Will Be Me

So who the hell are you?

Use the brain that has passed n years of compulsory education to try to sort out the logic.

but……

Grazing decided to give up thinking.

As if she had finished speaking, she(?) fell silent.

There was a long silence, guessing that the time was almost up, Chi Cao spoke first.

"what are you waiting for?"

"What are you waiting for?" She (?) asked back, without waiting for Grass to answer, she said with a smile:

"Almost, it's time to get rid of you!

Don't think I didn't realize that every time you die four or five times, you will become weaker!Now that my physical strength has recovered, you will die twenty times at most, and you will become as weak as a baby! "

"That's right..." He ate grass instead of retreating.

"Ho Ho, didn't you run away but came towards me?"

"Don't get closer to you...how can I catch you!!"

Eating Grass pounced, firmly grasping her (?) waist, shifting her body slightly to avoid the attack of piercing the joints, and allowing the scalpel to penetrate the body.

"Shoot me!!!"

Graze and shout.

At this time, there should be bullets immediately.

It's just that the teammates didn't cooperate very well.

A group of agents arrived here a little too late, but they also heard Grazing's words, and shot at Grazing without saying a word.

A bunch of bullets pierced the air, sifting Grass and Serena(?) together.

After Serena was beaten into a sieve, a dense mist spread from her body, covering the entire clinic in an instant.

.........

When Eating Grass regained consciousness again, the level dropped by another level.

[Enter the copy:? ? ? 】

"Copy?"

The surrounding environment changed completely, and he found himself in a wilderness.

Eating Grass moved his body, stripped off the rags on his body, and found a piece of clothing from the system backpack.

Under the sparse grass leaves, there is a smear of bright red soil. It looks strange to eat grass, so I grabbed it.

Bloody smell.

After holding the soil in front of him, he smelled a small smell of blood.

Thick, blood-like fluid seeped out of it, staining the grass-eating palms red.

"vomit."

He ate grass and threw it away without taking it seriously.

The world is about science, and this kind of thing is obviously not blood, it is probably just some kind of mineral fluid similar to blood.

The surrounding area is so clean, only some grass, not even a corpse, how could it be blood.

Wiping his hands with the clothes he took off before, he walked in a random direction.

.........

A group of wolf cavalry appeared at the end of the bloody wasteland, and they rode forward at high speed on their pig-like mounts.

"Stop!!" The leading wolf cavalry had scars on his eyes, and his clothes were obviously higher than the other wolf cavalry.

hum chirping

The pig-like mount stopped slowly, and upon closer inspection, there were still many differences. The four slender legs were covered with scales, and the hooves had sharp horns, which looked like lizard nails.

The Scareyed werewolf jumped from his mount.

This werewolf looked quite strong, with a layer of gray down on the whole body, but it didn't look so thick, but a thin layer of gray covered the body.

Only the shoulders and joints of the hands and feet had a thick layer of gray-black hair. The wolf's head was slender, and it was not as round as a human's head at all. This werewolf didn't seem to have a big brain.

He grabbed the torn clothes on the ground, put them in front of his nose and sniffed them, his eyes half-closed where the scars were, showing a sly gleam.

"The smell of humanity."

"Boss, are we going to catch up?"

"Catch up, but don't kill, human, ally."

The scar-eyed werewolf remounted the beast mount.

Looking into the distance, there seems to be a small black spot at the end of the line of sight.

.........

Eating Grass is walking with its tongue out.

This vast plain that smelled of blood was far bigger than he had imagined.

Moreover, the temperature has risen a lot compared to the original world, about the temperature of spring, which made him change another clothes, which were a little thinner.

The ground trembled slightly, Grazing Grass looked back subconsciously, and then froze.

A group of huskies riding pigs rushed over, no, not huskies, but werewolves.

The group of werewolves stopped beside him and surrounded him.

"(*unknown language)"

The werewolf with the scarred eyes spoke an incomprehensible language, not any language that the grass knew.

"What are you talking about?"

Following the sound of grazing, the werewolves exchanged a few words with each other.

Scareye Werewolf:

"What did he say?"

cavalry a:

"Boss, I've heard it, it's an ancient human saying, but I don't know it."

cavalry b:

"It seems to be a language that has only recently become popular. Yes, their tribal leader forced them to use it."

cavalry c:

"Stupid! It's not the tribal leader, it's the emperor, or a weak woman."

Scar-Eyed Werewolf: "Who can speak this language?"

Cavalry b: "Boss, I, try."

After eating grass and seeing them teasing for a long time, they finally found a werewolf who looked like nothing special.

cavalry b:

"Companions, humans, follow, we, home, go back."

This time I can understand eating grass.

They seemed not very familiar with human language, they ate grass and calculated the surrounding environment, and said:

"it is good."

Cavalry b turned to the scar-eyed werewolf and said, "Humans, he agrees."

"Let's go," said the scar-eyed werewolf.

The scar-eyed werewolf let Chicao share a ride with a thin werewolf, and after walking around a few times, he took Chicao to their tribe.

The pig's back is not very comfortable. Even though the bottom of the butt is full of fat, the smell of the werewolf in front of him still makes the grazing block the senses.

"The patrol is complete. Let's go back and take the humans to meet the tribal leader, priests, and humans."

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Volume Two: Chapter 140 Five

The outer circle of the tribe is a fence made of wood and bones, and the inside is a simple house dominated by thatched cottages. Werewolves walk through the gaps between the thatched cottages, and there is arable land planted with dark purple rhizomes not far away.

Different from the primitive environment, the werewolves were well equipped, with a lot of iron tools, and even farming used iron tools.

"Human, it's human." The werewolf farmer put down his iron hoe, looked at the grass and whispered.

Other women, children, old people, adults, and young people all looked at this novel visitor at the same time, but quickly looked away.

"Ordinary humans, not mages." A werewolf mage said.

Human beings should belong to human beings.

After entering the werewolf village, the scar-eyed werewolf immediately sent someone to eat grass to meet the human messenger, which was sent by the allied human forces.

"Oh, my werewolf friends, let me see what you have brought."

In a thatched hut that looked relatively solid, a man with red hair and green eyes greeted him enthusiastically, speaking in a way that eating grass could not understand.

"Allies of Humanity, we have brought the Lost Humans," said the werewolf in the same language.

"My countryman? That would be great, may I have a few words with him alone?"

The red-haired man habitually used human conversation etiquette, but this only made the werewolf shake his head, and there was a hint of confusion in his eyes.

"...What you do with this human is up to you. I'll go first." The werewolf didn't continue to understand the red-haired man's words, and left after finishing his purpose of coming here.

Now, there are only two people left in this small broken room, a player eating grass, and a mysterious red-haired man behind.