Global Weird

Chapter 293 Human Survivors of the Wasteland Era, Purple Leaf Tribe
After the second simulation, Li Guanqi cried for a long time, unwilling to accept the reality.

But the reality is like this.

Accept it or not, it has already happened.

The current Li Guanqi only wanted to find Guanmeng Sanctuary, at least, at least, as an unfilial son, he had to kneel in front of his parents' graves....

"you."

Li Guanqi turned around slowly, looking at the half of his bloody body on the ground.

"?!"

Feng Yao and Li Guanqi's azure blue indifferent pupils met, their bodies trembled suddenly, and their faces turned pale.

He clearly felt the high-level suppression from different blood!
"In a hundred years, what happened to the alien-blooded superhumans of the new era?"

Li Guanqi slowly walked in front of Feng Yao, condescendingly looking down at this new human in the last days with only half of his body left, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Your sensitivity to strange blood is even stronger than that of the natives of the strange world.

I have restrained my breath, but the strange blood in your body can still feel the strength of the different blood in my body, and even responded with a resonance between the different blood...

and this……"

Li Guanqi stretched out his hand and grabbed the white ball of light floating in front of Feng Yao, feeling a little puzzled.

This white ball of light is the reward given to him by the simulator, and it is the "map" leading to the Dream Watching Shelter.

In the wilderness, following the guidance of the ball of light, he ran all the way here.

Due to the guidance of the ball of light, he came completely along the shortest straight-line distance.

In the first simulation, it took Li Guanqi ten days to find the right path.

But now, with the help of the ball of light, he only spent half a day rushing to his hometown - Yucheng!
however.

The ball of light arrived in Yucheng, but at this moment it was suspended in front of this one-dimensional superhuman with different blood, and did not leave.

So... the next route information and intelligence need to be obtained from this person?

"what's your name?"

"Feng, Feng Yao."

"Drink it."

Li Guanqi forced a drop of his own blood from his fingertips, and sprinkled it into the mouth of the half-dead Feng Yao.

And Feng Yao did not resist.

As a one-level superhuman with different blood, after drinking Li Guanqi's powerful blood, his lower body grew out almost instantly. Not only did his whole body recover from his injuries, but even his aura rose a little bit.

"Thank you, thank you!"

Feng Yao quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed several times to Li Guanqi.

"stop."

Li Guanqi frowned.

"Yes Yes!"

Feng Yao's body trembled, he no longer kowtowed, but knelt on the ground with his forehead pressed against the ground, not daring to look directly at Li Guanqi at all.

Thirty years of struggling in the wasteland made this man very clear about a truth.

——Some strong people don't like to be looked at by the weak.

The slightest disrespect is death.

And those good-tempered and strong people who don't care about superiority and inferiority will not lose a piece of meat even if they kneel.

In the wasteland world, you can live longer if you are more stable.

"tell me."

Li Guanqi looked down at Feng Yao who was kneeling on the ground trembling, and calmly said, "What is the situation in this era?"

"When did the last days appear?"

"Why can't human technology resist it?"

"How did these different blood zombies explode?"

"Also, this is Yucheng. Not far outside the city is the world's first extraordinary university. Other cities are fine. Why is this place falling?"

"And...forget it."

Li Guanqi shook his head, "I have a lot of questions, and I can't finish them in a while."

"Take me to your survivor camp and tell me the whole story."

"Camp?"

Feng Yao was taken aback for a moment, and then realized, "I, I will take you back to the Purple Leaf Tribe right now, it's just outside the city, come with me..."

"Just point in the direction."

Li Guanqi grabbed his shoulder with his left hand, lifted the 1.8-meter-long man, and then made a tactic with his right hand, using his lv.49 spiritual power to perform the Wind Control Technique with all his strength, instantly turning into a gust of wind and rushing straight into the sky.

"Hey wait! My knife! And my water! Those backpacks are full of water!"

However, Feng Yao looked at the ruins of the convenience store below, but shouted anxiously.

"Shhhhhhh!"

Li Guanqi hooked his fingers slightly, and a few gusts of wind flew out, sweeping away the wreckage of the convenience store ruins, rolled up the Modao and seven hiking bags, supported by the breeze, and floated beside him.

And then.

Li Guanqi no longer kept it, his spiritual power erupted, and his whole body turned into a raging storm, passing through the sky above the ruins of Yucheng at an astonishing speed far exceeding that of an airplane!

……

……

"This is the Ziye tribe you mentioned? Purple leaves, no wonder they are called Ziye, but... this is your tribe? Are you sure?"

After a few minutes.

Li Guanqi dissipated the strong wind, grabbed Feng Yao, and landed in a strange purple-black forest.

He first glanced at the dark cave in the distance, and then looked at Feng Yao beside him in surprise.

In the simulator situation, shouldn't this guy be from the Minghua tribe?
"Eh...not mine."

Feng Yao held Mo Dao in his right hand, and stood beside seven huge hiking bags filled with water bottles, his eyes were complicated, as if recalling some bad memories.

"I've been hanging out with the Minghua Tribe before, but I went out with the team to collect supplies a month ago and was hunted down by the zombie army.

I got separated from the team, and then I wanted to break out of the encirclement, but I couldn't tell the direction, so I killed, hid, and hid.

After fleeing all the way in the wilderness and hiding in hiding for more than ten days, I felt that there were fewer and fewer zombies, or even disappeared.

I just found out that zombies are afraid to come into this area.

I know there must be a problem here, but there is no way, either come in or be eaten by zombies, I can only choose to keep coming in.

After I came in, I quickly followed some human footprints and found this purple leaf tribe. I can only be regarded as a temporary outsider.

Forehead……"

Speaking of this, Feng Yao's face changed slightly, he looked around, showing worry, "Speaking of which, no zombies dared to approach that city block just now, I thought it was some kind of paradise on earth.

It turned out that the truth was the territory of a zombie king, so the nearby zombies did not dare to enter. Then, could it be possible for this Ziye tribe? ! "

"Zombie King?"

Li Guanqi's eyes remained calm, "That's just a zombie comparable to a third-level body-refining body, and it can barely reach the side of a third-level body. Feng Yao, the strongest you've ever heard...well, forget it."

He shook his head, "I have too many questions to ask, let's ask them together later."

"I must know everything, boss, please come here!"

Feng Yao hastily tied the seven mountaineering bags on the ground with ropes, carried them all up, and then began to lead the way towards the dark cave ahead.

"Boss, this way."

Feng Yao carried the mountaineering bag on his back, turned around in the dark and intertwined cave, and continued to move towards the depths of the cave.

It seems that the real location of the Purple Leaf Tribe is in a more hidden location in the cave.

"Grass, I almost forgot, if you don't wipe it off, it will be corroded."

As he was walking, Feng Yao suddenly muttered something, and then took out a white towel from one of the hiking bags, and wiped his Mo Dao while walking.

soon.

The white towel in his hand turned blood red.

And the Mo Dao in his hand became clean and tidy again, the silver-white blade was not stained with dust, and the tip of the blade was glowing with cold light.

"A second-order magic weapon."

Li Guanqi glanced at it, "Your knife... is interesting."

A hundred years ago, Lin Xianbai once told him about the magic weapon assembly line factory, but he didn't know what kind of scale it became.

"It's okay, hehe."

Feng Yao smiled, "I snatched this from a spiritual research institute in a ruined city two years ago. If it wasn't for it, I would have died a long time ago... Ugh."

As he said that, the smile on his face was a little stiff.

"rest assured."

Li Guanqi knew what he was worried about without guessing, "I don't like your stuff."

"Yes, yes, of course, after all, boss, you can kick the zombie king with one kick."

Feng Yao immediately apologized.

"So, what is the Institute of Spiritual Power?" Li Guanqi asked.

"I'm not too sure either."

Feng Yao shook his head and said with emotion: "I don't understand the purpose of the pile of equipment inside, but I know it's a big building, and the words 'Spiritual Energy Research Institute' are written on the outside gate.

At that time, I was following the pioneer team of Minghua Tribe. I went in and wandered around. There were a bunch of different blood zombies inside. I almost died in it. Fortunately, I took out this knife before I left. It was finally worth it. "

Li Guanqi frowned slightly.

This guy doesn't look like a big person, why does the guiding light ball hover in front of this person?

What exactly does he want to learn from this population?
Just the route to the Minghua Tribe?And the intelligence of the current world?
or something else?

Forget it, let's ask together later.

"Feng Yao, hurry up."

"Yes!"

After picking up the pace.

About 2 minutes.

Li Guanqi finally followed Feng Yao's footsteps to the real location of the Ziye tribe.

This is an empty underground world.

However, Li Guanqi for a while... no, not for a while.

He was stunned for half a minute, and he didn't think of how to describe this tribe.

In the empty cave, many rough houses built of wood and stone are close together, and there are more than 30 houses in total.

But they are all very primitive "matchbox" houses.

The stone house in the center looks a little bit like a two-story structure.

Beside the house, there are many men and women wearing animal skins and fur clothes, some are chatting, some are doing laundry, and there are about seventy or eighty people who stay outside the house alone.

And now it seems that it is meal time, and many women are cooking.

But here's the outrageous point.

The human tribes in the depths of the cave, with rough houses and animal skin clothes, look like a group of primitive people.

However, it is this group of "primitives" who are actually using various high-tech equipment!

It is clearly deep in the cave, but this tribe is not dark.

Because one street lamp after another stands in various positions of the tribe, the soft white light is emitted from the bulbs to provide illumination for the whole tribe.

Then, the group of women wearing animal skins was actually cooking with a large silver-white "induction cooker".

It is said that it is an induction cooker, but in fact it is only because of the appearance.

In fact, the induction cooker has no base equipment for heating the induction cooker at all. It is a simple pot placed on a stone slab, but the body of the pot has a high temperature, constantly heating the ingredients in the pot.

But neither the street lamp nor the induction cooker is the most outrageous.

The most outrageous thing is... In the tribal square, there are more than a dozen teenagers with bare upper body and animal skins around their lower body, holding rough wooden sticks, chopping and waving at a whole projection screen.

Yes, holographic projection.

It was a silver-white steel ball, which was placed on the ground and shot out a light blue holographic projection. The picture showed a man in military uniform practicing swordsmanship, and the children of the tribe followed the projection to learn swordsmanship.

"..."

Seeing this scene, Li Guanqi had complicated eyes.

This is the new human in the wasteland period?
Although everything has regressed back to the primitive society, it still has the benefits of a technological society, and can fish out one piece of technological equipment after another from the ruins of the city, forming a wonderful combination of "high technology" and "primitive".

The tribe, of course, has no electricity.

And Li Guanqi also saw at a glance that those street lamps, iron pots, holographic projection steel balls, etc., were not powered by electricity.

It is spiritual power.

The energy source of those technological equipment is the spiritual power in the air.

In other words, those things are all spiritual equipment, just like solar equipment, they only need solar energy to work... Of course, they are spiritual equipment, and only need spiritual energy.

And spiritual power doesn't need to wait for the day.

In this day and age, spiritual power is everywhere.

"Feng Yao!"

At this time.

Among the tribe's houses, seven or eight men in animal leather armor surrounded the middle-aged man in the middle and slowly walked towards Li Guanqi and Feng Yao.

The middle-aged man was wearing a pair of thick gray bear leather armor, carrying a machete on his back, with a scar on his face, and a majestic expression.

[One-dimensional superhuman with different blood]

Li Guanqi looked at the few big men next to the man with the scar.

In addition to him, there are two unqualified superhumans with different blood.

It seems that this man with the scar is the leader of the Purple Leaf Tribe.

"Feng Yao."

The man with the scar walked up to Li Guanqi and Feng Yao, frowned and glanced at Li Guanqi, then looked at Feng Yao with an ugly expression, "Where are my six clansmen?"

"Is it interesting to ask knowingly?"

Feng Yao's face was also gloomy, "You know the answer, why do you want me to say it?"

"Woooo!"

As soon as this remark came out, a young woman among the tribe's crowd suddenly burst into tears, leaning on the shoulder of the woman beside her, crying sadly.

In addition to her, several other women could not help crying.

"Mommy mommy."

A little girl about three or four years old gently tugged at the corner of the weeping woman's clothes, blinking her big eyes ignorantly, "What are you crying for? And where is Dad? Didn't you say that when Uncle Feng Yao came back , Dad is coming back too?"

"Woooo..."

The woman didn't know how to answer, let alone how to tell her little daughter this cruel reality, so she just knelt down, hugged her daughter and cried bitterly.

"..."

Seeing this scene, Li Guanqi's eyes flashed a bit of unbearable color.

Is he late?

Yes or no.

When he followed the guiding light sphere to that block, the first thing he saw was Feng Yao being cut in half by a third-order zombie.

Those six tribesmen were long dead.

And it's not at all a matter of going early or late.

At this moment, all over the world, people are being slaughtered by monsters. How can he save them?Try to save them one by one, even Superman can't save them.

As long as the world remains wasteland, as long as this era is dominated by monsters, such things will never disappear.

There is only one way.

Lead the rise of mankind and kill through this wasteland of the last days!
Thinking of this, Li Guanqi raised his right hand subconsciously, touched the space necklace on his neck, his eyes were serious.

It contained the herb seeds of the blood potion.

However, now that the apocalypse is approaching and the social order has clearly collapsed, without the support of a country's scientific research, can he still transplant all the raw materials for refining the strange blood potion into reality?
Moreover, in today's wasteland and the end of the world, with this indescribable environmental condition, can it really be planted normally?

Hard to say, hard to do.

"...how did they die?"

Zhang Shang, the leader of the Ziye tribe, asked in a hoarse voice after a long silence.

"It's a plant monster."

Feng Yao said in a deep voice: "We met a cannibal vine demon, and all six of them entered the vine demon's stomach..."

"how about you?!"

The man with the scar was furious immediately, and before Feng Yao could finish speaking, he grabbed Feng Yao by the collar and roared angrily, "They are all dead, so how the hell did you come back alive?!"

"Grass!"

Feng Yao looked grim, and raised his finger to point at his naked lower body, "Didn't you see that my lower half of my clothes are gone? I'm half gone! I almost never come back!"

"Ok?"

Seeing this scene, Li Guanqi was a little puzzled.

its not right.

The attitude of the man with the scar is wrong.

Standing here as a strong man like him, even if the man with the scar had the backbone to not kneel like Feng Yao, he shouldn't be ignored from the beginning to the end.

Unless, the man with the scar didn't even know he was strong.

It's true that Li Guanqi was driving "Sealing Aperture Technique", but he had been driving it all the time before.

But Feng Yao can still feel it.

Previously in the ruins of Yucheng, when Feng Yao faced him, the blood in his body would resonate, causing Feng Yao to feel fear and awe. This was not because he killed the zombie king in front of Feng Yao, Li Guanqi What "sees" is not Feng Yao's own subjective emotions.

But different blood.

When Li Guanqi met Feng Yao for the first time, he could clearly see that the strange blood in Feng Yao's body was afraid, afraid of the powerful strange blood in his body.

And Feng Yao himself could feel the fear of foreign blood in his body.

And this scarred man is like an aborigine in the strange world, the blood in his body is not so sensitive, and he can't detect the power of the blood in Li Guanqi's body at all.

The man with the scar is different from Feng Yao.

The special person is Feng Yao.

Is it a supernatural effect?
Or is the ritual of adding different blood different?
"Okay, Zhang Shang, have you fucked enough?"

At this time, Feng Yao finally shook off Zhang Shang's hands that were holding onto his collar with some displeasure, and then said in a deep voice, "Where is the city? It's a fucking restricted area of ​​life! Going to the ruins of the city to collect supplies is already very difficult." Big risk, dead people are normal, I told you when I went out."

"That's a total of six people!"

Zhang Shang roared, "What do you want their families to do?!"

"what can I do?"

Feng Yao looked displeased, "Are you paying for your life? Ah?! Also, this is your tribe. Six of them worked for the tribe and died. Isn't it you who need to be responsible for their family?"

"...What about him?!"

Zhang Shang, the man with the scar, had an ugly expression on his face, obviously wanting to explode, but he was a little concerned about Li Guanqi beside him.

The man with the scar named Zhang Shang paused for a moment on Li Guanqi's white hair and blue eyes, and said with some trepidation: "My friend, where are you from?"

Obviously, this man with the scar can be the leader of the tribe, but he is not a fool.

At least know the superficial truth that "one who is different from ordinary people should not be underestimated".

"Your name is Zhang Shang?"

Li Guanqi said directly: "You, you and Feng Yao, I have a lot of things to ask you two, find me a quiet place... um no, just here."

Li Guanqi looked around and looked at dozens of members of the Ziye tribe, "The question I'm going to ask later, if anyone knows more, please speak up, I will not treat you badly."

"Hey! Friends!"

However, Zhang Shang seemed very displeased with Li Guanqi's commanding tone.

"Be careful, this is the Purple Leaf Tribe, my territory!"

(End of this chapter)