Apocalypse Gold Farm

"Wu Tong, show them a show of cutting gold and breaking jade." Bai Yesheng snorted coldly, turned his head to Wu Tong and said, "Cut this iron rod into eighteen segments!"

"Chirp!" Wutong threw down the mutated earthworm and jumped up, as if throwing a toy snake casually, very casually.

The mutated earthworm was lying alone in the middle of the floor. Except for Bai Yesheng, everyone else couldn't help staring at it, for fear that it would suddenly jump up and give someone a bite. It would be a terrible thing.

They are all civilians. They usually process data, distribute documents, and appease the public on the Internet.

The iron rod was taken in the warehouse. At that time, Bai Yesheng was thinking of practicing it for Wutong after returning home. He also had to continue practicing his abilities. , I just caught myself blind, so I still have to make myself stronger.

The iron rod was thrown heavily on the ground, and the floor made a bang bang sound, and one could tell it was solid.

The sycamore stretched out its claws and cut it into two pieces first. The section was smooth and neat, just like cutting tofu.Then came four yuan, eight yuan, 16 yuan...

The others were stunned, and now they had a new understanding of Wutong's strength, and they had to re-evaluate in their hearts.But Wutong was still counting, and he still knew how to add and subtract within twenty, and found that two pieces were missing, so he made two more strokes.

Pure iron is actually not that hard, but the iron rod that Bai Yesheng found is not pure iron, but similar to an alloy. The hardness is not as strong as pure steel, but it is not much worse. It seemed that the incision was smooth and smooth. Anyway, even if they were given a piece of tofu to cut like this, they couldn't do it like this.

"Did you see that? I'm usually stuck on Wutong, otherwise if I let him do it, you all have to play. I'm keeping a low profile and I don't want Wutong to cause trouble, otherwise who can bully me!" Bai Yesheng said, "Myopia , now you can reconsider and speak again."

Myopia subconsciously swallowed his saliva, he couldn't see clearly the expressions on the faces of the fat leader and Qiu Zhangdeng, but was frightened by Wutong's method, and actually changed his mouth, "Okay, I said. "

The leader of the fat man glanced at Bai Yesheng secretly, and his thoughts were unclear.

But Bai Yesheng didn't take him seriously. Today he was deliberately looking for an opportunity for Wutong to perform. If such a smart Wutong was taken away by force, ordinary things might not be able to control him, and he might even take the initiative to hurt people.

He just wanted to let some people know that although Wutong is smart, not everyone can think about it. It is better to interrupt some thoughts actively, otherwise you will be hurt when the time comes, don't say that you don't know.

Especially people like Qiu Zhang, if they really want to confront him head-on, they will definitely be cowardly, but as long as there is an opening, they will definitely take advantage of it without hesitation.At that time, the people from Qiu Zhang's side were in charge of the team going to R city for the first time, commanding and arranging, didn't they just operate it by themselves, which gave Yu Daqing a lot of benefits.

"Great-grandfather has a skill and a magic weapon, but we haven't seen it before, only his two apprentices know about it." Myopia said dejectedly, "Great-grandfather is very optimistic about Niu Laosan, and plans to pass on the skill to him. He, we all feel that if Niu Lao San can learn it, we will definitely learn it in the future."

"For a long time, you don't know anything." Bai Yesheng said.

Myopia is a bit embarrassing, if it's just that, it's okay, the most important thing is that they didn't know that the old man turned their parents and relatives into zombies.

"Burying parents and relatives alive and turning them into zombies is not a good practice." Bai Yesheng said lightly, "Okay, in fact, that's all I know, you guys continue to talk."

He patted his ass and left, and the rest of the people couldn't ask any more questions, so they shut down myopia and others.

Coming out of the office building, Bai Yesheng immediately took Wutong home.

According to myopia, the so-called great-grandfather was originally just a big jumper, and occasionally there will be efficacious things happening. It is said that it is an ability passed down from the family. I suddenly realized the above exercises.

At that time, people in the whole village were in a panic. Some people turned into zombies, and their relatives were reluctant to kill them. They just locked them up, and many people went to beg their grandfather.

Bai Yesheng felt that the formation that the old man used should be learned from the so-called ancient books.

Back home, the mute was peeling edamame in the yard. A little chick approached him, screaming and wanting to eat it, but the mute didn't give it to him. The little chicken gave him a contemptuous look, turned and ran away.

"I have something to do when I go back to the house." Bai Yesheng hurried into the house. After thinking about it, the house was not safe, so he went into the cellar with a flashlight.

At that time, he got two things from the old man, one was a thread-bound book and the other was a tortoise shell.

He hid the thing well after he got it back, and he didn't pay much attention to it at first, but now he heard myopia say this, Bai Yesheng felt that this thing was very dangerous, if someone got it, if he killed someone like the old man, it would be a crime up.

And the most important thing is that there are too many dangers outside. If people can really use their lives to create a relatively safe place, I believe that many people will not be able to control the seeds of demons in their hearts.

The thread-bound book is really simple, and Bai Yesheng didn't read it when he got it, thinking that the old man could make an antique fake, but now it seems that it is the real thing.

It's just that the ancient characters on the cover were not recognizable, so Bai Yesheng curled his lips and opened it.

"Corpse refinement. The living person needs to hold his breath, let him hold his breath and feign death, bury him alive... enter... what words are written so vaguely that he can't see clearly. Oh, and there are blueprints, which are made of gloomy wood. They need to be chopped It’s in the shape of a nail, and there’s a picture of eight trigrams...these are stars, and you need to know how to read the sky..." Bai Yesheng only read a few pages, and he was dizzy, and he couldn't understand many characters.

I don't know how the old man understands it. He doesn't seem to be very educated. Do archaeologists need to study this stuff?

After realizing that he couldn't read it, Bai Yesheng casually flipped through it, and found that the back seemed to be different.

"Why does this thing look like it has something to do with bringing the dead back to life?" Bai Yesheng was puzzled, "Wutong, do you think the old man can't understand this thing, he just messed around according to his own ideas, so he made that Harmful formation?"

"Chirp!" Indus tilted his head, puzzled.

"If that's the case, then this book can't be burned casually." Bai Yesheng rubbed his chin and thought for a while, put the book aside, picked up the tortoise shell and knocked on it, and began to study it.

This thing is hard, knock Weng Weng, other can not see any difference.

Wutong also came over to have a look, tentatively imitating Bai Yesheng, raised his paw, and tapped with... the back of the paw, there was a bang bang, but there was no other response.

"Why don't we find something to try?" Bai Yesheng thought about it and decided to do an experiment.

Don't need people, use another head office, right?

"Chirp!" Indus also ran out of the cellar, barking all over the place.

As far as living things are concerned, the chickens at home, Bai Yesheng will definitely not be willing to part with them, even fertilized eggs and eggs, even if they are their own dishes... well, the dishes are different after all, they can't talk and have no other feelings, I don't want my own chickens , now they have all learned how to ask for food from the dumb, and they can also play tantrums. Those mutated guys are becoming more and more like individuals in some aspects.

In the end, Bai Yesheng went to the vegetable field to pick the vegetables himself, and found a radish with a crooked neck. This radish grew in a corner, and there happened to be a stone there. It was very difficult when the radish sprouted, and it became even more difficult when it started to grow roots. So much so that now not only is the neck crooked, but the shape is also very strange, anyway, it can no longer be described as ugly.

"That's all." Bai Yesheng ran back to the cellar excitedly holding the carrot.

"Chirp!" Indus pulled out a black piece of wood from nowhere, thin and sharp at the top.

The gloomy wood is not gloomy, and Bai Yesheng didn't know it anyway, so he took the black wood and found a pleasing place on the radish and poked it in.

I took out the book and read it. I feel that I have to follow the gossip directions to confirm the right time and place. Bai Yesheng... I don’t know how to read the sky. Knowing the Big Dipper is very good, but it’s broad daylight, and I can’t see the stars at all. As for the orientation, he didn't even know where the center point was, so he took a carrot and placed it anywhere.

The back of the book was to be buried in the soil. Bai Yesheng was very worried about the soil. He always felt that there were mutant earthworms everywhere, so he found a few rags to cover it.

"I still have to use cinnabar to draw formations." Bai Yesheng remembered that grandma had cinnabar here, and there were quite a few of them. It was that kind of bright vermilion. Woke up.

Pulling it out again, Bai Yesheng took a piece of white cloth and drew according to the blueprint.

"Chirp!" Wu Tong also held a small brush, dipped it in cinnabar and tapped it.

Spread a white cloth around the radish, and finally release your blood essence.

"I guess it's the very precious essence and blood in Cultivator Almighty's body, but I definitely don't have it, so let's just spit..." Bai Yesheng muttered.

Indus followed suit, and just opened its mouth to vomit, then quickly covered its mouth with its wings.

He was about to spit sparks, and realized that something would be burned, so he changed it and spit.

Coming out of the cellar, recalling the absurd things he did, Bai Yesheng himself was speechless, "This is too hasty, if this can be successful, it means that I am a genius. If it is not successful... Isn't that a matter of course... "

Forget about this matter, Bai Yesheng asked the mute to toss and eat.

Braised edamame is not complicated, mainly because Bai Yesheng plans to marinate some eggs.

The chickens at home are well-fed, and they are all free-range. Except for a few eggs laid by ordinary chickens, which are left for the hens to hatch, the rest of the veterinarians are picked out and kept for themselves to eat. I can't eat a few personally, and the rest will go bad if left for a long time.

But before eating eggs, Bai Yesheng had to use a flashlight to see clearly.

Some fertilized eggs are mutated when they are fertilized, and their vitality is particularly tenacious. Even at room temperature, they will be forced to hatch. This kind of eggs can be easily distinguished after being left for a period of time.

Bai Yesheng will pick these out and send them to the chicken coop to hatch, and when the time comes, they will be born as mutated chickens.

"Chirp!" Wu Tong also squatted beside him, carefully touching the eggs with his paws, and then couldn't help swallowing. He likes to eat scrambled eggs very much, and he can eat a lot every time.

Pick the eggs, and start cooking them. After they are cooked, take them out and scratch some marks, and start to marinate them.

Bai Yesheng took the time to call Qian Qiang, "Did you find the vacuum machine and the packaging bag? You can't do nothing and go online as a troll, right?"

"Ah... I didn't..." Qian Qiang was a little guilty, but soon became tough again, "My brother helped me find it. When you want it, I will send it to you!"

"I want it now, and send it to the entrance of the village. This time I won't come in a broken car, will I be besieged halfway?" Bai Yesheng asked with a smile.

Hanging up the phone over there, Qianqiang might feel that he has lost face.

"Let's get ready, someone will come later." Bai Yesheng said.