The mother planet secretly transformed without telling us

War is a very complicated thing. For example, some countries seem to have won, but in fact, even the colors of their national flags have been unknowingly erased. Some countries seem to have lost, but they still sit on the throne of one of the top modern industrial powers.

The reason why the battle cannot be fought does not necessarily have to be that the battle damage ratio exceeds the upper limit of endurance. It may also be that the battle cannot be seen as meaningful in continuing to fight, let alone the slightest hope of winning.

After being publicly staged and beaten, looking back, the top priority is to survive. Those who kill will always be killed. Who can guarantee that those who have suffered minor losses and those who are watching the fun will not do it again afterwards? How often do you see similar operations beating up drowned dogs?

When you get beaten, you have to stand at attention.

Land cession and compensation were considered one of the more humane ways of living in the Sky Island Era. Lao Wang did not embarrass these people. He only had two meanings: he wanted this and he wanted that.

Not just coins, but everything that can be moved away. Dignity and interests belong to the winner. It is the greatest mercy for the defeated to save their lives.

Speaking of which, Lao Wang has done this kind of live body hunting not once or twice. He can be said to have a sharp eye and a sharp eye. If Tai Xiaoyi hadn't been following him all the way, he would have dared not leave even a sow with double eyelids on the other side of the island.

Five minutes of contact and two hours of searching.

Lao Wang led a large team of scoundrels to kick around and roll up and down until about 23 hours of manual driving time was exhausted before returning to the empty island. He still complained to Li Cang with unsatisfied thoughts: "My little lady is good at everything, but she It's true, even if those women sell it to the base, they can make more money, right? Hey, let me tell you, the quality is quite high. These birdies made me plunder not even one Kucha seed left, and I will be hungry for three days with them. Jiudun is so stupid, why can’t you think about it? Isn’t there anyone in the base who is willing to support them?”

"Have you forgotten that you have a criminal record?"

"A ruthless man may not be a true hero. How can a pitiful sister not be a husband!"

"Turn left and go forward two hundred and fifty steps and try to read your anti-poem again?"

Lao Wang stared at Tai Xiaoyi's back, swallowed furiously, and sighed, showing off his heroic qualities.

"Hmm." Lao Wang whistled, "Guess, what's the number?"

Li Cang looked back at the billowing smoke that had not yet been finished putting out the fire: "One million and eight hundred thousand people are as high as the sky. I think about their attack strength and surrender speed, they don't look too wealthy."

Lao Wang: "Fuck, you're so smart right now, you managed to squeeze out more than 800,000 coins without counting supplies. This bunch of bastards are so good at what they do!"

Li Cang didn't take it seriously and was suddenly stunned for a moment: "Is that island following us?"

"Maybe the track is in one direction, and there are many people who haven't participated in the war."

"Well, if I'm not mistaken, it's coming over."

"."

It was dusk. Lao Wang put on his headlight and waited for the island to approach. Then he realized that this was a group of people who had just paid the protection fee.

The group of people nodded and almost fell to the ground, looking like they wanted to kneel down and lick Lao Wang's toes. After pushing each other for a long time, they managed to form a team of 5 people to carry a tattered day trip that even Lao Wang couldn't stand. The boat landed on the island.

Lao Wang's eyelids drooped: "What do you mean? Send it to the island? I told you that we are too lazy to take the island with an owner. We are serious people and look down on the business of robbing families and homes. It is vulgar."

other side:"."

No matter how strong the desire to complain is, it can't overcome the desire to survive. These guys were stunned and held it back. They just kept begging Lao Wang to let their second boss go, saying that this "robbery" was a temporary act and they would not dare to do it again. The head of the house is a good man who helps the young lady cross the road at noon and carries water for the widow in the middle of the night, etc.

"You're talking so much, aren't you a robber?"

The group of people obviously overestimated Lao Wang's ability to argue and his moral bottom line. They looked at each other and smiled bitterly. Some people were already ready to "die". After chattering for a while, the translator rigidly translated what they meant: "We are the masters." He is dead. If the second boss also comes, our empty island will collapse very quickly. There are still hundreds of people on the island, old, young, women, and children, waiting for news in the shelter. So, please give us another chance, and we will pay the price. The price for your satisfaction.”

Lao Wang suddenly became angry: "Okay, I didn't have the nerve to expose you when I paid the protection fee just now, but you really dare to hide the coins on others, right?"

"No, no, no, you misunderstood, you misunderstood, you really misunderstood us." They said in confusion: "It's on the second master. The second master has a replica of the Black Book of the Dead, which can guide the real souls of the dead. The location of the Black Book, the Second Master said, the Black Book of the Dead can resurrect a dead companion, and even the Sky Island and his abilities will come back!"

"Hiss~" Lao Wang almost drooled, but then he said: "It sounds nice, but it's useless. Who the hell kidnapped your second boss? If you think about it, you might have died at that time! Besides, people are just like us Is it difficult for me to pry open his head and get something? How can you imagine that there are such shameless people in the world?"

The other party's touching and elegant words awakened Li Cang's old memory at that time: There seems to be such a person?

Even the translator couldn't do anything about the following chatter. The group of people just kept saying that even if you kill the second master, it won't help. They will urge the second master to hand over the things, and they must be a good person in the future. Save Save the lives of hundreds of innocent old, weak, sick and disabled people on the island, etc.

Old Wang rolled his eyes and complained: "So it's another one that will self-destruct. I hate this kind of prisoners the most."

Li Cang called Da Leizi over to ask him. Da Leizi said, "Oh," and said nonchalantly: "That guy's skills are quite interesting. His body is sandified and immune to physical damage. He can escape very well. I mixed some cement and poured it into the gasoline barrel. Wait."

After a while, Miss Qiu rolled over a blue-green gasoline barrel like a lion rolling an embroidered ball, and kept offering treasures to Li Cang. The prayer-level cement in the gasoline barrel was poured with a half-dead guy who didn't even look like a human.

emmm

Speaking of it, this kind of cement is the most sacrificed by Teacher Cang. However, the overall wood and stone structure of the stilt house and the honeycomb's smart output of biotechnology have caused the prayer-level cement of higher quality than Nice to be covered in dust and useless.

Li Cang's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but complain in a low voice when looking at the bucket: "You have a big imagination. How did you come up with this?"

"I've watched the anime and peripherals of Ajin! I've also visited forums and discussed it with others!" Li Lace rolled her eyes, "Anyway, there are a few similar methods. They may not work for me, but they are more than enough to deal with a sand man."

More than enough.

Machado is basically in a half-dead state now. His skill of turning his body into sand has a time limit. When the time is up, his body will be reorganized and return to its original appearance. But Li Lace mixed him with cement evenly to make it solid quickly. Now he is not dead. It can only be said that fortunately he left his head outside and his skills are enough to give face. It's a blessing from heaven!

Old Wang was too lazy to talk nonsense, and stretched out his hand: "Black Sutra! I'm too lazy to talk nonsense. I'll give you 30 seconds. Be sensible and persuade him!"

It didn't take 30 seconds. The unlucky guy in the bucket had a burst of light between his eyebrows, and a black human skin sutra was condensed. The ownership was automatically transferred to Old Wang's name.

A bunch of people rolled the bucket and ran away, not even daring to look back.

Li Cang scratched his head with a sense of satisfaction, and was amused by himself: "At that time, I thought this guy's cosplay Immorton's skills were quite interesting, so I thought of keeping him alive to study, and I actually got an unexpected gain."

"What can be studied about men, even Immorton's big bald head is nothing to study~" Lao Wang rubbed his hands, "If it's the Velasquez version of Ansuna, it's okay, tsk!"

"Your backup knowledge pool is not shallow, you can even remember the names of other actors?"

"You underestimate my professional level, right? Well, it's mainly because supermodels with Indian descent are relatively rare, so it's reasonable to have an impression!"

Li Cang raised his thumb to show respect.