When the apocalypse comes, bring your handsome men to build infrastructure.

Fortunately, the helicopter controlled by Baitao did not crash in the end, but gradually became stable.

Qin Jian also recovered from the deafness and tinnitus and slowly stood firm.

The men under her control were not affected at all. They just stood there blankly, staring ahead with empty eyes.

The screaming attacks of the squirming flying insects became weaker and weaker, and in the end, they were too weak to pose a threat.

Every piece of its flesh was burnt to a crisp by the incendiary agent stuck to its body, and it could no longer rise again.

After a long time, Qin Jian and Baitao recovered from the catastrophe.

"Is it over?"

Baitao asked cautiously.

"Probably……"

Qin Jian asked Baitao to close the cabin door, and then let go of Lin Yuze's control first. He had the least strength, and it was best to control it if he lost control.

As soon as Qin Jian let go of control, Lin Yuze quickly woke up.

He opened his eyes, and for a moment he didn't realize where he was or what he was doing.

He scratched his head in a daze and looked around, subconsciously looking for traces of Qin Jian.

Qin Jian came to his side, stretched out her hand and waved it in front of his eyes, and asked him in a low voice.

"Lin Yuze, are you okay? Do you recognize who I am?"

"He is a biased and evil master."

Lin Yuze pursed his lips and said without hesitation.

Well, it's okay.

Qin Jian rubbed his head with a smile and gradually released the control of others.

"...???"

"What happened just now? Am I not flying a plane?"

"Oh, I had a dream about delicious blood."

"Гoлoвa 6oлnt. (Some headache)."

It seems that everyone has woken up and the matter has been resolved.

After Little Mint lost control of it, she immediately flew to Qin Jian's side and rubbed her little head against Qin Jian's palm.

Qin Jian felt a little itchy from being rubbed by it, and stretched out two fingers to scratch its chin.

It's late autumn now, and the little owl's fur is denser, soft and fluffy, and very easy to touch.

Cola also came close to him wagging his tail, clinging to Qin Jian's legs like a cat, tripping and acting coquettishly at all times, so that Qin Jian could not favor one over the other.

People who are both cats (eagles) and dogs also have sweet troubles.

Zhang Yan seemed to remember what had happened before. He was frightened and a little guilty, and moved closer to Qin Jian. Qin Jian had no choice but to touch his hair to soothe his injured heart.

Seeing Zhang Yan competing for favor, Lin Yuze gave up. He also came over and squeezed Zhang Yan away, letting Qin Jian also touch his head.

Zhang Yan was pushed away, so naturally he refused and slapped Lin Yuze in the face with his backhand.

Seeing that the two were about to fight again, Qin Jian quickly touched Lin Yuze's head and stretched out his hand to separate the two.

The two of them were very unconvinced that they were separated by Qin Jian, but Qin Jian asked them to stop fighting. They could only sit angrily on the seats of the helicopter one after another, sulking.

But here, Qin Jian had just separated Zhang Yan and Lin Yuze. When Victor saw that both of them had received the head-touching service, he half-crouched beside Qin Jian and begged to be touched.

There was no way, he was too tall, Qin Jian couldn't touch his hair unless he squatted down.

"..."

Well, it always felt a little weird to see Victor competing for favor, but Qin Jian still touched his soft hair.

Hehe, like a golden retriever.

But if Victor looks like a dog, Qin Jian thinks he should look like a Caucasian dog, right?

A big and fierce dog that protects its owner, Victor is very suitable to be described.

Qin Jian's thoughts couldn't help but go a little far.

Bai Tao saw that all the flying worms were burned out, so he chose an open space that was both pleasing to his eyes and close to him and landed.

She parked the plane happily, and when she turned around, she saw the group of people near Qin Jian begging to be touched, especially the oppressive tall power user who was also begging for touch. Bai Tao's eyes straightened.

Is this still possible?

If only I had a big dog to pet.

Refers to a real dog.

However, there were still some follow-up matters to be dealt with, and Baitao had to send a message to Yan Falcon. She looked in Qin Jian's direction and called Yan Falcon absentmindedly.

But the strange thing is that even though the flying worm has been solved by them, there is still no way to connect the communication.

"That's really weird. It can't be that thing that's not dead, right?"

Thinking of this, Baitao murmured and scratched his head: "Maybe the communication at the seaside is not good?"

Then he put the matter behind him and happily shouted to Qin Jian:

"Sister Qin, it's time for us to go down and take a look at the situation."

Qin Jian withdrew his stroking hand, coughed twice, and asked everyone to get off the plane to check on the flying worm.

Although Qin Jian had confirmed that the opponent was dead on the battlefield sand table, he still did not relax his vigilance and came to the body of the flying worm that had been burnt to coke, dried and crumbled to confirm the situation.

Baitao got a clothes-drying rod from nowhere, stretched out the clothes-drying rod and poked at the body of the flying worm.

Well, I couldn't be more dead, it felt like crispy charcoal.

Qin Jian asked Yu Bo to step forward and crush the body of the flying worm to see if there were any useful things inside, such as crystal nuclei or something.

Qin Jian tried to use his own crystal core to collect supernatural powers, but he didn't receive anything.

The corpses of the worms were all worms, but Qin Jian still saw the shape of a human face and a small amount of human tissue. Those tissues were burned together with the flying worms.

Qin Jian sent Zhang Yan and Lin Yuze to help Yu Bo find things.

After the three of them rummaged for a long time, Qin Jianzhen found a worm-shaped crystal core among the charred remains of the corpse.

Qin Jian asked Zhang Yan to pick up the crystal core and hand it to him for a closer look.

This "crystal core" is about the length and thickness of an adult woman's little finger. It is made of blood-red transparent material on the outside, but white blood flows on the inside. It looks very bad.

Baitao stretched out her neck and glanced at this thing, then backed away in disgust.

"This thing doesn't feel like a good thing."

Even the careless Baitao felt that it was not a good thing, and Qin Jian naturally felt it even more.

But she always felt that this thing might be useful. She didn't know where it would be useful, she just had this intuition.

Besides, this thing doesn’t look good at first sight, and it’s not suitable to be thrown outside. What if it is picked up by other animals or people?

So she simply took this thing into her own space.

The flying worms here have been solved. Logically speaking, Qin Jian should be relieved, but Qin Jian's heart was even tighter.

Her sixth sense told her that things were far from being as simple as they were now.

"Master! Here."

Yu Bo's voice suddenly came from far away. Qin Jian temporarily gave up thinking about the bad thoughts and turned to look in the direction where Yu Bo was standing.

His finger pointed in one direction, and even though he had been hit with a cane countless times and was used to seeing all kinds of human limbs, the aftermath, which had always been very calm, had a tremor in his voice.

The direction of the aftermath is blocked by various rocks, making it difficult to see clearly.

Qin Jian and his party could only move their legs and came to where Yu Bo stood.

Following the direction of his finger, Qin Jian saw an unforgettable scene of hell.