() Some people say that life is like a clock. You can go back to the starting point, but it is no longer yesterday. However, in this era when Newton's laws can be overturned, it is not surprising that one or two super-scientific things have happened.
Zhao Kuo traveled through time, so when he found himself standing in the desert, he was still in a daze.
"Where am I?"
As far as the eye can see, the golden carpet stretches to the end of the field of vision, stretching as far as the eye can see. The occasional cactus peeking out from the edge of the dunes is the only embellishment in the desert.
"Kill!"
"Sacrifice my great Noxus with the blood of my enemies!"
"Long live Demacia!"
The hysterical screams were like the swan song of a pig in a slaughterhouse. Zhao Kuo was so startled that he trembled. As soon as he woke up from his confusion, a sharp white sword struck Zhao Kuo head-on.
Zhao Kuo's pupils shrank, and driven by instinct, he raised his hands to protect his head. The giant ax in his hand blocked the blow of the long sword.
"Qiang~!"
Metal Ge roared, and Zhao Kuo took several steps back to steady himself and see the face of the sneak attacker clearly.
Standing opposite was a soldier in blue armor. He was holding a long sword and looking at Zhao Kuo with a murderous look on his face, as if he had stolen my wife.
Zhao Kuo quickly looked at himself and found that he was holding a giant ax and wearing red armor, and he actually looked like a soldier!
The shouts all around did not stop because of Zhao Kuo's surprise. Zhao Kuo glanced around in a hurry.
Corpses, corpses everywhere.
Broken heavy swords and gaping axes were constantly intertwined, stuck in front of the blood-stained armor. Under the armor, the fixed and unwilling eyes and young face seemed to be crying out about the evils of war.
The miserable red blood has coated the yellow sand with a layer of sadness, like the face of human nature and desire, so bloody.
The war is not over yet. A group of people are fighting like mad dogs in the desert. The most eye-catching people on the battlefield are the commanders of both warring parties.
A man wields a giant sword, and a woman dances a dagger. The commanders of both sides are constantly spinning on the battlefield, causing a bloody storm. They don't feel like fighting, but more like dancing. The dance that accompanies them is not an elegant melody, but a heartbreaking one.
The screams of the lungs. The battlefield is their stage, but there is less applause and cheers, and more flying stumps and broken arms.
Many people have already fallen down with hatred, and more people are lining up waiting to fall down with hatred.
Zhao Kuo was afraid, but more importantly, he was shocked.
War, Zhao Kuo had seen this term in history textbooks countless times, but he never imagined that he would be like this when he was actually there.
After recognizing the surrounding situation clearly, Zhao Kuo's first reaction was to run. His position was exactly on the edge of the battlefield. He could completely escape from the battlefield as long as he climbed over the small sand dune not far to the north.
But when he looked at the soldier confronting him in front of him, he looked at him up and down with venomous eyes, and there was a deadly threat in the air. There was no doubt that the man in front of him was also a mad dog.
what to do?
Zhao Kuo looked at the giant ax in his hand, and then at the long sword of the soldier on the opposite side. There were mad dogs fighting each other around. If he didn't get rid of the mad dog in front of him quickly, he was afraid there would be more mad dogs.
Get on yourself.
Brother rushed towards me with extraordinary courage and courage.
"bite!"
The long sword raised high struck down in the air again, and Zhao Kuo held up the ax and hurriedly resisted the mad dog's attacks again and again.
During the collision of swords and axes, Zhao Kuo discovered that the strength of his body was greater than imagined, and his coordination and flexibility were also exceptionally good. But as a modern man, his actual combat experience cannot be compared with that of the mad dog on the opposite side. After several confrontations, he could not
Zhao Kuo, who was well versed in force control techniques, was already panting.
Zhao Kuo knew that he could not continue like this. The ax in his hand was extremely heavy, and it was quite laborious to swing it. If he continued to use it like this, he would only die.
Zhao Kuo tried his best to regulate his breathing and kept telling himself to calm down.
After taking a few deep breaths, Zhao Kuo raised his eyes and looked at the soldier in front of him. He found that although the armor on his body was thick, it only protected important parts, and some joints were still exposed. More importantly, he was not wearing a helmet. He was probably wearing it before.
fell during the battle.
"Do you dare me to fight with bare hands?" Zhao Kuo thought for a moment and asked for a fight. The strange thing was that the syllables coming out of his mouth were not Chinese or English, but a jerky syllable, but Zhao Kuo could understand it.
Every meaning in the syllable.
"Why don't you dare!" The mad dog had the spirit of samurai. Not only did he readily comply with Zhao Kuo's request, he even took the lead in inserting the long sword in his hand into the sand.
When Zhao Kuo saw him put down his weapon, he let out a heavy breath, and also put down the ax in his hand. Zhao Kuo looked at him nervously, silently replaying a classic fighting scene in the movie "Detective Sherlock Holmes" over and over in his heart.
"Attack the first point, hit the left side of the head."
"Making the ears temporarily inoperable, causing tinnitus, dizziness and other conditions."
"The second point attacks the throat so that he can't scream."
"Third, hit the ribs near the liver with all your strength."
"Fourth, final blow, pull his left foot and punch the kneecap."
"Expected loss of consciousness is 90 seconds, effects last fifteen minutes and full recovery is not possible."
Zhao Kuo took a deep breath and sharpened his gun before the battle. He decided to imitate the attack techniques in the movie, knock down the mad dog in front of him and run away.
Exhaling a breath, Zhao Kuo took action. He shouted and rushed towards his opponent. The opponent made a defensive posture, but before Zhao Kuo could get closer, his steps suddenly became chaotic and his left foot hooked his right foot.
, actually tripped himself to the ground.
"Haha!" The soldier laughed when he saw this. Without thinking much, he took advantage of Zhao Kuo's fall and bullied him, and sent his huge fist to Zhao Kuo's head. Human rights are not respected on the battlefield, and fair competition is pure fart.
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"Ah! Despicable!"
Unfortunately, Zhao Kuo was not an honest owner either. Seeing that the mad dog was charging towards him, Zhao Kuo pinched a handful of yellow sand in his hand, and when he rushed closer, he scattered the yellow sand towards his head.
Sand rushed toward his face, and the soldier screamed and instinctively turned his head to hide from the sand. This gave Zhao Kuo an opportunity.
Zhao Kuo suddenly jumped up from the sand, raised his thick fist, and slammed the soldier's left ear.
His left ear was hit hard, and all sounds in the world suddenly disappeared. His head was roaring, and the soldier opened his mouth to shout. Zhao Kuo's second punch hit his Adam's apple firmly.
"cough!"
A groan of pain stuck in his throat. Before the soldier could react from the two consecutive blows, he saw Zhao Kuo charging up his right fist and hitting his ribs on the right side. The soldier felt severe pain in his abdomen and his body was under the force.
He made a sudden bend, like a bow with a fully stretched string. Zhao Kuo did not pause. He bent down, pulled the joint of his right foot towards himself with his left hand, and charged out with his right fist.
"Crack!"
Zhao Kuo struck with all his strength and directly dislocated the soldier's right knee joint.
Perfect!
Zhao Kuo finished his four consecutive blows and hurriedly shook his painful fist. These four punches were powerful, but the reaction force was a bit too much for Zhao Kuo.
The imagination is beautiful, but the reality is cruel. The soldiers collapsed to the ground under Zhao Kuo's fierce attack, and their throats that were hit so hard couldn't help but groan in pain. But it was not as Zhao Kuo expected.
Unconscious. The soldier put his hands around Zhao Kuo's neck as he fell, and he fell into the sand with Zhao Kuo.
Zhao Kuo's sneak attack aroused the ferocity of the soldiers, and he grabbed Zhao Kuo's neck with both hands like pliers.
"Cough cough cough, damn it!"
When his opponent grabbed his life gate, Zhao Kuo panicked. He raised his fists and beat the soldier's head and chest desperately, but the soldier's hands were like crabs and they strangled Zhao Kuo tightly and refused to let go. Zhao Kuo's breathing improved.
He was having trouble, and he felt regretful when he saw the soldier's long sword stuck upside down on the sand.
If you don't do it, kill him!
The rabbit was so anxious that it even bit someone. At the critical moment, Zhao Kuo's eyes became fierce. He reached out for his sword, pointed it at the man and stabbed him, causing blood to spatter.
The big hands that tied his neck were thrown down by Zhao Kuo, and they fell weakly on the red sand.
Killed.
He killed someone!
First time killing someone.
No nausea or vomiting.
Some are just excited and a little scared!
"I...killed someone!"
Zhao Kuo looked at the blood in his hand in disbelief, and then at the sword that penetrated the leader of the soldiers. He was stunned for a moment. When he came to his senses, he opened his legs and ran towards the sand dunes to the north.
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No mad dog continued to pester him. He was on the edge of the battlefield and quickly escaped from the center of the battlefield. Zhao Kuo climbed up the sand dune, his heart filled with secret joy and luck at surviving the disaster.
"Lord Katerina, look, there is a deserter there!"
In the center of the battlefield, a beautifully dressed beauty was killing happily. Her extremely hot figure and charming face made her the focus of attention wherever she went. The only drawback was that the beauty had a faint scar on her left eye. The scar
From the brow bone down, the beauty's left eye is divided into two. However, this scar does not label her as ugly, but adds a dose of wildness.
When she heard someone reporting a deserter beside her, Katarina followed the sound and found a Noxian soldier running frantically toward the sand dunes to the north. As long as he climbed over the sand dunes, he could completely escape the battlefield.
"Noxus doesn't need cowards!"
Katarina screamed, and the dancing dagger bloomed like a lotus. A Demacian soldier not far away from her suddenly had a line of blood in his throat and collapsed to the ground. Katarina turned around and ran a few steps quickly.
He grabbed a spear stuck upside down in the sand, aimed it in the direction of the deserter's escape, took a few steps and threw the spear violently.
The spear drew a perfect parabola, heading straight for Zhao Kuo's escape direction.
The unlucky Zhao Kuo had climbed to the edge of the sand dune and was about to roll down the dune when he suddenly heard a sound breaking through the air behind him. Before he had time to check, he felt a sharp pain in his left shoulder. Zhao Kuo's eyes went dark and he stumbled down the dune.
Seeing that the deserter was "shot to death", Catalina snorted coldly, glanced at the battlefield that was not over yet, raised the blood-stained dagger, and entered the center of the battlefield again...
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In the desert of Nuruima, Zhao Kuo staggered and covered his shoulders, walking all the way north.
His left shoulder was penetrated by a medium-sized hole with a spear. Fortunately, his armor blocked most of the force, and the tip of the spear did not penetrate deeply into his flesh.
Zhao Kuo woke up after being unconscious for a while, took off his heavy armor, bandaged his wounds in a hurry, and fled north in a panic.
who I am?
Where am I?
Two questions kept swirling in Zhao Kuo's mind. After he took off his armor, he found that he was actually dressed as a desert explorer, which made Zhao Kuo suspicious. However, when survival was not guaranteed, any doubts and curiosity were eliminated.
Seems meaningless.
Zhao Kuo had half a jug of water, a few pieces of black bread and a dozen silver coins with a value of one hundred on him.
Food and water are extremely precious in the desert.
Zhao Kuo raised his eyes and saw the vast desert and the dead sea of sand. It was majestic, quiet, and had a straight face. It always gave you a monotonous color: yellow, yellow, always hot yellow. It was like a big ocean.
Nature here solidifies the turbulent waves and the empty waves in an instant, making them remain still forever.
The sand was frighteningly hot, and Zhao Kuo felt the horror of the desert for the first time.
I don’t know how long we walked, but night fell quietly, and the yellow sand in the sky was replaced by the deep night. The temperature also dropped sharply with the appearance of the moon.
Zhao Kuo felt very cool at first, but not long after, Zhao Kuo crossed his arms and began to tremble.
Zhao Kuo raised his head, and the stars in the sky were like pearls, falling on the jasper plate. It was so peaceful at the moment.
A bright moon was in the sky. Zhao Kuo was tired and stopped unconsciously. He found a pile of sand and sat down.
He buried his head between his knees, feeling confused.
The word "time travel" coined by an Internet writer actually affected him. Zhao Kuo still remembers that night when he was sitting in front of the computer watching a movie. Suddenly he heard a thunder outside the house and the computer exploded. Before he could feel any fear,
As soon as you close your eyes, and as soon as you open them, you come to this strange world.
Zhao Kuo traveled through time and was reborn as an alien, but he found that not having the memory of the original owner of the body was an extremely terrifying thing. Facing a world where he knew nothing, loneliness and confusion were the most terrifying things.
source.
After walking for a long time, he was injured again and his stomach was churning. Zhao Kuo took out the few pieces of black bread and kettle that were left and ate them in small bites.
The wind was very strong at night, and the sand kept blowing into Zhao Kuo's mouth, which he opened and closed while he ate silently.
Living in a concrete forest, breathing in car exhaust and listening to the hustle and bustle of the city, Zhao Kuo always considered himself an indifferent person. As a helpless orphan, it was difficult for him to feel a sense of belonging to a city.
After taking two bites of black bread and drinking water, Zhao Kuo suddenly realized something and hurriedly put away the water and bread and hid them carefully.
When I raised my head again, the bright moon was still in my eyes, but my tears couldn't stop flowing down like a flood.
At this moment, he suddenly began to miss the indifferent, decadent, and noisy steel jungle.
