is a fairly common scale snail. It is mainly active under the depth. It can be seen almost everywhere with water. It feeds on moss and has amazing tolerance. More than ten years of drought can only make it dehydrated and hibernated. , It can jump alive again when two drops of water go down.

　　 And, more importantly, it is edible.

　　 As long as it is dried, the toxicity and precipitation will be excreted with body fluids.

　　 The meat is quite chewy!

　　 ranks fourth in the **** recipes published by Huai Shi, and is the most common source of meat. And the off-white shell can also be ground to make nutritional medicine for the newcomer sublimator's complement period...

　　A snail is talking to himself?

　　 Huai Shi scratched his head.

　　 What kind of illusion is this?

　　 "Yes, yes, it's me, it's just a snail."

　　 The voice said: "Introduce yourself, Mr. Huaishi, my name is Oldham-maybe you are defensive against me, but after reading this, you should dispel your doubts.

Well--"

　　 Along with the snorting vigorously, the snail squirmed on the ground, as if trying hard. But after wriggling for a long time, he was discouraged.

　　 "Excuse me, can you give me some water?" Oldham said, "This body has been thirsty for too long, and it has no strength."

　　 "……"

　　 In silence, Huaishi trembling hands, took out a bottle of water from Guixu.

　　 "I gave it to you."

　　 can't do it, it's too miserable, this buddy is really miserable...

　　 He can't stand it anymore.

　　 I originally thought that such a mysterious enemy or hero in the abyss, but unexpectedly, it turned out to be an edible snail that was almost crushed to death.

　　 Is this hell?

　　 is too bizarre...

When a bottle of water was poured down, the snail seemed to be pumping up, and it grew long. Soon, the limbs outside the shell swelled quickly. Then, like vomiting, a sticky shiny iron piece was spit out from the mouthpart .

　　 On the iron sheet, the front is the emblem of the ideal country, and the back is the logo of a black whale. At this moment, it is exuding the same source quality fluctuations as the snail in front of me.

　　 To be exact, snails can have quality fluctuations, it is outrageous!

　　 And, according to the above proof, it turned out to be a member of the **** of the Utopia, and was granted a position and organization, a formal employee who is different from the cannon fodder of the dead!

　　 Now, in front of Huai Shi, is a [Black Whale]!

　　In the research institutions of the once-ideal country, most of the members who are active under the depth are named after animals.

　　 Among them, the armed researchers Baijiu do not mention that the red deer is a trader who wanders among the hells, obtaining resources for the ivory tower, and the gray stork is an agent who has changed his face and used **** creatures to perform secret missions in hell.

　　 And the last black whale is simply the lord of the flock in hell.

Local people through and through!

　　 "Introduce yourself again."

　　 Snail said: "My name is Oldham, a non-staff member who joined the Utopia 110 years ago, and at the same time, I am also your guide in the deep dark zone.

　　In your mission plan, there should be a relevant introduction. "

　　 Huai poem was shocked.

　　Plan?

　　 That kind of thing, let alone the application, it disappeared as early as the moment they walked into the situation.

　　 has always been completely left behind by him, so much so that he completely forgot that he had a guide in hell!

　　 He searched through the hometown for a long time, and finally found out, only to find Oldham's name in the guide part at the end.

　　 But the specific situation is not written at all.

　　 Russell only talks about the place, it will contact itself.

　　 But there is already a gap of twenty depths between myself and the original joint location! Can this be found?

　　 This ability to recourse is too scary, right?

"Nice to meet you."

　　 Huaishi subconsciously stretched out his hand to shake hands, only to realize that the other party had no such thing.

　　 In short, after repeated verifications, it can be regarded as contact with suspicion and vigilance.

　　 Since it is a friendly army, it is naturally good.

　　 My friend came and had a good wine.

　　 "Please come in, please come in..." Huai Shi stepped aside and led the way.

　　 But Oldham was in place, motionless.

　　 After a short and awkward silence, the snail whispered: "I'm sorry, I can't walk anymore. Could you please help me?"

　　 "……"

　　.

　　.

　　 Ten minutes later, on the table on the bridge.

　　 Oldham crunched on the vegetable leaves sent by Huaishi, and his two big, drooping eyes finally regained a little bit of expression.

　　 "Oh, I starved to death. This body has been hibernating for decades and is about to die. Thank you anyway."

　　 Oldham made a cheerful voice, "However, it is great to be able to see that everyone is safe again. After all, the pursuit of jesters before is really worrying."

　　 "Again?" Huaishi felt something was wrong.

　　 "Ah, this...actually, we have seen it once before."

Oldham coughed: "However, before I had time to speak, you pulled my shell out of the pot. Ask me to say that my taste and curry are not very good, you should try the water Boil...After cooking, everyone says it's very tender, and a little salt will taste great!"

　　 For a while, the corner of Huai Shi's eyes began to jump wildly.

　　 is hard to understand.

　　——Co-author, have you eaten an ally once before you know it?

　　 "Ah, please don't care. If you want to survive in hell, you always have to be a little special."

Oldham explained: "In simple terms, you just treat all the scales of snails as extensions of my perception. As the leader of a large group, you have to be a bit unique... Cough cough, skip these trivial things. Not to mention, I rushed here this time because I have important things to inform you."

　　 The snail paused, thought carefully, analyzed it calmly, and finally said straightforwardly:

　　 "——You are in big trouble."

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　　As a non-staff member of the Utopia in hell, Oldham’s days are actually quite leisurely.

Although 　　 is the lord of the large group, the scale snail is really harmless, and the Utopia does not place expectations on his fighting ability.

　　 He basically acts as an intelligence source for the Utopia, reporting regularly what he has spied through the scale snail.

　　 does not ask for anything in return, and has never thought about what to gain from it. It belongs to the kind of volunteers who work for free.

Anyway, idle is idle.

As long as the water rust snail is not completely extinct, there is no possibility of death. In the entire depth area, wherever there is water, you can always see one or two, and lay tens of thousands of eggs at a time, and it can resist and resist. Durable, tough life.

　　Although it is so small that almost no one cares, the most common place is in the rice pot and the dining table, but this tenacious vitality still continues, even in hell.

　　 In this long and long life, if you don't want to completely degenerate into an ignorant beast, or be driven mad by boredom and boredom, then you must always have some fun for yourself.

　　 And for more than a hundred years, the greatest fun in **** is probably only one of the heavenly genealogy.

　　 In the back, after the disappearance of the Utopia, he was not affected in any way. He was so salted for decades, until Russell contacted it again and commissioned it to work as a guide.

　　 instinctively told it, this time there is new fun!

　　Sure enough, destiny, no, the Heavenly Genealogy has never let a snail down when it comes to troubles.

　　 Even if there was an accident midway, he has always been able to detect the traces of Huaishi and his group through the perception of the water rust snail. Just seeing this group of guys after the crash, not only did not have any embarrassment or frustration, but like an escaped bandit or a wild dog, they set off a storm in **** all the way.

　　 And now ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Because of the existence of Huai poetry, the entire depth area and the boundary of withering are all messed up into a pot of porridge!

　　 Okay, although it was always chaotic, this time it finally became orderly.

　　 At the juncture of the war of all worlds, a new storm has begun to brew again.

Relying on the hatred with the former elders, as well as Huaishi’s own actions-subjugation, the blessed land, the corrupt sect, the sea of ​​thunder, the **** workshop owner, the human exhibition bureau, the hunting group, the son of the doomsday, The Freezer wandering between the various hells...

　　 A total of more than sixteen forces, more than thirty crown wearers, seventy to eighty legions, hundreds of large groups, and even a variety of messy characters began to emerge quickly, moving closer to this area at an unprecedented speed.

　　Everyone comes here, there are only three things.

　　——Huai poems, Huai poems, it's Huai poems!

　　 "The last time I saw someone being **** like this, that person was still from Chu Hai before he became a natural enemy!"

　　Speaking of this, Oldham couldn't help being overjoyed: "When I thought of such a good...cough cough, such a dangerous thing, I couldn't help but rush over!"

　　 For some reason, Huaishi smelled a bad breath from her own guide.

　　The taste of Leziren...

　　You are just watching the fun!