End of the World: Start by controlling a god's altar

At this time, the "Turtle" driving at the front suddenly put down a row of bumper teeth in front of the car.

Moreover, there is a sharp blade at the root of the impact teeth, which can cut off all waist-deep weeds close to the ground.

It was like pushing an electric clipper on the top of a person's head.

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After people realize that their destination is not the place they used to frequent, their faces suddenly become as ugly as if they saw a cancer notice on their physical examination report, and the cancer is in the late stage.

Unfamiliar destinations represent an unfamiliar environment and a higher risk factor, both of which have historically been the main reasons for the large attrition of hunting teams.

Su Yuan looked at the people around him. I saw some people clasping their hands to pray for the blessings of their ancestors; some people kept crossing themselves on their chests; and some people were lying on the ground prostrate, mumbling something unknown.

Among them, there was a thin man in his thirties who was the most special. He kept changing his posture when praying, as if he was possessed by a ghost.

Su Yuan grabbed the man and asked him why he was different from others. The man's head was sprayed with silver paint and he belonged to the cannon fodder team.

When Su Yuan pulled him up, he saw that there were seven or eight pendants hanging around this man's neck, including Buddha statues, crusaders, strange-shaped signs, shells, stones, and straw ropes, the most special ones. What's more, there is a piece of elephant skin, which is extremely dark.

"Oh! Friends, I also believe in many sects. When I prayed just now, every gesture and spell was praying to a different god."

Su Yuan was happy when he heard it. This person's Mandarin is very non-standard and his tone is very awkward, but he can barely understand it.

As he spoke, he put his hands on both sides of his shoulders, then shook his neck, and continued:

"I am of mixed Chinese and Indian descent. My grandfather and father are both Chinese. My grandmother and mother are from the Curry Country. There are many sects in the Curry Country, known as eight million gods. So I don't want to pray more. The downside is, maybe one of them will show up.”

Su Yuan smiled and asked: "Is it really useful if you do this?"

That Ah San also squeezed his face hard, and forced out a smile that was uglier than crying, and said: "In the past, it was still very useful. I lived in the Curry Country most of the time. There, as long as you join a certain sect, you can You can enjoy the benefits of that sect.

Each sect has its own worship or fast days, which are days when you don't have to work, you just need to pray in church or stay at home. "

"I'm a full member of Seven Denominations, so I get a lot of time off from work every year."

Su Yuan smiled and said: "But as far as I know, each sect also has its own taboos. For example, Hinduism regards cows as sacred animals. Because cows are the mounts of Lord Shiva, believers are prohibited from eating beef."

"Islam prohibits eating birds of prey, including animals that have died naturally. Buddhism does not allow eating any meat at all, only vegetarians and abstinence. Sikhism does not allow hair cutting."

"You only mentioned the benefits that many sects have brought you. Have you followed all the taboos in the sects?"

Ah San was stunned, and suddenly clasped his hands and said: "I am very devout in my faith. Wine and meat pass through my intestines, and the Buddha sits in my heart. God will not watch his believers starve to death. My father once taught me a Chinese saying As the saying goes, everything is easy to discuss."

Su Yuan shook his head noncommittally and said to Ah San and the others: "You have this time, why not check your equipment carefully. What can save your lives now are the swords and guns in your hands and the protective gear on your body. It’s useless to have a shield or pray to God!”

At this time, a person next to him said frustratedly: "You put it lightly. Each of us only has a broken knife and a shield made of a wooden board. What is there to check? Just this thing, the zombies stood there motionless, Can't kill them."

"Asking God and worshiping Buddha, at least I can still have a thought in my heart. If I don't believe in God, how can I believe in you?"

Su Yuan turned around and said, "Hey, isn't this the mute who pretended to be deaf before?"

The man shouted: "I'm not mute, and I'm not deaf either. But if I didn't pretend to be like that at that time, I would have to lick that bastard's saliva. If I didn't lick, I might be beaten to death. Guangming Base, It’s not as bright as you see on the surface.”

Su Yuan patted him and said, "You are quite quick-witted. How many times have you gone out with the hunting team?"

The man replied: "The third time, and probably the last time. This time we have to go so far, and it's still a place we have never been to. We will be thankful if we can go back forty or fifty out of more than a hundred people."

The man said and glanced at Su Yuan, "We don't have any veterans in the first team. Except for you fresh faces, we are the cannon fodder. Hey... maybe the whole army will be annihilated."

When Fatty Dugu heard this, he became anxious. He raised his hand and slapped the man on the head, cursing: "Who the hell are you cursing! What do you mean by not being experienced? Look at Fatty's hands, they are weathered. Could it be? Not old enough?"

The motorcade stopped and went, and Su Yuan's car was at the back of the motorcade.

People from the first few cars went down several times to help the "Turtle" clear the weeds accumulated on the shovel teeth. Occasionally, I encountered a few zombies, but they were all killed by a woman in the second car using a bow and arrow.

Su Yuan took a few special glances. He didn't recognize this woman. She seemed to be an extraordinary person with enhanced vision or perception. He couldn't tell exactly how many stars she had.

But his archery was really accurate. He never missed a target within a hundred meters. Every arrow shot into the zombie's brain from its eyes.

At this moment, Su Yuan felt a huge pressure coming from the left side of the convoy. This pressure was invisible and was just a psychological feeling.

If I had to describe it, it was like looking up and seeing knives falling from the sky. It was creepy, as if you would be crushed to pieces in the next moment!

"Lie down!"

Su Yuan shouted immediately.

He reminded the standing people to lower their bodies and hide in the compartment baffle. At the same time, he notified Liu Xianguang, who was driving, to pay attention to the movement on the left side of the convoy.

Others were shocked by Su Yuan's sudden action, but the environment in front of them was here. No matter who issued the warning, no one would take it lightly.

So everyone lay down at the first time, pricked up their ears, and tried to distinguish suspicious sounds from the noise of the car.

After a few seconds, the feeling of being overwhelmed suddenly disappeared inexplicably, as if it had never appeared.

People looked at each other, and after a long while they realized that nothing dangerous had happened, and they stood up again, cursing.

"Damn! Are you kidding me? Who was yelling just now? I almost peed my pants."

"... Hush! Keep your voice down. It was that mutant who yelled just now. You dare to yell at him? Be careful, he will arrange you to explore the way later."

"Hey, isn't it good if nothing happened? Don't you want something unexpected to happen?"