"What's this?" Tang Ling squatted on the ground with a small flashlight in his hand. He used his finger to grab the carcass that was only one-third the size of a human and could not help but ask Fei Long.
All of this was too strange. After the giant creature that emerged from the ground was killed, its entire body would slowly melt.
After it melted to a certain degree, a so-called 'main body' would appear in the broken carcass. The main body was very small as it was only one-third the size of a human, but the monster was not weak.
However, this monster's overall combat strength was not weak. Even with the flying dragon's strength, it still took it a few punches to barely kill it.
Fei Long's strength was undeniable. It was just a simple punch, but Tang Ling's Precise Instinct estimated that the punch had reached 10,000 kgs.
He peeked at Fei Long. His pig-head was still not at its peak.
As for why Fei Long turned into a pig-head, Tang Ling had already forgotten about the process. In short, if he did not untie Fei Long in time, the little monster would have ended badly.
"Even if I transform, I won't be a match for it." Tang Ling got the answer.
Fei Long was a little distracted by Tang Ling's question. Until now, he had not come up with a perfect reason to beat Tang Ling up.
He was the captain of the Purple Moon Tribe, yet he was beaten into a pig-head by a New Moon Warrior of the First Reserved Camp! If the news got out, would he still have his dignity intact?
It was not without reason though. For example, he was injected with a large dose of anesthetic and had an electrodes binding around his neck that formed a special electric field that could destroy his force field.
Moreover, the electrodes would emit a certain amount of electric current that numbed his body and prevented him from exerting any strength.
Otherwise, given Tang Ling's strength, even if he gave it his all, he would not have been able to hurt Fei Long.
"Captain Fei Long?" Tang Ling did not get an answer, and his heart felt like it was being scratched by a cat.
However, he looked very innocent and honest at the moment.
When he called out to the wyvern, he looked at the wyvern with his simple eyes, which were full of curiosity and seriousness.
Fei Long felt like his lungs were going to explode, but he could not find a reason to vent his anger.
As a matter of fact, the whole thing was a fantasy to him. He thought his fate as a bargaining chip could not be changed because his existence would put Safety Sector No. 17 in a difficult position.
Regardless of the outcome, he was destined to be nailed to the pillar of shame and become a joke. Never did he expect Tang Ling to accidentally save him.
He was saved. Now that he recalled the scene, Fei Long didn't know how to describe it. That kid didn't say a word and just stuffed a grenade into his hand!
Fei Long must have died an unjust death. He was ambushed by a kid whose fighting strength was still considered to be 'weak'.
If it wasn't for all sorts of coincidences, a single grenade wouldn't have been able to hurt it.
Even if it was stuffed into his mouth, it was …!
That was still very bad. Fei Long thought that if a grenade was stuffed into his mouth, a concussion would be the lightest outcome.
But was his current outcome any better than a concussion? His face was swollen like head.
Ling Long Long? A kid from the First Reserved Camp severely injured a captain of Sector R of the underground world and then beat up a Purple Moon captain of Safety Sector No. 17.
Fei of! Fei, Fei Fei Fei Fei Fei Long!! It was unnecessary.
With that in mind, Fei Long looked at Tang Ling with a kind smile. Tang Ling felt chills down his spine. When Fei Long smiled, it felt like a wild boar was grinning at him.
Tang Ling wanted to run because he had a bad feeling about this.
However, Fei Long extended his huge hand and grabbed Tang Ling's collar. His smile grew brighter.
"I'm innocent.
"I'm your savior."
Tang Ling only managed to utter those two words before he saw a giant fist getting closer to his face. Then, he saw stars before his eyes.
**
A crisis was neutralized by castellan Worf Andal's timely intervention.
In the end, although Worf did not get any reply, the beasts that retreated said it all.
The enemies were afraid because the castellan was invincible.
The Hope Barrier started to celebrate. The higher-ups seemed to be happy to go along with the festivities by giving out free alcohol, which was rare.
In an instant, the Hope Barrier that was usually filled with blood and battles turned into a carnival ground.
"It's quite lively outside." Hank sat down beside Andrew with a glass of red wine in his hand.
The night had been full of ups and downs, but in the end, Andrew won, and that was enough for Hank.
What was victory? This concept had always been abstract, but the smile on Andrew's lips did not lie.
Only when he was truly happy would he subconsciously restrain himself. He pursed his lips and tried his best not to smile too proudly.
However, Hank was very familiar with the slight expression on Andrew's face. When he saw the smile on Andrew's face, he thought Andrew had achieved his goal.
"Lively? The liveliness outside might not be genuine. I just need to give some comfort to those who don't know the truth. "Andrew swirled the red wine glass.
Even in the First Reserved Camp, he and Hank lived a luxurious life. It was the result of their strength.
"Why do you say that?" Hank asked casually. He wasn't really concerned. Since Andrew was in the mood to talk, all he needed to do was play along.
"What would the truly knowledgeable people think when they see the beasts, zombies, and mutated insects in the battlefield ruins being controlled?" Even though Andrew tried his best to control his smile, he still showed an obvious smile.
"It's really bad." Hank frowned.
"Yes, it's bad. Safety Sector No. 17 doesn't have many things to rely on anymore. Worf must come back and take charge. He can't leave anymore. " Andrew then took a sip of the red wine. "But it shouldn't be that useful. The enemy might not be worried about Worf at all."
"Then, what are they worried about?" Hank was not exactly happy. He had feelings for Safety Sector No. 17, where he grew up, but it was nothing compared to the friendship he had for Andrew.
"That's a secret." Andrew was still smiling. He unconsciously tapped his fingers and said, "But to me, it's great news. The family's choice is the right one.
"And my analysis at the beginning was also off track. Until now, I finally understand that no one wants to win this war. It's just the first time we're working together and testing each other's sincerity. It's enough to prove our sincerity. "
Hank lowered his head and did not say anything. How could he not understand what Andrew was trying to say?
So tonight's battle, where so many people had been sacrificed, was just a test of each other's strength by the cooperating forces? To test whether or not the other party was reliable enough to work with.
Or in other words, through this battle, some things were laid out on the table. No one could step down from the ship anymore and they were all tied together.
For example, the Agnes family was branded as a traitor, and they had no other choice from now on.
However, was it really appropriate to do so? Hank still felt a little sorry for the Agnes. Many warriors had died.
"Little Hank, you're wrong. Safety Sector No. 17 will always be Safety Sector No. 17. The only difference is the person who leads it. A fine bird chooses a good tree to nest in. We are just duckweeds that drift with the current. All we need is a strong leader. That's enough. "Andrew put his glass down and caressed Hank's blonde hair.
"Mm-hmm." Hank felt a little better. Andrew's words always made sense.
"Unless one day, I can become the leader. When that time comes … "Andrew squinted his eyes.
However, he quickly changed the topic. "That's why I said that not everyone is happy in this party. I think there are a few in the First Reserved Camp who are unhappy. Am I right? "
"Yes, they are sad. Dier went to check on them. Orston is from his family after all, so he tried to convince Orston to use the chance to leave the group, but it didn't end well. "Hank told Andrew the truth.
"No one can convince a stupid person." Andrew shook his head. He did not care about Orston at all.
He was in a good mood. Although he was certain that Tang Ling would not survive, the news further proved his point.
When the monthly break came, he could go and claim his credit. What kind of reward would he get? Would it be some legendary item that came from some mysterious place?
If it was, he must give it to Hank. He must grow faster.
Oh right, I've asked around. Garage No. 19 is in ruins, so it should be safe, right?
It seemed that taking advantage of the situation was the method a wise person should use. This also showed how important it was to have control over information.
Andrew held the glass of red wine as all kinds of thoughts popped up in his mind. He was a little carried away by his thoughts. Hank did not disturb him. He chose to sit beside him quietly as if the noise outside could not disturb the peace between them.
**
"So, it's an Underground race?" Tang Ling frowned. Even though it was just a simple expression, it was too much for his swollen face.
In the next moment, he clenched his teeth in pain, but when he opened his mouth, another tearing pain came, causing him to cry out in pain.
"Hahaha!" Fei Long laughed without any restraint, but his swollen face could not bear the laughter either, so he cried out in pain together with Tang Ling.
Both of them dared not act up anymore. They returned to their calm and collected selves, but their gazes at each other were like two foxes.
If I get the chance, I'll beat Fei Long up, Tang Ling thought.
"I'll beat this kid up once a month when I'm free." Fei Long's thoughts were also simple.
However, both of them tacitly did not mention it. Instead, they continued talking about the Underground race.
"Yes, the Underground race. There's another civilization underground. It's completely different from the human civilization, but it's still a civilization. "Fei Long took a puff from the cigarette that he looted from Tang Ling and spat out a mouthful of smoke.
Speaking of the Underground Race was a very heavy topic. Anyone who knew about it would find it very heavy.
"I don't believe it. The old civilization didn't have any records of a civilization underground. The old civilization's technology is so advanced. If there really is a civilization underground, why didn't they detect it? "Tang Ling voiced his opinion.
He was unwilling to admit that there was a civilization underground. He was more willing to believe that what he saw was a special monster that appeared in this era and lived underground.
It was similar to the zombies.
Tang Ling loved to read and think. He knew that if there were two different races on a planet, and both of them were intelligent races that had developed their own civilization, what would it mean?
War, a real war! Unlike the war between humans and beasts or the war between mutated insects and zombies, the war between the two intelligent races would only end in extinction.
There was no possibility of peace. None at all! Even though the old civilization was very advanced, discrimination between the same race could not be eliminated because of the difference in skin color, let alone two completely different civilizations.
Tang Ling instinctively thought of that, but he did not want to think too deeply about it. All he wanted to do was deny it.
Looking at Tang Ling's serious expression, Fei Long went silent for a while.
He could not tell Tang Ling more because Tang Ling did not know the part of history that was purposely hidden.
According to the iron rule of Safety Sector No. 17, a person would not be able to know more unless they grew to a certain level.
It was a form of protection and also a form of numbness. Otherwise, people would not be able to live peacefully in this era.
It was rare to be muddle-headed. Only the wise and the knowledgeable could achieve that. For most people, if they did not understand, they would not be muddle-headed.
"So, they are a civilization that appeared in our era, am I right?" Looking at Fei Long's expression, Tang Ling tried to voice out what he thought.
If that was the case, it would be great! Regardless of what happened, humans were still enjoying the fruits left behind by the old civilization and moving forward with determination.
In comparison, the odds of winning were a lot higher.
Tang Ling was not a person who worried about the country and its people, but he understood the simple logic. Without the skin, where would the hair go?
Those who betrayed their own race and looked down on their own country were absolute fools.
"No, they have always existed." Fei Long really wanted to lie to Tang Ling, but when he looked into his dark eyes, he could not bring himself to lie.
Moreover, Tang Ling had seen it and discovered the existence of the Underground race. Was it not God's will?
What a magical kid! Fei Long exclaimed. His gaze at Tang Ling could not help but soften.
They have always existed? Tang Ling's expression turned sour. Fei Long still denied what he said.
No matter how illogical and unbelievable the existence of the Underground Civilization was, the Flying Dragon was that simple. It denied Tang Ling's theory without any evidence.
"Underground … There's no way to survive underground. The temperature … at least the temperature underground. Where would the oxygen come from? No, underground. Anyway … "Tang Ling muttered to himself. His heart could not accept the conclusion at the moment.
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