Mystery Makes Me Strong

Wen Rensheng was a little curious, and he jumped into a pickup truck.

There is a white driver in the pickup, and there are two hot and hot South American hot girls, who have not noticed his existence, and are still chatting enthusiastically.

"George, didn't you buy a house in Jiuxing District? Why did you go back to the wasteland McCann?" asked the hot girl in the co-pilot.

"Because I heard that this place has become a game area, so I came back. After all, this is my former home." The driver sighed.

"Oh, poor baby, let me comfort you in the future." A hot girl in the back row posed several poses towards the center rearview mirror.

"Wait, I'm driving." The driver resisted.

Wen Rensheng felt that he had gotten into the wrong car and was about to change one, but saw an interesting scene.

"I heard no. There is a kind of crow that can predict the danger of death. It would be great if one can be domesticated." The co-driver said.

"Really? Then where should I find it?" the woman in the back row asked in surprise.

"It's very simple..." The co-driver smiled, then took out the revolver and shot the woman in the back row in the head.

Brain splashed, the whole person looked at each other with disbelief, and then fell down.

"Ah! How did you kill her in the car?"

"I don't like this bitchi." The co-driver blew the gunpowder, then pointed out the window and said, "Look, here comes the crow."

I saw a crow flying from outside and landed on the roof near the rear window.

"No, I mean, you shouldn't kill me on my car, car washing is expensive." The driver sighed.

Wen Rensheng didn't care about the murder in the car, he was attracted by the crow.

The look in the other person's eyes reminded him of a person from long, long ago. That person hadn't played for a long time, so he should have disappeared from the memory of many people.

Gawayne.

A former prophet, who later died in the hands of Chaos Omniscient in order to seek to turn back time and revive McCann.

The crow also looked at him.

There was a human look in the eyes of the two birds, as if they wanted to say something, but couldn't.

Could it be that a trace of Gawayne's soul fell on this mutated life?

Probably.

If the game simulator wants to transform the entire universe, a convenient way is to use the omniscient power of chaos.

Although this is a dangerous force, it is large enough and the efficiency of pollution is fast.

Pollution itself is a kind of transcendence.

It appears that the game simulator rescued Gawayne.

"Can you see me?" he said to the crow.

The crow flapped its wings and nodded.

"Look, that crow is greeting us." The co-driver said happily.

"No, you're saying hello to me." The driver said, pulling out a Browning with his right hand, and aimed a shot at the co-driver.

The same brain spatter.

The driver then opened the rear window and let the crow in.

"Hello, smart little guy, it's just the two of us now." The driver said excitedly.

For such a prophetic crow, there is no fixed price in the market, it is all barter.

In other words, he can exchange the other party for something he is interested in.

There are many big businesses and big organizations that need to buy this prophetic crow. The wealth it can create is comparable to the most powerful and powerful investor before the wasteland.

However, the crow didn't even look at him, and the two people who died because of it were not at all excited.

It was just staring at Wen Rensheng's puppet.

In its impression, it felt that this person was very important to it.

It can bring back what was lost.

However, in the eyes of the driver, this is a sign that the crow has fate with him.

Humming quickly, he took two corpses and a crow and rushed towards the place where the mutant beast appeared.

Wen Rensheng was a little surprised, why hasn't the corpse been refreshed yet?

Don't these three people have player attributes?

How dare you wander in this dangerous wasteland without player attributes?

Can it only be said that it is really McCann style?

Their labor is very expensive, and the life money for accident compensation is also very expensive.

However, they just like all kinds of waves and all kinds of adventures. They believe in their own destiny, they know what they want, they make decisions by themselves, and don't let others take care of them.

"Hahaha, I took my cute little crow and my beloved pickup truck and walked on the avenue of money."

"Ah, that beast is waving at me."

"Ah, the gold is shining on me."

"Boom!"

A rocket was launched and the pickup exploded.

The driver was smashed to pieces, with a smile on his lips.

Wen Rensheng was dumbfounded.

From when he got in the car, to finding the crow, to internal strife, and then to all being killed in battle, the whole process was like a child's play.

This situation is common if they are players.

If the player goes online and dies several times, he is not called a player.

If they are ordinary people, it is a tragedy.

He took the crow and left the pickup truck that had slammed into the guardrail because of the loss of the driver.

"Damn it, boss, that prophetic crow flew away." A big Hummer drove by, and a black man with a bazooka was standing in the rear compartment.

There was still smoke from the bazooka.

The killer comes out, but there are no detectives.

Here is the lawless place.

"No, didn't you say that the Prophet Crow likes to stay at the scene of death the most?" the Hummer driver wondered.

Hearing this, Wen Rensheng finally understood why people would choose to kill the people around him one after another.

And the value of the Prophet Crow is probably far beyond his imagination.

In the eyes of ordinary people, it is probably worth hundreds of thousands of lives.

"Forget it, I think that crow will follow us, because what we are going to is a feast of death. We have a lot of opportunities to domesticate it." The driver of the Hummer said confidently.

As he said, the crow quickly followed their car.

"Boss, you are right. That cute golden crow has followed again. It seems that it has already smelled the smell of death."

"Yeah, this crow can predict how many people will be killed by monsters for each action, and it doesn't care about the fight between people. One call means one death, two calls means two deaths, three calls means four deaths .” The driver of the Hummer said to the younger brother.

"Then why didn't it bark this time?" the black Rocketeer wondered.

"Probably because no one will die in this battle." The Hummer driver immediately found a reason.

Then a group of three people and one bird walked along the highway and came to a ruin and finally stopped.

The highway is only repaired here.

Wen Rensheng followed the two off the highway, and the two hid the car in a dilapidated iron house in the ruins.

Only then did the guns get ready and headed north.

After walking for less than an hour, Wen Rensheng heard roars coming from a distance.

Then came the screams.

"Persevere, if we defeat it, we can save enough money to buy a player qualification, and we won't have to worry about fighting these monsters anymore!"

"Yes, Captain."

It turned out that they really weren't players.

That's right, Wen Rensheng remembered that before he fell asleep, he knew that player qualifications were very precious, and idlers could not apply for them.

That is to say, he has huge energy: mainly because he has a lot of dealings with game simulators, and the two sides are familiar with each other.