Chapter 812: Newspaper (First Update)
Zorgen didn't stop the ice crystals from flying away, as if he knew that it was useless to stop it, or he was relieved of the captain's character.
Where there are people, there is chaos and order, no matter what the Xiao organization looks like in the eyes of the outside world, the three burials found that the various people in the Xiao organization have a lot of trust in each other, at least more than those glamorous and decent temples in the island country.
The temple seems to be a pure place for Buddhism to the outside world, but the three burials are clear about all kinds of filth contained in these pure places.
But there is a big order in the 'villain organization', and the three burials don't know what to say, everything can only be said to be subtle Buddhism.
Half a minute after the ice crystals flew out, the voice of the regiment leader finally came again.
"I only got half of it, but I can do it. There was another existence that made a move, which was also something I didn't expect. ”
A stone slab flew out of the black void and was taken into Zorgen's hand, and the three burials observed it carefully, this stone slab was carved with bat-like patterns, and the line style of the yang carving was strange, not like the art style of East Asia.
This is the passport to the mythical kingdom of Rice Island?
There is no surprise that Zorgen can get the items promised by the head of the regiment, and this time in Lucia's operation Zorgen can be said to have made great efforts, but he is about to fish the whole way.
The third burial retracted his gaze, he didn't care about these things, no matter how precious other external things were, no matter what great opportunities they contained, what did they have to do with themselves.
However, just as the three funerals were about to say goodbye, the voice of the head of the regiment sounded again, and the object of this conversation was obviously aimed at himself.
"You deserve it."
As soon as the words fell, a golden light flew out of the darkness.
Catching the golden light, the monk looked over, and after the golden light arrived, it quickly dimmed to reveal its original appearance, a small stone sculpture.
The texture is hard, the stone is extremely rough and uneven, but the carved Buddha statue is wonderful, as if it grows naturally, with the magical ability of ninjutsu, this can indeed be called natural.
"This is a Buddhist prop, which is useless to me, and after activation, it can suppress the transcendent around the body, but the specific effect varies from person to person." The world's transcendence comes from itself, and after the monk activates the props, the suppression effect naturally depends on Mizuno's thoughts.
"The little monk didn't contribute, and he only got back half of the strange things, this ......"
The head of the regiment interrupted the words of the three burials: "I know whose credit is great, and without your cooperation, Zorgen will not easily get it." ”
"Otherwise, you can also take it as a gift from me, the head of the regiment, to the new members."
If the head of the regiment is determined to take back the props, there is no way for the three burials to return the items.
"Just take it, the head of the regiment never lacks these things."
Gazing at the sculpture in his hand, the three burials felt that this thing was related to him, and it seemed that he was blaspheming Buddhism if he didn't take this sculpture.
"Thank you for the little monk here."
The third burial monk held the miniature sculpture and nodded, although he accepted the kindness of the head of the regiment, but if there was any task that violated his beliefs in the future, he would still not accept it.
The people who stick to their beliefs the most can be called self-disciplined, but they are also often the most trampling on the rules and order.
There were no other members in the underground world present, and there was no need to talk about information, or exchange props and items, and after the mission was delivered, the head of the group simply let the consciousness of the two people push out of the space.
"Moo!"
The Siberian deer curiously approached the two big monkeys, who stood motionless in the forest for a long time.
It lives in the cold and uninhabited land all year round, where has it seen such a strange and harmless creature, after all, there are no hairy monkeys in the cold forest, in addition to humans, the world's northernmost primate is only the snow monkeys in the island country who love hot springs.
The reindeer simply bit their clothes with their mouths, but only moved them a little with difficulty.
Judging from the horror legends of the Xiao organization in the world, this deer can be regarded as a big news that can be famous all over the world.
However, after the consciousness returned to the body, the three burials opened their eyes at the same time, and the momentum that erupted in an instant frightened away the Siberian reindeer, how did these two big monkeys suddenly become terrifying giant bears?
"Instigation."
Shake off the snow on their bodies, and white snowflakes are falling, fortunately, both of them are unusual, otherwise they would be in danger of their lives just standing in the ice and snow for so long.
"Almost froze my babies to death." Small black worms flowed from Zorgen's body, but they immediately burrowed back into the 'hive'.
“……”
The three burials are not afraid of bugs, but Zorgen's extraordinary abilities are a little too terrifying in the perception.
"Now that everything is in hand, what are you going to do next?"
Hearing Zorgen's words, the three burials took the statue into his arms.
"What's next? Let's go back to the island country. ”
In addition to the island country, the monks of the three burials can't think of any good places to go, although some places in Southeast Asia worship Buddhism, but the only language that the three burials master is the island Chinese, and the island English with a taste.
After a brief plan of the trip, the two of them ran quickly in the cold forest, the feet of the transcendent were terrifyingly fast, after all, in the Hokage world, even a full-powered train could not compare to the legs of a ninja school student.
Along the way, most of the time of the two was wasted trying to find the direction, and they ran all the way until the next evening to find the nearest airport.
Flights are a bargain for travel between Siberia, but with cheap fuel and subsidies, airplanes are a luxury for the average Siberian resident.
"Buzz!"
The plane roared and took off, slowly accelerating.
The lights of different colors on the fuselage flickered in the night sky, and the cities on the ground looked a little dilapidated, and the dilapidation and desolation seemed to be the eternal theme of Siberia.
The staff in the terminal paid close attention to the situation at the airport, the flights in the small town were not busy, and there were only three or two kittens on duty in the terminal, but even if the number of people increased tenfold, it was difficult to find that there was a problem with the flights that had taken off.
The dense insects attached to the wings of the plane and slowly gathered into the human form, and the three burial monks on the ground looked up for a moment before retracting their gaze.
He also wanted to save so much trouble, but his appearance was too eye-catching, and there was no way to obstruct him.
The cold wind was howling, and a newspaper was carried to the three burial monks, even the wind seemed to have a need to read the news and understand the consultation.
"Huh."
Swiftly reaching out and grabbing the newspaper, Sanfu's eyes widened rapidly.
He naturally couldn't read the Cyrillic alphabet, but the mushroom cloud and city photos in the center of the newspaper recounted the horror news wordlessly.
"It's ...... What's going on. ”