"Ah? Are you calling me? What do you mean by whole life?"

"I boil it!"

The sudden sound startled Ful, causing him to brake subconsciously and hit his head on the steering wheel with a bang.

"Hiss...it hurts like hell."

Fortunately, he was not driving too fast now, otherwise there would have been a traffic accident just now. Although there is no traffic policeman here to issue a ticket to him, if the car overturns, he will be dead.

wrong! That's not the problem!

Fu'er covered his head and looked at the container box tightly tied to the passenger seat. At some point, the box opened by itself?

From it, on the stone slab, a looming figure emerged, and the "little man" was looking at him curiously.

"Are you okay? It looks like you were hit hard? Oh, it's a big bump."

"It's okay, it's okay. My physique is good now. This minor injury will be fine in a few hours. No! Who the hell are you!"

"Warning! Article [-] of the Employee Code: Employees are prohibited from swearing without the permission of Station Manager Nero. The Station Manager said it! No swearing is allowed without his permission! It will teach bad children!"

"Uh…………"

What the hell? Where did the webmaster come from?

Still Nero? Are you a weirdo too?

"Then...who are you?"

"Me? As you can see, I am loved and recognized by every station member. I help everyone in their daily lives. I am deeply trusted by everyone..."

"…………"

"Who am I?"

"I seem to have forgotten..."

The villain thought for a long time, and then began to fall into confusion.

"Who am I? Christopher? No, that guy likes to watch soap operas, I don't. Wendy? No, she is a woman, I am a man... No... Am I a man? It should be Yeah...why do some people seem to call me sister?"

"who I am……"

"Etc., etc!"

Seeing that the other party was getting more and more confused, and even the slate itself began to shine with a strange light, Fu'er felt that if the other party continued to struggle, something would happen.

"If you don't know who you are, why don't you think about it? Why do you care so much about a name?"

"But...names are very important...do you know my name?"

"Uh, I don't know."

"Then I'll think about it myself..."

"No! Anyway, you can't remember it now anyway, so why don't I give you a name to use first! How about changing it back when you remember it?"

In order to avoid accidents, Fu'er made up his mind to let this guy's mood stabilize first.

"I remember how they called you...oh yes! Louisiana Slate! Your name is Louisiana Slate!"

"Uh... But this isn't a person's name..."

"Look at you like this...are you human?"

"That seems to be the case...but this name..."

"Then let's call them the Louisiana Slate People! Just call them [Slate People]! That'll do!"

"Although I feel that you are perfunctory with me, let's leave it like that for now. Anyway, I feel like I can't remember my name for a while."

Phew—I was finally appeased.

Although I gave the other party a random name, no matter what, it was enough to fool him.

While the other party was still struggling with his name, Fu Erzai looked around the storage box carefully to see if he had accidentally touched it when he tied him up just now.

Also, how do you use this thing?

He had to find a way to shut this damn thing back down again, otherwise God knows what trouble would happen along the way.

"By the way, do you know what you are?"

"Uh...don't know."

"Your answer left me speechless."

While Fu Er found a topic to chat with the other party, he untied the restraints of the storage box, lifted it up, and looked carefully to see if there were any hidden buttons or anything.

But unfortunately, it seems that there is no such thing.

But I did look at a small logo again.

[C]

Does it represent the current level of distortion? He remembered saying in the tent that under normal circumstances, the distortion of this stone slab would be [D].

Was it activated by something?

When he saw this thing in the tent, it seemed that the opening and closing were controlled by external equipment. He really didn't know how to start it manually.

Is it possible to use voice?

"Activate the containment box. Close the containment box? System activation?"

Not moving.

Well, it doesn’t look like it’s through voice anymore.

"What are you doing? What is this box?"

"Uh... don't worry about it. Look at your fragile shell. I'm going to find a safety device for you~"

Fu'er lied decisively.

"Oh, by the way, why don't you keep going? There seems to be something chasing you from behind."

"What?"

Fu'er quickly looked back. About seven or eight hundred meters away, there were nearly fifty or sixty water-praying shadows roaring and running towards Fu'er's position.

"I boil it!"

When did you catch up? Why so fast? You must have been racing for more than an hour just now. How long did it take you to stop?

"Let's go, let's go! I don't want to play Commando again among the monsters."

Decisively press the accelerator to the bottom, and a new round of escape begins.

"Mr. Ful, is it really okay?"

In the retreating convoy, Victory asked Yan Shang.

"Don't worry, at least compared to some of the weird border rules, this border is relatively safe. And I have contacted the camp and am urging the border inspection team as soon as possible, so that when we arrive at the camp, we can Call in a plane to rescue Ful."

"Although his communication signal can no longer be received here due to insufficient coverage of the signal tower, the positioning system we installed is still working. According to estimates, he will probably bypass the Great Rift Valley and return to the camp. Car The supplies on board are enough for him.”

"And don't look at his young age. You can see his fighting prowess. As long as there is a car to ensure that he is not surrounded by monsters, a few water-praying shadows should not be able to do anything to him."

Yan Shang closed the tablet in his hand that showed the other party's location, and then sighed.

Even though he said that, he still couldn't help but worry.

This guy looks exactly like that bitch Harts. As long as he can't die, he will do it. Looking back on the past few years in the branch, Hartz has been admitted to his own intensive care unit for various reasons countless times, and every time he has been cured with great difficulty. The memory comes back again soon, and I can't help but feel dizzy.

Hartz, can't you teach me something good?

Although Hartz is also innocent, this is not what he taught.

In short, after returning to the camp, before setting off to rescue Ful, you should bring all the life-saving gadgets.

After all, my ability can save lives, but if something more bizarre happens, I have to rely on other things to help.

"Anyway, we can only hope that he will arrive safely, and that nothing will happen to the container, right?"

Victory also sighed and looked into the distance through the car window.

Don't know what to think.

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