Global Wasteland: I can enchant items

The werewolf dismembered the little skeleton.

One turned and jumped, and escaped through the bedroom window.

"Still standing, hurry up!"

"Don't chase after poor thieves."

"Woo, little skull..."

……

in reality.

Jiang Mingyuan froze in place.

He was shocked by what the werewolf said just now. The other party just spoke the same native language as him, what does this mean.

The other party may be a "survivor".

It's possible, and it's not.

If it is a survivor.

He made an attack when he came up. From what he experienced in Wailing Dune before, this person probably took a fancy to his equipment and points.

If so.

That's the big trouble.

to be frank.

In terms of intuition and some judgment.

Jiang Mingyuan felt that this person did not seem like a survivor.

From the words and information that he just said, the other party called him a cunning human being. This is a bit strange, like a contemptuous term for lower creatures by higher intelligence.

If this person is a survivor.

The opponent should at least have some equipment or something.However, he never saw it.

In short.

Weird everywhere.

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I don't know when.

The point of discussion among the viewers of the live broadcast shifted from whether the little skull and the werewolf were survivors to the previous woman.

"Anchor, that girl seems to have disappeared."

"Quick, go to the bedroom and have a look."

"No way, this is when the anchor and the werewolf were fighting to the death and ran away."

"You fuel the road!"

"Woman, woman."

……

See these barrages.

Jiang Mingyuan was slightly taken aback.

Hastily walked to the depths of the bedroom, looking for the figure of the woman.

however.

His eyes looked around, but he didn't find a woman's figure, neither under the bed nor in the wooden cabinet. The woman who was originally hiding in the corner disappeared at some point.

"Fuck, ran away?!"

The bedrooms have windows.

Most likely.

It was while he was fighting the werewolf that the woman sneaked out through the open window.

The werewolf that just appeared.

Did it come in through the window too?

"Really ran away!"

"Isn't this normal? Could it be that you're waiting to die in that bedroom?"

"The anchor should hurry up and find that girl, it's dangerous for her to be outside alone."

"Damn, lick the dog!"

"Licking a dog will kill you."

"I didn't see her help during the fight just now, but she ran away in the end. What does this kind of woman care about?"

"It's just a vase, it's not useful to look good, and I don't know why that woman came here?"

"Oh, poor anchor, the summoned creature is dead!"

"Find a place to bury it, so that it can be buried well."

……

"what are you guys saying?"

Jiang Mingyuan looked at the barrage and shook his head.

The line of sight was given to the little skull whose body had been broken up. The little guy's body had been repaired at this time, and it was no different from before.

At this moment, he was staring eagerly out of the window.

"What, I'm dazzled, is this little skeleton alive?"

"real or fake?"

"Little Skull is resurrected!"

"It can be resurrected, is this summoned object so powerful?!"

"Damn, wasting my tears for nothing."

"Can it be resurrected, or can it only be resurrected this time? Is there any price for resurrection?"

……

Who said it was resurrected.

This little guy is not dead at all.

As long as the head is not destroyed, the skeleton followers can rely on life energy to regenerate infinitely. Jiang Mingyuan didn't want to explain to this group of people, and he didn't need to explain.

Look at the window and meditate for a moment.

Jiang Mingyuan said to the air:

"Friends who watched the live broadcast, it's better for the woman to leave. Let's go to the kitchen and see what's hidden inside?"

What the hell is in the kitchen?

Make that woman stop him from going in.

Put away the shadow knife stuck on the threshold.

Move your legs.

Leave the bedroom and go to the kitchen door.

Take a deep breath.

Jiang Mingyuan put his hand on the doorknob, but in the next second, he stepped aside and said to the little skull who was following him, "Come on."

I don't know what's inside.

It's better to be careful.

"Anchor, you are a real dog."

"It's so stupid to open a kitchen!"

"It's really inhumane to use Little Skull as cannon fodder again. Report you for child labor abuse."

"Too bad!"

"What a poor little skull, he was treated like a tool man."

"If Little Skull could talk, he might be scolding you now."

Chapter 117 A Red Plum Blossom

No matter what the audience in the live broadcast room said, Jiang Mingyuan still had to stick to his decision. If he was serious, how could he live a better life?

Follow instructions.

The little skull walked to the door, stretched out his thin arms and slowly pushed the door open.

"Squeak" sounded.

The kitchen door was not locked.

The door was pushed open directly.

A bloody smell rushed over his face.

What catches the eye is a not-too-large space with gray-black stone walls. When entering the door, you can see a sinking wooden table with cups and bowls placed on it.

Directly above is a candle suspended ceiling.

Faint light shines into the room through the window on the left. Directly opposite the door is a square fireplace with some charcoal inside and a large iron pot hanging above it.

There are planks of wood across the walls.

There are all kinds of bottles and jars on it.

His eyes shifted, and something made Jiang Mingyuan, who was wearing a heavy helmet, shrink his pupils and open his mouth slightly:

"That is……"

I see.

In the right corner of the kitchen.

A human sits on the ground.

The upper body is leaning against the stone wall, but because the light is too dark, most of its body is hidden in the shadow, and only the outline can be seen clearly.

"Is it the living or the dead?"

a look.

The little skull nodded, walked into the kitchen, and slowly came to the human sitting on the ground, and beat the opponent's body with the iron sword in his hand, but there was no response.

Jiang Mingyuan, who was observing from a distance, looked solemn.

"Dead?"

With doubts, he took out the torch and stepped into the kitchen, not far from the humans.

The light of the fire dispels the darkness.

Reflect the appearance of the man's body.

This is a middle-aged male.

There is no clothing on the body, not a single strand.

His complexion looked extremely pale, and he was opening his bloodshot eyes, his mouth was wide open, and his facial expression was full of fear, as if he had experienced something painful and terrifying.

It is clear.

This is a dead body.

Apart from the tragic facial expression, his chest was hollowed out, and the surrounding area was bloody, as if his heart had been dug out. From the outside, it was empty inside.

not only that.