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Chapter 4 Micro Manipulation

Ling Dongzhi was a little moved, after all, this was what he said he was pursuing.

But soon he shook his head and said:

"I see the Nine Nether Springs without Roots, and the dark water in the underworld. I advise you not to be in love with gods and ghosts, you will have to return to the sun and see the blue sky. I think you should follow your father's advice. If we move, we may not be able to get out. If you don't believe me, look at the ground around the tower."

A few people looked over and saw that the nine-story black stone tower was almost filled with bullet shells and fresh blood.

Not only that, there are countless broken or even broken guns and cannons.

There is no need to guess, you can know that this is the core position of the battle between the D Army and the unknown enemy, or even the starting position.

Ling Dongzhi looked at the fresh blood and said lightly:

"It is not ruled out that the target of these D troops is this bead. However, they touched the forbidden city, so they were chased by unknown enemies, and they could not even retreat. They could only escape all the way in and finally land on another earth ear."

It was obvious that Lao Ta believed in his father's words very much. At this time, he did not say anything more, but nodded:

"Hammer, if you don't say it, I have forgotten the stone tablet. I guess the gods and ghosts my old man talks about are just this thing. In the secret realm, my old man's words are very reliable. If you say something that cannot be touched, anyone will definitely be unlucky."

Ling Dongzhi nodded and said:

"Yes, when there is a perfect solution, I will take it away."

Old Tower:

"Remember to call me, I want 30% of the money..."

Bypassing the black tower from the bottom, the foot was stepping on the bullet shell and the sound of "ding" was constantly rumbling, and blood was everywhere, which shows how tragic the battle here was at that time.

"Where do you think the body has gone?"

Lao Ta asked, lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth.

No one can answer this question, but everyone knows that there must be many dead people here at that time. Not to mention that blood flows into a river, it is almost the same.

Sister Le followed Guyu and said to Guyu in a low voice:

Why do I really want to eat these black buildings?”

Laota raised his hand:

"I want to!"

Ling Dongshe said lightly:

"Well, so do I."

Guyu approves.

Ling Dongzhi raised the bracelet on his wrist and said:

"These stones have a little magnetic properties, probably containing iron. Although the silver jewelry restrains the strange creatures in the underworld to reproduce and grow in our bodies, they still bring changes to our physiology.

This is like the reason why more and more people like cats are, because more and more people are infected with Toxoplasma gondii. This organism in our body is like Toxoplasma gondii. Although it does not occur in the human body, it changes our behavior and allows us to change in the direction that we can send it to the final host."

What is the ultimate host of Toxoplasma gondii? It is a cat, so people infected with Toxoplasma will like to get close to cats very much.

What is the final host of these weird creatures? No one knows yet, but Ling Dongzhi is very confident and it won't take long to find him.

Guyu sighed:

"So, this world is actually the microscopic controls everything in the macroscopic, and Tao is the most microscopic."

Ling Dongzhi's face was a little disappointed and said:

"It can be said that, so every idea, every time we do, everything we do is an act under micro manipulation, and it is not necessarily what we think."

This is an extremely negative and terrible guess, which makes people confused and helpless.

Bypassing the Black Stone Tower, two rows of parallel statues are neatly arranged in front of the main entrance of the tower, and they are arranged far away, and there are no less than hundreds of them.

These statues are of different shapes, some are dumbfounded, some are evil, and some are smiling.

The body postures are also very strange. If you stretch your waist, scratch your back, or laugh at you, there is no one with the same posture.

To talk about the same thing, it is all busts.

All the statues stand on the ground, with only the upper body, that is, the part above the waist and hips.

Another thing that has passed in the same way is that they all raised their heads and looked at the glowing orbs above the nine-story black stone tower.

Sister Leopard exclaimed:

"It is hard to imagine that the craftsmanship of these statues is so exquisite that it is simply vivid."

Ling Dongzhi nodded and said:

"Yes, even the subtle expressions are exquisitely made, the most rare thing is that no statue has the same expression and looks different."

Guyu was staring at a truck that was almost cut in half.

Lao Ta patted Guyu on the shoulder and asked:

"Hey, why are you stunned?"

Gu Yu looked at the truck that was almost cut off in half and said in confusion:

"This truck must be from D Army decades ago when looking at the sign."

Lao Ta nodded, said "Yeah":

"Isn't this...unsense?"

Guyu said incredibly:

"Then you tell me, why haven't the bread in this car rotten yet?"

As he said that, "Gulu", "Gulu", "Gulu" and "Gulu" were swallowing together, and the young and mature Ling Dongshe was not spared.

I haven't eaten for so long, and I'm so hungry that I'm pressing my chest against my back. I can't resist hearing the soft bread.

The old tower intends to move:

"It's been decades, can you still eat it?"

Ling Dongshe hesitated:

"The eggshells decades ago were new, and the bloodstains decades ago have not dried yet. This Wufeng City may be able to keep fresh. It is similar to letting a certain kinetic energy of time disappear, so I think it can be eaten at least 80%."

The Guyu Action Party went straight to the front.

Although the green trucks of these two armies were seriously damaged, except for the damage that almost broke the car in the middle, Zhan Liangru Ruxin was the other place.

The military green tarp that covered the rear compartment was still soft and tough, and there was no dust on it.

Climbing into the car, Guyu pulled out a large tart bag, untied the straps, opened the airtight packaging, revealing the neatly arranged bread inside.

Guyu picked up one, bounced it with his fingers, and it made a thud.

I tried to break it hard with my hands, but it didn't break it apart.

Lao Ta had the knowledge, picked up a loaf of bread, pulled out a dagger, cut it hard, cut it down a small piece, and said:

"This is a typical black bread in D country, which can kill people."

Guyu followed suit and cut it off with a knife and put it in his mouth. In addition to being irritated, it tasted a little sour and salty, and it was very unpalatable.

Lao Ta savored with his eyes closed and said:

"Don't worry, it hasn't deteriorated. Just eat something for this taste."

Whether it tastes good or not does not matter, what is important is to be full.

They all shouted that they were unpalatable, and then they ate at least one and a half. Lao Ta ate three amazingly.

After eating, everyone still packed two in their backpack to avoid any need.

They set out again, and when they were about to reach the edge of these two rows of statues, Guyu suddenly stopped and pointed to the ground and said:

"Look, blood!"

Lao Ta said with a cigarette in his mouth and said without caring:

"Hi, there are blood everywhere here, what's new?"

Ling Dongzhi looked over and said:

"The blood here is different. It's not what it falls on, but it's rubbed."

Rub it up, it means moving.

Lao Ta looked down and looked over for a while and said:

"Is this the body left behind?"

Gu Yu nodded and walked forward with blood.

The blood stains left by this drag have obvious directional texture.
Chapter completed!
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