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Chen Xing rode the White Wolf King and rushed for about ten kilometers. Suddenly the roar of the engine came from the ground, and then the drilling rig broke out in front of him.

"Why the underground one runs faster than the ground one!"

Chen Xing couldn't help cursing secretly. In fact, what he didn't know was that the geocentric drilling rig, like his satellite rocket, was a sanctuary armed with psychic manifestations. They do not use classical physical rules, but rather rules that are biased towards quantum mechanics and mysticism.

In other words, the earth-core drilling rig does not actually drill the soil underground, but transfers space through the medium of silicon element, and walks on a void path.

Just like Chen Xing’s skeleton rocket, it looks tattered, like a piece of parts picked up in a garbage dump. There are seven or eight patches on the outside, but it can smoothly break through the atmosphere and send the satellite into space. .

Even the rocket launch at the national level cannot guarantee 100% success, not to mention this kind of thing that looks like a pile of broken copper and iron. If there is no occult function in it, it is absolutely impossible, and it has exploded in place before it takes off.

Since Chen Xing's tactical satellite can only observe the surface and cannot see the underground situation, it cannot grasp the opponent's pursuit route, so the emergence of the drilling rig is very sudden.

The White Wolf King is running at full speed. An abnormal change is happening in front of him. Through the host’s spiritual connection, it realizes the danger and immediately propped its forefoot on the ground. It wanted to stop quickly, but the forward inertia had not yet ended, and the drill cabin emerged from the ground. The door was kicked vigorously.

Only heard a "clam", the old hatch full of graffiti turned around and flew out, and the heavily armored canned knight rushed out first, picking up an iron hammer and hitting Chen Xing and the White Wolf King.

Huo Huo's hammer is unstoppable, and if it is smashed, it will burst into brains on the spot.

"Noisy!"

With a soft sound, one person and one wolf disappeared in place, and the hammer passed by, the metal interacted with the remaining electric charge in the air, and the electric light was radiated and crackled.

There is a close connection between teleportation and electric energy, which is like an electric current for thousands of miles. Therefore, when it is used for teleportation, the body will emit a large amount of floating electrons, thus forming a photoelectric effect.

As soon as the teleportation was over, Chen Xing hadn't seen the surrounding situation clearly, a red light flashed in front of him, and a fishy wind came in his nose.

How much blood was contaminated with this murder weapon in order to produce this kind of spiritual **** smell.

Chen Xing's scalp was tingling, and he ignored what the attack was, and teleported to avoid it.

He learned the fine this time, without the slightest love, he teleported seven or eight and opened the distance.

Riding the White Wolf King rushed away.

"Gardener, make him a little trouble!"

"Long-winded!"

Although the gardener was a little impatient, he summoned Yu Ling from the soil, obtained coordinates from the blind hunt, and fired acid bombs.

Every time Chen Xing dodges acid bombs, he must launch at least five teleports to get out of the acid splash range.

The water level of the spirit pool drops rapidly, and continuous use of instant movement consumes a lot of money.

"It's really hard!"

Chen Xing gritted his teeth and cursed, the other party's intention was obvious, that is, to kill him.

Although he seems to be very easy to leave this time, there are moments of movement, maybe next time, the next time it will be easy, but the more times, as the psychic energy bottoms out, the result is hard to say.

He has poured two bottles of psionic potions down, but it takes time to absorb them. And the speed of absorption is far less than the speed of consumption.

He estimated in his heart that after three more visits, his spiritual pool would bottom out. Although he could activate the "overload" to instantly restore his spiritual power, he couldn't bear the cost afterwards.

After using the overload, there will be a long period of weakness. During the period of weakness, he couldn't even beat ordinary people.

The distance for the opponent to catch up with him is about ten kilometers. If calculated on the basis of three times, the distance he can run safely is about thirty kilometers.

Thinking of this, he took out the portable screen, connected the black watch, and checked whether there was any place to avoid danger within 30 kilometers.

It's a pity that the map is blue and yellow, and it's all farmland. This is the junction of the Principality of Norton and the Principality of Red Sang, belonging to an agricultural area with a large area and a sparsely populated area.

Only some farm signs can be seen on the map, not even the transit post town.

"No, there must be some!"

Chen Xing zoomed in on the map and searched carefully.

He wants to find a crowded place to get in. No matter what investigative methods the other party uses, there will always be the question of how confused people are.

Hidden in the crowd can greatly reduce the opponent's tracking ability.

Although this area is mainly for planting, farmers and hired workers still find some fun during the slack. It is impossible to stare at the crops every day, and they are suffocated.

So he inferred that there would be gathering places nearby, gathering places for fun.

In addition, the wholesale sales of crops also need to be gathered together.

Wide-eyed

Looking carefully, he finally found the nearest farmer's market. But it was 37 kilometers away, a little farther than planned.

But there is no other choice but to go there.

In the next twenty minutes, Chen Xing confronted the killer team several times, each meeting less than two minutes, the content and the result were similar.

The burrowing vehicle intercepted, the canned knight took the lead, the magic warrior sneaked from behind, and the acid bomb trailed for consumption.

After escaping the last pursuit, Chen Xing's Lingchi bottomed out, and he was still five kilometers away from his destination.

Then, as long as he ran at full speed and nothing went wrong in the middle, he would be able to reach the bazaar smoothly.

This market is called "Potato Skins" and is located in the Principality of Norton.

The bazaar is different from the town. The bazaar is a gathering place formed by the spontaneous organization of farmers and vendors, without a lord.

If within the coverage of the satellite signal, in accordance with the requirements of human survival as a member, the parliament of the Principality will send a police chief to maintain law and order there and punish the offenders.

Under the supervision of Mingnet’s mastermind, the crime rate has been very low, and the sheriff is more often just a manifestation of the will of the Principality.

Then I can’t expect the sheriff to help. There are guard-level wilderness guards in the marginal towns, security teams and city guards with hundreds of people, and the sheriff in the gathering place is completely a bare commander, and the strength is estimated. It was an elite or a big elite, and it was pinched to death with just two clicks. At best, it was a small whistleblower.

As for running over, whether it will lead to disasters and bring disaster to the locals is no longer a question for him to consider.

Thinking of this, he suddenly understood Cao's helpless feeling of saying, "I would rather let the people of the world take the world, and let the people of the world take me".

In a high position, it is impossible to do everything. Achieving some people may hurt others. As a superior, sometimes you have to weigh the pros and cons and make trade-offs.

Although saying this is a bit of a force to justify, rationalizing his selfishness and cold-blooded ruthlessness, but power is like this.

Once you get it, there are all living beings under your feet, regardless of whether you have been a part of it or not.

After crossing the sea, it is immortal.

Since then, Xianfan is different.

Throughout the ages, which Mingjun was a good man who couldn't bear to trample on ants, and which one was a good old man with a soft heart?

He quickly convinced himself, riding the White Wolf King towards the gathering place.