I can find treasures in my dreams

The dusty conference room returned to silence.

Yang Fan did not speak.

He was thinking about how to use the trick.

The wood sculpture stood still.

The Buddha's face showed a trembling expression, as if waiting for the judgment of fate.

After a few seconds.

The wood sculpture moved slightly and sent a message.

Yang Fan was stunned for a moment: "As long as I provide a suitable reward, are you willing to do your best for me?"

He was a little surprised that this thing would actively negotiate.

So interesting!

The wood sculpture moved again.

This is to express affirmation.

Yang Fan thought about it and asked: "How much reward do you need to pay each time you make a move?"

The wood sculpture sent another message.

Yang Fan was annoyed all of a sudden, and said viciously: "You still want a living person as a sacrifice, believe it or not, I will burn you with fire now!"

The Buddha's face closed his eyes in fear and gave another message.

It gave up the request for sacrifice and proposed new conditions instead.

Yang Fan said fiercely: "Fifty kilograms of meat? Don't even think about it. I can give you thirty kilograms at most."

The Buddha's face showed a pleading expression.

It said: Thirty kilograms is not enough. I don't have the strength to fight. I will starve to death if I continue like this.

Yang Fan didn't believe it at all: "You are just a piece of wood. How can a piece of wood starve to death?"

The Buddha's face was crying and hurriedly sent a message of defense.

It said: Although I am a piece of wood, I also have a soul. If the soul is not nourished, it will gradually die.

Yang Fan fell into deep thought.

If you want the horse to run, you really have to feed the horse.

He looked down at the wood carving and gave the bottom line condition: "Forty kilograms at most, no more."

He threatened again: "Otherwise I would rather destroy you."

"Snap!"

The lightning flashed again.

The Buddha's face agreed pitifully.

The wood carving moved slightly and sent another message.

It means: I can obtain human memories. If I devour the other party directly, I can obtain more memories and may be able to help you.

Yang Fan was even more surprised.

Reading memories from the brain, this ability is quite amazing!

Especially since he was unfamiliar with the Yingsang Kingdom, reading memories with a trick can be of great help.

Yang Fan hesitated, and then said: "If I meet someone I want to kill, it's not impossible to give it to you to eat.

"But in exchange, every time you eat a sacrifice, you must fight for me three times with all your strength."

Buddha's face wanted to cry.

I was obviously helping you, how did it become you giving me alms?

Too much!

Yang Fan raised the Thunder Branch a little higher, with an unquestionable tone: "Do you have any other opinions?"

Buddha's face quickly showed a flattering smile, indicating that he agreed.

It had many, many opinions, but did not dare to say a word.

Yang Fan reached out and patted the wood carving: "So good! "

The Buddha's face kept a flattering smile, but he was extremely bitter in his heart.

In the past, if he made a move for his dead predecessor, he could get at least two sacrifices and a lot of fresh blood.

But now, for just one sacrifice, he had to make three moves.

What a big loss!!

But the wood carving didn't dare to refuse.

Because that red branch gave it a feeling of extreme danger.

This was a higher level of oppression.

It knew very well that as long as the new owner was willing, he could really destroy itself completely.

"Whoosh!"

A huge whistling sound came from the night sky.

Yang Fan whispered: "It's so noisy."

This was the noise made by the fighter jets flying.

Today, there were killings and bombings in Ningjing City, which completely made things worse.

So the Yingsang people sent out fighter jets to patrol over Ningjing City, ready to attack at any time.

Yang Fan glanced at the strange weapon and asked: "How much do you know about the Yingsang Kingdom? "

He had already discovered that the wood carving had a very high intelligence, so he wanted to get some information from it.

The wood carving vibrated several times in a row.

Yang Fan stretched out a finger and gently touched the surface of the wood carving.

The next moment.

He showed a full look of surprise.

In an extremely wonderful way, he "saw" a series of quickly flashing pictures.

It was the memory of the strange weapon.

In fact.

The previous dead ghost had no idea that the strange weapon had such a capability.

Usually, this guy just regarded the wood carving as an evil object and worshipped it carefully.

Even when communicating with the strange weapon, the dead ghost always used honorifics, for fear of making the wood carving unhappy.

The dead ghost would never have thought that one day the wood carving would be like a dog, telling the next master everything he knew.

Ten minutes later.

Yang Fan hurriedly browsed through the memory.

He looked happy: "In the base of Jamini in the southern part of Yingsang, there is actually an awakened psychic with the ability to throw. "

In one of the scenes.

A blond soldier, from a distance of more than 300 meters, threw a dart and hit the center of the target.

This is obviously a throwing ability.

Yang Fan praised the wood carving: "Not bad! The information you provided is very useful."

He was still having a headache about this matter before, but he didn't expect the trick to give an important clue.

"Buzz!"

The wood carving shook slightly.

The Buddha's face showed a flattering smile.

This thing was carried by the former dead ghost. He went to various places in Yingsang Kingdom and saw various things.

This happened to include communication and discussion with the Gameni superpowers.

certainly.

This is actually a requirement of the Carmenians.

The Kameni Federation is the suzerain country. Since it has made a request, how dare the Yingsang people not satisfy it?

It was during this sparring competition that the wood carving met this person with special abilities who was good at throwing and remembered it firmly.

Yang Fan looked out the window again: "If I get the ability to throw, I will be able to fight against helicopters and low-flying fighter jets, so I won't be beaten passively."

"I reward you!"

He threw over a frozen chicken leg as information fee to reward the trick weapon.

A black mist emerged from the surface of the wood carving and instantly enveloped the chicken leg, devouring it in one bite.

Yang Fan asked: "Is it delicious?"

Buddha Face quickly squeezed out a big smile, looking like he was "very happy to eat chicken legs" today.

It felt in its heart that this thing was really unpalatable, no better than glass or table legs.

When it followed the dead ghost before, it had never touched frozen food, and the last time it was bloody fresh meat.

Yang Fan nodded: "Although you are a bit picky about food, you are not particularly picky."

The smile on Buddha's face got even bigger.

But it felt even more bitter in its heart.

Yang Fan recalled the information and thought thoughtfully: "The Yingsang people and the Kameni people actually did such an ugly thing."

In some of the scenes displayed on the wood carvings, there are many people with dark skin, whose hands and feet are tightly bound.

Judging from their appearance, they look very much like people from the southeastern part of Dongzhou Continent.

He highly doubted that this was some kind of deal.

There was a hint of coldness in Yang Fan's eyes: "The magic weapon either absorbs life force or likes flesh and blood. Are these people used as nourishment?"

He also lamented: "In a weak country, civilians will be used as fodder for feeding tricks."

It would have been Daxia instead.

If any country had such an idea for Daxia people, Daxia would never give up.

Yang Fan immediately made a decision: "Go to Hejia City tomorrow."

Kajia City is a city in the southern part of Sakurasan Kingdom.

In the bay area ten kilometers away from the city, there is a base called "Pacific Insurance".

The scene seen by the wood carving took place in this base.

The Carmenian soldier who awakened the power of throwing, named "Yannik", also served in the base.

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It's still dark.

Yang Fan set off.

Hejia City is not far from Ningjing City, only more than 300 kilometers.

He didn't bother to bother with the flight and just took the long-eared owl and set off.

God is not good at it.

When flying halfway.

The sky was filled with heavy rain again.

Yang Fan floated in the air in a "lying" manner, and once again saw the strange picture of "energy flow".

Countless strands of energy are mixed in the rain, seeping into this world.

He immediately understood: "A large number of poisonous mosquitoes are about to be born in the Yingsang Kingdom."

But to him, this was inconsequential news.

How many poisonous mosquitoes appeared in Yingsang Kingdom and how many people died in Yingsang had nothing to do with him.

When the sky is dark and bright.

Yang Fan landed on the roof of a tall building in the West District of Hejia City.

This time he wasn't going to be reckless.

The corner of Yang Fan's mouth curved: "There was no source of intelligence before, but now the magic weapon can collect information. I have to talk about the techniques a little bit."