Chapter 127: Black Bullet [Subscribe Please]
"According to the description in the original book, this gourd was set up by the gods of this world. Anyone who approaches within half a mile will be attacked by a raging fire. And if you want to take it away, you must have the big green leaves on the top of the gourd mountain and the soil of the gourd mountain!"
Looking at the red gourd in front of him that kept releasing divine light, Zhao Chen carefully recalled the plot he had seen before, and took out the green leaves and soil he had brought in from outside.
This was one of the reasons why Zhao Chen came to this world. According to the customer information given by the store and the words of the golden snake spirit himself, it was not time for the pangolin to drill through the gourd mountain.
This also means that the gourd seeds that can be transformed into seven gourd babies are still waiting in the mountains, which made Zhao Chen think.
After taking out the green leaves and soil, the wind from nowhere blew, carrying the green leaves and the soil that looked like fine sand to the red gourd emitting flames.
The green leaves covered the top of the red gourd, and the soil was sprinkled on the bottom of the gourd. After the two were completely positioned, the red gourd lost all its golden light and flames, and finally turned into a big seed.
In this way, the gourd seed that should have been taken away by the grandfather hundreds of years later and then cultivated seven gourd babies was taken away by Zhao Chen. As for what will happen next, only time can witness it.
As the gourd seed was collected by Zhao Chen, the gourd mountain suddenly shook, and the rocks in the cave danced wildly, as if the sky was collapsing and the earth was cracking. Seeing this scene, Zhao Chen teleported away directly, but he did not return to the dimensional store, but came to the foot of the gourd mountain.
After confirming that the gourd mountain was split into two halves, it did not cause much damage to the surrounding area, and then turned around and left.
Not long after Zhao Chen left, he suddenly saw the ground bulge, and a pangolin slowly poked its head out from the ground, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.
Soon after the pangolin appeared, two white smokes emitting auspicious auras fell here, and the pangolin lay there respectfully, not daring to move.
As for the two white smokes, they turned into two people the moment they landed, one was an old widower and the other was a middle-aged scholar.
"Sir, the snake spirit and the scorpion spirit have escaped for some reason, and even the gourd seeds have disappeared strangely. What should we do?" The pangolin saw the arrival of the two people and hurriedly stepped forward to report.
Hearing these words, the old widower turned his head and looked at the middle-aged scholar, and asked, "Sir, this..."
"Everything should be done according to the plan. There are still a hundred years, which is enough to find out the truth!" The middle-aged scholar stretched out his hand to calculate, and when he found that it was nothing, he frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about something.
But for the questions of the pangolin and the old widower, he only left this sentence, and then the middle-aged scholar disappeared again.
Seeing that his boss had left, Pangolin looked at the widower who was left behind, waiting for his order.
"Let's do it according to the previous plan. If there is no order from above, we who are responsible for running errands should not act rashly!"
The widower looked at Pangolin, left a word, and turned away. He still had to repair Hulu Mountain. Without the gourd, this magical object, he would definitely consume a lot of money to maintain the original state.
"Yes!"
Since the boss and the boss of the boss said so, Pangolin was relieved. After responding, he immediately went back the same way.
At the same time, not far from Hulu Mountain, there was a village where men farmed and women wove, and they were happy and prosperous.
The middle-aged scholar who turned into white smoke and left was walking quickly in the village. From time to time, people greeted him respectfully along the way. I think this person is also quite prestigious in the village.
But because the middle-aged scholar was thinking about something very important, he could only respond with a smile in a hurry, and then he came to a house in the village at a very fast pace.
"Mr. Jingjie, I have something important to ask you!"
As soon as the voice fell, there was a creak, and the door slowly opened, as if welcoming this person to enter.
The middle-aged scholar was not polite and walked straight in. After he entered, the door closed again. As for what happened inside, it was unknown!
On the other side, Zhao Chen, who returned to the store, did not stay too long. He set the shelf time for many products and asked the system to remind him to return in three days.
After doing these two things, Zhao Chen directly locked the location of the little loli Asakura and teleported over.
If there is anything that can best reflect the characteristics of the world of black bullets, it is undoubtedly the countless huge black stone tablets used to protect the city and tightly surround the entire city.
The city inside the black stele belongs to the human territory and is also the last stable area for human survival. Outside the stele is the place where the protogastric organisms are rampant. If it were not for the protection of the black stele, I am afraid that humans would have been extinct long ago!
The air in this world is filled with a smell called despair, which did not exist nine years ago.
But since one day nine years ago, the monster named "protogastric organisms" appeared in this world without any warning, and everything fell into despair!
No one knows how these creatures appeared, but after the protogastric organisms appeared, they developed an astonishing number with their terrifying infectious power. After combining the number and infectious power, the end of mankind has come!
To this day, there are less than 800 million humans who originally numbered more than 8 billion, and these survivors can only rely on the black stele around the city.
These stone tablets are made of a metal called [錵], which can release a special weak magnetic field to weaken the activity of the protogastric virus. If there is enough of this metal, it can completely inhibit the regeneration ability of protogastric organisms, so protogastric organisms will avoid this metal.
Because of this, humans have the possibility to survive, even so they can only survive in the city.
And now, the shop owner has come to this world. Will he bring the final despair or the hope of salvation to this world?
Let us wait and see
As for you, snakehead, since it is a system, don’t be so dramatic. Don’t you think you are too much for occupying such a large space? !
Directly smashing the light screen in front of him, Zhao Chen expressed great condemnation for his own system’s behavior of stealing the show and watering the number of words!
Standing on the treetop, Zhao Chen was a little confused: "It's clearly displayed here, why can't I see it?"
And the target he was looking for, that is, Chihiro Asakura, who had quietly left the store before, was waiting for his end in the dense forest. The little Lolita, lying in the tree hole with her eyes closed, missed the sweet water she had drunk before.
Although she missed it in her heart and even wanted to drink a few more sips, when she thought of her current situation, the little Lolita Asakura silently gave up this idea. Her body was almost unable to hold on. If she broke the erosion rate limit in the store of the kind-hearted storekeeper
When she thought of the erosion rate, the little Lolita Asakura felt a little cold in her body, and she couldn't help but shrink a little, making her look like a dumpling, small and round.
Just as she was quietly waiting to lose her self-consciousness, in a trance, a soft white light seemed to appear in front of Chihiro Asakura's eyes, and a pair of hands reached out to her in the white light.
At this moment, Asakura recalled the stories that the dean had told her before, and a pure smile appeared on her face. Then, a soft and sticky voice that belonged only to a little girl rang out: "God, are you here to take me away?"
"Leave? Your life cannot end here!"