"I'm going to pick fruits." Litt Grove held up the two coconuts in his hands.
"I'm going fishing." Bona picked up a big fish.
"I'm going to look for water." Giselle picked up a can of packaged pure water.
"Did you find this in that river? And it's packaged? "Jollinash was speechless.
"I asked for it from someone else," Giselle said.
Mo Er hesitated for a long time, and everyone's eyes fell on him.
Mo Er hesitated. He had gone out to play. This was the first time he had camped in the wild with so many people.
But he couldn't say that. After thinking about it, he explained, "I think we didn't bring enough things, so I asked others to come and steal our things. Then we could rob them."
Peian and KingTong felt a chill. What kind of person was this?
"Alright, throw these guys far away." Jollinash was acting like a big sister.
Usually, it was not her turn to make decisions in the association.
However, in this place, she was experienced, powerful, and had high prestige.
Of course, she would be the boss.
Although Mo Er and Morid had the same qualifications as her, they were relatively low-key.
They wouldn't compete with Jollinash for the boss.
Jollinash looked at KingTong and Peian and walked up to them. "Hello, are you also camping here?"
Peian looked back and said, "We set up a magic formation here. We didn't know that someone was here."
"Oh … It doesn't matter. We're just camping here. We don't need to make any special preparations. If you set up a magic formation here, we won't disturb you."
Peian and KingTong used this place as a battlefield, so they needed a certain amount of space in this area.
They had the same purpose as the previous group of people, so there was a conflict of interest between them.
After all, no one wanted to be robbed.
As for Jollinash and the others, none of them was a psychic who was good at positional warfare.
Moreover, they were fighting on their own.
There was a distance from the coastline, and they planned to go directly to the front line to fight.
So there was no problem of killing.
Peian and KingTong no longer had any objections.
After all, the other party had a large number of people and was strong.
Since there was no substantial conflict of interest, there was no need for one party to leave.
Of course, KingTong was not really afraid of Jollinash and the others.
If they really fought, he had some confidence in himself.
However, after getting along with them, Peian and KingTong found that Jollinash and the others were very easy to talk to.
They even felt that these young people were like big kids.
In fact, Moore was a big kid. He had just turned sixteen not long ago.
Even Jollinash and Morid were only in their early twenties.
Among them, Litt Grove was actually the oldest, but he had the least experience.
Although he had the halo of being Chen's student, he didn't have many privileges in the association.
What he had, so did the others.
KingTong was now in her forties, and Peian was in his early thirties.
In their eyes, Jollinash and the others were all children.
"What organization are you from? Or a small gang? Or from the same family? "Pean asked.
"We're organized," Jollinash answered briefly, but didn't give any more information.
Both Pei An and KingTong were experienced, but they only asked one question.
If they continued to ask, once they touched on the secret part, it might make them vigilant.
If they were willing to tell them, it would be their business.
"Did your superiors just let you out?"
"Yes, and they didn't let us join hands. They asked us to fight on our own, saying that they wanted to test our actual combat ability."
"You guys should be the focus of your organization's training, right? Your organization is willing to let you out without giving you any protection measures?"
"We can protect ourselves, and we have something to protect ourselves," Moore said.
Jollinash glanced at Moore, and Moore immediately realized that he had said too much.
If the other party was up to no good and found out what treasures they had, it was hard to guarantee that they wouldn't have evil intentions.
Fortunately, Peian and KingTong didn't have any malicious intentions, so they didn't continue to talk about this topic.
"Mr. KingTong, why are your eyes golden? What kind of magic is it? "Litt Grove asked curiously.
"Speaking of this golden pupil, it's time to tell my story."
KingTong liked to tell people her story.
Peian, on the other hand, was a fan of KingTong, and she liked to listen to KingTong's past experience the most.
Listening to KingTong's past experience, everyone couldn't help but daydream, and their eyes lit up.
"China? I want to see it too. My teacher is from China. He's the best spiritualist I've ever seen. No one is better than him in this world," Litte Grove said. "That's right. I want to see it too.
Of course, KingTong and Peian would not refute or correct him.
In their eyes, a young man like Litt Grove might not have had much contact with Spiritualists.
Therefore, it was not surprising that he would worship a powerful Spiritualist and regard him as the most powerful Spiritualist in the world.
For example, when Peian first met KingTong, she also thought that KingTong was the most powerful Spiritualist in the world.
But later, when she had more contact with the outside world and more Spiritualists, she found that the world was bigger and more wonderful than she had imagined.
Of course, there were many Spiritualists who were more powerful than KingTong.
KingTong was very powerful. Coupled with her golden divine eyes, she could be invincible in most of the battles.
But she was not invincible in the world. She might not even be ranked in the top 10,000.
"Didn't your teacher come?"
"He should be. I guess he's watching us from somewhere now," Litt Grove said. Suddenly, he felt a chill on his scalp. He wiped it with his palm and immediately changed his expression. "Oh, that damn seagull actually shat on my head."
Everyone stayed away from Litt Grove, trying to hold back their laughter.
"If there is a prophet here at this time, he will say that you will get good luck," KingTong said with a smile.
"Will it bring good luck to be shat on my head by a seagull?"
"Seagulls are the auspicious birds of sailors and pirates. You know, every time the Vikings go to sea, they will take the initiative to smear the fen of seagulls on their faces. They think that it can bring good luck."
"Well … Is that really the case? Should I wash off the bird's sh * t? "Litt Grove took KingTong's words seriously.
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