Chapter 520 Three Years? You Still Have a [Monster]?

Once upon a time, Lu Yuan himself lived a life of eating and sleeping in the open air, until he cultivated a civilization, and his life gradually improved.

"Old Wolf!" Lu Yuan added a meal to his loyal partner.

"Ahhh!" Old Wolf ran over and shook his tail intimately.

Old Wolf is now a supernatural life. After so many years, he has evolved to level 3, which is not bad.

As for the three crystal people, their body structure is similar to that of silicon-based insects. They can eat some food, but they can't eat a lot. They prefer some metal ores.

Humans naturally satisfy them and let them eat stones.

In this way, with the guests having a good time, the topic returned to "how to leave here".

"Alas, we brothers really don't have the ability to let a city leave."

"Letting a few people leave is no problem. The plan we provide is definitely feasible!" An alien patted his chest.

"But you still have to keep your assets, which is difficult."

"This is really the first time that your situation has occurred... In the past, only the [monsters] at the end of the era would let people in..."

"Come on, Brother Rat! You look so delicious!" The old snake man opened his bloody mouth and exposed his true nature.

The rat worker on the side was trembling with fear, turned his head, and sent out an expression of "Commander Lu, save me".

Lu Yuan looked at them with a drunken look and flushed face, and couldn't help but think in his heart: "Oh no, I forgot that these guys' mental strength is not strong, and some of them drank too much."

He quickly pulled the drunk old snake man away and stuffed some medicine into his mouth.

Another bat man seemed to be drunk as well, and shouted, "You... can always think of a way."

"But we can't leave with them, and can only stay in this damn snake city... It's so miserable! We want to commit suicide!"

"We... have a mission! Alas, an important mission! This mission... has killed several people... Only we are left, still holding on, and we don't know when it will end..."

"Ahem! Old Bat!" The crystal man in the lead suddenly coughed.

The old bat found that he had said the wrong thing, and shuddered suddenly, breaking out in a cold sweat. He smiled awkwardly a few times and stopped talking.

The air fell into silence for a while.

The faces of humans, blue rocs, and rats all changed slightly.

It seems that this ghost place hides a lot of secrets.

I don't know what they are doing here.

In this silence, the crystal man sighed and explained: "Don't be curious. If your strength and cognition don't match, you will die."

"My crystal concrete clan has an extremely long lifespan, stable personality, and can engrave carvings in the body, so we can record a small amount of historical information."

"We, the aliens, were all great spiritualists in the past. We were selected by the top civilization to perform an important task here..."

"But what exactly this task is... cannot be said. Anyway, it has nothing to do with you."

"Once you recognize this information, you will be attacked soon after leaving this alien space."

"Level 3 civilization... is too weak. Even if the Mirage Dragon has spatial abilities, it can't protect you forever..."

Lu Yuan opened his mouth and couldn't speak.

The crystal man said again: "We six brothers will never go out and stay here for the rest of our lives. But if you want to go out, don't ask around."

"Do you understand?"

This statement is well-founded.

It makes people speechless.

Lu Yuan thought for a while and asked, "Since there are important secrets here, can the ability to trace back history still be used?"

The crystal man said, "The information you can trace back is actually irrelevant... It doesn't hurt to use it. After all, our memories are already missing, and we can't remember many things."

"At the end of each era in this alien space, some powerful civilizations will come here. Perhaps what you trace back are all the information of those civilizations..."

"How strong are these civilizations?"

"The lowest level is the level of level 5 civilization..."

Lu Yuan pondered for a moment. Level 5 civilization is indeed very far away.

He just shook his head and stopped asking questions.

The atmosphere became lively again with clinking glasses and laughter.

It was not until eight o'clock in the evening that the banquet ended and the rest of the people left.

Lu Yuan found the aliens again to discuss more issues.

He was already deeply poisoned, and he was already at the level of beggars not afraid of lice and dead pigs not afraid of boiling water.

"What do you think, Commander Lu?" The large crystal man sat upright, and the other aliens also straightened their backs.

Although it was just a favor, they were willing to help if they could.

"Senior, we want to borrow the will of eight million Lanpeng people to influence that [monster]. I wonder if it will affect your mission?" Lu Yuan told the truth.

"What...what?" The six aliens were all shocked.

They frowned and started to argue.

After a long time, the old snake man smiled bitterly: "What are you talking about? What are you worthy of? Eight million people want to influence the [monster]? Eight hundred million people are about the same!"

"Yes, you underestimated the [monster]. It is at least a natural disaster-level phenomenon."

"But what if we add a [demon] who specializes in dream abilities?" Lu Yuan threw out an important bargaining chip.

He had to ask this question clearly.

Otherwise, even if they successfully run away, they will magnify the problem and it will be troublesome.

"What? [Demon]?!" Six people were stunned at the same time, "How strong is it?"

Lu Yuan retrieved some information about Poppy Tree.

"The severely damaged [demon]... seems... to have some influence." These guys discussed for a while, with a strange light shining in their eyes.

"You humans have some background. Do you have a [Spirit] and a [Demon]?"

"Level 3 civilization is not bad."

Their attitude once again changed subtly.

"Is it because of the existence of [Demon] that [Demon Control Ruins] was seriously injured?"

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"Well... that should be the case. Let me tell you how [Ruins of Demonic Control] can be killed so easily." They came to their own conclusion.

"Ahem..." Lu Yuan was a little embarrassed, "I'm lucky, I just met the legacy of the previous dynasty! My wife is also a stranger. She was busy with research, so she didn't come over this time. Let her come and meet the old senior when she has time. "

The large crystal man thought for a long time: "If you just leave, it won't have a big impact...and the chance of success is not small."

His tone became noticeably lighter, as if he was celebrating the human race's escape into heaven, and he clapped his hands gently: "This will allow you to escape from death and have a future! It seems that you still have potential and can become a stronger civilization. "

"Of course, don't injure or kill the [monster]. Otherwise, you will be in big trouble."

"If you can become a level five civilization and master space technology, you will have the capital to escape the epochal disaster. I can even teach you how to escape."

"Thank you, senior!" Lu Yuan still accepted the favor.

But he secretly thought in his heart: Level five civilization must not be the end of mankind.

He tried to ask again: "Seniors... how deep is the secret information?"

The atmosphere suddenly became weird.

The old snake man sneered: "You are really... I told you not to ask questions out of curiosity."

"Even if there is a [demon] background, it's not your place to ask! Do you understand?"

Lu Yuan was also thick-skinned: "I'm just asking about the degree of toxicity of the information, not the specifics."

"This... can't do it either. You kid, it seems you already know a lot about level three civilization. You're not qualified, you really are not!"

Lu Yuan sighed softly, the disaster of the era was so terrifying.

It's really troublesome that we can't even exchange information.

However, these old guys said "Level 3 civilization, not worthy", which made Lu Yuan a little annoyed. He was wondering whether he wanted to expose more secrets?

On the surface, human beings are a level three civilization, but in fact they should be much stronger than level three civilizations.

Suddenly, he heard the alarm bell ringing in his earphones.

As night falls, the [ghost] crawls out again.

"Lu Yuan, you have to come over and keep an eye on it," Lao Mao said on the phone, "in case something goes wrong."

"good."

There was no other way. Lu Yuan didn't know if Little Mirage could do it alone, so he could only leave the conference room for the time being.

The thin mirage space is like a twisted mirage, covering the entire small cave sky.

Because the breath of life seeping out was even smaller than yesterday, [Ghost] obviously didn't care much about Xiaodongtian, and just wandered around the city repeatedly, absorbing the remaining "luck".

This actually put everyone's worries at ease. Such a large amount of "luck" was used to expand the small cave and gain greater security.

The money is not wasted...

"Why do [ghosts] hide during the day and emerge at night?" a human expert thought.

"You don't have to think about this problem. It involves a big secret that we protect."

"If you find out, you will die." The old snake man snorted coldly, "Develop your dreams well and let the [monster] let you go. Don't be curious."

"By the way, leave a note of aura to prevent [the monster] from letting anyone in again."

The experts were all stunned and did not dare to speak.

"Don't move anything here. Those [devils] that are still active will not attack you, so just leave!"

"Wait a minute..." Crystal Man whispered, "What are those... on [Ghost]'s body?!"

[Ghost: Eyes of the Shrine] slowly turned around, seemed to sense something, and slowly swam towards the small cave sky.

The little mirage dragon that used Mirage Space concentrated its attention.

But in the eyes of the six strangers, the appearance of the snake man [ghost] is different from the past.

I saw a brown red spot on its left arm!

Dim, like blood scab, still falling slowly.