I feed on gods.

Chapter 750 The Rich God Lin!
No one found any valuable information in this plantation, or rather, as far as they knew, they didn't know what was the key to purifying this rule pollution.

"What should we do now?"

Wu Shitong felt very uncomfortable. He was the oldest and in poor health. He could not withstand even the pollution caused by the taboo objects of the gods. If it was a divine corpse, he would have been radiated into a dead man.

"Choose a direction and explore the way!"

Lin Baici already had an idea.

"Which way to go?"

Li Yintong knew that she couldn't stay here forever and she had to go out.

"I suggest going this way!"

Luo Jiaming suggested.

"reason!"

Zhong Shuman looked at this person below the Dragon level and took his opinion seriously.

"Feel!"

Luo Jiaming laughed: "My sixth sense is very accurate!"

In fact, it is not accurate. Luo Jiaming just wants to make his own choice, so that even if the road ahead is full of dangers, he does not have to blame others.

After all, I chose them myself.

Zhong Shuman rolled his eyes.

"Hey, God Lin, you acted too quickly. If you had left a prisoner, we would have known where to go!"

There was a hint of complaint in Luo Jiaming's words.

"Go this way!"

Lin Baici ignored Old Man Luo and made his choice.

Everyone looked in the direction Lin Baici was facing.

"What's the reason?"

Huang Cheng asked humbly. He looked around and didn't find anything different here!
"When those blacks were disbanding just now, they were running around in all directions, but in the end they all gathered here."

Lin Baici explained.

The plantation is surrounded by corn fields. The corn stalks, more than two meters high, look like green chopsticks stuck in the ground, impenetrable.

Although the escaped black slaves got in, the swaying of the corn stalks could be used to roughly identify the direction of their escape.

Lin Baici just climbed onto the roof and looked into the distance just to confirm this.

"I see!"

Luo Jiaming nodded: "This is a good idea!"

"Ok!"

Huang Cheng pulled his jersey and wiped the sweat off his face. It was too hot that day.

"My brother Lin is unparalleled in wisdom!"

Li Yintong put her hands on her hips, looking proud.

"Stop bragging!"

Lin Bai was speechless.

"Although this kind of small detail is not very advanced, it is still very impressive to be able to think of the next action plan while shooting at the black slaves!"

Zhong Shuman's praise is much more pleasant to the ear than that of a tomboy.

This is actually true. When everyone saw the black slaves rushing towards them, the first thing they thought of was saving their lives and how to get rid of them. They didn't consider what would happen next at all.

Thinking in the midst of gunfire and thinking in a quiet library are completely different. The gap is too big.

"Bring food and weapons, and set off!"

After Lin Baici finished speaking, he began to move in the direction where the black slaves were fleeing.

Li Yintong hurried to follow.

"What are you doing standing still?"

Luo Jiaming turned around, waved his big hand, and slapped the men with cropped hair in front of him: "Hurry up and get the supplies!"

As a mature member of society, Luo Jiaming already knew how to do this kind of dirty work without Lin Baici's instructions.

If these people were god hunters, he might be polite, but they were just trash, so I'm sorry...

Work hard to make me bleed and sweat!
If I don't squeeze you dry, I'd be unworthy of my position.

Luo Jiaming worked so hard in Shenxu, just to be superior to others!

“Why don’t they take it?”

Ma Xiaoyun muttered, his tone full of resentment.

It is obvious that he is being made into a laborer.

Luo Jiaming stared at the female anchor: "What did you say?"

"I didn't say anything!"

Ma Xiaoyun denied it.

"Oh, I couldn't have heard it wrong, did I?"

Luo Jiaming also wanted to pick a chicken and kill it to worship the monkey.

In this temporary team, Lin Baici is the big boss, who I can't afford to offend. That girl has a good relationship with him, and I can't offend her either. So, is there anything wrong with being the number three person?
"Brother, she didn't say anything!"

The photographer with a gun became much more confident.

When he was talking to Luo Jiaming, his right index finger was on the trigger. Although the muzzle of the gun was facing the ground, he was facing Luo Jiaming head-on. As long as he raised the muzzle, he could shoot directly.

Luo Jiaming looked at the photographer: "What? Are you going to kill me?"

The photographer shook his head, but the next second, Luo Jiaming, like a tiger hunting its prey, exerted force with his feet, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed in front of the photographer.

Snapped!
Luo Jiaming grabbed the gun with one hand and slapped the photographer's mouth with the other.

Snapped!
The photographer was slapped and his whole body spun around. He fell to the ground with a thud, like a pile of mud. Then he let out a mouthful of anger and spat out saliva mixed with his teeth.

"Tsk, I can't afford to offend Lin Baici, but can't I deal with you little O bastards?"

Luo Jiaming spat at the photographer's face: "Do you think you're powerful just because you have a gun?"

"If there are a hundred of you like me, I can kill them all with my bare hands!"

Luo Jiaming kicked the photographer and swept his fierce eyes over these people: "Now, who else doesn't want to obey my orders?"

Everyone lowered their heads and quickly followed suit.

Wu Shitong did not take it lightly and turned around to look for supplies.

"Hey, forget it!"

Luo Jiaming stopped him: "I give face to Lin Shen!"

"Thank you!"

Wu Shitong thanked him but felt sad in his heart. He was the richest man in Haijing and one of the top ten richest people in the country. However, he had to rely on Lin Baici's relationship to avoid suffering.

Everyone got busy.

Everyone took the bacon hanging under the chimney, the potatoes and onions in the warehouse, as well as the black bread and some blueberries, and then went to chase Lin Baici.

Regardless of whether it was useful or not, everyone except Luo Jiaming carried a musket.

They feel that holding this thing can bring them a sense of security.

Half an hour later, everyone caught up with Lin Baici.

"Why so slow?"

Zhong Shuman complained that if he encountered danger, he would not even have cannon fodder.

"That's fast enough!"

Luo Jiaming kept urging these people to leave quickly.

Now, everyone is exhausted.

Ma Xiaoyun, the photographer, the lip ring girl and others breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that they had reunited with Lin Baici. They sat down on the ground and took the time to rest.

"Why don't we let them rest for a while?"

Huang Cheng suggested.

I don’t know how long I will have to walk next, so I need to use my energy wisely.

"Do you really need to be a good person in front of Lord Lin?"

Luo Jiaming started to scold, he actually did it on purpose, he wanted to make Lin Baici alone, so that if he and Lin Baici had a conflict, this young man in the Real Madrid jersey would stand on his side.

"stop fighting!"

Lin Baici frowned: "Take a ten-minute break!"

Lin Baici glanced at Luo Jiaming. What was this old man Luo doing?
The photographer took out a water bottle from his backpack, unscrewed the lid, gulped down several mouthfuls, and then let out a breath of comfortable air.

"Give me a few sips!"

Ma Xiaoyun stretched out her hand.

"Drink sparingly!"

Photographer's reminder.

"Know!"

Ma Xiaoyun said he knew, but when he tilted his head back to drink, it was not enough, he gulped it down like a cow.

"Fuck, you drank that much?"

The photographer was upset and wanted to take the kettle back.

Ma Xiaoyun tried twice to grab the drink but failed. She complained angrily: "Why don't you finish drinking it sooner? When others finish their water and come to grab yours, can you hold on?"

The photographer's face froze.

It's really possible.

What if you drink sparingly but others drink freely?
The photographer looked around and found that Luo Jiaming and Huang Cheng were drinking casually, the people with the shaved heads were relatively frugal, and there was no movement from Lin Baici at the moment.

The cleaner and the waitress of the bar stayed together for warmth. They did not try to please Lin Baici, nor did they bully ordinary people like them.

Wu Shitong and two bodyguards were hanging around Lin Baici.

Among the four people, the girl with the lip ring drank a few sips of water and frowned in disgust: "Didn't you clean the water bag? It has a weird smell!"

“It would be nice to drink some!”

I dislike the shaved hair, but what can I do?
There is no bottled water in this era.

"Shall we give Lin Shen some water?"

The leather pants woman suggested.

"Didn't the two bodyguards bring water?"

The blond man was not happy. He didn't know how long it would take to find the next water source, and he didn't want to be thirsty without water.

"Give it to me proactively."

The man with the cropped hair stood up and said, "If someone comes to ask for it, will you give it to them?"

"Take it, take it!"

The blond looked gloomy.

This is a world where the strong prey on the weak. Without force, you can’t even protect a sip of water.

The man with the cropped hair went to find Lin Baici with a sheepskin water bag, and the woman in leather pants quickly followed.

She would not let go of this opportunity to win favor.

"Lin Shen, would you like some water?"

The man with the shaved hair was all smiling.

"No, you guys drink it!"

Lin Bai declined.

"Drink something. It's so hot, you need to replenish water in time, otherwise you will get heatstroke!"

The girl in leather pants was so hot that she wanted to take off her top and leather pants.

I don’t know what season it is now?
The sun was hanging high in the sky and the heat was blowing in my face. My pants had already stuck to my skin due to sweat and were very uncomfortable.

"I have!"

Lin Baici smiled.

"You have?"

The woman in leather pants was stunned.

Lin Baici took out a white deer antler bone flute and blew it twice. After a flash of white light, a reindeer sleigh appeared.

"Fuck!"

The leather pants woman was shocked.

The others also looked over, and when they saw the reindeer carrying two canvas bags stuffed to the brim on its back, their eyes were instantly filled with envy.

There are supplies in here, right?

Damn it!

This must be the space-related taboo object, right?

It’s really cool to have this thing.

Lin Baici opened his backpack, took out a few bottles of mineral water and threw them to Li Yintong and Zhong Shuman.

"Thank you, Brother Lin!"

The girl giggled and said, "Do you want me to give you a kiss?"

"How much is your kiss worth?"

Zhong Shuman joked. She knew that she was taking advantage of the girl this time. Without her face, Lin Baici probably wouldn't give her mineral water.

Lin Baici unscrewed the bottle cap, took a few gulps, then tilted his head back and poured the rest on his face, rinsing it.
Cool down and refresh yourself.

"Nima!"

The blonde felt very uncomfortable with this scene. She had to be very careful when drinking the water with strange taste here, but this guy was drinking clean mineral water and taking a shower with it.

Fuck!
When I become a dragon level, I will definitely make up for the loss I made today.

Although he was determined in his heart, the blond knew that even if he tried again ten times, he probably wouldn't be able to do it.

"..."

Ma Xiaoyun was stunned. There is such a magical thing?
The photographer fumbled with his rifle, wondering what he was thinking.

Li Yintong looked at the expressions of these people and laughed in her heart.

Are you surprised by this little bit of supplies?

Brother Lin also has a monk's bowl, which can hold many things. Even if he wanders on a deserted island for ten years, his life will not be hard.

"Lin Shen, you also have a sleigh?"

Old Man Luo came over and admired the reindeer: "Can this be used as a vehicle?"

"Yeah, in the snow!"

Running on the road is too bumpy and the speed is not fast, so Lin Baici would not do it unless the situation is absolutely necessary.

“How much supplies can it carry?”

Old Man Luo glanced at the two bags and asked, "Is that all?"

"Ok!"

"Why don't you fill up the sleigh, too?"

Old Man Luo didn't understand.

"No need!"

Lin Bai was perfunctory.

"..."

Luo Jiaming felt that Lin Baici was too arrogant. If it were him, he would definitely fill this thing up.

What he didn't know was that the storage space in Lin Baici's black jar was very large and had never been full until now.

"By the way, I heard that the Great Shaman also has a sleigh!"

Old man Luo broke the news.

"You mean Shakira from the Priory of the Illuminati?"

Zhong Shuman was speechless: "This kind of information is not a secret anymore, there is plenty of it on the Origin Forum!"

"..."

Li Yintong felt like there was a cat scratching her heart. She really wanted to tell these two people, “You didn’t expect that, did you?”
This bobsleigh is the one Shakira owns.

"Wait, generally speaking, the pollution of rules caused by the forbidden things of God is related to the origin of the forbidden things of God. Now there are plantations and black slaves. Do you think it is possible that the people of the Illuminati Hermitage caused this pollution of rules?"

Old Man Luo was in a big trouble. If it was really this organization, it would be a big trouble.

"No matter who he is, if he runs into my Brother Lin, he's dead!"

Li Yintong is extremely confident in Lin Baici.

The photographer, who was sitting not far away, suddenly wanted to throw the water bag in his hand to the ground.

"Hold!"

Isn’t that guy named Lin so happy?

"Why did he ask us to gather supplies if he didn't need water?"

Ma Xiaoyun couldn't figure it out.

"Because he doesn't want to share his supplies with others!"

The photographer thought he was right: "After all, he only has two big bags, and they can't be filled with food and drinks!"

Lin Baici didn’t think too much about it, he just simply didn’t want to be a nanny.

If you want to survive, you must do your best to survive.

"Ten minutes are up, let's go!"

Lin Baici glanced at his watch and urged everyone to get on the road.

"Get up! Get up!"

Old Man Luo shouted and quickly adapted to the job of a lackey.

A group of people set out again, walking in the cornfield.

Wow! Wow!
The corn stalks are very tall and the leaves are thick, which can block some of the sunlight. However, when people walk by, the leaves brush against their bodies, which is very uncomfortable. They can even leave red scratches on their hands and faces, and it is still quite painful when they are stung by sweat.

Lin Baici walked in front.

At first, he used his bronze sword to chop corn stalks to clear the way, but later he was too lazy to waste his energy.

Suddenly, Lin Baici stopped and said, "There was a sound, did you hear it?"

(End of this chapter)