Blackwater City has welcomed a new friend. According to the style of the thin monkey, there must be a celebration. Due to yesterday's lack of restraint, food is already in short supply, so we have to give up.
After Fat Dali followed Fang Tian into the city, he looked around curiously. He noticed a statue erected in the center of the square. It was a dog. Just when he was wondering, he saw the real owner.
Heishui ran from a distance, jumped on Fang Tian's shoulders, and said, "The female city lord asked you to come over."
"Oh my god! The dog has spoken." Fat Dali was frightened, and the others were also dumbfounded.
"Who is this fat man?" Heishui glanced at him.
"New here." Fang Tian said to Fat Dali and Lao Er, "Come with me, just in time to meet the city lord."
"Brother, you are not the city lord." The second brother asked.
"He is, and he doesn't want to take it for granted." Heishui smoothed his hair and continued: "There are three city lords here, one is him, and another is a woman."
"Then there's another one?" Fat Dali asked.
"The only other one is me. Have you seen the statue? I am the most powerful. You are all my subordinates, haha." Heishui laughed proudly.
Fat Dali and Lao Er looked at each other.
After meeting Qian Yi, Fang Tian first introduced them to each other, and then asked him what he wanted.
"I want to completely plan this place." Qian Yi said.
"You are the city lord, you have the final say." Fang Tian shrugged: "I just listen."
"I don't plan to ask your opinion, I just want to tell you."
Fang Tian:……
While they were chatting, Nan Ming walked in, holding a box with many large glass bottles in his hand.
"Everyone is here, it will save you trouble." He put the box on the table: "Pick up the bottles, one for each person."
"What?" Fang Tian asked.
"I need your blood, just fill the bottle."
"Such a big bottle." Pang Dali looked at the tall and wide bottle with some fear.
"Do you have any objections?" Nan Ming looked at him.
"No, no." He was the first to pick up the bottle, cut his wrist and started bleeding without any hesitation.
Just kidding, it's just bleeding now. If you make him angry, he might be dissected.
The second child also reacted and picked up the bottle. Fang Tian played with the bottle and said, "There must be a reason."
"I have researched something and I need the blood of the evolved person for experimentation."
"Okay, I also want to know the secret of that tree as soon as possible." Fang Tian also started to bleed himself.
After everyone filled the bottles, Nan Ming put them away one by one and said: "Actually, a corpse with flesh and blood is more effective."
Then he stared at Fat Dali and Lao Er and said, "If you have nothing to do, you can rebel or something." After saying that, he left with the box in his arms.
Fat Dali and Lao Er were so frightened that they trembled all over. If they even rebelled, wouldn't that give him a reason to dissect themselves? They decided that they would stay calm and not do anything out of the ordinary in the future.
In the following days, various tasks in Blackwater City were carried out in an orderly manner. Fang Tian led people to completely remove all the equipment from the Nanming military base and re-establish a laboratory.
The statue of Qianyi was ready, and it was even more magnificent than Heishui's. This made Heishui depressed for many days.
Qian Yi led people to re-plan the town, and Pang Dali became the team leader. He went in and out of the zombie area every day to search for food. Nan Ming stayed under the tree doing research and never came out.
Everyone had something to do, but Fang Tian became an idler, doing nothing all day long.
When he was bored, Nan Ming came back from under the tree and threw him a bottle of green liquid:
"Drink it."
"What is this? You just let me drink it."
"The upgrade potion I concocted."
"With your current level, it can upgrade you to a top evolver." Nan Ming explained.
"Really?" Fang Tian was a little unbelievable: "You can level up without fighting, that's great!"
Then he had some doubts: "If you use external force, will it affect your own quality?" He thought of those evolvers who evolved by cannibalism. They were much weaker than other evolvers.
"No, otherwise my research will be in vain." Nan Ming said, "But it has a shortcoming, but I think it is a good thing."
"What is it?"
"This potion will only provide you with experience and will not activate evolutionary skills."
"ah?"
"Remember what I said about perfect skills? It's a good thing for you. You can activate perfect skills through a battle."
It is not easy to activate perfect skills. You need to fall into despair, and you will die if you are not careful.
Nan Ming saw his hesitation and said: "Without this potion, you can naturally become a top evolver after more than 10 battles, but the quality of the skills you have learned is hard to say."
"After using this potion, you can immediately become a top evolver. The evolution time is shortened, and the skill has a high chance of becoming a perfect skill."
"Of course, the risk is also high. If you don't do it well, you may die. Make your own choice."
There is a question of choosing between two. One is a long upgrade time and less dangerous, and the other is a shortcut, which is more dangerous.
"Give it a try, the bicycle will turn into a motorcycle, I'll do it!" He poured all the green liquid into his mouth.
After drinking it, his whole body started to itch, and there were traces of bugs under his skin. His heart beat rapidly, and his cell tissues continued to divide, fuse, and mutate.
The power in the body is at a critical value, and it is not enough to explode when full. It needs a primer, that is, fighting to detonate it and gain evolutionary skills at the same time.
"How do you feel?" Nan Ming asked.
"There's only one battle left." Fang Tian was full of energy now.
In the following days, Nan Ming began to select a fighting venue for him, choosing a place deep into the zombie swarm. After Fat Dali continued to introduce zombies from other places, the zombies here were so densely packed that it was impossible to see them all at a glance.
Fang Tian looked at so many zombies with a gun, feeling somewhat panicked, but he had no intention of escaping.
"I'm going to start!"
Nan Ming and Qian Yi were on both sides of him. Nan Ming was expressionless, while Qian Yi was a little worried and said, "You must be careful."
"Don't worry, isn't there a final layer of protection? You won't die." After he finished speaking, he rushed out.
The last layer of protection was formulated by Nan Ming to ensure his life safety.
After Fang Tian entered the zombie swarm, he immediately activated the Hunting Ground skill to kill indiscriminately, opening a trail of blood. He had to put himself in danger to obtain the perfect skill.
I don't know how much time passed, but his physical energy was completely exhausted, and the hand holding the gun was shaking a little. He looked at the zombies surrounding him, and there was no shortage at all.
"Why haven't you mastered the skills yet?" He took out his walkie-talkie and asked.
Nan Ming took in his situation from a distance and said, "It's not time to truly despair yet."
"Not yet, I can't hold on anymore!" Fang Tian changed from actively hunting zombies to being chased by zombies.
A long time passed.
"Save me quickly. I'll talk about my skills next time." He couldn't kill or run anymore. If he continued like this, he would be killed sooner or later next time.
"I have no way to save you, I can only rely on you." Nan Ming said calmly.
"Isn't there a final guarantee?"
"No, that's a lie. Having hope is not true despair."
"Fuck you!!!"
It turns out that there was no final guarantee. Now he can only rely on himself to forcefully activate his potential and continue running to escape the pursuit of zombies.
"There is no guarantee, but I will give you something else."
"What?"
"We'll find out later."
This was when a huge figure appeared in the distance. It noticed Fang Tianhou and roared angrily, striding towards him.
He is a tyrant.
"Nan Ming, I will die if I fuck your uncle!"
Without rescue, encountering a tyrant when you are at your weakest, this is the real despair.