Vol 2 Chapter 131: The new "island"

Because they had just enjoyed a "big meal" at noon, the "old tune group" casually ate canned food, energy bars and compressed biscuits in the evening, instead of tossing about hunting and cooking.
Moreover, in the mountains in winter, the beasts are not so easy to find.
"Does this place know many people?" Sitting by the fire, Jiang Baimian asked Jorgensen, who was working hard to serve as a "servant army."
Jorgensen glanced at his companions who were taking turns on duty around him, and smiled flatteringly:
"This is the last clean water source to leave the Chilar Mountain in the southwest. If it is not winter, there will definitely be various caravans and teams of relic hunters camping here, and you will encounter other humans if you are not careful."
He paused, then added:
"We like to lie in ambush nearby. When we encounter people with many firepower and strong firepower, we pretend not to see it. If it is a small team of four, five, uh, five or six people, we will rush out to grab a wave.
"Without this kind of fixed income, our boss can't afford so many people."
At this moment, the robber with the scar on his face interrupted and said:
"Later, those small caravans and small relic hunters have all learned their skills. As long as they want to get water, they will gather a large group of people.
"Hey, some relic hunters are specially invited to destroy us. Sometimes, we are forced to not lie in ambush in these places. We have a meal without a meal, and we have to rely on the fields cultivated in the mountains to barely survive."
Seeing that this guy seemed to want to grab his role and take his place, Jorgensen glanced at him angrily and said:
"Don't listen to him. The Chilar Mountains are the main trade route from the'Linhai Alliance' to Tarnan. What you grab can be easily exchanged for food in Tarnan.
"The rotten fields in the mountains are mainly to pass the time for family wives."
Jiang Baimian has long been familiar with the robber part-time farmer, or the farmer part-time robber. What made her feel funny was that Jorgensen was a man from Red River who opened her mouth and shut her mouth, but it was words such as "manny" and "ghost talk".
Robbers also have targets...Long Yuehong sighed silently beside him.
Shang Jian Yao asked:
"How's the harvest?"
"Huh?" Jorgensen didn't expect the other party to care about this issue.
This gave him the feeling of two farmers squatting at the door and chatting.
If the other party still puts his hands in his sleeves, it's more like it.
Jiang Baimian didn't know where Shang Jianyao learned the old peasant's tone, so he skipped the topic amusedly:
"Tonight you will be a group of two, taking turns to watch the night.
"So are we."
She didn't let Long Yuehong and others give up the long-established habit because of the existence of the "servant army".
At this moment, Shang Jianyao and Bai Chen cast their eyes on the entrance of this water source at the same time.
This is a relatively closed valley. The clear water flows down from the rock wall into a quiet pool. There is only one road around which can drive cars in.
Of course, if you don’t drive, there are still many paths you can leave.
Before long, a dark blue mountain car with steel plates drove in. It had a taller chassis, larger tires and a burly figure.
"Handsome!" Shang Jianyao whistled.
This is not a big beauty, but a handsome guy.
He was able to react before Jiang Baimian, not because the scope of influence increased again, but because he heard the roar of the engine.
As soon as the mountain car drove into the valley, it found the vehicle and the tent just erected on the other side of the pool.
Its speed suddenly slowed down, and the people inside seemed to have taken up a weapon and put on a guard posture.
The mountain bike drove slowly to the place farthest from Shang Jianyao and the others, facing them across a not-so-small pool.
The people in the car seemed natural and calm but got out of the car cautiously, a combination of three men and one woman.
One of them was in charge of fetching water and the other was looking for firewood. The two of them stood beside the mountain car, watching the "old tune group" and their "servant army" vigilantly.
This can be distinguished from the outside. The four robbers of Jorgensen are all crooked and crooked.
Jiang Baimian glanced at them and left a very deep impression on one of them.
He was standing next to the front cover of the car, taller than Jiang Baimian, only a little shorter than Shang Jianyao, and the smaller half of his right-handed head shone with silver-white metallic luster, which seemed to have been repaired with synthetic materials.
An irregular single piece was still inlaid on his left forehead, which was not removed for some reason, only the protruding part was smoothed out.
This man is wearing a black coat, a straight knife is slanted on his back, and a pistol with a streamlined design is in his palm.
His black hair is extremely short, his right eye seems to have been modified, the iris reflects a peculiar purple-red color, and there is an unremarkable mole under his left eye.
"Mechanical reformer?" Long Yuehong asked Shang Jianyao in a low voice.
Shang Jian Yao gave a "um" and solemnly replied:
"For the time being, only the transformation can be seen, no machinery has been found."
Not all metals can be called machinery.
Opposite the person responsible for fetching water was a 27 or 18-year-old woman with long straight black hair and gentle and intellectual temperament, not quite like a relic hunter who had been venturing outside for a long time.
Antiquities scholar? History researcher? Naturalist? She invited a relatively powerful team of relic hunters to protect herself and go deep into the Chilar Mountains? When Jiang Baimian regained his gaze, speculation flashed through his mind.
The ruin hunter team over there didn't seem to come over to exchange ideas, Jiang Baimian did not send a business to see Yao to stimulate each other, the two sides were alert to each other, maintaining a peaceful state.
This is the normal state of caravans and relic hunters when they meet at the source of water. They have no relatives, no common language, and no communication at all, unless they are all gathered for one thing, or someone is eager to ask for directions and inquire. news.
When the fire was on the opposite side and the dinner was finished, Jiang Baimian arranged Long Yuehong and Bai Chen to take turns, and he and Shang Jianyao were responsible for the most dangerous and easy to slack time period.
Shang Jian Yao got on the jeep, didn't say much, squeezed his temples on both sides, and fell asleep.
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Just getting acquainted with his good abilities, before leaving the Redstone Gathering, he wandered again in the "Sea of ​​Origin" and headed to the next island.
In the shimmering illusory ocean, Shang Jianyao changed various postures to adjust the boring "journey" in a way of self-entertainment.
He used freestyle for a while, backstroke for a while, a dog planer for a while, and an S-shaped swim for a while, walking aimlessly.
I don't know how long it took, an island appeared in front of him.
This island has mountains, water, trees and grass. Compared with the previous two, it is like a paradise.
As soon as Shang saw Yao climbed up, he assumed a posture to deal with the attack, but after a while, he didn't wait for anything.
He looked around, but he didn't find any monsters that had evolved from fear.
After thinking about it, Shang Jian Yao sat down cross-legged and decided who was more patient than him.
The warm sun shining and the gentle breeze made him a little drowsy, but he didn't lose control.
This non-abnormal state continued until he started to get tired.
Therefore, Shang Jianyao naturally broke away from the "sea of ​​origin" and returned to the real world.
He opened his eyes abruptly, looked at the front seat of the Jeep, and half-opened his mouth.
After hesitating, Shang Jianyao closed his mouth again and closed his eyes again.
This time, he really fell asleep.
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From night to dawn, Jiang Baimian ordered his team members and the "servant army" to pack up their belongings and prepare to leave.
When they drove their cars slowly towards the entrance to the valley, the man who seemed to have done mechanical modifications on the opposite side hesitated for a few seconds and shouted:
"Are you heading southwest?"
"Yes!" Shang Jianyao pressed the window and answered all questions.
The man raised his hand to touch the cold metal right cheek, and said loudly:
"It's better to take a detour.
"A'higher unintentional person' appeared in the southwest mountainous area."
"Higher unintentional"? Jiang Baimian opened the co-driver's window and asked in confusion:
"When did this happen?"
Meins and the others just came out of Tarnan and returned to the "Linhai Alliance" through that area.
The man whose half of his skull was replaced with silver metal replied:
"Just recently.
"He wasn't there, he just entered that mountain area yesterday."
Jiang Baimian suddenly realized, and asked:
"Is the'unintentional' deformed, or is the awakened person suffering from the'intentional disease'?"
"I don't know, UU reading www.uukanshu.com this is the intelligence returned by several relic hunter teams with tragic deaths and injuries." The other side responded.
They don't seem to want to say more.
Jiang Baimian let out a sigh of relief, no longer entangled, and said loudly:
"thank you!"
"Thank you!" Shang Jianyao also expressed his thoughts.
Out of the valley, before Jiang Baimian called to stop Jorgensen and others' vehicles, and asked how to detour, Shang Jianyao suddenly said:
"I found the third island last night.
"But it's weird."
Why didn't you say it earlier? Jiang Baimian first flashed such a thought subconsciously, and then asked gently:
"What's weird?"
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