Bai Mo's spiritual incarnation, carrying the alien in his hand, returned to his station on the outskirts of Emerald City as quickly as possible.
At this time, Timon and his party had completed their mission.
At the beginning, Yamamoto Sadako and Li Hualan were not willing to take action against the wheelchair boy. After all, they were not within the scope of the mission target, and they would not get any money if they killed them. To kill the disabled for no reason was beyond the two women's acceptance range.
But Timon told them bluntly that this guy was Min Lai's son, and their family was essentially the backend of all human trafficking businesses in Emerald City...
These words instantly aroused the infinite murderous intention of those who had been sold before, so much so that before Ding Man finished speaking, Yamamoto Sadako took action and ran to kill the wheelchair boy and several of his bodyguards on the spot.
The two of them had countless runes carved in white ink on their bodies. After being stimulated with psychic energy, ordinary bullets would have no effect on their bodies. They were absolutely invulnerable. Sadako was able to kill them despite the firepower of several bodyguards.
Drop everyone.
Later, two monsters, Yamamoto Sadako and Li Hualan, joined in, coupled with a calculated and unintentional ambush, General Minlai's team was killed and defeated by a group of extraordinary people's sneak attack. Minlai surrendered on the spot.
The soldiers relied too much on the guns in their hands. They never imagined that a human being could stand in the face of a hail of bullets and punch his own head off.
…
"You two...can't contact the Taoist priest?" Ding Man, who is good at observing people's emotions, asked Yamamoto Sadako worriedly.
Bai Mo's body is at the uppermost reaches of the Ling River. With their strength, no one can get that position.
Sadako shook her head.
"Ding Man, you don't need to test anymore, senior has given up on us two." Li Hualan, on the other hand, spoke frankly and sincerely.
During these times, Ding Man has been testing the relationship between the two girls and Bai Mo, trying to take this route and further curry favor with Bai Mo, which made Li Hualan extremely annoyed.
"We don't have that blessing."
"..."
"Have you seen these things?" Li Hualan rolled up his sleeves, revealing the looming tattoo-like runes on his arms.
"We were just spare tires for our predecessors' experiments. They were not used and are of no use now."
"..."
Ding Man never expected that the two of them would have such a relationship with Bai Mo. He thought that the two women were slaves bought by the other party, and they should have some affection...
"Use your father's connections to buy me a ticket to the capital of Dongyang at noon in three days."
While Li Hualan was still complaining, Yamamoto Sadako suddenly received a mission message in her psychic treasure system, and the reward was one hundred psychic points.
In order to avoid the Black Sword, Bai Mo gave up his original identity in the Fourth Rome.
If you really want to calculate it, he is now a black man with no nationality and no identity. Buying a plane ticket is really troublesome, and Bai Mo is too lazy to do it himself.
It happened that Yamamoto Sadako's father, Yamamoto Shigekuni, was also a man of some status in Dongyang.
"Three days later? Could it be said that the Spirit River will dry up in three days?" After seeing this piece of information, Sadako's first reaction was actually the Spirit River.
Linghe Autumn is a rare and super opportunity. If you don't eat and lick the plate, it will be a pure waste. Bai Mo asked her to book a flight for three days, does this imply this meaning?
At this moment, her thoughts began to diverge crazily.
"Senior suddenly asked me to book a ticket to Dongyang in three days. What are your plans?" After receiving the task, Sadako did not hide it. She turned around and told Li Hualan and Ding Man.
"Wherever senior goes, I will follow."
"……agree."
Bai Mo knows too many things. In this new era where others still know nothing, just hold his thigh tight and that's it.
…
On the other side, at the source of Linghe River.
Bai Mo grabbed the alien specimen that he had cut into pieces and fell into deep thought.
There was a voice inside his body, constantly urging him to eat it quickly.
Bai Mo has studied its structure over and over again, but has not found any special substances in it. The alien body is made up of things that normal humans would not eat.
Even if it was soaked in the Ling River, there was still no change.
Bai Mo patted the back of his hand, and a half-illusory, half-real cicada flew out and stood directly on his head.
He was going to use the Worm of Time to try out the taste of this alien himself.
Why on earth does my body have such a desire?
Once too serious consequences occur, Bai Mo will activate the Insect of Time and be reborn back to the moment when the whole game started. Being able to load files and SL is his greatest confidence.
He selected a piece near the arm from the alien fragments and gently tore off some shreds of meat.
Bai Mo also took the shredded pork into the Ling River, washed it like dipping it in soy sauce, and then put it into his mouth.
What's outrageous is that this alien, which doesn't look like much, actually tastes pretty good!
It feels like a little bit of beef mixed with chicken.
Originally, he thought the meat would taste similar to eating plastic.
Surprisingly good.
But just like this, why can it arouse Bai Mo's desire to eat?
You must know that he has been fighting Daohua for hundreds of years, and his emotions and desires have been polished by the endless struggle until they are as hard to touch as iron stone.
When this abnormal-shaped meat strand slowly melted in Bai Mo's mouth, he knew the answer.
The answer is actually hidden in the alien's DNA.
"Fellows of parallel time and space, please accept my last ripple!"
This sentence is encoded at the beginning of a certain DNA in the alien body.
"Although I am dead, I have not lost yet."
"I have encoded everything in their DNA redundancy, and they will find another one of me..."
It took Bai Mo nearly a day to decode and digest all the information, and finally understood what happened.
This is a tool race created in a single thought.
Bai Mo, who came from a certain parallel world, woven his inheritance and memory into the genetic information of this alien-looking race before dying at the hands of the spirit of creation.
Then he used his last strength to scatter this race into many parallel worlds, using them as living drift bottles to contact other Bai Mo.
"The spiritless and the spirit of creation are essentially two sides of the same thing. They seem to be fighting for something..." Bai Mo from another parallel world left some unclear information.
Bai Mo is not worried now. In the process of reading these information involving high-dimensional existence, he may be targeted by the other party.
Because he has already been targeted...
No, now I am still fighting to the death with the Black Sword. ()