Chapter 1197: Amazing coma!

"Hey, you little guy, I really can't take you!"
Uncle Jim sighed and he felt helpless for Morris's habit of "swearing."
In the past few years, this kid has repeatedly "smashed" more than a dozen unidentified wounded wanderers. Some people died soon after being detained, and some chose to leave after recovery. Others Stayed in their team.
Including Jim himself, he was actually taken back by Morris. After the injury healed, he stayed and became the uncle of Jim.
So for Morris's habit of swearing, Uncle Jim can't stop it. In many cases, he is responsible for helping Morris bring the people who are "squatting" back to their place of residence.
As for whether the other party is dangerous, Uncle Jim never needs to worry because he has enough confidence to ensure that his companions will not be hurt.
It was just that the unconscious man in front of him felt that Uncle Jim felt a little uneasy and subconsciously wanted to reject Morris’ request.
"The situation is dangerous now, we can't..."
Uncle Jim said here, just to see Morris's help, and finally his heart was soft. He inserted the machete into his scabbard and reached out to try to hold the man lying on the ground.
But when he grabbed the man's body and was about to pull it up, he found that the other person seemed to be on the ground, and he couldn't move it!
"Damn, this guy is a robot, how can it be so heavy?"
Uncle Jim was shocked. If the other party is a robot, he must not bring it back. In that case, it is very likely to bring danger to his companions.
However, when he saw the broken skin of the man and the bones of Bai Sensen, he immediately made a judgment. This is definitely a normal human with flesh and blood!
"Morris, we have no way to take him away because I can't move at all!"
Uncle Jim shook his head helplessly, reaching out and holding Morris's arm and trying to take him away.
Morris also saw the scene just now. He was very unwilling to stand up. He understood that the situation at the moment was very dangerous. If they were caught in the storm of destruction, none of them could survive!
Although it is only from a distance to see the storm of destruction, Morris is very aware of its horror. The dark clouds made up of countless micro-robots will refine and decompose all the materials that can be recycled, then hit and store them. Production of new micro robots!
Fortunately, they have only been active near the garbage mountain. After each new garbage is dumped, the dark clouds made up of such micro-robots will appear, collecting the various resources they need in the garbage.
After being collected by these micro-robots, almost all the garbage will be cut and decomposed, become riddled with holes, or even become a powder, and can no longer be used!
It is for this reason that the indigenous people will try to find some complete items that can still be used from the garbage mountain before the appearance of the micro-robot to make the tools they need.
However, when the micro-robot works, there must be no living creatures on the garbage mountain. Otherwise, the micro-robot will treat it as part of the garbage and will not hesitate to cut it off!
Therefore, the indigenous people will desperately escape the area where the garbage mountain is located when the terrorist storm is coming, so as not to be completely swallowed up by it.
It’s strange to blame this unconscious guy for being unlucky, even fainting on the garbage mountain, and can’t move at all!
"Well, Uncle Jim, let's leave!"
Quickly stood up, Morris will carry the pockets of debris in his body, and he will leave.
But at this moment, he felt that his calf was caught by someone, just like a pair of iron pliers. Then he saw Uncle Jim's face nervously taking out the machete and staring behind Morris.
"Let him go, or I will kill you!"
As Uncle Jim’s snoring sounded, Morris turned nervously and looked at the unconscious man.
A pair of clear and calm, but as if you can see all the eyes, so I looked at it with Morris, let his body tremble slightly.
"Please help me get out of here, thank you!"
After the man finished the sentence, he slammed the palm of his hand, and then Morris saw a glimmer of light flashing from his hand, and there seemed to be a strange power at the same time.
Morris ran forward two steps subconsciously, but he felt that some kind of fluttering objects were hanging on his legs, and then he found that all his companions were watching him.
Behind the transparent lens, full of horror!
"Damn, what's going on?"
Uncle Jim snorted and rushed to Morris's side, slamming his calf twice.
Morris leaned over and looked at it, only to find that the man who was as heavy as a piece of iron was as if he was floating in the air, and he was constantly shaking with his footsteps.
Only after a brief waking, the man has relapsed into a coma.
Seeing that Uncle Jim couldn't pull the coma man's hand and trying to lift the machete in his hand, Morris quickly shouted: "Uncle Jim, you can't do this!"
"Since he is asking for help from us, it is not as heavy as it was just now, then let us take him away?"
"No, don't you see how bad this guy is. God knows what monster he is?"
Uncle Jim looked resolutely, regardless of Morris's dissuasion, once again raised the machete in his hand and slammed it toward the man's arm.
"Hey!"
The chopper path fell directly on the man's arm, but the scene of the blood splash did not appear. Instead, the sword was directly bombed by huge force and landed on the garbage pile more than ten meters away.
A companion ran quickly to pick up the machete, but found that the upper edge had been rewinded, and the damage was quite serious!
Because of the extreme scarcity of metal, this uncle Jim cherished this chopper very much. Now that he saw his weapon damaged, he immediately twitched his distressed corner.
Morris was also shocked, but when he saw the machete flying out and the man’s arm was not damaged, it was a long sigh of relief, facing Uncle Jim: "Uncle Jim, can’t get rid of him. We can only take him back temporarily and then consider other things!"
"Again, this person is very mysterious and must be very capable. If he can help us in order to repay her, maybe we can make it better!"
Seeing Morris's resolute color, Uncle Jim could only helplessly sigh and let everyone leave here as soon as possible, because the storm of terror is coming.
As for Morris, who was running at the end of the team, it was very weird at the moment, because a man like a balloon is grabbing his calf with one arm, and he is still shaking with the jolts of running!