Code Zero Nine

   Chapter 181 Artificial Rain

  At this moment.

  The basin world is full of wars.

kill!

   There was a roar.

  The people of several big tribes are fighting together again. In order to grab the only resource of victory-water, the winner will get a full 100 tanks of water.

  At this moment.

  Countless people fight blood.

  Futaba is one of them.

  She is the most talented genius of the tribe. She represents the tribe and wants to win the battle.

But……

  She lost.

  The comrade-in-arms is dead.

  This battle failed. Parents and brothers and sisters who had been thirsty for a long time could not survive...

  My brother once said that if people have faith, there is hope.

However.

all fake!

  Is there any god!

  How can there be any faith!

  If there is that kind of existence, why can’t I hear my own voice...

  Both.

  I’ll go with you...

  So.

  Futaba took the knife and wiped it towards herself. However, at this moment, a drop of moist liquid suddenly appeared on her face...

   "Am I crying?"

  Futaba rubbed the corner of his eyes.

  No tears.

  She is the strongest warrior, she never cry.

  The liquid...

  The blood sputtered over?

  She touched it, there was no red, and there was something falling, she raised her head and saw a drop of crystal clear liquid falling from the sky...

  She opened her mouth to catch it, and tasted it.

  This is water.

  The most precious water.

"how come……"

  Futaba was shocked.

  Suddenly she remembered a legend she had seen in the ancient fragments found by her ancestors. When the **** was moved by the common people, water would fall from the sky...

  In the legend, that thing is called rain.

this……

Is    rain?

  God, do you hear your own voice?

  Futaba suddenly raised his head, staring at the sky in a daze.

  ……

  And now.

  On top of the head.

  High in the sky.

  Han Feng expressionlessly looked at Zhao Zihang, who was working hard, and looked at the sparse rain falling like shaking urine.

   "Can it be bigger?!"

  Han Feng couldn't help asking.

  "……"

  Zhao Zihang was silent.

  Wishes are beautiful, but reality is cruel.

  In their plan, opening the gate and releasing water at this moment covers the entire basin, resulting in a balance of water resources, which can destroy energy output.

  The formation is self-defeating without attacking.

However.

  Who ever thought...

  Artificial rainfall is more difficult than imagined.

  "You haven't peeed as much as I have?"

  "Should not your water system superpowers know this?"

  Shen He couldn't help asking.

"Ha ha."

  Zhao Zihang sneered, “Should not everyone of your wind and sand have a dust storm? How can you still be extinguished by Han Feng and locked up here?”

  Shenhe: →_→

Oh.

understood.

  Energy limit.

   "In general, what realm can artificial rainfall be?"

  Han Feng asked.

   "Class B."

  Zhao Zihang sighed.

  After all.

  He is just a super-power who barely broke through to the D-class, far away from the B-class, and the artificial rainfall that was barely displayed can only drop a few drops.

"Well……"

  Han Feng frowned.

  In the sand table, he can do whatever he wants, but the real world...

  B grade?

  Han Feng has some regrets.

  He can only exert 2% of his D-level power. Even if all the resources provided by Miss Tan are used up, it may rain heavily!

unless……

  Life force! ! !

   "Are you serious?"

  Shen He frowned.

  No matter how strong the life force is, there is only D grade!

Oh……

   is wrong.

  Han Feng’s spiritual power is still only the E-level peak, so the life force is only the E-level peak. In this case, artificial rainfall is used...

   "Do you want to die?!"

  Shen He's eyes widened.

   Kill a severely damaged Hongye leader with a lifespan of 70 to 80 years.

  Forcibly urge B-level super combat skills...

  It will take another twenty years!

  At Han Feng's current level, I am afraid that it will be gone if it runs out!

   "Always try."

  Han Feng stared.

  He can now freely control the life force.

so……

  What if it only takes one year?

  So.

  Han Feng spent a year of life force, once again used artificial rainfall.

  Boom!

  Han Feng appeared layers of terrible fog, thunder flashing in the sky, black clouds condensed, and there was a kind of tranquility before the storm.

However.

  This tranquility is a long time...

long time……

  Han Feng and a row of sand sculptures just looked at the sky quietly, and the waiting flowers were gone.

  "This is longer than Laozi’s constipation."

  Shen He looked disgusted.

   "Maybe it's gone..."

  Han Feng sighed.

  He could feel that the momentum of the thunderous roar was gone.

  After all...

   There is too much difference in realm.

   "???"

  Shen He looked awkward, "So you wasted a year of life force and did a foreplay???? You didn't even get any water out!!!"

  Han Feng: "……"

  Whatever comes out of your mouth is weird.

  However, he did not expect that artificial rainfall is so difficult.

  "Isn't this foggy?"

  Han Feng looked at the mist gradually dissipating around him with some guilty conscience.

look.

  I don’t know how much dry ice to waste...

   is one-fifth of the success, right?

   "Cough."

   "Think of another way."

  Han Feng left with a guilty conscience.

  At this moment.

  He fell quietly, glanced at the fighting man from a distance, and planned to leave before thinking of a solution. However, what he didn't expect was that he had just left the battlefield.

  Swish!

  A figure suddenly stood in front of him.

  That is a girl.

very young.

  The body was covered with scars.

  "Has it been discovered?"

  Han Feng's eyes narrowed.

  This girl is quite strong, she looks like a D-level, but, unfortunately, for today's Han Feng, D-level is no longer a strong one.

  So.

  Han Feng waved his hand, planning to knock her back and leave.

However.

at this time.

  Pop!

  The girl knelt directly in front of Han Feng, and knocked her head down, "My lord, please help us!"

Ah?

  Han Feng looked dazed, "Me? Save you? Why?"

   "Because you are a god!"

  The girl looked at Han Feng, her eyes full of enthusiasm, "I see you descending from the sky, I see you raising your hand, surrounded by fairy mist!"

   Fairy fog?

Oh……

  Han Feng remembered that the fog that artificial rain failed just now...

   "Can you see the sky?"

  Han Feng was surprised.

"Yes."

  The girl nodded, "I have been a **** with my eyes since I was a child, and I can see hundreds of times farther than ordinary people. That's why I am the most powerful warrior in our tribe."

Oh……

  Binocular-related super element codes.

  Han Feng got it.

only.

  This artificial rainfall...

"actually."

  Han Feng was about to refuse, when he suddenly discovered that there was a strange pendant hanging on the girl's chest, which was shining with palpable red energy.

"what is that?"

  Han Feng was surprised.

  "This is what the priest gave to our tribe."

  The girl looked sad, "When it becomes bright enough, we can go to the priest to exchange the water in the ten tanks."

"pity……"

   "It hasn't been on for a long time since my brother died."

  The girl is lost.

   "Can you show me?"

"Um."

  Han Feng took it.

  At this moment.

  The pendant is shining brightly.

in……

   impressively filled with the power of vitality! ! !

  Han Feng perceives for a moment and can clearly feel that this side contains the power of life for a full ninety years. If you want to really shine...

  It will take a hundred years!

  In other words.

  In addition to the collection of the formation itself, those sacrifices are also collected by other means.

   "Will it be too wasteful?"

  Shen He was at a loss.

  "Have you bought a mobile phone?"

  Han Feng is rather calm.

"what……"

  "Then you can understand it as mobile phones sold on major shopping websites and physical stores in major shopping malls. One can sell one!"

  Han Feng said coldly, "Even if it can't be sold...This way, it is also a hope for these people, a hope that will never end."

Yes.

  The pendant is a hope.

   contains the lives of the people who died in their tribe.

  In other words--

  Even if you are too weak and too useless, when the dead die to a certain extent, you can still obtain a certain amount of resources. How do you say?

Um……

  Great guarantee.

   "Too tough."

  Shen He is horrified.

"Yes."

  Han Feng looked at the pendant in his hand, then at the girl in front of him, "Can you give me this thing?"

"what?"

  The girl was stunned.

  This thing is the only hope of their tribe!

  Even if she is dead!

   Even if she fails!

  After all...

  There are still people who can survive and leave with hope, but she is not reconciled. If this one is really a god...

   "I do!"

  The girl's eyes were firm, "Please, save my relatives!"

  "……"

  Han Feng sighed.

  He grasped the pendant, and could clearly feel the surging power. This is the force of life, a special force that has not yet been transformed!

  Han Feng couldn't absorb it.

  Because this force is too large and not pure enough, if Han Feng absorbs it, I am afraid that it will be impacted by the remaining consciousness of those people and become a fool!

but.

  If you just use it...

brush!

  Han Feng raised his hand.

   hum——

  Life is condensed.

   Soon, under the urging of Han Feng, all the power poured into Zhao Zihang's body.

  Boom!

  Zhao Zihang was full of brilliance.

  That feeling...

   is like being smeared with a layer of oil, very strong.

"Artificial rainfall!"

  Zhao Zihang roared.

  Boom!

  Thunder flashes in the sky.

  This land that has been silent for countless years is like Uncle Zhang’s favorite widow...returning to its origins.

  Boom!

  Boom!

  It rains heavily.

   wet the sky.

   Wet the ground.

The girl kneeling in front of Han Feng got wet.

"rain……"

   "This is heavy rain."

  The girl cried with joy.

   Soon.

  She knelt in front of Han Feng and swears, “From today, you are the master of Futaba. Futaba is willing to serve you for the rest of her life and dedicate everything to you!”

  Han Feng: →_→

  Zhao Zihang:? ? ?

  Wait~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It’s me who worked hard...

  ……

  And now.

  It rains heavily.

  Those who were fighting stopped in a daze, watching the heavy rain incredibly, then wept bitterly, and opened their mouths to drink.

   "A long drought and rainy days..."

  Han Feng sighed.

   "What do you mean?"

  Li Haochen looked at Shen He.

"Well……"

   Shen He pondered for a moment, “Han Feng meant that this rain came in time, just like nine big men who have been mixed for many years met a girl named Gan Yu.”

  Li Haochen:? ? ?

  (End of this chapter)