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

Are you kidding me, impotence? There are warriors in this world who are not afraid of death, but there are absolutely no men who are not afraid of impotence.

This time, even Feng Feng didn't say anything. He immediately turned around and left without saying a word.

At this time, Yale suddenly pointed in the opposite direction and said, "Don't leave yet. I just heard the voice of deputy captain Montenegro over there!"

"There are also He Liang's and Zhang Jian's... they, they seem to be laughing."

When Feng Feng heard the first half of Ya Le's words, he still looked surprised. But when he heard those people laughing, his expression immediately changed.

As long as you are a normal person, unless your head is kicked by a dung beetle like a ball, how can you have the heart to laugh in this environment?

How funny does it have to be to make people laugh?

Feng Feng's face was gloomy, obviously he was making a painful choice between Montenegro and impotence.

He struggled for a long time, and finally threw away Qianrenzui covering his mouth, and asked Yale from which direction he heard the sound.

Yale stretched out his hand and pointed, and everyone looked in the direction Yale pointed. I saw that there was an area with extremely lush plants, and the entire area was a dark green mass.

Their eyes were dazzled, and they didn't see a single figure.

"Let's go over and have a look!"

Feng Feng waved his hand and drove ten zombies to the front to explore the path.

Others looked embarrassed. If they went in that direction, they would have to endure the unbearable stench.

If you don't want to endure it, that's fine. As long as you give up the sexual pleasure of your lower body, you can continue to cover your mouth and nose with Qian Ren Zui.

The people present struggled in their hearts, and finally reluctantly held their breath, abandoned Qianren Zui, and followed Feng Feng.

At this time, Su Yuan quietly gestured to the old madman and the fat man, telling them to wait before leaving.

After everyone had walked in front, Su Yuan suddenly lowered his voice and said to them both: "Quick! Fill the backpack with thousands of people, this thing will be worth a lot of money in the future."

"Also, you don't actually need to cover your mouth with Qian Ren Zui. You just need to squeeze out a little grass juice and apply it under your nose."

The old madman was stunned, then suddenly patted the fat man on the shoulder and said: "Old guy, I don't care. I don't care if you are impotent or not. But, little fat man..."

Dugu Pang quickly shook his head like a rattle and refused to touch Qianren Zui again.

Su Yuan turned around and looked at the people in front of him warily. When he saw that no one was looking in this direction, he continued: "I just lied to them. This thing has no side effects at all."

Dugu Pang asked in confusion: "But there are so many here, even if everyone's backpacks are filled, it is more than enough. Why lie to them?"

Su Yuan stretched out his hand and slapped the fat man on the back of the head, "Idiot, do you know that rare things are more valuable? If there are so many of the same things on the streets, even thousand-year-old ginseng can only be sold for a mere penny. "

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and pretend for me!"

As Su Yuan said this, he thought to himself: A thousand people's drunkenness is much more valuable than a thousand-year-old ginseng. With this thing, only a simple extraction is needed, and it is like a liquid crystal nucleus.

Even plain water can be sold as Remy Martin or XO after adding a few drops.

Of course, Su Yuan did not want to switch to selling fake wine, this was just a metaphor.

He urged Dugu Pang and the old madman to move more quickly, and at the same time, in order to prevent the people walking in front from becoming suspicious, he quickly followed them.

When he walked up to Cheng Xue and Liu Xianguang, he secretly dipped his fingers into a little of Ren Qianren Zui's juice and smeared it under their noses.

Liu Xianguang didn't know what was going on and thought Su Yuan was trying to trick him. After taking a breath, he immediately wiped it with his sleeve.

Unexpectedly, not only could the smell not be wiped off, but the more I wiped it off, the stronger the smell became.

At the end, Liu Xianguang looked hopeless and muttered: "It's over. The rest of my life is ruined. I don't know if Dongchang can still recruit people..."

The old madman and Dugu Pang in the back were pulling weeds wildly, and they suddenly exclaimed "Ah" together.

It turned out that a withered human hand suddenly emerged from the soil!

In the man's hand, he was holding a piece of metal made of bronze. It was only as big as an egg, like a fragment of some utensil.

Su Yuan heard the screams of the two people behind him and immediately rushed back to take a look. Everyone else also stopped and turned their gaze behind them.

At this time, Feng Feng glanced behind him with a frown, and urged everyone to continue moving forward and find Heishan and the others first.

On the other side, Su Yuan rushed to the place where the old madman and Dugu Pang dug out the man's hand, and saw the bronze metal block at a glance.

For a moment, he was stunned!

Su Yuan suddenly squatted down, took the metal piece off the corpse's hand, and held it up to his eyes for a closer look.

The more he looked, the weirder his expression became.

The old madman hurriedly asked him what was wrong and what was so good about an iron lump.

Su Yuan "shushed" and told the two of them to stop talking. Then he pulled his clothes and wiped away all the corpse liquid and dirt stuck to the metal block.

The metal block immediately revealed a pattern that was obviously very simple in composition, but at first glance it gave people a dazzling feeling.

Su Yuan took a deep breath. His whole body trembled slightly.

Because he discovered that the pattern on it was very similar to what he saw on Yale's bracelet in his previous life.

Although it's not exactly the same, the style and feel of this carving is definitely unmistakable.

Even if they are not produced by the same producer, they are still from the same era or the same place.

If you look carefully, you will find that there are many places where these patterns are vaguely similar to the patterns on the altars of gods.

Su Yuan knew that he had come to the right place this time.

All the thrills and sufferings I have endured before will be worth it as long as I can find that bracelet with space properties!

"Dig! Dig out this body and see if there is anything similar to this piece of metal."

Su Yuan immediately called on Dugu Pang and the old madman for help, and the three of them dug hard with their hands. Fortunately, the soil here is very soft, so digging is not too strenuous.

Moreover, the body was not buried vertically in the ground, but was lying face down in the soil.

The more I dug, the more strange the body looked.

In the end, the fat man slapped his forehead and said with a sudden realization: "Damn it, I felt weird just now. But I couldn't explain it in any way, but now I can see it."

"Did this guy have liposuction surgery before he died?"

"Why is there no fat at all? It's all lean meat, like a pig that's been fed clenbuterol."

"If you don't believe it, look at this man's skin. It's looser than that of an eighty-year-old woman."