"Boom!"

In a rumbling sound, Lin Luo opened his eyes and woke up.

The sound came from the depths of the valley, and as it sounded, the earth shook slightly.

However, Lin Luo had long been accustomed to this.

At this time, it was the fifteenth day of his arrival in this valley.

During these fifteen days, a rumbling sound like this sounded every morning.

He quickly got up from the ground, walked to a stone not far away, picked up the red wild fruit that lay on the stone, and ate it with great gusto.

Around, the other survivors all woke up to the rumbling sound, and they all stood up and ate the wild fruit as well.

This is the food prepared for them by the barbarian vines, which contains a little spiritual power, so that they can eat two or three to fill their stomachs.

Now, after so many days, including Lin Luo, there are only five people left who have survived.

Among them, the three sinew warriors were all alive, and the remaining two were Lin Luo and a strong flesh warrior.

Telling the ginseng king about a novel thing every day is, to put it bluntly, fighting for experience.

The three skeletal warriors have an advantage in this regard, their strength is strong, the range of hunting is wider, and the more novelties they encounter.

And Lin Luo had finished talking about all the novelties he had encountered in this world five days ago.

The reason why he has been able to survive until now is entirely due to the strong knowledge reserve on Earth.

That's right, since five days ago, the novelties he told to the Ginseng King have been the myths and legends of his magic change.

Anyway, it is impossible for the ginseng king to distinguish the real from the fake.

Besides, he had already discovered that the Ginseng King didn't care too much about whether the novelty they were talking about was true or false.

That look is just a story.

Lin Luo guessed that maybe it was because it had lived too long, seen too many things, and wanted to pursue some novelty.

So, he simply made up a story for it.

"Brush!"

Just when Lin Luo had just eaten the two wild fruits, with a strong coercion, the figure of the Ginseng King appeared on the moss-covered boulder.

"Let's continue to start today, or you will talk first!"

Immediately, the little short finger of the golden rhizome pointed at Lin Luo, and directly named him to speak first.

In the past few days, Lin Luo has told all the stories that are made up, which sounds more interesting than the other four.

Therefore, at the beginning of each time, the ginseng king named him to speak first.

In this regard, Lin Luo had already been prepared, and quickly spoke: "I heard that in the distant Divine Continent, there is a magical fruit tree nurtured by the spiritual roots of heaven and earth, called the Ginseng Fruit Tree.

The fruit tree blooms every 3,000 years, bears fruit every 3,000 years, and waits for another 3,000 years for the fruit to ripen.

When ripe, the ginseng fruit is pale yellow in color and hangs on the tree like a baby.

It is said that ordinary humans can immediately break through to become bloodline warriors as long as they smell the fragrance of ginseng fruit.

If you eat one,......"

"What happens if you eat it?"

Lin Luo just paused, and the Ginseng King immediately asked out loud.

Obviously, I was already fascinated by the story.

Seeing this, Lin Luo didn't dare to sell Guan Zi, and immediately said: "If you eat a ginseng fruit, you can immediately become the most powerful human king!"

"Gollum~!"

As soon as Lin Luo's words were finished, he immediately heard the sound of swallowing saliva.

Turning his head, he saw the other four surviving warriors, all swallowing saliva with their eyes shining at the moment.

They didn't know that the ginseng fruit tree was changed by Lin Luo from the devil in "Journey to the West", and now they are only thinking about ginseng fruit.

After all, as long as you eat one, you can break through and become the most powerful human king!

In contrast, the Ginseng King was much calmer, and instead asked Lin Luo with interest: "Then which is more precious than the peach or the ginseng fruit you said yesterday?"

That's right, what Lin Luo told the Ginseng King yesterday was the peach.

However, it is not the guardian spirit of the peach tribe, but the peach in the peach orchard.

Because, the ginseng king has long known about ordinary peaches.

"The effects of peach and ginseng fruit are similar. ”

Lin Luo immediately replied: "But there is only one ginseng fruit tree, so it is more precious." ”

"Makes sense!"

Hearing this, the Ginseng King nodded slightly.

Then, he continued to point to another person.

"Ahh

Three minutes later, with a scream, another flesh warrior was snatched by the barbarian vines and torn in half.

At this point, except for Lin Luo, all the flesh and blood warriors have died.

"There are too few people now, and starting tomorrow you will each have to talk about two new things. ”

And the voice of the ginseng king also sounded again, like a magic voice asking for life.

Hearing this, the faces of the three skeletal warriors suddenly became very ugly.

As for Lin Luo, his face was no better.

Although he can make up stories based on myths and legends, even if he makes up stories, there will always be a day when they will be finished.

When the time comes, he will inevitably become a "fertilizer".

However, the Ginseng King did not care about their despair in the slightest, and soon jumped off the boulder and walked deeper into the valley.

What is its real purpose?

Looking at the back of the departing Ginseng King, Lin Luo secretly thought in his heart.

Through this half-month of observation, as well as communication with other survivors, he was able to determine that this was not the den of the Ginseng King.

This is still on the periphery of the border wilderness, and the Ginseng King, who is the king of beasts, is a top existence in the border wilderness, and will definitely not live in the area on the periphery of the border wilderness.

The purpose of its coming here definitely has something to do with the rumbling sound that rings every morning.

As for arresting them here, Lin Luo felt at first that it would definitely not be as simple as just letting them tell stories.

But now, as the people around him died one by one, Lin Luo finally determined that it was really that simple.

In the eyes of the ginseng king, they are just tools to pass the boring time.

Even, maybe the ginseng king captured them to pass the time, but it was just a whim.

Therefore, Lin Luo was worried that even if his story could be made up forever.

When the true purpose of the Ginseng King is achieved and he returns to the depths of the border wilderness, will he still be kept to pass the time?

Perhaps, like discarding garbage that you don't have, you will directly reward those two barbarian vines!

You have to find a way to escape!

Thinking that he would also end up being torn apart by the barbarian vines, Lin Luo immediately thought in his heart.

But then, I immediately felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

Escaping under the nose of a powerful beastmaster is simply a fantasy.

As long as you don't give up, there will be a way!

However, despite knowing that there was little hope, Lin Luo still had a glimmer of hope.