Doomsday courtyard begins to survive by planting pea shooters

"Wow...wow..."

The salty sea breeze slowly rises from the bottom of the cliff, bringing the smell of waves.

Cold, damp, and slightly smelly.

It's like the smell after the cuticle is soaked with sweat and then decomposed and fermented by microorganisms.

The cliff was smooth and flat, as if it had been cut and polished by some miraculous force.

Only the bottom of the cliff still retains some ferocious rocks with teeth and claws, silently reminding people of what this place once looked like.

In the distance, the broad sea surface was filled with waves, stretching to the very far horizon, and finally disappeared into the mist at the edge of the field of vision.

"……laugh."

The man standing at the top of the cliff snorted and looked away from the end of the mist.

He has a pair of buffalo-like horns on his head, the muscle lines on his face are extremely obvious, and the chewing muscles on his cheeks are bulging, and he is chewing something non-stop.

Suddenly, a dark green flame ignited out of thin air in the air in front of the tauren.

The shape of the flame is somewhat like a candle, dancing slightly in the sea breeze, as if it will be blown out at any time.

The strong man with horns looked at the green flame, chewed a few times faster, swallowed what was in his mouth, and then said: "You are finally here."

"looking for me?"

The green flames beat slightly, and then a deep voice sounded in the flames.

"Someone took my things but didn't do anything. I think I should have a good chat with this person... I just want to ask him - how dare he do it?"

The horned man opened his mouth, revealing a mouth full of sharp teeth.

"Who is it? There is such an unethical thing?" The green flame pretended to be stupid shamelessly.

The strong man with horns just stared at the flame, and suddenly laughed as he looked at it.

"Hahaha……"

"…Interesting, very interesting."

The strong man with horns suddenly pulled out a statue out of thin air. If Xiao Jian were here, he would immediately recognize that the crab on the statue was the culprit who attacked his courtyard before.

"Do you know what this is?" the strong man with horns asked.

"The Blood Sacrifice Icon...a good thing." The green flame did not hide its greed.

"It's yours." As he said that, the strong man with horns suddenly threw the holy statue over and smashed it directly into the green flames!

As the green flame swayed, it almost went out like a candle in the strong wind, but in the end it stabilized.

"..."

The green flame was silent, and even its jumping frequency became extremely low, as if it was in slow motion.

"Have you felt it? The great man's gaze?" The strong man with horns sneered.

"..."

The green flame jumped slower and slower, and finally even stopped, as if it was not a ball of flame, but an ice sculpture frozen in the air.

"……Feel."

The green flames beat mechanically, like a video with frames removed.

"You took my things and you dared to violate them. I really don't know where you got the courage."

Having said this, the strong man's mouth raised slightly.

"...Within three days, I will find a way to break through the defense of that small courtyard. If you still dare to violate it, I won't be the one to punish you."

The horned man's eyes were cold.

"……yes."

The green flames flickered one by one.

"Now, get out."

"yes."

The green flames flickered and then disappeared into the air.

The bull-headed man's eyes moved to the distance again, looking at the place where the sea and the mist met, thinking deeply, and started chewing again.

After an unknown amount of time, a bird flew over from nowhere and landed in front of the bull-headed man.

"Hakata greets you, Lord Sage." Xiaotiao gracefully touched her chest and bowed.

"Take this."

As he spoke, a swordfish statue fell in front of the bird.

"This is……"

"I want you to find a way to break through that yard. Even if you can't break through it, you must hold it back... and you must not let it continue to move forward."

The strong man with horns paused, and then emphasized: "This is the meaning of the great one."

"...as you command."

The little bird's voice was a little serious. After picking up the swordfish statue on the ground, it suddenly disappeared with a "bang", leaving only a few feathers slowly falling down.

The horned man's expression remained unchanged and he continued to stand on the cliff, staring at the sea in the distance in a daze.

And in the sky behind him, outside the hole that looked like a broken glass cover, a huge eye that could fill half the sky was staring at the world coldly...

...and the back of the strong man with horns.

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N9339.

The mist suddenly turned into a whirlpool, rolling up yellow sand all over the sky.

Suddenly, a similarly yellow thing was thrown out by the vortex, and soon disappeared into the yellow sand.

"Is that... wind? Or something?"

A warrior standing at the edge of the fog, wearing colorful armor, suddenly straightened up and muttered to himself in confusion.

"Maybe it's space turbulence..." Next to the soldier, a man in blue overalls stood up from the debris of various buildings. "It's almost unsafe here."

"...A world without people will eventually die." The colorful armored warrior muttered in a low voice.

"Ah? What did you say?"

"I mean..." he repeated again, "What, you haven't heard of it?"

"Ha, it's hard enough for us low-level hardworking people just to live. We have neither the channels nor the time to listen to these innocent things..."

"This is not a happy spring." The colorful armor warrior silently accepted the other party's sarcasm, and just smiled and said, "This is the information broadcast by the main station... I heard that if there are no people in a world, it will soon be fogged. Devour."

"...So what? What does it have to do with us low-level people who make three buns a day?" The man in blue overalls was holding a crowbar and regained his strength through talking.

"Why doesn't it matter?"

The colorful warrior retorted seriously: "If the main station's inference is correct, then the world with more people will 'grow' in the opposite direction into the fog, and we will have more living space."

"The more land that can be cultivated, the more food will be. If there is more food, you can eat six steamed buns in one day's work... Why doesn't it matter?"

The soldier in colorful armor said it very seriously, but the man in blue overalls didn't take it seriously at all.

"Ha, that's nice to say... When you can share 6 steamed buns with me, the food production will have to be tripled or quadrupled, right? Isn't that why you 'elites' eat more and occupy more?"

"I...sigh."

Faced with such a heart-wrenching rhetorical question, although the man in colorful armor wanted to defend himself, he finally chose to shut up and end the topic.

Who doesn’t want to eat more and occupy more?

If we continue the discussion, we may not be able to solve the problem even if we break our heads and shed blood.

Therefore, the two finally chose to end the topic in silence.

In a place where none of them noticed, an orange figure stood up boredly, adjusted the position of the feather cap on its breast cap with its hind legs, and then disappeared with a "swish" after a brief direction.

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