[Comprehensive] Cultivate a brother who wants to die

A vast desert surrounding Meteor Street, hot, dry, unknown...

These will make people feel confused, fearful, and fearful, thus defeating a person's psychological defense.Buried under the yellow sand, the faintly visible white bones added a lot of psychological pressure to people.

The most frustrating thing is not these, but the emergence of a small town after walking out of the desert.People on Meteor Street who walked out of the desert of death are not greeted with hot water and delicious food, but various temptations.Here, you will feel the world's greatest malice.

As for why Qingchen knew so clearly?Because he and the phantom troupe have already left the desert and came to the small town standing on the edge of the desert—Melon Town.

"Oh yeah, I'm finally out of that ghost place." Wojin yelled, looking extremely cheerful.

Zai Wojin was about to re-enter that seemingly peaceful town and do some massacres to vent the suffering he had suffered in the desert within a month.Indeed, in the desert, nothing but sand is sand, patches of yellow, which is boring to watch.

And the sunshine... It is undeniable that when they first entered the desert, the brigade group, including Qingchen, saw the bright and warm sunshine, they were happy, excited, and joyful.But this pleasant mood only lasted for half a day, because the sun was too conscientious...

Even people who miss their abilities may not be able to feel comfortable under the direct sunlight.In order to save energy and drink water, no one spoke.

At that time, Qingchen was staring at the distorted scene in the distance under the hot sun.Qingchen licked his lips, he felt that he could drink water from a lake now, the dryness in his mouth made him almost crazy.In order to divert her attention, Qingchen thought silently that the specific heat capacity of sand is relatively small, so the temperature of the desert rises in a straight line under the sun's rays, and it also drops in a straight line at night.

Suddenly, the corner of Qingchen's eyes turned to Kuroro who was not far ahead.For some reason, Qingchen's urge to laugh became more and more intense.Because Kuroro is still wearing the same fur... Qingchen tried hard to restrain the curvature of the corners of his mouth. Although Kuroro hadn't sweated yet, the fur on the other party's fur was already limply lying on the fur, and Kuroro also therefore a little smaller...

hiss--

Qingchen held her lower lip in her mouth, because the corners of her mouth were too curved, blood oozes from her chapped lips.The fishy-sweet taste filled the mouth, and the liquid passed through the dry throat, which made Qingchen feel a lot better.

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"Wait a minute, Wojin." Kuroro called Wojin who was rushing forward.Seeing the small town can indeed make people who have walked in the desert for nearly a month ecstatically get carried away.But Kuroro still held back his excitement and stopped Wo Jin, because the town is really weird.

Kuroro, who was standing at the gate of the town, could feel the gazes on him and others, with various meanings.Especially the keen Kurolo felt that someone was looking at him and the brigade with disdain, and the anger in his heart reached its peak.

Kuroro's love for the brigade is unquestionable, which can be seen from the regiment rules formulated by Kuroro: "In the brigade, I am the brain, and you are like the limbs. In principle, the limbs must be Faithfully obey the instructions of the mind. But this is the functional principle of the organization. It has nothing to do with life or death. If the mind dies, as long as someone takes over the position, it will be fine. Sometimes, the limbs are more important than the mind. Don't put the cart before the horse, my order comes first , but don’t put my life first. I am also a member of the brigade. It is not the individual who should survive, but the brigade.”

Kuroro is Kuroro, he was not dazzled by anger, but seemed to inadvertently sweep away the owner who was looking at him, deeply remembering that person's face.That person is not the point, the point is why this town is so weird!

Kuroro's deep black eyes looked around the surrounding environment. Yes, teahouses, hotels, small stalls, and the crowds were all in line with what he saw in the books.However, there is one thing that is extremely inconsistent, and that is the strength of these people...

Doesn't it mean that people outside of Meteor Street are all fragile, cowardly, and weak, weak people who combine all kinds of weaknesses into one?So what's going on with this group of masters who make people think of Alexander?

Doesn't it mean that the existence of people with the ability to read is very rare, and the probability reaches a small chance of one in a million?So what's going on with this group of people surrounded by tangles?

Didn't it mean that people outside knew nothing about the people who came out of Meteor Street or were afraid?Then what is the reason for the calm indifference on the faces of this group of people who know they are from Meteor Street (Wo Jin yelled "I'm finally out of Meteor Street" just now)?

The scheming Kuroro didn't show the doubts in his heart on his face, he turned his head slightly, and Kuroro looked at the super intuitive Maggie.Madge also nodded, and said, "Commander, there is danger here, but it's not dangerous."

Kuroro turned Madge's words over in his mind. It was dangerous, but not dangerous?Does that mean that the degree of danger is still within the acceptable range of the brigade?

In any case, they have to enter this small town, and they have to enter it if they don't.They are people with the ability to read, but they still need to eat, and even the appetite is much larger than that of ordinary people.Their month in the desert had run out of food, and most importantly, they were out of water.

Without food, a psychic can survive for a month, but without water, a psychic can't last three days.If you want to bypass this small town, you don't know how long you will have to walk.I don't even know if there are other towns that can supply water and food after bypassing this town.

Having figured it out, Kuroro led the brigade into the only small restaurant in the town.

The restaurant is very small, so small that there are thirteen members of the brigade group plus fourteen members of Qingchen, the restaurant is packed to the brim.Maybe it's not a restaurant yet, and there are only a few guests in the restaurant.

Nobunaga Wojin rushed straight in, patted the table vigorously, and asked, "Is there anything to eat?"

The store owner was a skinny little old woman. The little old woman looked up calmly, completely ignoring the pressure brought by her height of only 1.5 meters and Wo Jin's height of nearly [-] meters, and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

Being asked such a question, Wo Jin didn't know how to answer.He has never been out of Meteor Street, so naturally he doesn't know what to eat outside.Swept by the plain gaze of the little old woman, Wojin felt a rare shyness.

"I..." Wo Jin felt ashamed and annoyed, he raised his hand and wanted to give the little old woman a hit.

But he was stopped by Kuroro. Kuroro felt that someone who could calm down in front of Wojin's body and such a ferocious face was definitely not something Wojin could provoke.Kuroro turned to look at Qingchen, Qingchen nodded, he is now tied to the brigade.If there is an accident in the brigade, he will not be any better, although... Visually, the biggest crisis in the brigade now comes from his brother Hisoka!

"Grandma, do you have a menu here?"

The little old woman looked at Qingchen in surprise, she didn't expect that the person who just came out of Meteor Street would know that there is such a thing as a menu.The little old woman is a bit regretful. The little old woman is indeed not something that Wo Jin can afford to offend. She was the secretary-general of the Hunter Association 50 years ago, and she was also a well-known telekinetic.She came to this small town not to hide her name to experience the farmhouse, but to observe these people who came out of Meteor Street for the Hunter Association.

Most of the people who come out of Meteor Street have no sense of propriety, and if they are not careful, they will cause a murder, or even massacre the city.They are all a group of lunatics, a group of high-risk lunatics.Her responsibility is heavy, and the restaurant she runs is the only restaurant in the town.Those who come out of Meteor Street will come to her for dinner immediately.

She can also take this opportunity to observe and determine the degree of danger of that person.Before they do something bad, the Hunter Association can't do anything to them, at most it just monitors them.Of course, the strength of monitoring depends on the degree of danger of that person.

In addition to observing, she also wanted to give these ignorant boys a blow, and let them know that when they left Meteor Street, they could not do whatever they wanted and had to follow the rules outside.Although it doesn't have to work, it still needs to be done.

If Wojin's slap had been slapped just now, she would have been able to fight back justifiably, and no one would dare to say anything if Wojin was maimed or killed.Haha, at most, it’s just a lesson, it’s too much to mutilate and kill… The little old woman was thinking this way, but she completely forgot that the last person from Meteor Street who was disrespectful to her was thrown into the desert by her, and dried alive...

The little old woman took out a special piece of paper. People with psychic powers usually have strong hands, and ordinary paper would shatter when squeezed.

Qingchen flipped through and ordered a few dishes, all of which were meat, calculated in catties.

After waiting for less than 10 minutes, the little old woman was followed by a tall young man who was holding a big tray in his hand.The young man silently put the dishes on the tray on the table, and then continued to stand silently behind the little old woman.Qingchen frowned, because he felt that the man looked at him and the people in the brigade with sympathy and gloating.

Qingchen, who couldn't figure it out, had no choice but to snatch food from her mouth. All she had to do was wait for the little old woman to make a move.

Soldiers come to block, water comes to cover, there will always be a way.

After eating, Wojin wanted to leave very naturally, but was stopped by the little old woman and said, "Sir, you haven't paid the bill yet."

Wo Jin waved his fist as big as a casserole and said, "Your uncle, it is your honor to eat your meal, and you still have to charge money? Money, what is that? I never spend money on meals, Mr. Wo Jin." money!"

The little old woman squinted her eyes dangerously, and said, "Really? Never an exception?

Wojin didn't pay attention to the skinny little old woman, and said: "Of course, no one who can make an exception for me has not yet been born."

The little old woman grasped Wo Jin's thick hand with her skinny arm deep inside, and said, "In that case, old woman, I will make an exception!"

Wojin wanted to open the little old woman's hand, but found that he couldn't move at all.Wo Jin looked at the little old woman in shock, the little old woman...

Kuroro watched from the side, and immediately stood up and said: "Senior, it's not that we don't pay, but that we really don't have any money. See if you can..."

The little old woman laughed, looking very kind, and said: "Since you have no money, you can stay and work for the old woman to pay off the debt!"