"Make a move?" Even though Dreadlocks appeared to be docile and helpless in front of Lin Sanjiu, he was different when he was dealing with ordinary people. With one hand on his waist, he smiled and asked, "How do we make a move? By mutating? "
The bearded man shot a glare from the window. His gaze was so dark that it could slap a person.
"We can't mutate, and we have nothing to do with mutated people. It's up to you to believe it or not," he said in a hoarse voice, "But do you really think we can't do anything if we don't mutate? We stay with you posthumans day and night, work for you, watch you move, listen to your conversations … I'm afraid we know you better than you know yourself. Haven't you heard of that saying? Your butler is more dangerous than your enemy. "
Dreadlocks was slightly stunned as if he did not expect to hear such an answer. He snorted and said to someone, "These ordinary people really have no concept of combat power. I would like to see … "
Eight-headed Druid slapped him on the shoulder and stopped him from finishing his sentence.
Lin Sanjiu knew what he was going to say without listening to him. Eight-Headed Druid seemed to be prepared to go all the way. No matter what, he had no intention of changing his attitude. Even though he was explaining himself and expressing his sincerity, others would only find it suspicious.
"I will never hurt ordinary people. I know you must be facing danger and difficulties now. Let me help you …"
As expected.
After Eight-Headed Druid finished speaking, judging from the bearded man's expression from behind the window, it would be an overestimation to say that he was dubious. "Why do you want to help us? What benefits do you have? You are a posthuman, and you have truly reached — "
A sharp whistle suddenly pierced through the air, cutting off his unfinished words.
"Eight-Headed Druid is here. Everyone, come over!"
When the voice rang out like a siren, Lin Sanjiu was startled. It came from not far away from her. She had no idea when the person who made the sound had snuck up to her, but she did not notice him at all.
She looked toward the direction of the sound and immediately understood. A round, white eyeball, which had been hiding somewhere, was hurriedly floating up to the sky. If she remembered correctly, it was a reconnaissance product produced by the Munitions Factory. She did not expect it to have a warning function.
With a cracking sound, the eyeball shattered into pieces like glass and fell into the weeds in midair.
Lin Sanjiu retracted her Higher Consciousness and said to Octopus, "Let's go. Looks like they'll be here soon. "
With Lin Sanjiu around, it wouldn't be easy for anyone to harm the Eight-Headed Druid. However, unless she had no other choice, she didn't want to get involved in a fight with someone whose behavior was hard to explain.
Ba Toude pursed his lips and hesitated for a moment, the muscles on his wide cheeks bulging as he gritted his teeth. "Alright, where do you think we should go?"
"You don't have any ideas?" Lin Sanjiu was taken aback. She didn't expect him to ask an outsider like her.
"The mutated armors are at the back, and the evolved humans are at the front." The Eight-Headed Druid looked around hastily. At that moment, the bearded uncle's face had already disappeared from behind the window. He waved his hand in front of him and said, "If we walk to the sides, the roads on both sides are actually connected to the road occupied by the ordinary people in front of us. You can even say that they are the same road. Right now, we are faced with three choices, and none of them are friendly to us. "
Lin Sanjiu cast a glance at them and realized that Zhong Qing was still going with the flow. On the other hand, Dreadhair Guy would occasionally look in the direction of the posthumans in front of him. Occasionally, he would take two steps back. It was obvious that he wanted to take advantage of the situation to slip away.
"Two evils, three evils are the same. Let's go to the ordinary people's territory." Just as she made her decision, a few figures leaped from the city wall and landed. Their footsteps were light and quick as they approached them. Lin Sanjiu pulled Octopus and gestured for Zhong Qing to follow her. Then, she turned and sprinted to the left side of the city wall. Octopus was kind enough to pull Dreadlocks as he ran, "Come on!"
Dreadlocks staggered and looked into the distance. Finally, he followed behind Octopus with heavy footsteps.
If someone wanted to jump into the city from the outside, they had to either tear down the city wall or jump through the gap at the top of the city wall. This was because all of the windows in Fan Jia City were made of bricks that had been dug out. There was no way they could fit a person.
After running along the city wall for a while, they soon realized that they had run into a dead end before they could find the gap at the top of the city wall. The city wall formed an arc in front of them, and there was a fork in another city wall on the left side of the hill.
Given the height of the other city wall, Lin Sanjiu could easily jump over it. However, she didn't know how the other three people were doing. She wanted to call out to them, but when she turned her head, she saw a group of people descending from the sky not far away. Their pursuers were right behind them.
The leader of the group was a man wearing a pair of colorful sunglasses. His robe was loose and loose, and Lin Sanjiu couldn't tell which style he was from. Without saying anything, he rolled up his sleeves, and a gust of wind shot out from his sleeves. It opened its mouth and bit at Octopus's back.
"Squat down!" Lin Sanjiu yelled.
When it came to controlling the wind and airflow, she was now considered an expert. As the Eight-Headed Druid pounced on the ground, her left hand spun in mid-air, and a whirlpool that was flowing in the opposite direction met the incoming wind head-on. When the two collided in mid-air, a blast of air blasted out in all directions. When the blast subsided, Sunglasses suddenly screamed and jumped a few steps to the side, yelling, "Who's there? Who ambushed me? "
'What ambushed me? ' Lin Sanjiu was stunned.
She understood immediately.
She didn't know when, but there were a few metal cylinders sticking out from the windows of the city wall that were occupied by ordinary people. At first glance, they looked like gun barrels.
"Get out of here, posthumans!" the bearded man roared. His voice sounded muffled even though they were separated by the city wall.
It seemed to be an order. The moment his voice rang out, the people holding the cylinders pulled the triggers. Water jets shot out from the black cylinders. The black cylinders were full of power. The water jets were as thick as a person's wrist. They pierced through the air angrily and headed straight for Tinted Sunglasses and the posthumans behind him. The water vapor quickly spread under the sunlight, painting the sky with a thin layer of gray.
Since Lin Sanjiu and the posthumans were standing in a blind spot, the water couldn't reach them. Dreadlocks turned his head to look at the scene in front of him and mumbled, "No way. Do they think they can defeat posthumans with a water gun?"
One of the girls raised her hand, and the dense gray water columns were stopped by her. The water splashed on the leather armor on her palm, drenching her shoulder. "Ordinary people?" She frowned and snorted. She waved her hand, "It's like a child's game.
As she spoke, she lowered her head and looked at her hand.
Lin Sanjiu realized the problem before the girl. After all, she had been to the black lake.
"It's the Smoky Water!" The girl screamed as if she was scalded by acid. She waved her hand and retreated, "They are crazy! They are using the Smoky Water!"
By the time she screamed, it was already too late. Her companions were already drenched.
It was not difficult to avoid one stream of water, but to avoid so many streams of water, it was actually only slightly more difficult. The real difficulty was when a group of people were trying to avoid the water. Everyone was blocking and jumping left and right. The water column was completely disrupted, and the water splashed everywhere almost randomly. Instead, no one was able to escape, and all of them were soaked by the water.
Lin Sanjiu glanced at Dreadhair. Dreadhair, who had been promoted to her personal guide, immediately explained to her, "Our water is pumped directly from the foot of the mountain. When the water is pumped, it is inevitable that the water will come up together with the smoke. Therefore, we store the water in sealed barrels and only use it after purification … The people who do this are all ordinary people."
"We still have dozens of barrels of Smoky Water here," the bearded uncle shouted from behind the wall, "We just drew it yesterday. If you guys don't leave, we don't mind using them all!"
One of the posthumans seemed to be a coward when faced with the smoky water. He took a few steps back and ran away when another stream of water hit his leg.
"Eight-Headed Druid," the man with the colored sunglasses patted the water off his body and hissed at the people in the corner, "I know you are colluding with ordinary people! So what if it's the Smoky Water? We have quite a number of people with protective equipment — "
Just like Dirty-Braid and Zhong Qing, Eight-Headed Druid used his hands to cover his mouth and nose, afraid that the mist would enter his nostrils. He shouted in a muffled voice, "No, it wasn't me …"
Unfortunately, the other party had no intention of listening to his explanation.
The ordinary people in the city seemed to be too flustered. They were afraid that spraying the Smoky Water wasn't enough. Someone whistled and something heavy rolled down from the top of the hill. The posthumans, who were initially a little apprehensive, looked up and were shocked. "It's a mutant, move away!" They finally jumped onto the city wall and disappeared after a few leaps.
"What happened?
Could a normal person command a mutant? "
Lin Sanjiu activated her [Defense Forcefield] and leaped out of the corner of the wall. She circled around the hill and followed the sound. The posthumans were right. There was indeed a long, continuous, interconnected mass of human limbs rolling down the drawbridge towards the hillside like an ocean wave. The dust, smoke, grass and pebbles it stirred up made it difficult for anyone to see clearly.
"Come back, let's go!" Eight-Headed Druid shouted from afar. He seemed to have seen the mutant attacking them.
Lin Sanjiu stretched her arms and conjured up two large air vortexes. Then, she swung her arms and sent the air vortexes forward. The air vortexes exploded right in front of the sea of human limbs. Just as Lin Sanjiu had expected, the shockwaves from the collision of the two air vortexes stopped after a while.
Countless slender arms, one after another, slid down the hillside like dead snakes. Their palms bounced on the ground. Some of them had their palms open, while others had the backs of their hands exposed. Their trembling fingers were half curled and half uncurled, but they did not have the strength and vitality of the mutated humans.
Lin Sanjiu looked up and saw a group of people fleeing in all directions from the top of the hill. Their movements could not be considered fast or powerful at all. Their footsteps were shallow and shallow as they disappeared into the nearby city.
"It's over!" Lin Sanjiu shouted as she looked at the quiet city behind her. The black water cylinders had already been withdrawn from the window.
"What … What happened?" a man with a dreadlocks asked shakily as he turned the corner of the hill.
"You guys can come over and take a look. These are the limbs of the mutants." Lin Sanjiu suppressed her nausea and looked at the countless dead snake-like arms that were blocked by the air vortexes. She said, "I think the humans must have collected the limbs of the mutants and pushed them down … Look, there's an eyelash in one of the limbs."
"So, the young man with the injured eye isn't the only one who can shed the mutants? That's not good. This means that they can change between their two forms. " That being said, Zhong Qing walked as if she was taking a stroll after dinner. She asked nonchalantly, "So, what should we do now? Should we go or not?"
"Wait!"
Everyone turned around and saw the bearded man's face floating up from the window again.
"Eight-Headed Druid, are those posthumans chasing after you?" He stared at Eight-Headed Druid and said sternly, "I heard that person say that you are in cahoots with us … What's going on? Could it be that what you said was true? You mean us no harm? "
Eight-Headed Druid let out a long sigh and sat on the ground with a thud. He smiled bitterly at the bearded man, "That's great. Finally, someone believes me for once."
I'm sorry, I didn't update a chapter yesterday … To be honest, I don't have a good reason. I slept for 14 out of the 24 hours yesterday … I woke up once, ate something, and fell asleep again. When I woke up, I didn't even realize that a day had passed. I looked at my phone. Eh, why did the date jump by one day? Was I abducted by aliens?
(End of chapter)
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