Global Erosion: Non-Human Claims to Be My Mr.

"Oh!".

"We don't need to tell you tomorrow."

"You should also know how many seeds have been released tomorrow."

"Who can guarantee that person is on this list?"

Snapped!

Mingri was casual and threw the list in front of Wa and Panshi.

None of the three major organizations took the initiative to look through the list.

"The key is..."

"Field Battlefield".

"We'd better start...from the field battlefield where all of humanity must enter."

"If we can win over the Shadow Clan, I'm sure we'll get twice the result with half the effort."

The leader of Nuwa lightly tapped the table with his fingers, glanced at the other two organizations, and spoke with a slight movement of his red lips.

"Yujiao"

"It's easy for you to say!".

"Will Shadow Clan stand on the side of humans?"

On the rock side, someone half-raised his eyelids and spoke coldly to the leader Wa.

"Jieshi".

"Are you all a bunch of fools with strong limbs and simple minds?"

Yu Jiao folded her hands over her chest, rolled her eyes, and was quite speechless.

The innocent people in Rock who were shot: “…”

Jieshi felt Mingri's gaze coming over and his face suddenly turned dark and blue.

"Okay!".

"Yujiao, please say less."

"Jieshi, calm down too."

"You know Yujiao's mouth!"

"Let's just talk nicely, why make things so awkward."

Before he finished speaking, two cold snorts rang out at the same time.

Yujiao and Jieshi spoke one after another.

Yujiao: "Yi Yu".

"Mind your own business!".

Jieshi: "A dog catching a rat!".

Yi Yu, who had brought trouble upon himself, had a distorted expression on his face.

Ah!

When he is willing to take care of it.

A bunch of inferior products that should all be sent for reformation...

No matter how much he was thinking, Yi Yu did not show it on his face.

Pooh!

Upon hearing this, Yujiao and Jieshi both spit and thought to themselves.

The weasel greets the rooster!

Who knows that tomorrow he wants to share the food of Nuwa and the rock.

The leaders of the three organizations faced each other with hypocritical smiles on their faces, and no one was willing to give in.

While trying to win over the Shadow Clan, Qin Mo gained a lot of time to grow.

The next time the domain battlefield opens will be in eight days.

Qin Mo must return to the Novice Town within the final deadline of eight days, otherwise he will have to use his meager human strength to fight against the surging and violent black fog.

And at this moment, he had just arrived at his destination.

Where is the Black Mist Node?

Qin Mo looked around, trying to find the incarnation of the black fog node.

"Look!".

"Even if I tell you where the black fog node is and what it looks like."

"You may not find it."

The Lord of Thunder Pond shrugged and chuckled.

Yong Zhou glanced at the Lord of Lei Chi, turned his head away and did not respond.

"Aren't you leaving?".

The Lord of Lei Chi asked a question and turned to look at the man and the figure sitting on the ground.

"Where's my share?"

The Lord of Lei Chi stretched out his hand and directly asked for the food in Qin Mo's hand, without feeling embarrassed at all.

"Follow us, will you?".

Qin Mo asked as he turned to the foreign boy who was biting into the jerky.

"There is food and drink."

"Is it not good?".

The Lord of Lei Chi paused, tilted his head and asked back.

Before Qin Mo could reply, Yong Zhou suddenly spoke up:

"Welcome to join us!".

“Eat more…eat more…”

The repulsion emanating from Yong Zhou's behavior disappeared, and his eyes narrowed slightly with a strange smile on his face.

It’s like the wolf grandmother who tricked Little Red Riding Hood in the fairy tale.

The Lord of the Thunder Pond became suspicious and stared again and again at the eternal daylight which seemed to be unusual.

"It's not too late for you to leave now."

Qin Mo shifted his gaze away from Yong Zhou, concealed the helplessness in his eyes, and gave some advice.

"No going!".

After swallowing the last bit of dried meat in his mouth, the Lord of Lei Chi said in a firm tone.

"Oh~"

"Then don't regret it."

The curve of Yong Zhou's mouth suddenly rose several degrees as he spoke.

"Click...Click!".

"I won't regret it."

"I know you are involved in a lot of trouble, but since I have decided to follow you, I naturally have my own considerations."

The Lord of Lei Chi took a bite of the mist pear and spoke frankly.

The other party had made it clear enough, so Qin Mo said no more.