Technology Treasure King

Chapter 558

Green and white. M[ Just read the novel~]

Snow is flying in the sky. This is the spectacle of Siberia a month later when the earth is sprinkled with high-oil corn seeds to form a corn forest.

The vitality belongs to the earth's plants first, and it can grow at an unimaginable speed in many extreme landforms, and then that's it, the green corn forest replaced the ice and snow Siberia landform. No matter in the ice and snow that never melts in the polar climate or in the vast coniferous forests, high-oil corn is ubiquitous, with a height of three or four meters. Perfect situation.

Plants also emit carbon dioxide. Carbon dioxide brings warmth. The warmth turned the freezing cold that had raged across Siberia into perpetual snow. According to the investigation of Huaxia scientists, this will last for a long time. However, Siberia's overall temperature has begun to rise, and there are no deadly extreme low temperature zones. Especially in the lower layer of the high-oil corn forest that blocks the sky and the sun, it is already very warm.

In this already incalculable number of wild animals come from all over the Asian continent to enter this paradise of endless delicious food.

It has also become the most wonderful human sanctuary in the world. Free your mind, or run away from crime.

…………… A group of men, more than twenty, generally dressed in tatters, half modern and half savage. Qingyi gasped again and again, wishing to put his lungs in the air and take a good breath before taking them back.

Qing Yishi looked embarrassed and nervous, and nameless fear shone in his eyes. "Run" forward without thinking. It was tattered, and it was even tattered under the pants that could not tell the color of the high-oil corn forest. Many people have exposed their broken shoes, whether they were once noble handmade leather shoes or reliable military shoes made in China (this time and space made in China is famous for its quality, the management is very strict, and there are no cheap factories, etc.). Now it has returned to the realm of "ashes to ashes, dust to dust, and the working people are the greatest".

Everyone's heavy feet fell into the mud because countless plants grew, and the ice and snow melted into hot water to moisten the land.

The rotten substances accumulated in the mud over the years were revived in large quantities, producing more bacteria. And the hot and cold growth conditions stimulated the bacteria to seize any opportunity to enter the body of a carbon-based life. Fulfill the mission of life—maybe a carbon-based monkey with thin skin and tender flesh or the master of Siberia, Comrade Siberian Tiger howl must have had a lot of hard and poisonous blisters on the soles of the feet.

But obviously, at this moment, this group of carbon-based monkeys used to call themselves heroes. The Russians who dominate the Far East of Asia are no longer in the mood to pay attention to the issue of living environment. No doubt there are more pressing problems for them to solve, or escape from.

This time will come soon. Suddenly there was a big Russian man,

It can be seen that there was a little muscle, or fat. Now he is completely healthy, um, with a lean figure, a fluffy beard, and a curly hairstyle that shows strong vitality. It's just that he, who was as tired as a dog, suddenly threw himself on a piece of high-oil corn the size of a small tree. Shouted intermittently in Russian: "I can't run anymore... huh..." followed by long breaths.

"Go!" Someone just shouted in hurried Russian, but after he finished speaking, he fell down, and everyone's physical strength almost collapsed. Now 90% of the people stomped headfirst into the ice-cooled land where warm snow mixed with mud. Only the sound of gasping.

"Get up! Don't forget our nation. If we give up here, our motherland will sink forever in darkness and there will be no chance of resurrection! Get up. Get up, think of the Great Patriotic War! Get up!" A body strong. The person whose appearance is full of something called perseverance is holding a piece of high-oil corn and breathing rapidly.

Language is useless, and almost everyone's physical strength is exhausted in the intense running. (Just read the novel)

And at this moment. A man, a smiling, elegant yellow-skinned man, came gracefully from the way they had come. The road was muddy, and this tall, recognizably strong man was wearing a high-end handmade suit that was incompatible with this environment, and a pair of unstained, bright flies that were abundant in the Siberian corn forest. It is impossible for any kind of stunt to stand firm on those shiny high-end handmade leather shoes.

People with yellow skin have a very perfect face, although the facial features are nothing more than a handsome boy. But his skin, including the growth of one eyebrow, is easy to understand at a glance, explaining two words: "Vibrant." "Like a spring breeze."

It's just a pity that his behavior is very pretentious, and his every move is full of deliberate elegance. For example, he wanted to comfort a group of terrified Russians with the "old" "noble etiquette" "from Europe" that they could understand.

However, any stupid student who has studied for a week in the Butler Academy will want to tell him that it is completely wrong.

But knowing his identity must be silent. This is the latest version of the scariest "Superman Action Agency" in the Red Empire ruled by the yellow race. Of course, the name is too stupid. Muscle brother" and so on.

A stupid name means that it won't take long to become famous all over the world.

Within two weeks of its establishment, there were less than 50 people, but it was directly led by the top leader of the Red Empire. There are only three words to describe the mission completed: "Efficient, blood of the enemy, tears of fear."

Many countries strongly protested openly and secretly, refusing these grandpas to enter their borders. Whether traveling or wanting to have plastic surgery.

"Good evening, gentlemen and ladies. After eight wonderful hours, we finally meet in this vast green forest. I am so excited because there is a poem called: May people live forever, and share beauty with each other. Well, the following should be Say something? Everyone seems unhappy and doesn’t want to see me—ah, you trampled on a piece of high-oil corn, maybe I planted it with the machine myself?”

Spoofing inexplicable gibberish in Russian with deliberate elegance, the occasional heaving of his temples suggests he's on the effects of the world's most wonderful drug-genius pill—some ab-muscle dude who's on the go these days The jerk gave the Superman Force. Super life, regular, free, a certain amount of genius medicine.

So language idiots learn Russian with ease; lost masters look at the sky and know north, south, east, west, north, south, and north—then they become the best hunters and killers. Specifically to deal with some disobedient. Stubborn, bad, stupid, low-level traitor. There is no point in betraying the first superpower on earth, the sacred, great and glorious Union of the People's Republic of China at this very moment, and single-mindedly pursuing revival. No hope, **** the dark former Union of Soviet Socialist Republics.

"What do you want?" After a long time, the leader panted.

"To be or not to be, this is a serious question." Yellow-skinned "elegant" man in a suit. Looking up at the sky, revealing the beautiful neck of a cob under the high-end suit, the hands are also slender, beautiful, and perfect...but there is a sense of cruel and ruthless strength. Obviously, he began to put on a face again. I learned what one of the most famous people on this planet often said: "How difficult it is to rejuvenate the country, and to cherish the common people...".

Well, sure, must. Absolutely, his surname may be He. The same last name is He.

"You are not going to answer? Then I will give you an explanation: one, go back with me and serve the people obediently. [Read the novel and you will be there~] build a better homeland in Siberia, a brighter future, and a more luxuriant spring. Second, Die here, the corpse rots into organic matter, nourishing the land forever. Don't be afraid, the next generation will bring out the bewitching flowers. Oh, you said you love the lilac because it's your life. What a bewitching flower, What a sentimental man"

This guy was singing Chinese hanging silk songs in Russian, but a Russian interrupted: "Okay, I'll go with you—" Before he could finish speaking, his head flew up. A ray of light that ordinary people can only see as a flash of black shadow with their naked eyes reveals the fangs of the god of death in an instant. When I returned to the world of ordinary people, the yellow-skinned man in a suit was already smoking, and five or six meters behind him, the Russian man's neck was spurting blood...

"You! You murderer!" Seeing that he killed someone suddenly, and the method was so weird. All the Russian rebels were stimulated by anger and fear to generate strength in their bodies, and they got up one after another and were inexplicably excited.

"Do you know, I hate it when someone interrupts my singing. Interrupting my art is the first unforgivable crime." The man in the suit turned around smoking, with a "light melancholy" face, but imitating the lewdness of hanging silk "Don't be so surprised, don't be so exaggerated. Mortals are mortal, life is just a dream, a game, a story, a tragedy or a comedy. And you have been declared by the above... to be killed without mercy. Only me Your uncle, the most beloved and wholeheartedly supported Commander Abdomo, has given you a way to survive. That is to return to the Corps to serve the people. Do you want to come with me?"

"For the sake of the motherland...we will go with you." The leader of the rebel army, or the former guerrilla, the true loyal and good son of the Russian people, looked at the crowd, and saw that he had fallen to the ground with a plop, but continued to bleed steaming blood Corpse, quickly made the right decision.

Live to save the motherland!

However, the reality is cruel.

"Wise choice. But I'm very sorry, I played with you just now. Hahaha! Look at this document, I can't understand Chinese, let me explain: New nano-weapon test report to fill in the form, a group of scientists asked for a list of killing tests Yeah. Look at this signature, it has the legal signatures of the Secretary Group of the Chairman of the League of the People's Republic of China and the Supreme Leader of Superman."

The man in the suit laughed and pointed to his leather shoes: "That's right, my leather shoes are made of brand new nanotechnology. The damage is far worse than my bare feet, but they are so cool compared to my handmade Italian leather shoes in the past. One You can kick ten meters thick steel without breaking it! Come on, I call it the kiss of the steel crocodile."

After finishing speaking, it could be seen that after a deliberate posture, a pair of long legs swept across a distance of seven or eight meters in an instant, and the next moment, four or five rebels turned into torn corpses. It was as if a heavy but sharp force had cut their bodies.

"Run!" The leader shouted. Turn around and find a random place to run.

"The game is over! Enough of the cat catching the mouse! How to run?" The man in the suit chuckled, seeing that the "leather shoes" could form a sharp shape when kicked at any time. It's perfect for Superman, at least he has weapons-after all, those superhuman weapons of Brother Abs are not for everyone.

"Puff." Blood spattered thicker than ordinary people, and the man in the suit had already stepped back into the range of blood spattering—he didn't want to ruin his famous brand custom-made handmade suit worth hundreds of thousands of RMB. And the leader who finally kicked his head off. The prey he considered the most resistant and the most valuable did not disappoint him.

Seeing that the corpse fell to the ground and continued to bleed, the man in the suit sighed and lit another cigarette. Cigarettes without any logo but with a high-end smell. It's called a devil's marijuana.

taste? Looting!

"Ah, cool...the pathetic idiot always resists superhuman power. Really...I like...such stupidity. Hey, who's here?" Grinning his teeth, the man in the suit suddenly looked in the direction of nine o'clock, over there There is a very powerful force field, coming at a high speed. Feeling a little familiar force, the man in the suit relaxed, no doubt he was walking with him. own people.

It is impossible for a hostile superman to appear in one of the strongholds of superman haunts, Siberia's "New Forest", and of course there is no need to worry about being attacked by a hostile superman. So far no Superman has dared to start a superman war, let alone attack Brother Abs' relatives.

Because it is almost omnipotent. A superman who is like a god and a demon understands how powerful Brother Abdominal is, so he obeys the strong and cherishes his life.

"It's you, damn bald. What do you want me to do?"

"That's right, there is no phone call in this ghost place. A new order was issued four hours ago, let us use new sonic weapons. Bloodbath the ethnic separatist gathering place in this place. Kill all adult men. Capture the others." A full The young man with beautiful hair, also learned how to dress up in men's suits. You could tell he cared a lot about his hair, maybe it didn't grow any at all.

The man in the suit smoked and said: "Then let's go!" The two moved at high speed like ghosts without hurting any dense high-oil corn. Soon, a Siberian tiger cub enjoying the new paradise was shocked.

Tiger, did I read wrong?

"By the way, wait, Brother Shan, look at this photo." A photo on an Apple phone was held up to the man in a suit.

"What idiot B took the low-resolution photos. There are still such low-end mobile phones. Who are you?" The man in the suit glanced at him and laughed.

"Leading party, he was the one who reported the location. Otherwise, Siberia is so big, where would we find it. So the above said that he should not be hurt. And bring him to the Corps and give him a reward of 5 million yuan. Of course, except for us Who else can give money to my uncle. This world is really fucking dark, don't you think?"

"You said it's fucking dark, what else can I say? Fuck him, oh no, don't kill him, keep an eye on him, don't kill him by mistake. Wait, sonic weapon? Is it crazy up there? Equal Want us to catch someone who can't be killed in a nuclear weapon?"

"The new sonic weapon doesn't do radiation damage, and it only works when it hits one person. It was awesome in the experiment, a cow was directly dismembered. It's a pity that it's useless to Little Superman, and it can't hurt even a fart, let alone an ordinary person. .The reflexes of mortals cannot keep up with our speed."

…………… That’s it, some families are happy and some are sad, and when the rebels are killed by the cruel and ruthless new nano-weapons, He Ming is enjoying the delicious food in the multiverse, but every ten minutes, there are five Minutes to meet guests, two minutes to nod and smile, one minute to exchange some "noble" greetings, then 30 seconds to be silent, and the last 1 minute and 30 seconds to seize the time to eat and drink.

The guests, who were rushing to get to know him, were quite disappointed. From the various videos on the light screen, why is such a funny and charming brother with abs just a piece of wood?

What should He Ming say? Your uncle, try it yourself, so many bad guys want to know me, put yourself in another place, understand? I'm just playing monkeys, not in the mood to play aliens, understand?

"Congratulations." For such a banquet, the important figures of Shanmeng naturally gave enough face, otherwise what will happen when He Ming is asked to do things in the future? Powerful gods and demons also talk about interpersonal relationships, and this time it surprised the guests and all kinds of beings in the universe watching in front of the light curtain. The three ladies of hell, God, Buddha and other gods and gods also came.

They also need to eat and drink, although they only eat and drink symbolically. After all, the energy system of powerful gods and demons has been perfected. Many life forms, like celestial bodies and planets, do not need to eat, sleep, or even the creatures seen in bizarre and unimaginable dreams. The body system of powerful gods and demons.

When entertaining the Buddha, in order to show respect, not only all the He family members were dispatched, but He Ming made a toast. Then a handsome bald man who was tall, very handsome, with a distinctive temperament, very flattering, and loved by He Ming's wives, said to He Mingdao and stretched out a hand.

He Ming naturally recognized him. The number one Buddha son, Haiqi Buddha, looks more inclined to European and American races but has a very deep temperament of a big man such as a Buddha. Full of the charm of alien Buddha.

In the past, he was the No. 1 seed of hope in Shanmeng, and a large number of demons who were hostile to Buddha wished to swallow this real monk alive.

Of course, brother abs is in the top position, and brother abs is due to the sun attribute, and only the sun can swallow the sun. So He Ming's fateful enemy is only the evil sun demon. It's not Tang Monk meat, but deadly poison. No demon wants to devour him, and the result of devouring him is to be devoured by him in reverse.

After all, who could devour the sun?

"Hey, hello, hello, Buddha also shakes hands?" He Ming said with a smile on his face, he didn't have any good feelings for people who were more handsome than him. What's more, when he saw that the hand of the first Buddha was not flesh and blood at all, but a kind of powerful ascetic Buddha's hand, it was relatively rough, and he dared to look at a very "hi" hand with strength, and he didn't even want to hold it.

Seeing that the atmosphere was cold, Mama He, who believed in Buddhism, kicked He Ming's ass and said, "Stop joking, be serious." In fact, Mama He believed in all three religions. This is the characteristic of Chinese people, they believe everything and nothing.

He Ming shrugged and was about to shake hands with a smile when he suddenly received a message in his mind at this moment. He was stunned for a rare moment on the spot, and he was surprised to see the smiling Buddha nearby. What happened?

"Oh my god, I have a stomachache. Buddha Buddha, the villain is taking a break for a while." He Ming even apologized to the Buddha sitting in the main seat. After speaking, "嗖——", straight into the sky, leave quickly.

The He family didn't know what happened, only He Fang and He Ming's wife hurriedly flew to follow. Of course, Xiao Hao, who is a good thing, will never let go of this opportunity.

"It's okay. Kasyapa took out the gift. I gave all the gifts together." The Buddha smiled and raised his hand to Mama He who was about to apologize. After all, ghosts knew that it was an excuse, and half a powerful demon would stomachache? No way.

But He Ming's character is like this, no one knows what he is doing or what he wants to do. After all, it is easy to guess the thinking of a smart person, but it is too difficult and difficult to understand the thinking of a stupid ass.

"Hey, what are you going to do?" He Fang found that he couldn't catch up with He Ming, and obviously didn't know what happened to make He Ming fly away with all his strength.

He quickly communicated with He Ming through the light curtain, and it can be seen that the airflow near him is very fast-obviously reaching the highest speed.

Strength is speed, they can't catch up.

"Leave me alone, I'm going to the earth for a while, I have something important. Oh, hehe, hehe, hehe, I'm going to post again." The face of He Ming in the light curtain was already so happy that he perfectly demonstrated an idiom: "Get over your head."

The beautiful wife was amused after seeing it. Take it easy. There is no doubt that it is not a bad thing, it is definitely a good thing.

"Oh. Then go and come back!" He Fang shrugged, turned around and went back, his mother's little brother must not run away from guests again, and my mother will go to the earth to catch you after a few hours. If you want my sister to entertain the eighteenth generation of your ancestors on your behalf—absolutely... no way!

PS: The first update. (To be continued..)

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