light, short, scattered

Chapter 189 "Revelation" ll Part [-]
By the way, have you ever played Pokemon?

If you have played it, you must know a Pokemon called Charizard.

At this moment, on the opposite planet, thirteen creatures that looked like fire-breathing dragons printed out of molds were hovering in the air.

Under the orange-red appearance, there is a slowly burning flame rising from the tail, and there is arrogance in the mouth from time to time.

Think about how the monkey behind me could be the opponent of these monsters and monsters.

The thirteen fire-breathing dragons vary in size, and one of them seems to have something on it.

I put away the Sand Eagle in my hand and took out 98k from my back.

He set up a four-fold mirror and pointed it at the different fire-breathing dragon.

I was a little confused in my mind, how could there be such a creature in this universe.

My hands began to shake and I realized I had no talent for firearms.

The lens was shaking so much that it was impossible to focus.

In a blur, he could see clearly that a person was riding on the fire-breathing dragon.

The idea of ​​capturing the thief first came to my mind, but I couldn't aim or even keep up with the opponent's circling speed.

At this time, the 98k is so heavy in my hand that it has completely become a burden.

I turned around, and the scene I saw when I turned around looked more like this.

Thirteen monkeys climbed up the tree at some point, leaving me alone.

These monkeys are real skins. If the fire-breathing dragon just breathes fire, the forest will probably be burned down.Now if you think about hiding in a tree, aren't you looking for death?
The other party seemed to have made a move, and the fire-breathing dragon with the man on it swooped towards this side.

It is no longer practical for me to pick up 98k at this time.

I could only raise the Sand Eagle, but the recoil from the first shot made me sit on the ground.

Last night I was thinking about being cool and chose these awesome configurations.

At this moment, these two pieces of equipment were just decorations, and his arms were numb from the shock.

The sand hawk bullets I just shot also drifted somewhere, and when I wanted to lift the sand hawk again.

Charizard has appeared in front of me, stretched out his claws and pressed down completely.

For a moment, half of my body was suppressed. At this time, I saw clearly the person on top of the fire-breathing dragon.

It's a man, or a boy.

The boy measured his body and looked at me and said, "Where are you from?"

"Me? Wait? You?" I said incoherently.

"It seems they are from Earth or Chinese." The boy said with a smile.

I didn't know whether to cry or laugh at this time, so I hesitated and said, "You too?"

"You are the third Earthling I have met," the boy said.

"Are there people like us?" I asked.

"Yes, but both of them were turned into ashes by me." The boy said with a smile.

My eyes swept over and saw the pamphlet in the boy's pocket.

The words LV8 are still vivid in my mind.

I was surprised and said: "Why are you LV8?"

"If it weren't for the LV2 on your head, you would probably be dead. It seems you don't understand anything yet, and you probably won't be able to ask anything useful." The boy said.

Only then did I remember that my level was indeed marked on my helmet. Could it be that my low level made the other party relax their vigilance.

"I'm only level [-] and you're level [-]. Is this normal?" I said.

"This match is inherently random, because the level of each person on each planet does not represent the strength. I once met LV4 when I was LV7, but that LV7 was really not powerful." The boy said.

"You know a lot? Then can I understand it completely?" I said.

"That's what I mean. I need to exchange useful information with you." The boy said.

"Useful information? What do you mean?" I said.

"How many years did it take before you came here?" the boy asked.

"[-]." I said.

"I fought 63 battles before I met you, and I won all 63 battles. You are my No. 60 four enemies, and among the previous 63, only three spoke the same language on earth as you. One is English and one is I have completely mastered Japanese, and you are the first one to speak Chinese like me." The boy said.

"These...the three greatest blessings in life are the time when I was named on the gold medal list, the wedding night, and meeting an old friend in a foreign land." I said.

"Don't talk to me," the boy said.

"Oh." I said.

"I disappeared in [-], and you disappeared in [-]. I can guess that the data in this place is incorrect. How long have you been here?" the boy said. "A month and a half," I said.

"I've been here for five years, but I haven't grown up at all. 2000 plus five years is only 17, and you come from [-]. Real life has passed [-] years longer than me. It's not the previous one." Of course, it would be okay if time and space are messed up, that is, we come from our own parallel worlds. If we don't meet here, we will never intersect," the boy said.

"Sounds awesome," I said.

"And these fire-breathing dragons are creatures on the same planet as me, because my favorite is the fire-breathing dragon. So is your favorite monkey? What a strange preference." The boy said.

monkey?I like monkeys?

My mind was spinning, and my mind went back to 16 years ago.

Before my parents divorced, my favorite was The Monkey King and Sun Wukong.

My favorite thing to see when I go to the zoo is the monkeys.

I remember that after my parents divorced, I always thought that my parents and I could go to the zoo to see monkeys together.

I turned my head and glanced at the monkeys on the tree. The monkeys were also looking at me worriedly.

This group of monkeys is my favorite in my mind, and these fire-breathing dragons are the boy in front of me’s favorite?
So the wolves around the little girl were her favorite creatures?

So what do these aliens want to do?For what purpose do they study us?
"Why are you dazed? Answer me." The boy said.

"Yes, I like monkeys." I said.

"The things you like are really weak." Your boy sneered.

"Can I ask a question? I'll die if I ask," I said.

"You ask." The boy said and touched the Charizard's head.

Charizard lowered his head, and the flames in his mouth were rising, ready to be fired at any time.

"You, LV8, do you know how to get out of here?" I said.

The boy smiled and said: "I never thought about leaving here, from the very beginning. These are thirteen Charmanders, and I relied on the booklets to evolve them into what they are now."

"You are invincible because of your strength, but you have forgotten the most important point." I said.

"What?" The boy turned his head slightly to me.

I struggled to stretch out my right hand from the claws of the fire-breathing dragon. At this time, my right hand was holding the grenade I had put in my pocket.

“Villains die from talking too much,” I yelled.

"Death by talking too much."

"talkative."

. . .

Unable to open the safety of the grenade with one hand, I threw it into the Charizard's mouth.

Flames engulfed the grenade in Charizard's mouth.

When the boy reacted, the grenade exploded.

The entire Charizard was head-exploded, killing the boy as well.

Charizard's body began to press forward, leaving a gap for me with its hind legs hanging in the air.

I crawled out and ran toward the weapons box that was locked behind me.

I placed the pamphlet on the floor with a torn piece of paper underneath.

On paper, I had already written down something just in case: resurrecting the dog egg.

And I have already mechanically taught the monkey, as long as I have an accident.When I saw the booklet, I stuffed the paper into the booklet to ensure that I would have a plan after my death.

When the remaining twelve fire-breathing dragons reacted, I had already run to the backward-buttoned weapon box.

Twelve fire-breathing dragons rushed towards me almost all at once.

I roughly understood that these creatures were created.

They have no wisdom, so no amount of wisdom is in vain.

They will only obey human commands or act according to set instincts.

Twelve fire-breathing dragons surrounded me and sprayed more than a dozen fire bombs at me.

I screamed: "Why is it always me?"

"It's always me."

"it's me."

. . .

To be continued~
(End of this chapter)