The prisoner and the sea

Chapter 49

Who is Laura?

What is her purpose?
……

These disturbing thoughts flooded into the mind of Gwen, who was watching the curse blade disintegrate a ghoul corpse. He raised his head, looked at the bright March sky, and then looked at the nearby lakeside and lakeside. The elevated [-]-meter-wide ridge railway, and the train composed of two to three carriages running on the railway.

"You seem to have something on your mind?"

"No."

Gwen put her hands in her pockets and looked up at March.

"Your expression now looks a little melancholy and indecisive, like a child who has made friends with a serious face and wants to convince yourself and the other party that you don't want to play together, but go to the academy car to interact with each other. Supervisors learn from each other."

Gwen glanced coldly at Squirrel Girl with a nervous smile on her face, "Have you finished digging?"

"Okay." Cursed Blade raised his hand high, holding a pair of ghoul eyeballs that looked like lava balls in brown blood-soaked gloves. The eyeballs emitted an astonishing red brilliance, as if plugged with a light bulb.

"Great, five ghouls only produce two eyeballs, we need twenty."

Gwen folded her hands and sneered: "How many singles did we find in one night?"

"A dozen or so." Cursed Blade stuffed the ghoul's eyeballs into a pocket, and said with a crazy laugh: "Don't be so pessimistic, the main purpose of today is to check the spot, and the fellow will arrive in two days Here, after all, we are climbing. We will get off here and drive to Tudou behind us. We have to prepare a convenient road."

Curse Blade looked at the nearby lakeside: "After all, we have to let the villagers run for half a day in two days, and then we will drive motorcycles to catch up. If the villagers get on the lakeside railway, we will have to take a long detour. It will take about ten days." I can catch up, so don't complain, and prepare for this ticket."

Gwen nodded.

You can't be wrong to listen to the experienced curseblade...well, you can't be wrong.

This woman is very good at surviving in the wilderness.

——If one hundred source messengers of the same level as the Curse Blade were thrown into the wilderness and allowed to survive for a year, the last survivor would definitely be the Curse Blade.

Gwen has a non-blind trust in this squirrel girl who is still wearing leather shoes and trousers, a white shirt and an army coat in the wilderness.

"Okay, the cleaning is complete, it's time for the rabbits and the others to come and build a temporary driveway."

Squirrel Girl took off the disposable brown gloves and threw them on the ground, put the index finger in her mouth with the thumb of her left hand, and whistled.

Jingle bells, jingle bells.

Under the night.

Two huge rats drove over, dragging a semi-mechanized carriage with a bell on it.

The rat cart stopped in front of the two of them.

boom!
The car door was kicked open.

Two Welji who can be 'armed to the cat's ears' jumped out of it, one of them was a manul, and the other was a 'manul-type Weerji', code-named 'rat car driver', named '...' (very long), can be omitted as a name for 'Anna'.

The shape is a steel helmet with a wide brim.

Under the heavy windbreaker is light and bulletproof 'shock-absorbing mild steel'.

Heavy and bulky chemical resistant trousers.

Snow boots with a height of more than 10cm, as well as a mechanized exoskeleton with two rapid-fire machine guns, and two visible needles of "rejuvenation medicine".

"Maul, you are almost ready to be Long Yan's running dog with this outfit." Curse Blade showed a subtle smile, "Aren't you the one who loves bullets the most?"

"What do you know?"

Rabbit Man yelled, "Save up the bullets, if you die because of this, it will be the most tragic thing!"

"That's right!" Anna also yelled, "There are so many monsters this night, if we encounter strong ones, we have to use heavy firepower to suppress them!"

As she spoke, she straightened her back.A string of wooden-handled grenades hanging from her waist clanged together, making Gwen take a step back.

"alright."

Curseblade put one hand in his pocket, took out a cigarette with his left hand, and pointed at the surroundings at the same time: "You two, take a look at how the temporary driveway is arranged. I think you two don't want to spend ten days going around after transporting pepper. Go back to the Old Towner after crossing the lake? There are many monsters around here."

"Wow!"

The two 'Rabbit Mantles' trembled in unison, their faces turned pale, "Anna, look at this end, I'll look at that end." "Remember to count."

The biggest advantage of tracked trains is that they can sail on dry land, but with railways, even temporary railways, it can accelerate to a good speed.Most of the source messengers of the Welji people prefer to 'build roads', so Curseblade found his friend Anna and asked the cat cat in the society to help.

This big job has to be prepared to the utmost perfection.

The degree of rigor is comparable to that of a Chinese teacher who dislikes you and reviews your composition when you hand in the paper in advance during the exam.

It was a kind of rigor that even Gwen couldn't stand.

At this time, approaching the curse blade, you can hear the squirrel girl lowering her head, muttering something silently while smoking a cigarette.

"The group of monsters that may appear, well, there are only ten of them. If you are careful, you shouldn't be noticed."

"For water and food supplies, I buried cans on the road that must be passed. If you are not in a hurry on the way back, you can drop by to collect them."

"The enemy's sniper attack... a bomb has been planted on the sniper point."

"..."

Cursed Blade stopped and looked at Gwen: "Speaking of which, I've overestimated your strength as much as possible, but being able to punch through a ghoul's chest is beyond my expectations."

"...Hmph, a trivial matter that is not worth mentioning."

"..."

Cursed Blade squinted his eyes and looked at Gwen's expression, but couldn't find any 'satisfaction' in it, so he couldn't help but exclaim: Amazing, is it really 'not worth mentioning' this time? '.

It's just so trivial.

In fact, Gwen had spent a lot of effort just to control the temperature and complexion of his face.

To tear open the chest of the ghoul who claims to have "three layers of explosion-proof shield hardness on the chest" with bare hands is not to go with the mentality of "killing".

Yesterday, Laura told herself a secret anecdote: "The probability of possessing strange stories can also be strengthened through day and night training, why Long Yan doesn't like strange stories, it is because of this kind of moment, as long as there is a little possibility The envoys of the source force can't help but 'do the things that ghost talks do', such as seizing hearts, so many murders have been added..."

and so……

Gwen tried to practice 'mind capture'.

Although criminals worthy of killing are everywhere on the Fellowship, killing is killing, and taking one's heart is one's heart.

So he decided to take the opportunity of going to the wilderness to practice well.

but……

The mind flayer's 'mind grabbing ability' seems to have become a 'mind grabbing (physical)' in his hands.

This is something that must not be seen by the curse blade.

To be spotted would be ridiculed for days.

Gwen is wary of keeping a secret.

…………

"Miss Ben should be by the stove at this time."

Bang!

"Miss Ben should hold her tail and read a book at this time."

Bang!

"I didn't even let Miss Ben do the work of digging the driveway in the original academy car!"

bang!Bang bang bang bang!
One of the source power abilities possessed by the cat cat is called 'the more you think about it, the more you get angry', which belongs to the fantasy source force, and it is also a special source force.According to one's own mood, the strength of the mantle will be strengthened to a certain extent... This ability is especially suitable for the mantle-type Welgies, because they are in a state of 'gas' for several hours every day.

She swung the pickaxe and quickly dug the ground.

The simple railway is very easy to lay out. You only need to dig a deep enough hole to install the fixing nails, and then use a building material called 'soft gel solid board' to lay the long rails, so that the track with gel properties Force is then transferred to the pegs, creating a 'simple and durable' track.

The technical problems in the laying process can basically be solved by every Welji people, this is the strength of the digging family!

Rabbit cat's mood improved a little, and he was a little proud.

Bang!The iron pick can no longer dig, and its strength has weakened.

She was stunned for half a second, and then became angry again in the next second, and the power attached to the pickaxe became stronger!
In order to be angry, you have to think of some bad things!

For example, 'Gwen actually thinks that the dark cat's tail looks better than our cat's cat's tail! ’, for example, ‘Many handsome guys look at him and not me when Huo Hua wakes up early to wash his face’, or ‘Hui Tower walks in the door with his left foot first today’...

bang!boom!

A strange sound interrupted the 'cranial anger' of the manul, her eyes widened, and they happened to meet the eyes of a ghoul's head about the same size as hers.

Click, click, the surrounding soil clods fell down and fell into a hollow.

Dozens of bloodthirsty red eyeballs lit up from the darkness.

The ghoul cave is very suitable for use... The scholar's instinct can make the rabbit think about the content read in the book for the first time.

I am super... the excellent instinct of the Welgies made the manul use both hands and feet before the huge ghoul could react, and the cat's ears kept fanning the wind to provide a negligible updraft, and rushed to the ground in an instant :
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!"

"Gwen, Curseblade, help!"

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