The tip of the long-handled mace that was smashed to pieces by a knife and covered with sharp spikes was deeply embedded in the center of his chest, almost completely penetrating him. Blood flowed freely from his chest, front and back. There was only one person alive now. It can be said that his physical fitness is quite good.
"Hehe..." Olson's face gradually lost color, "You... don't... get anything... from me... don't even think about it!"
"Tsk, Teacher Cang wants to know how to make your witchcraft bag. Maybe you can try to work on it?"
After all, Lao Wang's attitude and tone were indeed a bit irritating.
Olsen's chest rose and fell sharply, and he gritted his teeth and said: "You guys, don't expect any benefits. Pirates...will not leave gifts to anyone...Vikings...are not afraid...are afraid ...die!"
Li Cang fiddled with the mace embedded in Olson's body: "Treating an injury of this degree may cost four to five figures. You don't seem to be worth the price. Damn, let's patch this guy up." Blood bar.”
Li Laixi was stunned for a moment, and soon understood what Li Cang meant. It was to replenish blood, but not to treat injuries. A few coins would be enough.
A green light, as warm as love, nourished Olson's body and mind. Olson even cursed loudly: "Fuck you, damn #￥%..."
"Look, at least you have the right to choose to prolong or end the pain, right?" Li Cang searched Olson's body and found a bloodline fragment and a skill seed on the back surface of his armor. Satisfied, he put it in his pocket, "Do you have Viking ancestry? If you decide quickly, I can even consider giving you a decent Viking funeral. Speaking of which, you guys are not particular about whether you will enter the Hall of Valor based on the dignity of the funeral. How high is his status? Or maybe he could just go to the Hall of the Dead and be locked up by Hella and drink goat urine to quench his thirst in the eternal night?"
Olson's blood-red eyes were as wide as those of a cow, and the blood pouring out of his chest was almost as fast as the Baotu Spring in front of the unexcavated subway line: "You...you...you. ..”
Lao Wang touched his arm and felt an inexplicable coldness. Why on earth did I become friends with this guy? It must be because he would die if he didn't become friends, right?
As the saying goes: The dragon and the tiger fight against the flowers on the other side, and I also want to have a family after I die.
People are either stronger or more fragile when they are dying. People with faith like Olson will most likely choose the latter, just like people always become brainless when they are in love. This is not derogatory, but It is determined by biological characteristics.
"I...want a...beautiful...funeral slave girl...the one in the bar...Agatha...is very...suitable...with legs as long and straight as a mast... Fuller than oak...bust...and...and..."
"I have everything in my dream. It would be nice if I could give you a boat. Why are you staring at me? The most I can do is exchange the fuel for you into wine."
"f...f..."
Li Cang accepted Olson's inheritance with satisfaction.
In fact, this group of people don’t have much wealth. People who make quick money usually have difficulty retaining wealth. They are not greedy for enjoyment, but afraid of not being able to enjoy it.
Some gold and gems buried in the cellar, a bunch of looted weapon materials, and a few coins, that's all. As for the living cattle and sheep, there are also meat, wine, and grain reserves. The journey is too far. Carry it, leave a little behind, and let Li Leisi sacrifice it directly to get rid of the problem.
Lao Wang grabbed a handful of gold coins and tossed them around: "Don't tell me, these people are a bit romantic. It's pretty cool to cast your own gold coins for fun."
He had often seen this kind of gold coins with rough workmanship and exotic designs in movies before, and he always found them interesting.
Although gold can only be sacrificed for a few coins, the value of this thing does not decrease because of this. In many large-scale settlements or bases that have been developed, the value of gold has increased a lot due to industrial needs and other reasons.
Li Cang found more than two hundred witchcraft bags, more than 100 of which were empty. The others either had witchcraft sealed or servants of fate or walking dead beasts sealed, and it was not convenient to take them apart for the time being.
"What kind of boat can we really get him to cremate him?"
"Although we can't make a witchcraft bag, we still have to talk about the basic integrity of human beings. The dead are the most important."
"Then you crushed this person to death with your own hands. How dare you leave him here with me?"
"Did he die when I pinched him?"
"???"
Of course, he couldn't kidnap Agatha from the tavern to be Olson's funeral slave at the helm. He could probably simplify it all, get a door panel and tie Olson up. This is the boat. Pour some wine on it. Then push down along the edge of the land...
"No, aren't you allowed to shoot an arrow and set it on fire? You just threw it away?"
"There is lava down there. Why should I light a fire?"
King's suffocation.
Good guy, if you are disappointed with the witchcraft bag thing, then you will simplify the funeral by several steps, right?
After the gangsters were extremely skilled in raiding the welcome den, even the cattle and sheep were roasted into dried meat and carried on their backs. Time finally came to early morning, and Li Cang and the four of them continued on their way.
Although Teacher Cang suffered a serious injury that cannot be cured without praying, he is still very satisfied with the results of this battle. The satisfaction lies not in the gains, but in the whole process of in-depth communication. Almost no skills or abilities were used - "Conquered the enemy solely by his majestic force value."
Teacher Cang used this as evidence to insist that his special training (mainly referring to working around the clock on a few big iron eggs) has achieved important results in stages, so it is time to usher in a reasonable holiday!
Li Laisi sneered: "Okay, then what the hell, practicing over and over again is of little use anyway, so why not focus on the ability to resist attacks."
The word "fuck you" does not necessarily mean "wtf". The so-called "wtf" refers to "wtc" in the physical sense, and is the abbreviation of "lying in that tank".
As we all know, if you want to prevent the big iron egg from running around, you definitely need a base and tracks.
Li Laisi sometimes asked Lao Wang to cast the track into an "S" shape, sometimes into an "∞" shape, sometimes into an "O" shape, sometimes two large and one small in one base, sometimes two small and one large, which made the whole island complain. It was miserable.
Li Cang was shocked when he heard this. No matter how hard it is, it is better to be beaten by a big iron egg than to be beaten by a big iron egg. He has a very clear view on this kind of thing.
Li Cang, who failed in his attempt, began to complain about Lao Wang's unwillingness to participate in the grand event, but Lao Wang happily patted his belly: "I think the iron ball is very good. Look at my abdominal muscles, are they handsome?"
Li Cang: ヽ(゜Q.)ノ?
Master Wang carries many strange buffs, but there is one buff that is more professional than his profession - that is his Hunyuan fat body. Even when he was working out craziest before the disaster, Lao Wang's fat body and muscles were all the same. As inseparable as the two sides of the Taiwan Strait.
It can be said that the fat-burning and muscle-building package is a strict combination of diet, regular work and rest, appropriate Chinese patent medicines and Western medicine hormones. With these thirteen tricks, even Li Laisi...cough... Even if you put a pig on it, you can create half a canopy marshal, but Lao Wang doesn't want it. His fat meat has indeed been purified, but it has also become indestructible.
Li Cang once thought that Lao Wang's fat was more valuable for research than his spine. Unfortunately, the old professor who lived across the street at that time had no interest in this and cruelly rejected Lao Wang's application because he was not professionally qualified. Master Wang therefore It is sad to lose the iron rice bowl.
Fuck you, you can have fart lines!
Lao Wang was not happy anymore and lifted up his clothes: "Look, look, show it to me quickly, do you dare to say this is not a vest line?"
"Ah, yes, yes..."
They were disgusted with each other and parted unhappy.
On the road, in addition to the welcome bunker, there are many similar buildings in the back from the edge of the land mass to the castle on the horizon, and there are even a few not-so-wide paths. This place has been quite well developed by the survivors. Along the way, in addition to The house is just pasture and food crops, and you can see almost any threatening beast, let alone the walking dead.
This made people feel very strange. Li Laixi looked around and said: "If the conditions here are so good, then why don't those people in front move here? If you are careful, through the rat tide and Xiao Shang Gu's The territory isn’t too difficult, is it?”
Since Li Cang had not met even a normal person since landing on the mainland, Li Cang could not answer this kind of question, and there was quite a lot of movement along the way. Such old scoundrels packed up in large and small groups became an organized street. No one was seen in the bunker that appeared every few hundred meters along the road.
"Hey, how about we go in and ask!"
"We are just passing by, not just visiting. Scratching the ground and looking for trouble are two different things." Li Cang solemnly stated his professional ethics, "We will tell you what kind of oil can be scraped from the stone eggs after we enter the castle."
"See you, sir!"
Speaking of being shameless, Lao Wang is totally convinced by Li Cang. We all came from the same place, a kindergarten, an elementary school, a middle school, a high school, a university and even a hospital. How can you be so cool? As for work, except for cursing people without using curse words, I must use curse words in everything I do. It is really shameful and degrading.
Just like this, under the gaze of countless secret glances, Li Cang and the four of them arrived at the foot of the castle safely.
A not-too-high but very long stone city wall completely separates the two sides of the land mass. On one side is the bustling "city" and on the other side is the "countryside" dominated by agriculture and animal husbandry. At first glance, the planning seems quite reasonable.
Guarding the city gate was a group of lazy leather-armored soldiers. Ever since Li Cang and others appeared in sight, this group of people had been pointing at them, as if they had thought of something happy.
"Resident or passing through?"
"How do you say passing by, how do you say permanent resident?"
"The entrance fee for permanent residents is 6 gold coins per person, including servants of destiny. If you don't have gold, you can use destiny coins instead. If you pass by, sign here and you can enter!"
The whole process went extremely smoothly without any obstruction or questioning. However, when Li Cang tried to ask them for information, the group of people laughed and refused to answer directly.
When everyone thinks about it...
Oh, he is so friendly. Is the group of robbers who landed here an exception?
Anyway, our biggest request is just to pass by. We are not very interested in what is going on in this place, but we are happy to be safe.
Four people, a few servants of destiny, and a lot of newly summoned lackeys to carry supplies, a group of more than 260 heads entered the city in such a low-key manner.
As soon as they entered the city, everyone was stunned.
The house bunkers on both sides of the bumpy dirt road are quite well built, but sewers are drainage channels. Drainage channels are sewers. They are arranged in the open air. The ditches and ridges are simply covered with wooden boards or even straw curtains. Some houses and bunkers The septic tanks dug front and back are directly connected to this thing. Pens for chickens, ducks, geese, cattle and sheep are all on the ground floor of bunkers and houses. There are livestock wandering all over the streets. I don’t know, I thought it was time to travel back to the Middle Ages. of Europe.
This smell, this fight...
Let alone a human being, even Huahua couldn't bear it. Huahua cocked her neck and tilted her right forepaw in a funny manner. The golden hole was filled with pain and struggle. She was unwilling to let that paw stand on the ground and solidify in its original position. The ground was motionless.
This white tiger with colorful jade patterns and snow-frosted hair on its temples is a cat. Can he still survive if he poops on his feet? If he licks his paws in the future, will there be any psychological shadow?
"What the hell..."
Lao Wang really didn't know what to say.
What made him even more desperate was that he had considered everything, but he didn't think of wearing boots. Moreover, judging from the road conditions, just hoping that the boots would be strong and reliable would require at least half-length panties and a hat.
It is said that there is no road in the world, but when there are more people walking, it "just" becomes a road. A few people waded forward on the road with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and their faces were numb. After nearly a kilometer, the road conditions gradually improved. On the road, Finally there is someone.
Fat and strong, with a fierce face and a hurried appearance.
Groups of strong women were leading alien beasts and walking corpses. They showed no signs of living and working in peace and contentment. They were almost all transporting supplies and weapons. They looked like...preparing for war?
Li Cang took out the map that was not very accurate because he didn't pay for it and took a look at it: "I wonder why the atmosphere is so strange. They are fighting the walking dead!"
On the Marauder's Map, there is a fairly clear blank area between the blue color that roughly represents the human settlements and the red color of the walking dead. This boundary should be the wall opposite the castle.
"Tsk, here comes another group of people who want to die."
"The last time a subordinate came in was three weeks ago. The track line is set on our side. This is really extraordinary luck."
"That guy Olsen was afraid that he was dead, but he was actually willing to let him come over?"
“Bet a barrel of rye beer and you won’t get any back.”
"I bet two buckets, at least two will survive. Oriental faces have always been in line with the Governor's taste. He will definitely find a way to keep them, hahaha~"
A group of soldiers wearing black armor and riding oxen suddenly appeared, dispersed the rustling passers-by, and said condescendingly to Li Cang and others: "Outsiders are not allowed to wander in the city. If you settle down, go to the third floor of the Zhongbao to apply for a residence permit, otherwise you will be free." Let’s go to the city defense line and get out of the city immediately!”
