In this regard, the Patriots are more experienced.
"He is dead."
The Patriot took one look and made his own conclusion.
"Dead? I think he is obviously still alive."
Wendigo said nothing, picked up the halberd in his hand, and pointed it gently at the middle-aged Rusty Hammer. Although he did nothing, he created a terrifying momentum, the pressure from the ancient bloodline of the demon race!
Suddenly, the middle-aged Rusty Hammer's mouth opened wide, and he made a sharp and piercing whistling sound. With a squeaking sound, bright red blood splashed on the snow, and the "human head" flew up and floated outside the camp.
The headless body fell to the ground, twitched a few times, and then stopped moving.
I'm afraid this man has been dead for a long time. The reason why he seems to be still alive is because of the "head" on his neck that does not belong to him.
The Patriot had no intention of letting go of the "human-headed" demon. He bent his huge body backward slightly, raised his right arm, and threw the halberd violently, instantly piercing the demon and falling to the ground.
At this time, two formation breakers had already rushed away. Within a few minutes, they brought back the bodies of the euphorbia and the evil demon and threw them in the open space in front of everyone.
"This kind of evil is called a brain demon. It is good at devouring other people's heads and then pretending to be what they were like in life."
Patriot patiently explained to Frost Star. From his tone, it seemed that he had encountered them before, and there were quite a few of them.
Shuangxing said with lingering fear: "It's different from the demons I've seen before."
"There are many kinds of evil spirits. Brain devils are not very common. This kind of evil spirit has a habit of floating in the sky and can be easily found."
Zhou Jinru stared at the body of the brain demon. He had never heard that the Ursus Icefield was rich in demons. He shook his head and said, "It shouldn't appear here."
"Under normal circumstances, that's how it is."
The patriot just said a word, turned around and left, assigning other tasks, because they were going to spend the night in this camp.
The ice fields at night are more terrifying than during the day.
…
The big iron pot was steaming, and the rich aroma came out, tempting people's saliva.
Zhou Jinru watched with his own eyes as the integration movement members dug out more than a dozen cans from their backpacks, half of which were white butter, salty and greasy. The problem was that in the ice fields where supplies were scarce, canned butter and luncheon meat were in short supply. This product, being able to have a bite in the cold weather is really a pleasure.
Isn't it said that it is difficult to find food for the integrated movement? Why are they so generous? Just buy cans of butter and throw them together for free to cook?
Zhou Jinru doubtfully picked up the tin sheets of the cans from the waste recycling basket and found a string of Ursus writing on the surface. It seemed that these cans came from military supplies.
Did the Patriot troops attack the supply depot of the Ursus Army?
He immediately shook his head and rejected his idea. If this was the case, the integration movement would definitely be blacklisted by the Ursus military and send troops to encircle and suppress them.
A small fight is definitely a different treatment than attacking a regular army, and the patriots are not stupid enough to do this.
Therefore, these cans should have been delivered to the integration movement through some less noticeable channels, and in large quantities, otherwise they would not be so lavish.
“You want to know where these cans come from?”
Zhou Jinru nodded.
"I won't tell you, it's not a robbery anyway."
"..."
Can’t you see Yelena, you still have such a naughty side?
Froststar asked again: "I heard from Rusty Hammer here, are you still a doctor?"
Zhou Jinru couldn't help but emphasize: "My profession is a doctor, followed by others."
"I have never seen a doctor who can fight so well."
Don’t worry, you’ll see more in the future…
Zhou Jinru looked at the big pot in the middle of the camp and asked casually: "How many people agree to follow you?"
"You care about this?"
"I don't want to cause trouble for them, and I don't want to cause trouble for you."
Frost Star nodded slightly: "Everyone is willing to join the integration movement, maybe because they have experienced a betrayal. Abandoned people will be more eager to find a home. What about you, doctor, where do you want to go?"
“I’m also going to integrate sports.”
Shuangxing hummed: "This is best."
After saying this, White Carters turned and left. The purpose of her coming seemed to be to confirm his whereabouts.
…
After nightfall, Zhou Jinru sat alone in front of the campfire, the flickering firelight shining on his face.
The appearance of demons in the Ursus Icefield should not be an independent incident, but the clues that connect everything have not yet been found.
He should think differently.
For example, how did the Integration Movement, which is an illegal armed organization like the Rusty Hammer, know that there are evil spirits here.
Perhaps the answer lies in the trivial details.
Zhou Jinru placed his eyes on a green can next to his hand. This was what he asked for from Shuangxing. White Rabbit gave it to him very generously. It was not at all like Sosou a few years later who would even give him a piece of ice cream. Reluctant to discount.
This can can also illustrate that the current integration movement does not lack supplies and people will not starve to death due to the cold.
So where does it come from?
"The Ursus military has only this way, but why do they need to provide so many supplies because of Tallulah's identity? Ursus is not so generous..."
There were not enough clues, and he couldn't figure it out for a while, so he had to give up temporarily. When he got to the integration movement camp and met Tallulah, he might be able to figure it out.
…
At this time, on the other side, Joshua supported his body and looked at the fire quietly, with an uncontrollable look of exhaustion on his face.
"what's on your mind?"
The doctor during the day came over, sat next to him, and reached out to touch the swaying campfire. The flames seemed to be alive, and they all avoided his palm.
"Mr. Four, I'm wondering if our insistence is wrong."
"Why do you think so?"
Joshua took a deep breath, and the cold air penetrated into his lungs. The young man couldn't help but cough a few times, and his voice became hoarse.
"I thought Rusty Hammer was a big family, and everyone survived in the wilderness without any worries. There were no identity restrictions, and they didn't care whether they were infected or not. I have always thought like this, but today, I found out that I was wrong. It was me. What a wonderful thought.”
Zhou Jinru took back his hand, crossed his legs, and said calmly: "If you want to prove whether your idea is right or wrong, you have to work hard to realize it. If it is wrong, you are destined to fail. If you are right, it will eventually come true." One day it will happen, and you have to live to see it succeed.”
Joshua was surprised and said: "Have you ever witnessed such a deep belief?"
"No, but I have seen something similar. It is not perfect and will still have flaws, but I always believe it."
Zhou Jinru continued: "If you believe it, it is in your heart. If you don't believe it, it will never come true."
