Daily life of the hero of fast time travel

Su Mo covered his mouth with one hand, held his breath, and looked at where the sound was coming from, while Arthur looked there warily.

The group of sub-orcs didn't seem to notice this side, and walked towards the mountain.

The two followed quickly. To be precise, it was Arthur holding Su Mo in one hand.

It was soon seen that they entered the cave, and then brought out some things, and then left.

Arthur and Su Mo looked at each other, and after the group of sub-orcs left, Arthur rushed over with a swish, swish twice, killed two guards, and then led Su Mo into the cave.

With the faint light, Su Mo was surprised that there were a lot of injections stored in this somewhat modern abandoned well.

In other words, not long ago, maybe ten years, maybe 50 years, maybe 100 years, there were human beings in this place?

"No, it doesn't have to be human beings, maybe there are other things." After Su Mo finished speaking, he searched for traces of human existence. It would be easy if he had a notepad or something.

But after searching and searching, there is still no trace of them. Those human beings seem to appear and disappear out of thin air.

There was a voice outside, and Arthur quickly hid Su Mo in his arms.

The sub-orcs seemed to have discovered the death of the guards, and they checked carefully. They were relieved when they saw that the injections were intact. One sub-orc went back and informed that two sub-orcs were on guard here.

Arthur made a decisive attack and killed the three sub-orcs.

"It would be great if these things could be transported back to the Yumo Tribe." Su Mo sighed. Now these things are indeed a big problem. If they cannot be transported back, they can only be destroyed.

Arthur frowned, turned his head to look at the injection, and immediately made up his mind: "Destroy it."

Su Mo froze for a moment, then nodded, "Okay."

With a bang, Arthur turned into a boa constrictor, and a mouthful of flames spewed out. Only the crackling sound was heard. The tens of thousands of injections and spare solutions hidden here were burned to death.

Arthur and Su Mo packed up a few of them, and planned to take them away, but who knew, a door burned out in the flames.

The two looked at each other and rushed in. By the light of the fire, the two saw a large secret room with some messy things inside.

From the papers scattered on the ground, Su Mo was stunned for a moment, picked them up and checked them, but found that he didn't recognize them all.

"What's going on here?" Su Mo was shocked, "What language are these writings?"

This language has never been seen before, it is not a Greek alphabet, it is not a pictograph, it is a kind of writing that he has never seen before in his concept.

"Arthur, don't the suborcs have words?" Su Mo looked at Arthur.

Arthur looked at himself on the paper, and then glanced at the scattered papers on the ground: "I haven't seen it before. Take it back and study it first."

After walking out, the two looked at the mess, ignored it, and left with the information and the few injections left.

Returning safely to the Yumo Tribe, Su Mo took the witch doctor to study these things with great concentration.

Time slipped away little by little, without the Luohua Tribe to rely on, and no way to continue to attack the Yumo Tribe, so they had to hide in the Luohua Tribe honestly.

Sita was very annoyed, walked into the cell, and grabbed a human: "Damn it, how can those things be made?"