My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!

The reconnaissance team's cargo truck has been in service for two years. It has been driving on bad roads all year round, and it is inevitable that some minor problems will occur.

The distance from the Fire Fist camp to and from the headquarters is nearly four hundred kilometers.

Halfway through, the car broke down, causing Wang Qi to rush back in the middle of the night.

But what surprised him was that the two high priests, Somo and Thomas, were still awake and waiting for news from him.

"Boss, everything has been done. This guy Chu Xiaoyong is really arrogant and takes advantage of others. He wants me to give him the remaining ten pounds, otherwise he will tear my head off and go to the high priest to apologize."

Wang Qi lowered his voice, laughing and joking, without the anger of a priest being humiliated by an ordinary person.

Sumo stared at him and suddenly laughed.

"Priest Thomas, now you can sleep next door with peace of mind."

"Hey, I'm leaving."

The two of them seemed to have made a bet. Thomas reluctantly got up, hugged his bed and left.

Wang Qi laughed and rolled his eyes, "Boss, this position is not reserved for me, right?"

"You are lucky and courageous, so of course I'll leave it to you." Sumo sat up with an elusive smile on his face.

For some reason, Wang Qi felt a little guilty when he saw Su Mo's smiling face.

He silently repeated it in his heart, and couldn't help but be startled, with a wry smile on his face, "Can you tell me, when did you find out?"

"Oh, would you believe me when I told you just now?"

Su Mo said with a smile, "I have to say that your acting skills are indeed not bad. I was just a little doubtful at first, but just now I have confirmed your identity."

"Is it because Chu Xiaoyong, an ordinary person, insulted the priest and I didn't show too much anger?"

Wang Qi sat down and wiped the hot sweat on his forehead with his hand, feeling a little aggrieved.

"I think he is powerful. He has the support of the priests and the materials to open the way. If I, a newly promoted priest who has been suppressed, get angry, I will inevitably appear too brainless, and I might be used as a pawn by the big boss. "

"That's the essential difference."

Sumo stared at Wang Qi and sighed slowly, "You may not know much about the Yunxiao tribe, and you don't know what the priest's status in the world of faith is based on."

"Ten years ago, when priests first appeared, people only regarded these people as accomplices of foreign races and wanted to drive them out. It was these people who sacrificed their lives to create the reverence of ordinary people for the priests, and it was also they who continued to fight for the priests. He took the survivors into each crack and survived by chance, forming a class difference from ordinary people. "

"Therefore, if people later wanted to become priests, the first thing they had to learn was to maintain the honor of the priesthood."

"Even if it costs me my own life!"

Even in a place like the dead end of Crack No. 37, the first-level priest of the tribe will fight to the end.

They will never abandon the people of their tribe and survive because of their greed for life and fear of death and fear of the powerful.

Including Zhang Tai, who hooks up with evil cultivators, it can be said that he has no bottom line and will not do anything that harms the interests of the tribe.

Even the snow bandits and evil cultivators are defending the priest class, just for profit.

But now, a person suddenly appeared, who was a priest of the Yunxiao tribe. In order to gain a higher position, he could take on a task that would obviously harm the interests of the priest class, and he completely tolerated Chu Xiaoyong's taunting and did not take it seriously.

If he could no longer guess the other party's true identity, Somo would want to throw a brick to sober himself up.

"This...I really don't know these."

Wang Qi opened his mouth, but finally shook his head helplessly, "Okay, Su Shen is still Su Shen, I admire you. I really didn't know these things, and you discovered them."

"Then let me introduce myself formally. I am Wang Qi, ranked 71 in the foreign martial arts group."

"The main purpose of entering the game this time is to join forces to intercept you and let you die in the gambling battle."

"Oh? It seems that you are indeed a smart person."

Su Mo raised his eyebrows. He thought that the two of them would have to fight for a few more rounds, but he didn't expect that the other party would self-destruct so simply.

But in the final analysis, as long as the identity is revealed, the identity is basically revealed.

After all, there is no need for ordinary people to hide their identities, and there is no reason for the people arranged by Yu Sanjia's territory either.

Even if they suspected that the Soma in front of them was fake, they would not test it in this way.

The only person who can pretend to be stupid and want to come over as an aborigine can only be raped by a foreign race.

"You said it so simply, do you plan to surrender now?"

"Well, that's not the case. I'll just go ahead and hope you can give me a chance."

Wang Qi shook his head, with an excited expression as if he hadn't had enough fun, "Actually, from the beginning, I have no obsession with killing you, and I don't think I can kill you with this ability. Even if I join the alien race, I just want to get their Ability to fundamentally change the situation of human weakness."

"I know you won't believe it, but we can make a deal. I will help you find other members of the martial arts group. How about you help me find some special magic and let me study it?"

Seeing that Somo still only smiled and said nothing, Wang Qi reluctantly stretched out his hand and took out a piece of paper from his arms.

"We need to apply for the certificate again, right? OK, is this list qualified?"

After taking the list, Sumo glanced at it.

There are twelve names recorded on it, all of which are newly promoted first-level priests from the six major tribes.

According to the standard of two priests in each tribe, Yunxiao tribe has a priest from Yun tribe in addition to Wang Qi.

"So I'm lucky, the first person I met is one of 'our own'?"

I could hear the teasing in Su Mo's words.

Wang Qi didn't take it seriously, but straightened his chest, "To be honest, if you were just an ordinary first-level priest like me, I would not hesitate to call people to kill you, even if there were fifth-level priests with you."

"But if you can endure until you climb to the fourth-level priest before coming out, then no matter how much effort we make, it will be useless. I guess the think tank outside will either choose to start a big event in advance to see if they can force you to death by accident, or try to escape and avoid the pursuit of the Yin Yuan."

"Go on." Su Mo's eyes moved away from the paper, and he couldn't see his emotions. "What you said just now is more interesting to me than the list."

"Su Shen said this, you are right, it seems that I am really lucky."

Wang Qi laughed at himself, "I have been an orphan since I was a child, without a father or a mother, and no worries. I came to the wasteland. I have worked hard for three years, but I am still just an ordinary person with no name. I can only live a little better than ordinary people. It was Mr. Zhuge from the think tank who found me and told me that there was an opportunity to rise to the top and asked me if I was willing to seize it. "

"I agreed to him without thinking. The worst thing is death. Anyway, no one knows whether I can live to dawn. But I didn't expect him to take me to join the alien race and go against the legendary human Su Shen."

"To be honest, only 10% of the people in the alien martial arts group are determined to defeat you. Most of them are fools who claim to be geniuses, crazy people who are full of ideas to destroy the world, and fools who want to prove themselves beyond their ability. I think there are only two hands who can really cause you some trouble."

The alien martial arts group was specially formed to snipe Su Mo in gambling fights.

Most of the members are like Wang Qi, who are completely indifferent to life and death and have abnormal brains.

The reason why there has never been any news leaked is because the selection system is completely one-sided.

The selection is made by the members of the alien think tank. Whether it is an unknown ordinary person or a famous lord, they may be included in the selection target.

"Before the martial arts group came in, the maximum limit was just one thousand people. I just don't know how many people are still alive now."

"As for the alien think tank just mentioned, they are the people who created this gambling world. Compared with us, they are more rational and more crazy. This group of people not only help the aliens to make plans, but also plan to help them command the team to fight against humans. They are real lunatics. I don't even know what their purpose is."

After saying it in one breath, Wang Qi secretly observed.

In his eyes, Su Mo's clear and calm expression was reflected, as if he had expected this.

"What about the big event?"

"The big event is a means to prevent unexpected situations and control the progress of the gambling." Wang Qi half squatted down, picked up a piece of dry grass root and drew a line segment on the ground. He kept explaining it in his mouth at a very fast speed, as if he was afraid that he would forget it if he spoke slowly.

"This line segment represents the progress of the gambling game. This end is the starting point and the other end is the end. The think tank designed three major events to divide this line segment into three parts. The first part is six months, the development period. If someone's progress is still in the first stage when reaching the second part, they will be eliminated. Similarly, the second part is three months, the fighting period, and there is also a major event separating it from the third stage."

"With your current progress, they would never have thought that you would reach the fourth-level priest before the end of the development period. This is completely beyond their expectations, so I guess the think tank will most likely launch the first stage major event to speed up the game process and disrupt your plan."

Wang Qi stood up, threw away the grass roots in his hand and clapped his hands, "I I know you want to ask me what the big event of the first stage is. Sorry, only a few people know about this kind of thing, not to mention the people in the martial arts group, even the think tank, but you can rest assured that if they choose to start it in advance, the subsequent plan against you will be completely destroyed. "

"Anything else?"

Wang Qi showed a trace of surprise on his face, "No way, Su Shen, this can't buy my life?"

"What do you think?"

Su Mo restrained his smile, "If there are only these, then I can only give you two choices, either leave by yourself, or I will send you a way."

"Well, it seems that my dead ghost master is right, opportunities are fought for with life."

Wang Qi muttered softly, and took out paper from his arms and took out a pencil.

"I can't tell you what's next, just read it yourself, and don't discuss it with me, otherwise I will die immediately. "

Silence spell?

It didn't take long, Wang Qi wrote half a piece of paper and handed it over, all of which were incomprehensible symbols.

But below, it was the meaning of these symbols.

"Fuck, can you use this method to circumvent the alien's silence spell?"

Suma was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized what it meant to say that the higher the virtue, the higher the evil.

Humans' wisdom in the crooked ways is indeed infinite.

The alien's silence spell is similar to the cognitive barrier set up in the game, but it is much less powerful.

The principle is roughly the same as the identification of access control, and the information is stored inside.

Only those who know the access control password can communicate, otherwise they will be rejected.

However, what Wang Qi did now was to stand inside the door and use his body movements to convey information. As long as the meaning of these body movements was known, people outside could know it even without entering the door.

With the help of the code, Su Mo stumbled and translated the information on the paper.

The information was scattered and the word order was wrong. After a little reorganization, there was only one sentence.

"The first incident, the death of the priests, all priests temporarily lost their power and turned back into ordinary people."

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Compared with the power of the priests, Chu Xiaoyong, an ordinary person, can only be regarded as a stronger ant.

But if compared with the refugees, he is equivalent to a strong chimpanzee.

After just one slap, Zhang Cuicui took two hours to recover, and then she felt her head clearer.

With the reflection of the moonlight above her head, she saw that her right face had swollen into a bun, leaving a deep red palm print.

"Is Chu Xiaoyong crazy?"

Zhang Cuicui turned her head to look at the account book on the table. It was not taken away, but at this time it seemed to be silently mocking her.

"Could it be..."

A terrible guess formed in her mind.

Zhang Cuicui didn't dare to think too much, but her breathing became rapid. She first stood up and quietly looked out the window, then slowly pushed open the door and walked out sideways.

However, as soon as she went out, two people walked out of the shadow of the door. They were the maids arranged by Chu Xiaoyong to serve her. They said respectfully: "Madam, the clan leader told you to stay in the room and check the accounts. Don't leave."

"Stop me?" Zhang Cuicui took a deep breath and calmed down. "I want to see Chu Xiaoyong."

"The clan leader has fallen asleep."

The maid on the left whispered, "Please don't make it difficult for us. This is the clan leader's order."

Zhang Cuicui's eyes condensed. She quickly went over what had happened recently in her mind and made the worst plan. "Get out of the way. I don't care whether it's difficult for you, but you have to know... If I ask Chu Xiaoyong to send you to be refugees tomorrow, he will not refuse."

Threat!

The two maids felt a numbness in their hearts and secretly complained, but their footsteps were still blocking Zhang Cuicui.

"Okay, okay, okay!"

"Do you think I'm easy to bully because there's a rumor that my father is dead?"

After saying that, Zhang Cuicui turned around and left. When she returned to the room and closed the door, her face suddenly darkened.

She was certainly not a fool, otherwise she would not have been chosen by Chu Xiaoyong to form a strong alliance.

"Could it be that the bitch Ke Yun asked his father to go to the Zhushikeng tribe for revenge..."

"No, that's not right. It's only been four days since I had a conflict with him. It's not enough for a round trip, and it's not enough for the information to be sent back."

Sitting in front of the dressing table, Zhang Cuicui picked up the ointment and smeared it on her swollen right face.

The stinging feeling made her mind clearer, and she slowly thought about the current situation.

"Since Chu Xiaoyong dared to hit me, he must know something. Is the news that my father is dead true?"

"Where did he get the news? Was it a refugee who came from a blind spot?"

"If it was just a refugee, he would not dare to confirm it so quickly, otherwise if something went wrong, this slap would kill him."

Thinking of this, Zhang Cuicui gradually came up with a plan.

She would immediately find the source of the news.

Whether it was a refugee or a person who sent the message, as long as she found the person, she would have a chance to turn the tables.

If he continued to stay in the Chu Mansion, if Zhushikeng was really attacked by evil cultivators, he would be doomed.

Even if Chu Xiaoyong was willing to give him a chance to live, that bitch Ke Yun would never miss the opportunity to add insult to injury.

Escape.

Must escape!

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