It’s Over! The Major General is Bent!

The boy crouched and squatted aside in self-loathing.

He was scared by the giant carnivorous flower just now, but he couldn't slow down for a while. When he was afraid that he would be thrown away when the major general was about to leave, he dragged the other side away. No way.

In particular, not long ago, he vowed to think that now only he can protect Major General Troll, and then turned his head and was beaten.

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Thinking of the terrible force value that Major General Troll had just cleanly rid of this giant carnivorous flower in just a few minutes, Mute felt that he was honestly returning to the protected role.

Even if the major general loses his memory, the combat effectiveness is also leveraged, and the sturdy level is definitely not comparable to his mortals.

Forget it, do n’t want to, since Major-General's combat effectiveness is still so powerful, it is also a good thing, then he can try to look outside, maybe find more people, and see if there is any way to leave here.

Mute thought so and looked up.

Major General Troll was standing near the dead giant carnivorous flower. His head was looking for something. He looked down and walked to the place where the shrinking vines were paralyzed. The vine kicked away and picked up a branch from the inside.

Mute was still wondering what he was doing to pick up a branch, and then he saw that he was walking towards him with that branch, grabbing his hand, and dragging forward.

Mute didn't know what he was going to do, so he had to quickly follow him. After walking a long way, Mute found that he had brought himself back to the small stream where it started.

Troll squatted beside the stream, washed the branch, and washed away the small vines above. Mute recognized it. This was not the branch but the root of the tree. It was the one that was eaten by the carnivorous flower king. The man cut it down from the strange walking tree, I do n’t know why, the carnivorous flower king had wiped out the man, but spit out the root of the tree on the man.

After the major had washed the roots of the tree, he stood up, folded a small piece, and stretched straight to Mute's mouth.

Mute looked stupidly at the small root of the tree that reached her mouth and looked up at Troll.

The dark blue eyes fixed on him, and the stretched hand moved to his mouth again, and the root of the tree almost touched his lips.

The boy took a step backwards and shook his head vigorously.

He didn't know what the root of this tree was. He didn't dare to eat it, and whenever he thought that the root was spit out of the creeping carnivorous Kao, he felt nausea.

But he only shook his head, and his chin was caught by Troll, and the small root of the tree was forced into his mouth.

"Can eat."

Mo Lan's eyes stared at him, Troll said.

Mute hesitated for a moment, remembering that the man seemed to stab the roots of the tree a few moments ago. So, should this thing be edible?

He bit a bit hesitantly, the root of the tree was a little bit hard, but he could bite. When that bite, a sweet juice sprayed into his mouth, a bit like the taste of vegetable juice. The sweet taste in the mouth brightened the teenager's eyes and bite a few more. The root of the tree looked ugly, but the taste was good, similar to the taste of raw sweet potatoes on the earth, but a bit more spicy.

The most amazing thing is that he is obviously such a small piece of tree roots. After eating it, he has been hungry from the morning and he does not feel hungry at all. There is a feeling of eating very full.

It seemed that the root of the tree was good for hunger. Mute looked at his sleeves, and a large part of his forearm had been corroded by the mucus secreted by his arabesques, and fell off with a force.

He simply washed the cloth of the sleeves in the stream, made a small cloth bag, packed the roots of the tree piece by piece, and tied the mouth of the bag with strong tree vines. Then he pondered for a moment and stuffed Troll with this more important bag of food.

Well, it's more reliable to put it on people with high military value.

While Mute was squatting on the stream and tossing these things, Troll returned to a quiet and quiet state not long ago, saying nothing and doing nothing, just staring at the stream flowing happily under his feet.

Mute tied the small package to his belt, and he let him do it.

After tossing that small packet of food, Mute looked up and saw Troll who had been staring at the stream in a daze, looking down at him. The dark blue pupil was as deep as the endless starry sky. Can **** people's soul into it.

At this moment, the eyes were pure and innocent like a child, coupled with the vague confusion of the bottom of the eyes, making people look soft and soft.

"Hold things up, don't lose them."

Looking at those eyes, Mute talked softly to him, as if coaxing a child.

Troll snorted.

That look and how good-looking makes Mute almost want to reach out and touch his head, but thinking about what will happen to the major general once he restores his memory, the teenager reluctantly resists this urge.

Mute turned to look outside, and he didn't notice that he took Troll's hand subconsciously when he left.

Even if he knew that the force of Troll was against the sky, when he was facing those confused and clear pupils, there was always a feeling that this was a child who needed to worry about, so he unconsciously held Troll's hand.

The man's eyes fell on the hand holding him, the dark hair was scattered diagonally in the corner of his eye, the shadow of the hair tip made it difficult to see the look in his eyes at the moment, he just quietly Staring at the hand holding his hand for a while, he looked up and looked away.

He closed his eyes slightly, and at this moment, an extremely dangerous breath emanated from his body, and dozens of meters of movement around the dense jungle had fallen into his ears.

After confirming that there were no too dangerous things in the vicinity, he opened his eyes again and continued to follow Mute without a word, and the dangerous breath that had just suddenly erupted as if it had never appeared before.

He may not know why he did it, but it was an instinct.

A beast's instinct to survive in a jungle of crises.

enemy.

Instinct told him that.

Except for the man holding his hand, all living beings in this place are his enemies.

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It was a reptile with a length of about ten meters. Its scales were a bit like a python, but it had a dozen dense legs, which made it climb up extremely quickly.

It opened its mouth, its sharp teeth were exposed, and its tips were dense.

Its horribly thick body hovered above the towering giant wood, and the turquoise green body with moss was well hidden among the dense foliage, and the huge vertical pupil was faintly green in the darkness, staring at the tree. Under the prey.

After waiting patiently for a while, after confirming that the two prey below were unsuspecting, it moved the dozen or so thin legs and rustled along the thick trunk.

Closer, closer.

A relatively large prey was beside the fire that made him sick, but another small, fine-skinned prey was under the tree and under it. Unfortunately, it had no sense of smell and could not smell the attractive body of the prey. Flesh, but it can imagine the delicious flesh you can taste when you swallow your prey.

Venomous saliva dripped from its dense teeth, and it opened its mouth wide and aimed at its prey—

A hand stretched out, grabbing his head, horrifying strength to pull its huge body from the tree at once, the volley rounded a half circle, and slammed to the ground.

It was smashed by this heavy blow, and Venus was jealous. Before it came back to God, a thin blade had cut off its head, and the blood sprayed the sky with blood. rain.

Mute had just taken a nap under the tree, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a monster like a multi-legged crocodile and a giant python cut off his head by Major General Troll.

He blinked and said that he was very calm. As he walked down the road today, the major general's force value was almost fierce. Those seemingly terrifying beasts with short eyes were almost killed by the major general at the moment of rushing up.

And he was nervous from the beginning to numbness now.

No, Troll easily and easily killed the multi-legged monster like a python, and carried the cut off head and a huge body ten meters long, and threw it to another place.

After returning, he continued to sit in a daze by the fire.

The campfire was burning, and the flames reflected the cheeks of the dark-haired man who was looking at it in a daze, reflecting the white skin with a touch of fire.

Mute sat under the tree, looking at the good-looking face that was reddened by the fire. To be honest, in such a dangerous environment, there is such a person with a military value of BUg who feels relieved. .

In particular, this person with an explosive force not only looks good, but also listens to him.

"special……"

Mute wanted to call Major General Troll, but his voice made a circle in his throat and turned back.

At the beginning, he called Major General Troll changed his tone and called him Troll, and the memory-impaired major general did not know why he was particularly stubborn and decided that Tran was his name.

So once Mute shouted Major General or Troll, the person was in a daze, as if he hadn't heard it. Only when Mute shouted Tran, the person would turn his head and brighten his dark blue eyes. Looking at him brightly.

"Tran."

The young man shouted softly, the dark-haired man sitting in a daze beside the fire turned his head, and the fire reflected in the man's eyes. He looked at the young man, and there were tiny flames jumping in those dark sapphire-like pupils.

"You come to sleep, and I will guard it in the middle of the night."

Mute said.

As soon as he finished speaking, Troll got up from the fire and sat down beside Mute.

Troll leaned on the thick trunk, crooked his body, and leaned over. Mute took a moment to notice that Major General crooked his head against his shoulder, and his body leaned diagonally against him.

The movement was extremely natural, as if taken for granted.

When Mute looked sideways, he could see the shadow of the slender eyelashes of the man leaning on his shoulders falling on the white skin, and the delicate lacquered black hairs were scattered loosely and fell on his shoulders. , Cold hair tip across his neck, cool, and a little itchy.

The young man leaning on him made a slight and even breathing sound. The good-looking face was very close to him. At this moment, he was relaxed, sleeping peacefully, and his pale lips were slightly open, like a child who was attached to someone. The look of snuggling over made people look soft.

Mute raised her hand involuntarily, pinching a trace of black hair scattered on the tip of Troll's nose.

The hair touched by the fingers is cold and delicate, like satin, and the silky touch can not help but want to touch it again and again.

I was worried about touching my hair and being accounted for by the major general after the fall, but at this time Mute thought that anyway, now the major general was also asleep, and he would not be known by touching it. Then he rubbed the hair with his fingers for a long time.

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Shoulder-hemp-now.

Half a night passed, Major General Troll leaning against him with his shoulders on his shoulders fell asleep comfortably. He sat in the middle of the night only to feel his left shoulder numb completely.

After Troll got up, he rubbed his left shoulder for a long time.

The fire was almost gone.

The man stood in front of him and looked at his stuffy head and rubbed his shoulder, his expression seemed a little overwhelmed, and the expression was a bit like doing something wrong to worry about him being angry.

Hesitating, Troll held out his hand.

Mute was still a little depressed, but when he looked at Troll's a little overwhelmed expression, he suddenly laughed, raised his hand and caught Troll's hand, and stood up with that strength.

He hadn't moved much in the middle of the night, and his body was a bit stiff. He turned his left arm while thinking, raised his head, and looked around the treetop.

"I want that."

The teenager said, pointing at a few howling birds jumping on the treetops that were tens of meters high.

Troll glanced at him, leaned over to pick up a few pebbles, and waved his hands and threw them out.

With a few clicks, the birds on the treetop were beaten down by small stones and fell directly under the feet of the two.

Troll turned to look at Mute, eyes bright, as if asking him if he was so angry.

High force is good.

Mute, who wasn't angry but could not move, wrapped the little birds in mud, and instructed Troll to raise the fire again, and then put the mud blocks under the fire.

It must be said that it is very pleasant to instruct the major general to do this and that and the major general obediently to do such things.

The roasted bird for breakfast is quickly completed. Although there is no salt and seasoning, the good meat here is fresh and the taste is not bad.

After breakfast, the two set off again.

On the way, the two walked downstream along this small stream. They walked for a day yesterday, and after walking for half a day today, they suddenly came to an end.

The stream broke off on a high cliff and sprinkled.

Mute, who had finally drilled out of the dense forest, stood on the cliff and looked down. The vision was extremely wide, but all the sights were still lush towering trees, and they were still deep mountains and wild forests.

At a glance, it looks like the entire ground of the planet is occupied by lush plants. The strange plants and strange animals, large and small, are the rulers of the planet.

Mute glanced around again, and suddenly saw a strange place on the side below the cliff.

There are no dense plants there, it seems to be a rare open space, but it is too far to see clearly, and it can only be seen that there is a great difference from the surrounding scenery.

"Let's go there and see."

Mute said to Troll, pointing to that place.

Troll didn't say anything, basically what Mute said, he just did it. Where Mute went, he followed.

The two walked around the road, found a gentle **** and climbed down the mountain, and set off in that direction.

The place was not close. It took almost a day for the two to finally reach their destination.

But before standing in the large open space, Mute froze.

The open space was much wider than what he saw on the cliff, and to the shock of the young man, it was not an open space, but a ruin.

Collapsed high towers, broken houses, and rotten alloy city walls were broken and broken, and countless pieces of broken bricks were scattered everywhere, and the residual steel scattered all over the place.

The wind blew past this startling ruin, and the whistling voice was empty.

It's like a small city with steel towers that many people used to live in, but now it's a barren place full of gravel. I don't know what happened here.

Mute walked forward and wanted to go in and explore the grit and ruins surrounded by the dense jungle, but he took a few steps and turned around to see that the people around him were not moving.

The young dark-haired man stood still, motionless.

The dark blue eyes looked at the ruins, and the pupils contracted slightly.

"I've been here."

Troll stared at the ruins for a long time, and suddenly said this.

Before Mute could react, he saw Troll suddenly clasp her head with her hands, and she fell to her knees.

His fingers pressed firmly against his head, his head seemed to be throbbing violently, and the corners of his eyes twitched uncontrollably because of the sudden pain.

Mute squatted down nervously and grabbed his wrist, seeing the bruises on the back of his hand, apparently depressed to the extreme.

The boy felt bad and shouted hurriedly, but Troll just held his head firmly, as if he couldn't hear anything.

The dark-haired man knelt on the ground, bowed his head, clenched his teeth, and his pupils contracted hard, panting violently.

After a while, he suddenly stood up suddenly, hurriedly crossed the already broken metal city wall, rushed into the ruins, and disappeared instantly.

"and many more!"

Mute shouted, and subconsciously followed the wall to catch up, but Major General Troll was too fast. He chased after losing more than ten seconds.

The sight in front of him was ruins. He didn't know that he had followed Tyrol and ran there. He could only stand still, panting and looking around.

Hesitating, he walked slowly forward, the metal ring on his wrist turned into a sharp dagger.

At this moment, the sky was already dark, the night fell on the ground, the light dimmed a little, the teenager walked alone in the deserted city, and the strong wind at night whistled and circled over the ruins. There was a snoring noise, and everyone's cold hairs stood up.

There is a sense of sight in ghost movies ...

I knew I was scaring myself, but the horrible ghosts I had seen before appeared in my mind uncontrollably. The teenager walked alone in the deserted ruins alone, listening to the rumbling wind. , Listening to the echo of his own footsteps, my heart suddenly felt a little hairy.

Believe in science and technology.

You know, this is the interstellar era. It's impossible to switch to the ghost channel.

While encouraging himself, Mute continued to walk forward slowly, looking for the trace of Major General Troll.

Until now, he hadn't figured out how the major general suddenly rushed into this weird ruin, and, the major general started with the sentence, "I've been here" ...

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Mute suddenly remembered that Major General Troll cleanly killed the giant carnivorous Kao ... At that time, Major General almost went to the flower core without hesitation ... The feeling was like he was very clear about eating meat Kao's weaknesses are the same ...

And he made himself eat the root of the tree, it seemed like knowing that the roots could satisfy the hunger ...

There are also all the way to fight with other offensive monsters ... Even if the major general's force value is even more sturdy, it is not possible to kill each time in the battle ... It is better to say that his deadly trick is very skilled It's like fighting countless times with those strange creatures ...

Mute felt that he had vaguely guessed something, and that speculation had surprised him for a while.

[Sinner's Paradise]

[This is where the guilty prisoners of the Empire exiled]

This is what the man who was killed in the mouth of Carnivorous King once said.

However, Major General Troll ... he once stayed on this planet?