[Comprehensive] Full-level boss pretending to be new

Aluka and Mamaroot form a deep revolutionary friendship.

Qi Ya and Mi Ji also had a tacit understanding.

However, the ultimate task of hunting for the White Flame was not completed as quickly as Irmi thought.

According to his thinking, after finding the guide, there is no need to use his brain. He just needs to follow behind the guide, find the place where the white fire will appear, and dive underwater to grab one or a few.

Love a little bit, love to eat, how to end the battle within three days.

However, after the snowball fight on the first day of landing, the situation went in a direction he could not understand.

"Why are you so proficient?"

Mi Ji looked at the well-adapted Alluka and Qi Ya with despair on their faces: "Why did a simple fish catch become the current wild survival game."

The Yier fans who walked at the end gave Miji a thumbs up in their hearts.

Yes, why did they follow Mama Root and learn how to survive in extreme environments.

Does this have anything to do with catching white fire?really?

"It's just a trifle."

Qi Ya was still lamenting that if they had too many people this time, it might become the training that group of students received. In addition to dealing with external enemies, they also had to find out who was the traitor.

Compared with that kind of hard fighting environment, it is much easier now.

"Just get used to it."

Yalujia comforted Miji: "Look, except for Curt, we have all the generations of the enemy who beat the enemy. If you think about it this way, do you feel comforted?"

Absolutely not.

Mi Chi was still desperate, he pulled his hat tighter and put his ears inside: "That's the root, when can we catch fish?"

"We have to wait until Mr. Komaeda says yes."

The young patriarch said politely to Miji: "This is also the employer's intention, saying that Mr. Komaeda's wishes are the main ones in this event."

The implication is that you people should not think about catching the white fire and liberating it immediately.

"In that case...everyone, I have something to discuss with you."

At this moment, Mi Ji thought of an extremely terrifying possibility.

Just kidding, and then relying on Mr. Komaeda's wishes, they have to find every kind of beauty in person, and they have to train themselves in the process of finding, they just can't complete it after spending a whole year.

Especially among the seven beauties, there are six that clearly exist, and it is unknown how they will find that one.

Mi Ji murmured his own thoughts, and Yi Ermi quickly made up the table in his heart, and when he saw the last column symbolizing the number of nuns he had lost, he immediately spoke out.

"Miji is right."

He can spare part of his time to be crazy with the guests and play with his younger brother, but he has no reason to tie his life to it.

Mi Ji looked overjoyed: "In short, we must not follow Mr. Komaeda's pace."

"I am very different from you. I think this kind of travel is very interesting."

Alluka retorted that he was at an age where he could receive pocket money from home, and he didn't have the money-burning hobby of his two brothers. For him, the money was enough for him.

Compared with money, this kind of gathering together interests him more.

Qi Ya and Mi Ji's eyes were quite deep: "You are still a child, you don't understand anything."

"Now one to three, following the principle of the minority obeying the majority, Alluka's opinion can be ignored."

"Then think about it, how can we make Mr. Komaeda give up his plan to find beautiful women one by one."

They stayed on this vast snowfield for almost half a month. Afterwards, everyone was able to skillfully build a house for themselves with ice and snow, and also learned the unpopular knowledge of using stars to judge directions.

At least for most people, looking at the stars will only have the simple idea of ​​this brighter and that brighter, let them judge the direction, well, let's turn to the map or turn on the navigation.

"Good news, Mr. Komaeda said, tomorrow we can catch White Fire."

At dinner, the party sitting around the fire finally heard the exciting news.

"Yeah yeah!"

This is Qi Ya and Mi Ji.

This is Alluka.

Yier fans did not participate in this mentally handicapped performance. He divided the soup in the pot into similar portions, and then gave each younger brother a bowl: "Eat."

"There is a place where white fires often appear near here."

Yummy Root filled a bowl for himself, and said even better news: "If you're lucky tomorrow, you can catch it directly."

"Even if it's hidden under the sea, I'll dive down and catch it."

Qi Ya slapped Mi Ji's back vigorously: "Did you hear that! You'll catch one if you die!"

"Don't just plant a flag for yourself, okay? What kind of FLAG star's second prince are you?"

Mi Ji complained subconsciously: "It's fine to let nature take its course. Anyway, I can't find it tomorrow, and I can do it the day after tomorrow."

"Your technique of planting flags is even more superb."

However, the news that they could leave the ice field soon made the four people who were a little tired of the scenery feel a little bit happy.

"Mama Root, you have been staying here, have you never thought about going out?"

Drinking the soup in the bowl, Yalujia asked: "There are no entertainment facilities here, and all you see are similar things. Don't you all feel bored?"

"I went out for a while before, but I chose to come back later."

Mama Root fiddled with the flames: "When I was about the same age as Mi Chi, I didn't want to stay in this place for the rest of my life. Every time I saw the elders around me, it seemed like I could see my own future."

"Our family goes back and forth on this snow field, from life to death, from death to life, everyone's life is a small ring in a big ring..."

It sounds terrible, boring to suffocating.

Qi Ya and the others exchanged a look, and immediately reached a sympathy.

Yier fans who ignored them held the cup and quietly watched the hot air hovering over the mouth of the cup.

In fact, there is nothing terrible.

The same is true for the Hakka generations who beat the enemy, no different from these ethnic groups living on the ice sheet.

Everyone lives a similar life, with their personal consciousness suppressed extremely low, and the meaning of existence only exists in the surname in the name.

It doesn't matter what kind of thought the preceding name has.

"Then why did you choose to come back?" Alluka asked him again, "Because hearing what you said, it feels like you don't like it at all..."

"Maybe it's because I'm used to it."

Code Root paused for a moment: "According to those people outside, everyone has endless possibilities, and their choices affect their lives."

"But my roots are rooted in this land, I thought I got rid of its influence on me, in fact, when I stepped on this land again, that great sense of fate enveloped me Living."

"After that I chose to come back."

"Actually, life here is not as boring as it seems to the outside world. During the change of seasons, the general environment seems to be the same, but in fact every detail is different."

"There are no two identical leaves in the world, and there are no identical two seasons."

"Good, good philosophical statement."

Looking at the huge size of Mamalute, it is impossible to imagine that such words are said by a simple-looking and honest-looking person like him.

"Hahahaha, right?"

Scratching his head, Code Root's smile is in line with his steady temperament: "But everyone has their own ideas. I choose to leave and come back. It doesn't mean that I encourage others to be like me."

"Anyway, life is so short, how you live depends on the individual, whether you are happy or miserable, it is up to you to decide."

"It's almost time, rest early today, and tomorrow we have to get up early to catch the white fire."

As if he felt that he had talked too much, Mamalute urged the others to quickly get into their sleeping bags. He was the night watchman in the team and the only one who was still sitting by the firepit.

Ilmi looked at the snow-made ceiling above her head, without blinking her eyes, her dark pupils were like whirlpools, which could attract everything around her into it.

He said how he always felt that this size Lute looked familiar.

At the beginning, there was an assassination commission sent to the Hakkas who beat the enemy. After looking through the information of the assassination target, Yier fans gave up the commission.

The target strength is too strong, the entrusted amount is too small, and the cost performance is too low.

And that man is exactly Mama Root, but he is not the name on the information, except that the iconic bald head has not changed, it is estimated that Mama Root wearing animal skin is standing in front of his enemy, and the other party will not recognize him. come out.

Perhaps the outside world would not have imagined that the culprit who set off a bloody storm in the underworld would finally return to his hometown and act as a guide for a group of wealthy old ladies who had no place to spend.

Life is really amazing.

From the current point of view, the other party's words about life choices have not affected Yiermi, who is dedicated to making money.

However, it cannot be denied that this remark has a subtle weight, and it may give a little more push to certain choices.

Yiermi, whose destiny in life was moving forward at a constant speed in a straight line, has shifted slightly from this moment on.

He himself didn't realize what impact this slight deviation would have in the end, and the other three younger brothers who were also listeners would not put the matter of being affected on the head of Yier fans.

In their eyes, Yiermi is the ascetic monk in the family who beat the enemy. He will dedicate his whole life to the career of killers, and it is the heaviest stroke on their golden signature of beating the enemy.

Early the next morning, the three children who hadn't slept enough were woken up.

Yiermi directly planted the three of them head down into the snowdrift. If they still didn't wake up, they could only press down again, and the whole person was stuffed into it.

"It's so cold!"

Mi Ji skipped and ran into the igloo, trying to re-wrap himself into a ball.

"Brother, you are a devil!"

Kiya and Alluka accused each other, jumping faster than Miji.

"Small Lute! You don't stop the elder brother from ordering!"

These words had no effect on the tall man at all, he laughed haha, and rekindled the fire.

"If you want to eat fresh white fire, you need to get up early."

Those energetic white fires will only be active during this time period, and they will swim upwards. The stronger the white fires, the higher they will swim.

When they went to catch fish after a good night's sleep, there was only a group of old white fires walking, and the meat could be eaten, but compared with the strong and fresh ones, it was directly compared to scum.

"I will trouble you today."

Yiermi nodded to Mama Lute, sat by the edge of the firepit, and put a cup filled with snow on the side to roast.

A sip of roasted hot water will warm up the day.