I can find treasures in my dreams

Out of curiosity.

Yang Fan first went over to take a look at the mummies.

He aimed at an iron door and sent out a ray of force.

"Buzz!"

The iron door trembled violently.

The heavy iron door weighing more than 100 kilograms instantly collapsed into iron chips and fell all over the floor.

The "shock" secret method stimulated resonance, amplified the resonance, destroyed the binding force between molecules, and finally created all this.

More than a dozen skinny mummies suddenly entered Yang Fan's eyes.

The weight of each mummies was estimated to be no more than 20 kilograms, as if the flesh and blood were drained in an instant.

The dry faces still retained great pain.

The intuition ability gave a lot of information.

"A small number of mummies are prisoners."

"Most mummies are not prisoners, they are innocent."

"Some were abused and beaten before they died."

Yang Fan looked at the limbs of several mummies, bent at an unnatural angle, and sighed silently.

The psychic ability reads the memory of the Gameni people, and all the people sacrificed to the strange weapon are prisoners.

But the fact is obviously not so.

This old house has once committed a heinous crime.

Yang Fan raised his hand and ejected a ray of force.

"Puff! Puff!"

The mummies exploded instantly and turned into flying slag.

An invisible force wall blocked in front, preventing the slag from floating over.

Yang Fan shook his head: "I didn't feel it in China, but I felt that human life was too cheap when I went abroad."

He moved and disappeared from the house.

"Boom!"

The house collapsed.

Yang Fan swept through the dilapidated streets like a gust of wind, and was about to fly out of the town when he suddenly stopped.

I saw a dark and thin little boy, about ten years old, looking around in an alley.

The intuitive ability took effect again: "One of the mummies seems to be the child's father."

At this time.

The little boy also saw Yang Fan.

The little guy was so scared that he took a few steps back, and his dirty face showed obvious fear.

For some reason, Yang Fan wanted to chat with the child: "Your name is Ha Zan, right?"

Ha Zan was stunned for a moment: "How did you know?"

The little boy's eyes flashed with hope, and he asked eagerly: "Do you know where my father is?"

Yang Fan told the truth: "Your father is dead."

Ha Zan sobbed: "He...how did he die?"

Yang Fan did not hide: "He was captured, his legs were broken, and then he was sacrificed, and finally turned into a mummy."

Ha Zan's sobbing became louder: "Who killed my father?"

Yang Fan thought about it and replied: "The Golden Peacock Kingdom killed your father."

He suddenly talked about sex: "The system, leaders, army, etc. of this kingdom do not serve ordinary people.

"They only serve the power and ambition of the superiors. The kingdom has transformed into a man-eating monster. "

Ha Zan understood what he said, and his eyes showed deep hatred: "I want my father to avenge!"

Yang Fan hit him mercilessly: "You will never be able to avenge, and you will be eaten by the kingdom sooner or later."

He suddenly laughed: "I heard a terrible thing, some healthy young people had their heads cut off.

"Their bodies are used to replace the old bodies of the superiors, allowing the superiors to live longer.

"Before the emergence of superpowers, the probability of success of head replacement was very low.

"But after the advent of the superpower era, the healing superpower can perfectly replace a head.

This is not a fabrication.

It is real information obtained from the minds of the Gameni people.

Yang Fan deliberately showed a malicious smile: "Maybe one day, your head will be cut off too."

Ha Zan was scared.

Yang Fan smiled: "I tell you clearly that this world is not a fairy tale. It is more cruel than you think, and you can't change anything. "

Ha Zan's face was full of despair.

Although he was just a child, these naked remarks made him deeply understand what the cold reality was.

No matter how he struggled, no matter how hard he tried, it was useless.

Yang Fan looked at the child with pity, turned around and walked out of the town.

Ha Zan's voice floated from behind: "What are you going to do?"

Yang Fan answered without looking back: "I'm going to change the world."

As soon as the voice fell.

He suddenly increased his speed and quickly disappeared at the end of the street.

Ha Zan stood there for a moment, reached out and wiped the tears from his face, turned around and ran into the depths of the alley.

More than a hundred meters away.

Yang Fan paused and looked back.

He had a hunch that Ha Zan's fate seemed to have been changed, and this kid might have some achievements in the future.

Yang Fan was a little surprised: "The intuitive ability can actually glimpse a trace of fate. It seems that its potential is greater than I expected.

He muttered again: "I wonder if this kid will become a dragon in the future, or work hard to smash this man-eating kingdom."

Ten minutes later.

In a dense forest.

Yang Fan stared at the messy traces, and his mouth curved: "Did they flee in a scattered manner?"

He naturally had an intuition: "Why do I feel that the Destruction Tiger Head seems to be very afraid of me?

"So it took the initiative to warn the Gameni people, telling them that someone was chasing behind, and then the Gameni people dispersed?"

Yang Fan immediately realized one thing: "The Destruction Tiger Skull seems to be very useful to me."

Of course.

For the strange weapon, it seems to be a very bad thing to fall into his hands.

Yang Fan glanced at one footprint, and then glanced at another footprint.

His intuition told him that he could chase it from these two directions.

However.

Yang Fan had another intuition: "Why does my intuition tell me that I can't find the strange weapon just by relying on intuition?"

The two intuitions conflicted with each other, making him a little confused.

Damn it!

How could this happen?

Yang Fan fell into deep thought: "I seem to understand.

"The divination ability of the Destruction Tiger Skull should belong to the category of supernatural perception.

"My intuition ability is also a supernatural perception, and the two will inevitably interfere with each other.

"This is probably the reason why the two pieces of information given by intuition are contradictory. "

Yang Fan whispered softly: "It seems that I have to think of another way. ”

*

More than ten kilometers away.

Gareth was moving quickly in the woods with a large box in his left hand.

This guy's way of moving was very strange.

He waved his right hand repeatedly, shooting out bundles of thin transparent silk threads.

After the silk threads were shot out, they dispersed into a large bunch and stuck to many trees.

Then the silk threads automatically contracted, forming a strong pulling force, dragging him forward quickly.

This made it unnecessary for Gareth's feet to touch the ground.

In addition, the properties of the silk threads were very strange and would not damage the bark.

So he walked along without leaving any visible traces.

After a few seconds.

"Boom!"

An illusory heartbeat sounded in the big box.

A message appeared out of thin air in Gareth's mind: "Go to the right front and cross that canyon."

He responded without hesitation: "Got it. "

Gareth glanced at the box subconsciously, with a flash of surprise in his eyes.

Before today.

He had no idea that the strange weapon actually had an independent consciousness and could communicate with humans.

The Jamani Federation has been studying strange weapons for so long, but has never discovered this.

Until ten minutes ago.

The strange weapon took the initiative to transmit a message to him, and he suddenly realized this.

Gareth threw out a silk thread and asked casually: "Hey, Sabertooth Tiger, why didn't you ever speak before?"

The strange weapon did not move.

Gareth was pulled forward by the silk thread, muttering: "In fact, I know even if you don't say it, you despise us for being too weak and look down on us."

The strange weapon still did not respond.

Gareth waved his right hand again and continued to beep: "You should be scared by the Great Xia Ghost, so you will cooperate with me. I am very curious about what you are afraid of?"

The strange weapon was silent.

Gareth talked a lot of nonsense: "It's hard to imagine that you can actually interfere with the perception of the Great Xia Ghost. ”

This guy started to chatter: "You first warned the Gameni people and tricked us into fleeing separately.

"You used some means to make Michael and Drake the "bait" to attract the Daxia ghost."

"But these two idiots are very happy because they think the Daxia ghost is targeting you.

"If they are separated from the Weird Instrument, they feel that their own safety will be higher."

"Boom!"

The heartbeat suddenly sounded.

The Weird Instrument finally responded: "Shut up!"

Gareth refused to shut up, and sighed again: "Poor Michael and Drake were actually sold by a fossil."

The Weird Instrument was silent again.

Gareth smiled: "Fossil brother, do you really want to kill me? I suddenly feel that maybe I can surrender to the Daxia ghost."

This threat is very effective.

The Weird Instrument responded again: "As long as you take me away from here, I will never kill you.

"I promise you that I will do my best to help you and leave this place with you. "

Gareth heaved a sigh of relief.

He was beeping just now, essentially because he was frightened by the trick.

So he wanted to use "surrender" to coerce the trick to avoid being sold by it.

*

On the other side.

Yang Fan took out two tricks from the Space Pearl.

That is - the wood carving and the pistol.

Their original names were the God Devouring Wood Sculpture and the God Hunting Spear.

But he didn't like such exaggerated names, so he gave them two simple names.

Yang Fan ordered: "Black Wood, Iron Stick, I need you to do your best to cover up my breath."

His intuition told him that this would work!

This would interfere with the prediction of the Destruction Tiger Skull and prevent it from spying on his next move.

The Buddha face of the wood carving showed a flattering smile: "Supreme Master, I will always obey your will."

"Clang!"

The pistol made a powerful vibration: "Understood! "

Buddha Face glanced at the pistol with some dissatisfaction.

It felt that Iron Stick was competing with it in this way, making the master think that Iron Stick was more loyal.

Buddha Face raised his voice and roared: "Supreme Master, I understand better than Iron Stick!"

Yang Fan was a little puzzled.

But he didn't say anything.

Anyway, this broken wooden head has gone crazy more than once or twice.

Yang Fan looked into the distance and said softly: "Fortunately, I just grabbed a handful of mummy powder."

Earlier in the sacrificial house, he originally planned to leave directly

But an inexplicable impulse drove him to take a look at the mummy, and he also crushed the mummy into powder, and grabbed a handful of mummy powder.

At this moment, he already understood that the intuitive ability had been guiding him in secret.

Yang Fan held the Soul-stealing Cicada and ordered: "Add points to the mutated precision ability!"

The mutated ability that Xiao Ya gave him has not been completed after so many days.

Now he can't wait.

He has a hunch that as long as he spends another amount of spiritual source points, the precision ability will immediately complete the transformation.

"Buzz!"

The cicada's body shook.

The accumulated 26.4 points of spiritual source value, only 1.4 points were left in an instant.

The 25 points of spiritual source value burned out instantly.

Yang Fan instantly felt that the feeling of ice and fire came again.

The body was filled with boiling heat, as if immersed in magma, but the brain was as cold as if in an extremely cold ice cave.

A full minute passed.

The ice and fire slowly subsided.

A line of illusory text floated up.

〖Magic Eye: Activated, medium-grade mixed ability, currently evolving at 8%.〗

The ability transformation is complete!

The precision ability has become the magic eye ability, and the grade has also changed from low-grade to medium-grade!

*

Twenty kilometers away.

In the canyon.

Gareth is still running wildly.

"Boom!"

The illusory heartbeat sounded.

The trick sent a message: "The enemy has stopped moving, it seems we should be safe."

Gareth immediately showed a happy expression: "Mr. Fossil, well done!"

The address in this sentence quietly changed from "brother" just now to "Mr."

This guy doesn't care about the life and death of his colleagues, he only cares about whether he can escape safely.