"I wonder what Uncle Long means?" Wu Liang still looked obedient, and Long Xing sighed softly, as if he was worried about Wu Liang.

"You call me Uncle Long, I will help you, my eldest nephew." Long Xing took a sip of wine, then looked around. Everyone saw Wu Liang and Long Xing whispering at this moment, so everyone was very conscious and far away. No one leaned over to harass them. After all, Long Xing was holding what everyone wanted in his hand, who dared to offend him now?[]

Long Xing lowered his voice and said, "Your relationship with Huang Siqi is not very good, right?"

Wu Liang didn't quite understand what the other party meant. Of course, he wouldn't say bad things about Huang Siqi rashly. If Longxing and Huang Siqi had any connection, wouldn't he cheat him if he did this?

"I just arrived at the Soul-Stillage Squad, and I don't know much about Captain Huang, but do you have to talk about your relationship..." Wu Liang seemed to think seriously and then replied: "Since there is no communication, of course it's not a good or bad relationship."

"Oh?" Long Xing stared at Wu Liang's eyes, as if judging whether what he said was true. Then Long Xing nodded and said, "I just saw that you had just joined our alliance and were sent to this survivor competition. Although your strength is obvious to everyone, and the newborn calf dared to challenge the captain of the Scarlet Squad, I think you are not very familiar with the rules of this competition, otherwise your companions would not have suffered misfortune as soon as they came to this world, right?"

Wu Liang nodded subconsciously when he heard this. In fact, even if Xiao Qian is still safe and sound at the gathering place of the ape tribe, they have indeed suffered a great loss of not understanding the situation. If the elder hadn't accidentally thought he was a savior, then Wu Liang and Xiao Qian wouldn't know if they were still alive now.

"I can't say too much about some things." Long Xing's voice sounded a bit contagious, and Wu Liang even felt that if he hadn't known some insider words, he might have been complained about Long Xing's words, which would have become even more resentful to Huang Siqi. Of course, the hatred between them could no longer be resolved, and Wu Liang, who is the kind of Yin man, would have to teach him a lesson sooner or later.

"However, although some young people have good strength, their management ability and mind are not that big." Long Xing looked at Wu Liang who was thinking and leaned over with his cup: "I admire you very much, Wu Liang, you are a smart person, smarter than many people. I hope you can understand what I mean."

Wu Liang looked at the Long Xing who was looking forward to him, and he bit his lip and seemed very hesitant, but in the end he seemed to have made up some decision and bumped the wine glass with the other party's lightly.

"Since Uncle Long looks down on me so much, it would be a bit stupid for me to be ungrateful." Wu Liang raised his cup and signaled to the other party: "As long as I can complete this competition alive, I..."

Before Wu Liang finished speaking, Long Xing touched his wine glass again and stopped Wu Liang from continuing.

"Young man, don't be so impulsive." Long Xing drank the wine in the glass in one go, and Wu Liang drank the wine in the glass when he saw this.

"Even if you think about some things, don't say them out." Long Xing pointed to Wu Liang's chest and said, "Let's wait for this matter to pass, let's find a chance to talk about it. There are too many people here..."

Wu Liang nodded, and then said with something in his words: "Okay, then I will rely on Uncle Long in the future?"

"Boy, live well, you young people have the chance." Long Xing turned around and was about to walk to other places, but he suddenly asked, "By the way, what is the name of the monster that attacked you?"

Wu Liang almost said the Black Jebian: "Black...it's pitch black, a bit like a leopard, but its tail is big and long, and it moves very quickly. If it weren't for escaping quickly..."

Long Xing nodded and said to himself: "It should be a black beast. Your ability to escape under their attack is enough to show your ability!"

Although Wu Liang had no special expression on his face, he was sweating secretly. He was really careful at all times. This Long Xing was really an old fox. He didn't ask what that monster looked like, but instead asked what the monster was named... Wu Liang thought of this and couldn't help but guess: Could this old guy already doubt me? Or did he usually speak?

However, Long Xing did not talk to Wu Liang anymore. He turned around and walked towards another group of people. When those people saw Long Xing walking over, they all seemed flattered and very enthusiastic.

Long Xing took this opportunity to win over everyone with the Gods of the Survivor Alliance? This was Wu Liang's first reaction. Moreover, with Long Xing's previous description of the apes, Wu Liang wondered whether Long Xing had reached a consensus with the Kodi clan, and he wanted to lead people to cooperate with them to invade this planet and wipe out the indigenous ape warriors here.

And Wu Liang confirmed that this matter did not have the consent of the Survivors Alliance, and these gods are probably also masterpieces of cooperation between Dragon Xing and the Kodi tribe. The Kodi tribe must have agreed to some conditions, so Long Zhan used this survival competition to win over personnel, not only to serve for himself, but also to be used as a weapon to attack the ape tribe.

The reason why Long Xinghui looked at Wu Liang was nothing more than that of ordinary people. After all, finding a capable assistant is of course much better than finding ten wastes. Moreover, Wu Liang dared to stand up and sing a opposite tune with Jingtian when the Scarlet Squad is crowded. This fearless personality and momentum are probably also the bargaining chip that impressed Long Xing.

However, Wu Liang would not think that Long Xing would regard himself as a confidant. The reason why he attracted Wu Liang was just to treat him as a knife, a knife that specializes in killing the apes. As for how long this knife can last, Long Xing would never care about it.

After Long Xing left, Wu Liang turned around and walked towards Liu Yongcheng as if he was nothing, but Wu Liang breathed a sigh of relief in secret. It was too hard to talk to Long Xing, because Wu Liang had to pretend to be someone who didn't understand anything, and always had to be alert to not say the wrong thing. This was really too difficult.

"Why is that old man looking for you?" Liu Yongcheng didn't even know Long Xing's name. Wu Liang really didn't know what this guy's brain was for.

"It's okay." Wu Liang threw away the piece of cold meat that Liu Yongcheng had handed to him before, and then joked: "He asked me if these things were delicious. Look, the meat was cold when I spoke."

Liu Yongcheng wiped his mouth and then burped it. It was obvious that he was very happy to eat.

"What did you say to him?" Liu Yongcheng couldn't hear Wu Liang's joke: "It's pretty good. You must thank him. Thank you for providing us with such delicious food. These things cannot be eaten on earth."

As he said that, Liu Yongcheng actually wanted to thank Long Xing himself. Wu Liang quickly stopped him when he heard this. This stupid guy must not do such a shameful thing, otherwise Long Xing might directly put him out of the lottery. You must know that in this forest, if there are no gods, it would be quite dangerous. Life is not a joke.

Just as everyone was having a lot of food, Long Xing walked around the corner and basically knew about everyone's situation. At this moment, the lottery finally began.

In fact, almost everyone is waiting for this moment, because while announcing the list, they can almost judge everyone's life and death. Those who have obtained the armed forces of the gods can almost survive this survival war, and those who have not obtained have to be blessed. To survive in an unfamiliar environment outside, it really takes some luck and brain to be able to save their lives under the gaze of those ferocious and bloodthirsty beasts and those apes with erratic positions.

Because the Gods have seven armed forces, Longxing draws the corresponding nine people according to each set of equipment. Which part each person can get depends entirely on luck, but it is a lucky thing to get one. The controller of the original power will not mind which part he has obtained, but will care whether he will get it.

So the whole square became popular, but this popularity was spiritual rather than scene. Every time a word was spit out from Long Xing's mouth, the more than one hundred people below would remain silent. Of course, except for the guy with good luck, no one would cheer for others, because everyone was holding their breath, hoping to hear their name from Long Xing's mouth.

But there are always those who are proud and frustrated in this world. When a set of Gods is issued, some people will leave the platform and walk far away. They are those who have not obtained the fragments of the armed forces. No one can understand the low mood of those people at this moment.

Finally, Long Xing began to draw the winner of the Vulcan Number, and Liu Yongcheng was still eating beside Wu Liang, as if his appetite would never be filled. But looking at his appearance, he seemed not nervous at all, or this guy didn't realize how much the result of the draw had to him now, so who made his reaction slower than ordinary people?

Because a wrist guard was taken away by that lucky guy before, there were only eight parts left of the Vulcan, and Long Xing was drawn in sequence from a transparent glass jar with more than a dozen paper notes. With previous experiences, everyone knows that the names of the fire-type origin power controllers who participated in the survival competition were all in this glass jar.

Every time a name is heard, a man will yell and jump up, then dance onto the stage, and then take the armed parts from Long Xing's hand, but accompanied by the sighs of more than a dozen or twenty strangers.

As one person came to power and one person stepped down, Long Xing finally had only one Vulcan leg armor left in his hand.

"The Vulcan Number is about to be drawn. Let's see who the last lucky one is?" Long Xing reached out and drew a circle in the glass jar, then picked up a note and twisted it into his hand. At this moment, there were still more than a dozen fire controllers left, and their attention was all focused on the note in Long Xing's hand. I hope the name on it was his own!

"Ah, it's not right!" Liu Yongcheng suddenly realized and said, "This is the Vulcan God, right? Haven't I read my name yet?"

Damn! Wu Liang almost fell down. This guy's reflex arc is too long, right?
Chapter completed!