The cub I raised is the strongest evil god [End Times]

Xie Rongsheng asked him to keep this secret and let him lead the way to find the basement.

But he didn't know why at the time, and he couldn't remember the route he had taken to enter the basement.

He told Xie Rongsheng truthfully that although Xie Rongsheng didn't say anything at the time, he didn't believe his words.

Later, after a while, Xie Rongsheng came to him more often, and the relationship between them returned to the closeness they had when they first met.

At the same time, Xie Rongsheng still did not forget to ask him, and sent him back to the mission point more than once, trying to remind him how to enter the basement.

But Yu She still didn't remember that he even felt guilty towards Xie Rongsheng because of this incident.

After that, Xie Rongsheng seemed to have given up completely and never mentioned the basement to him again, but Xie Rongsheng did not alienate Yu She because he didn't think about it.

Not long after this, the entire Hongmeng base ushered in a catastrophe.

First, many monsters suddenly appeared in the well-defended base. No one knew how these monsters passed through the inspection gate they bought from the aborigines at a high price.

Just like the situation when the end of the world came, many people in the base were replaced by monsters, and no one knew how long the monsters had sneaked into the base.

Because the base has no way to distinguish whether there are monsters in everyone's body under this situation, it directly chose the last plan-after everyone leaves the base, execute a complete extermination.

Because after the self-destruction mode is turned on, people need to evacuate the base within half an hour. If they do not leave within the time limit, they will be killed in the self-destruction mode of the base regardless of whether they are friends or foes.

Yu Amnesty followed Xie Rongsheng's arrangement to help the wounded with limited mobility to leave the base.

But when he and other teammates brought the wounded to the gate of the base, they found that every gate leading to the outside was covered with piles of corpses.

All those who wanted to get out of the base were killed by heavy guns at the gate of the base.

However, the gate of the base that was supposed to be open was tightly sealed. Even if the people standing by the gate knocked out blood from their hands, the gate was still like the cruelest observer, standing aloft in front of them, unmoved.

Because the people in front can't get out, the people behind are blocked on the way to the gate.

Many people fell to the ground during the pushing and shoving, and some monsters mixed in with the crowd took the opportunity to split the human skin and expose their fangs.

But no one can retreat, no one can move forward, and there is even no room for self-help.

The wailing that sounded at that time made the entire Hongmeng base feel like a purgatory on earth.

At this time, they discovered that a group of aborigines appeared in the base.

In front of this group of talented aborigines, ordinary old humans have no way to resist.

Before he died, the last person who came into view was not the person who killed him, but Xie Rongsheng who was standing aside and talking with the person who invaded the base with a smile on his lips.

If he didn't see Xie Rongsheng in the Dark Realm, he would only think that Xie Rongsheng colluded with those who invaded the base for some kind of benefit.

But now that thought was wiped from his mind.

The destruction of the Hongmeng base was due to Xie Rongsheng's internal cooperation.

If it was just to force him to reveal the locations of those boxes, Xie Rongsheng didn't need to spend so much effort at all.You just need to kidnap him and take him somewhere to be imprisoned and tortured.

Yu She recalled the pain of his own death.

At that time, he was injured and fell to the ground. Xie Rongsheng brought several aborigines to him.One of them lifted him from the ground and was asking him where the Star Spear was pointing at when he suddenly felt a sharp pain and then lost consciousness.

After coming back to life, he always thought that he was killed by that aborigine.

But now he suddenly realized that his thoughts were too naive.

"It doesn't make sense. Aboriginal people want answers, so how could they kill me before they get them?"

Thinking of this, Yu She stopped suddenly.

"My lord, what's the matter?" Quina turned around and asked.

"Suddenly figured out something." Yu She's face was gloomy, and he pulled out a smile.

It might not be the aborigines who really killed him, because the aborigines would never let him die easily.

So he died suddenly at that time, and the murderer was someone else.

"Could it be Xie Rongsheng..." Yu She frowned.

He found that he wanted to know the truth more than he wanted revenge. He wanted to know why he died.

The three came to the civilian area in the east of Guangming City.

Duck Voice has an independent house with a yard here, and there are two vacant guest rooms in it, and Yu She and Kuina just happen to occupy one of them.

Duck Voice told them that his name was Dewey Buman, and that his parents were actually officials with financial power in the City of Light.

"My family used to live in a wealthy area in the north, but now my parents don't let me go home." Dewey Bouman said with a sigh, "They also reduced my pocket money, so now I can only live here. "

"You should thank them for not letting you live in a slum, otherwise your face would be swollen like a pig's head every day." Yu She said while looking at the house.

The small courtyard outside the house has a high wall, which can play a certain role in covering, and activities in it can ensure concealment.

As for this bungalow, it is about [-] square meters, which is very spacious for a young man who lives alone.

But after they stepped into the one-story house, Yu She saw that every room in the house was full of various sundries.

Probably feeling Yu She's contemptuous gaze, two blushes appeared on Dewey Bouman's cheeks.

"It's a bit messy, I'll clean it up now."

"Are you sure it's a little bit?" Yu She looked at him with the eyes of a nine-level cripple.

"Hey, the old man is probably going to be compared to Sai Keli." Quina shook his head.

Yu She worked with them for a while, and finally cleared out the two rooms assigned to him and Kuina.

When he saw that Dewey Bouman was about to put two balls of pickle-like quilts on his bed, he hurriedly stopped Dewey Bouman.

"Teacher, what should I do if I'm sick when I sleep without a quilt?" Dewey Bouman said with concern.

You can only get sick if you are covered with a quilt!

What if the quilt is pushed up to your mouth while sleeping, and you accidentally get something dirty?

Yu She couldn't complain.

"I'm in good health, I really don't need it." Yu She glanced at Quina again, remembering his fluffy feathers, and decisively helped him make a decision, "He doesn't need it either."

Injured, Dewey Buman took back two balls of pickle quilts and stuffed them into a messy cabinet.

"You are the only child in your family." Yu She said in a declarative tone.

Who knew that Dewey Bouman shook his head: "I still have a younger brother."

"What?" Yu She was shocked.

He thought that a young man like Du Weibuman would not have become like this if he hadn't been spoiled by his family.

Unexpectedly, Dewey Bouman was not the only son.

"My younger brother is very good." Dewey Bouman showed embarrassment on his face, "He is the pride of our parents."

"You don't like him?" Yu She saw that Dewey Bouman had a strange tone when he mentioned his younger brother.

"Everyone always compares me to him. I can't compare to him in anything." Dewey Bouman lowered his head as he said, "My father also said that I was causing trouble for my brother."

"You were kicked out of the house because of him, right?" Yu She asked.

"No, no." Dewey Bouman grabbed his cuff and said, "It's all because of me, I had some disputes with my brother's friends."

Yu She nodded, he had a general understanding of Dewey Bouman's character.

Inferiority, cowardice, and constantly being denied in this case.

At the same time, there is another brother who shares his roots as a comparison.

If it wasn't because Dewey Bouman's parents forced him to join the guard, maybe his life would have been given up by himself.

At this moment, Quina suddenly stepped forward and slapped Dewey Bouman on the back. He said in a thick voice: "I don't even dare to say a single thing boldly, and I have to cover it up. How can you be the apprentice of this old man?!"

Du Weibuman was staggered by Quina's shot, he stabilized his thin figure like a frightened lamb.

Quina smiled grimly and said that the scars at the corners of his eyes were even more terrifying: "If you can't learn what the old man taught, the old man will help your parents never suffer from future troubles."

Yu She looked at Dewey Bouman who was about to lose his breath, and was worried that he would be hiccupped suddenly, so he interrupted Quina: "Okay, let's make a study plan first."

Quina laughed loudly: "This old man likes making plans the most."

He threw the robe on his head aside, revealing his robust body, and punched Dewey Bouman like a mountain.

He asked: "How many days are there before the selection of the guards?"

Dewey Bouman took a deep breath and calmed himself down: "There are still nine days."

Quina's thick brows frowned: "Only nine days?"

Dewey Bouman nodded tremblingly.

Quina raised his hand and touched the short stubble on his chin: "Nine days is nine days, and this old man can make you reborn."

After he finished speaking, he laughed again, the sound of his chest vibrating made his eardrums tremble along with it.

Yu She suddenly thought of a saying before the end of the world - when an owl smiles, nothing good will happen.

Thinking of this, he looked at Dewey Bouman with sympathy in his eyes.

They made a training plan for Dewey Bouman that day, and Yu She kindly let Dewey Booman go to sleep.

At four o'clock in the morning the next day, Quina appeared in front of Dewey Bouman's bed.

Dewey Bouman, who was lying on the bed, had already forgotten about the fact that there were two more people in the house, and was startled by the sudden appearance of a black figure in front of the bed.

Quina directly lifted him to the ground: "Boy, get up for the old man."

Dewey Bouman's drowsiness was immediately expelled from his mind.

"Teacher Quina." He said nervously, "How should I train?"

Apart from pointing to the window, Quina said, "Come to the yard."

Dewey Bouman nodded, walked out of the bedroom, and was about to go to the kitchen to have breakfast first, when Quina grabbed his collar and threw him into the yard.

Quina asked angrily: "I told you to come to the yard, what are you doing there?"

Dewey Bouman still didn't wake up: "I'll have breakfast."

Quina slapped him on the head: "You only have nine days for the breakfast you still want to eat. If you don't put in enough effort, how can you compete with others."

The corner of Dewey Bouman's mouth twitched, feeling extremely wronged in his heart, but he still agreed weakly.

"You little guy, begging us to teach you, and now you're acting unwilling." Quina's eyes widened, "Do you know who the old man's former students were? If Mr. Yu She hadn't asked me to Help, the old man is too lazy to talk to you."

According to their previous arrangement, Quina could not call Yu She the city lord in front of other people, so he replaced it with Mr. Yu She.

"Warm up in the corner first." Quina said to Dewey Bouman.

Upon hearing this, Dewey Bouman moved over carefully and began to do warm-up exercises.

Quina let him do it for 10 minutes without scolding him.Dewey Bouman gradually felt relieved, thinking that Quina was just talking loudly, but was actually kind.

After waiting 10 minutes, Quina clapped his hands and said, "Now squat down and do a thousand push-ups."

Dewey Bouman almost fainted when he heard the words.

a thousand.

Is this killing him?

He hesitated for a moment: "Mr. Quina, I may not be able to—"

Before he could finish his words, he was kicked to the ground by Quina.

Quina's voice sounded above his head: "It doesn't make sense for you to tell the old man that you can't do it before you do it."

Du Weibouman stammered and argued: "But my physical strength really—"

He suddenly heard the sound of a sharp knife being unsheathed, and something sharp and cold was pressing against his back.

Quina said coldly: "Now let the old man go down, if you can't go down, go underground."

Hearing the words, Du Weibuman broke out in a cold sweat from fright, and quickly sank down.

The dagger in Quina's hand spun around like a butterfly flapping its wings, and moved under Dewey Bouman's body, slanting against his chest.

Quina said again: "Who told you to lie on the ground, lift it up for the old man, and don't get up later."

Du Weibuman was so frightened that he quickly propped up his body.

After being coerced into doing a few push-ups in this way, Quina removed the dagger, and once again supervised with folded arms.

The dreadful dagger of Dewey Bouman's sword left, so he instinctively got lazy, and perfunctorily put his body on the ground to pant.

Quina scolded: "Did the old man tell you to stop?"

Dewey Bouman quickly lifted his body up, and honestly did a few push-ups.

But the strength of his arm was already difficult to support his body, and it was all because of the adrenaline stimulated by the tip of the knife.

But now that the adrenaline had worn off, a sense of fatigue gradually swept through his body.

From the corner of his eye, he saw that Quina was grabbing two pieces of grass from the corner of the yard and was weaving something. He didn't pay attention to him, so he quietly slacked off again.

As soon as he put his body on the ground, he suddenly felt that the clothes on his chest were cut, and the sharp point of the knife was inserted into his shoulder.

I saw that Quina, who was standing in the corner weaving weeds just now, was squatting beside him, holding the knife in his hand.

Dewey Bouman suddenly let out a cry of pain, and big tears rolled down because of the pain and soaked into the soil.

Quina said mercilessly: "The old man has already warned you."

Yu She was woken up by the scream, opened the window and reminded: "Kuina, take it easy."

Quina said puzzled, "But this is how the old man taught his disciples before."

Yu She blushed: "He doesn't have the qualifications of your apprentices."

Quina rubbed his head: "Okay, Mr. Yu She."

Yu She changed his clothes and walked out of the room: "I'm going to go around the city and come back at noon to replace you."

The plan they arranged yesterday was that at four o'clock every morning, Quina would train Dewey Bouman on basic physical fitness.

After lunch at noon, Yu She then taught Dewey Bouman to learn fighting skills.

At night, Quina will train Dewey Bouman in a blocking technique.

Quina nodded: "Mr. Yu She, pay attention to safety."

Yu She waved at him and left the yard.

After he left Dewey Bouman's house, he walked around the neighborhood.

Although in Guangming City, there is no difference between morning, noon and afternoon, they are all illuminated by the dim light in the dark, but the residents of Guangming City still have the same work and rest as people in other large domains.

There are not many people on the streets in the east of the city, but there are still some vendors who start to manage their own shops.

Yu She found that most of these vendors who opened now were doing breakfast.

In addition to monster meat and rattle beans, there is actually a sign at the door that says absolutely pure and does not contain added wheat cakes.

Yu She didn't eat before going out. He originally wanted to feed Ting Mu some monster crystal nuclei, but was turned into ashes by the other party's disgust with the blue flame.

He was so angry that he didn't feel hungry at the time, so he went out like this.

Now smelling the aroma of wheat cakes, I was a little curious about its taste.

He walked to the door of the store and asked for the price.

The boss looked at the patch on his body and said with disgust, "Three silver coins."

Yu She was a little shocked: "So expensive?"

The boss said: "Five hundred grams of wheat cost ten silver coins. If you think it's expensive, go to the next door and buy ring bean cakes. It only costs one copper."

Hearing this, Yu She took out three silver coins: "One here."

The silver coins on his body were given by Dewey Bouman as a teaching fee.

The boss probably didn't expect him to be able to spend so much money, so he was stunned for two seconds before handing him a hot wheat cake.

Yu She was about to take a bite when he suddenly heard the system speak in his mind.

[Master, this cake is not made of wheat flour without addition. ]

[50% rattle bean powder mixed inside. ]

Hearing this, Yu She frowned and said to the boss: "Your cakes are different from your signature, I don't want them anymore, please return the money to me."

The boss was immediately unhappy when he heard the words: "What's wrong with my cake?"

Yu She said: "It contains 50% clatter bean flour, but you sell it at the price of wheat cakes."

The boss didn't expect that he could pierce the ingredients of the wheat cake with such precision, and he was shocked.

Like a cat whose tail was stepped on, he came out from behind the counter, trying to drive Yu She away.

"If you spread rumors and make trouble here again, I won't be polite to you."

"I didn't spread rumors." Yu She said, "Boss, you are so anxious, don't tell me you are guilty of a crime."

"Is there really 50.00% ring bean flour in it?" A voice came from a corner of the store, "No wonder the taste of the wheat cake here is different from that in the north of the city."

Yu She looked over and saw a young man in leather armor sitting at a table in the shop.

He looked very young and handsome, and he seemed to be an optimistic and confident person.

"Young master, don't believe this man's words." The boss hurriedly ran to the young man, "I've never seen him before, he might be that group of hooligans in the south of the city."

"Regardless of whether what he said is true or not, since he hasn't touched the cake yet, it doesn't matter if the boss gives him a refund." The young man said, "Besides, if the boss behaves properly, why should he be afraid of the shadow."

The boss smiled when he heard this, and threw the three silver coins to Yu She.

"Forget it, treat me as unlucky today, and I don't want this cake."

Yu She caught the three silver coins, put them back into his pocket, and at the same time put the wheat cake on the young man's table.

"Since the boss is generous, then I'll give this cake to this little brother who speaks for me." Yu She put down the cake, ignored the boss' bearded and staring expression, and left the restaurant.

This little episode did not disrupt his plan. He walked all the way to the south of the city, and secretly asked the people around him about the factory.

In the memory of the surrounding residents, this factory was built a year ago.

The factory workers are all ghetto people, so no one cares who they are.

It's just that five months ago, the factory was still operating half-closed and hadn't recruited so many employees.

In the past five months, the number of people has suddenly increased, and they have begun to supply leather goods and meat throughout the south of the city.

As for who is in charge of the factory, Yu She did not find out.

Seeing that the time was almost up, he went back to the east of the city.

When returning to Du Weibuman's home, Yu She saw Duwei Buman lying in a pool of blood with stab wounds all over his body.

Quina was standing by, scratching her hair anxiously.

Seeing Yu She came back, he showed an embarrassed smile: "My lord, this child seems to have passed out."

Yu She hurriedly stepped forward to check.

This is not fainting, obviously almost hiccupped.

"Hey, why are the children's physical fitness so poor now?" Seeing that Dewey Bouman won't have any major problems, Quina breathed a sigh of relief, "I think when the members of the assassination team were trained, they suffered a lot more than this. Ten thousand times."

Yu She raised his head: "Quina, why don't I supervise the basic physical training."

Quinn nodded awkwardly.

After Yu She and Quina had dinner, Dewey Bouman finally woke up slowly.

He hasn't eaten since he got up in the morning, and he has gone through a devil training that is more Spartan than Spartan. His physical strength has long been emptied, and his stomach is wriggling with hunger.

After he rushed to the kitchen and devoured the leftovers he had made before, he remembered that there were still two people at home.

"Teacher Yu She, old teacher Kuina." When talking to Kuina, he trembled reflexively, "Do you want me to cook for you?"

When Yu She saw that the leftovers he ate looked good, not the dark dishes he had imagined, he was a little surprised: "I didn't expect you to be able to cook?"

Dewey Bouman nodded: "My only hobby is cooking, but the ingredients are too expensive, and my parents think I'm too extravagant...haha..."

Dewey Bouman laughed awkwardly after speaking.

Quina looked at him: "Are you full?"

The topic was suddenly changed, and Dewey Bouman replied honestly: "I'm full."

Quina: "Continue to practice when you are full."

When Du Weibuman heard this, his legs softened and he fell to his knees on the ground, staring blankly at Quina.

Yu She couldn't bear it a little, and said, "I will be in charge of the afternoon classes."

Dewey Bouman regained consciousness.

Yu She kindly let him rest for an hour and a half. When the time came, Dewey Bouman changed his habit of procrastinating and ran to the yard.

He already had a psychological shadow on Quina, so he didn't dare to delay Yu She's class, for fear that if he was not careful, his whole body would become red again.

Thinking of this, he suddenly touched the bandaged wounds on his body with some doubts.

He was obviously in pain when he was injured, but why doesn't he feel anything now.

Although he found it strange, but thinking of the color of the blood, Dewey Bouman still didn't dare to remove the gauze easily.

"What I'm going to teach you next is the most basic but also the most useful fighting skills." Yu She said.

Dewey Bouman nodded quickly, and looked at Yu She with adoration.

"But before handing it over to you, you need to understand your own advantages." Yu She said.

"My advantage?" Dewey Bouman said puzzledly, "How could I have an advantage."

"Maybe you haven't discovered something special about yourself." Yu She said, "Your ability to observe things is very strong, and you can even capture trajectories that ordinary people cannot see with their naked eyes."

The author has something to say:

I found that only shi can motivate me to update wildly.

Tomorrow we will continue the food and beverage bureau, and it will be less than 24 before [-]:[-], you understand.

What should I do, I am going to become Jinjiang's favorite Shigu, I cheat every day (bushi)