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Chapter 082 Deep in the Wasteland

Li Ziyu squinted his eyes towards Liu Xingxing, and found that this kid was actually looking at him from the corner of his eye, so he coughed, and Liu Xingxing immediately retracted his eyes.

Xiaosha, good luck to you. If you hadn't dug me out in the wrong place, I guess you would have been someone's food. As for the two cat people, hehe, they are small, have little meat, and are good at being cute.

, it may be used as backup food.

Looking down at the headhunters who had just answered, Li Ziyu grinned and flicked his fingers, "Pick one out, I'll treat him and give him a bone-setting set meal."

The headhunters kneeling in a row suddenly panicked. The skeleton warrior at the rear didn't care about that and dragged one out. The selected headhunter screamed like a slaughtering pig, "No! No! Don't touch me! He

I’ve told you what I know!”

The skeletal undead forcefully suppressed him and performed a set of bone-setting massages with skillful techniques, accompanied by the pitiful howls of the headhunters until the bones in his body were taken out and turned into a pile of rotten meat and thrown to the ground, leaving him lingering for breath.

"Next time, when I ask, you answer. Whoever answers first will be safe." Li Ziyu leaned back and said to the headhunters.

After two sets of bone setting, the hearts of all the headhunters were chilled. This technique was too terrifying. It was something they had never seen before, and they could not even imagine it. They were not afraid of cutting off limbs and disemboweling their bodies, but if you told them to cut off their bodies,

The bones have been removed and taken out one by one, and the person is still alive. This is unbearable.

As soon as Li Ziyu's words came out, all the headhunters nodded like chickens pecking at rice.

Evil people will have their own troubles, and it is useless to treat them kindly to the cancerous headhunters. Threatening them with the most violent means is better than anything else, and they are far less determined.

"Next question, where did you get the news about people like us?" Li Ziyu said slowly.

"I, I said, the news came from the depths!" A headhunter tribesman with no arms and a panic-stricken face answered.

"Where is the depth?" Before Li Ziyu could ask, Liu Xingxing had already asked out of curiosity. This was a question from an explorer.

After saying that, he realized that the person asking the question was Li Ziyu. He quickly turned to look at his boss in a flattering manner. Li Ziyu rolled his eyes and had no intention of pursuing it. In fact, he also wanted to ask about the so-called depth.

Since coming to the other world, he has been looking for a way out of the wasteland, but after searching for so many days, it can be said that there is almost no progress. Even with Liu Xingxing joining him, he has not found a way to other places. No matter how

Let's go, we're still in the wilderness.

"It's deep in the wasteland, in the center of the wasteland." The headhunters said without hesitation. They had thought it through now and said whatever they knew. At least they would be happy, so they had no intention of hiding anything.

"Central of the wasteland? What's there?" Li Ziyu sat upright and asked with a solemn look and curiosity in his eyes.

After several days of exploration, he found that he had thought of the wasteland a bit too simply. The area of ​​the wasteland was probably far beyond his imagination, and as for the center of the wasteland, he had no idea at all.

But it doesn't matter if he doesn't understand. Isn't there someone who understands? It's the same thing if he gets the information from the mouths of these headhunters.

"There is a city there, inhabited by very powerful tribes, and the most powerful forces in the wilderness are there." When the headhunter said these words, his eyes shone with reverence and admiration. In his heart, it was an extremely rich area.

This place is the paradise in his heart.

city!

Just this word was enough to make Li Ziyu become more serious, "Go on, what tribes are there, which one is the strongest, and how many people do they have?"

Liu Xingxing also listened very carefully and even took out a pen and paper to take notes.

"If I say so, can you let me go?" The attitudes of Li Ziyu and Liu Xingxing gave the headhunters hope, and they rolled their eyes and began to negotiate terms.

There was no hope before, so he just wanted to have a good time and not die in such pain, but now, he found that the Lord of the Undead had no understanding of the wasteland, so his information was very valuable.

Although he has lost his arms, he can still live. Who wants to die?

"Hehehe... You want to negotiate terms with me? You are not the only one here!" Li Ziyu sneered and said to the headhunter.

"They don't know as much as I do!" The Broken-Arm Headhunter tribe turned to look at the tribesmen kneeling in a row and said with some pride.

The other headhunters just looked at him angrily without any rebuttal.

Yo, that's interesting.

Li Ziyu raised the corners of his mouth and asked with an interested look: "So, what is your identity, and why do you know more than others?"

"I know how to investigate. I often ask people in the caravan, and I ask about the people we plundered!" The headhunter with the broken arm said happily. He didn't expect that his hobbies would save him one day.

life.

"Okay, if you can really give me useful information, I promise to let you go." Li Ziyu raised her head and said proudly.

He's just a headhunter with no arms, so what if he is let go?

Liu Xingxing glanced at Li Ziyu secretly and complained in his heart, "You said the same about Gang Bo. As a result, Yu Gangbo should be one of your subordinates now."

The Broken-Arm Headhunter tribe obviously didn’t believe Li Ziyu’s words either. He scratched his neck and said, “Sign the contract!”

"Don't push yourself too far. I may not necessarily need your information." Speaking of the contract, Li Ziyu's smile suddenly faded, and a cold look emerged.

Look, I said, the boss is not going to let this guy go, Liu Xingxing continued to complain in his heart.

The skeletal warriors around him silently took a step forward, and the severed-armed headhunter suddenly felt the hairs on his body exploding, and the huge pressure made him break out in a cold sweat.

"...Okay, I said, I hope the Lord of the Undead can save my life." The situation was not up to anyone. The Broken-Arm Headhunter thought for a few seconds and finally chose to give in and tell him the information he knew about the center of the wasteland.

Gave it to Li Ziyu.

Through the head-hunting tribesmen with severed arms, Li Ziyu understood that the place he was in was a corner of the wilderness or a remote corner. It was a place where fathers and mothers did not care for them. The climate was harsh, the resources were scarce, and the powerful tribes could not see it at all.

They didn't even bother to send troops to conquer such a place.

The tribes living here are all lower-class races. The strength of the race belongs to a set of tacit levels in the center of the wasteland.

In fact, if you think about it, you can understand that powerful races will definitely want better places and better resources, and will go to places more suitable for survival, while weak races will be gradually expelled from these good places, so there is

The term for an inferior race.

Remote corners like this are not uncommon in the wasteland, and the people who live there are all inferior races. Because there is no law, it is also an active place for the cancerous races in the wasteland. This is why Li Ziyu can meet lizard people, goblins, and hunters.

The reason for the first clan.

In the central zone where the wasteland resources are richest and the climate is the best, there are various superior races living, such as trolls, ratmen, elemental creatures, etc. These tyrannical forces can also build cities, and they are similar to city-states.

Large cities are divided into one area.

The head-hunting tribesman was so thirsty as he talked that Li Ziyu asked the undead to bring him some water before continuing.


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