Tonight's hunt was a success, and the results were gratifying.

A group of people talked and laughed, and they didn't think that time passed too slowly, and before four o'clock in the morning, there were only a few beast king-level mutant giant beasts left behind Zhao Xin's buttocks. At this time, Zhao Xin had basically become tired from a lightning letter to a dead dog letter.

Although several beast kings were powerful, in front of Tang Chuan now, they were all killed in a few minutes without any ambiguity.

After the war, the hunting ground was a mess, the originally leafy forest, now like the head of a middle-aged uncle, extremely smart, the originally neat forest was ruthlessly destroyed, trampled on more than the concrete ground.

Looking at the prey behind them, everyone felt a joy in their hearts, and they were simply overjoyed. But because there was so much prey, they couldn't transport the huge amount of prey back to deal with it, and they were happy to be troubled.

Everyone didn't expect that there would be such a big result in the first operation, so much prey was transported back, and the small camp couldn't fit it. Even if it is loaded, when the corpse is disposed of, the blood and internal organs are too buried, and they still can't live it?

As soon as everyone is combined, the earth will transport supplies as soon as the morning dawns, and when the time comes, simply let them pull them away directly, and let them pull them back to the earth to deal with them slowly.

At this point, there is no better way, Tang Chuan estimated that the beasts within a radius of dozens of miles were all killed last night, and there should be no problems in a short time. agreed to this proposal, Tang Ercheng Yaowen took the soldiers back to the camp and began to light a fire to cook. Tang Chuan, Zhao Xin and Rui Mengmeng stayed behind to take care of these prey.

Things went more smoothly than expected, and the supplies arrived after breakfast. After unloading the trucks, generators, and many other messy things, the transport plane was empty. As soon as Tang Chuan and the others told them about the situation, the transport personnel had no opinion, nodded and agreed.

Everyone was busy again, but the harvest was too huge, and even if they tried their best, the transport plane could not take all the prey away. Also a small part of the body, left in the giant Jupiter. The rest had to be cleaned up by themselves, and by the way, it could also be used as their rations.

Although the energy in the body of the ordinary mutant giant hand is very weak, but that is only for super soldiers, ordinary people must have improved their physical fitness a lot after eating, and it can be regarded as adding some self-protection ability to ordinary soldiers.

At the same time, Tang Chuan did not mean to take out the energy beads in the Beastmaster's body, but brought several Beastmasters back to Earth along with other ordinary prey.

Each energy bead is very precious, and when the hunt is over, it will need Ducao to distribute it uniformly.

Tang Chuan didn't have any opinion on this, although he felt that he could complete a complete transformation by eating a dozen or so energy beads at most, and there would definitely be a earth-shaking change in his strength at that time. Heaven and earth, sun and earth, Morgana in the middle, but this is a war between civilizations and civilizations, even if he ends up being invincible in the universe like Keisha?

He alone cannot control the battle between gods and gods, and only when his companions are strong can the earth survive this catastrophe, this is his big picture.

He never wanted to make himself strong and leave the earth alone.

It's not that he's noble, it's that he's afraid of being alone.

If he hadn't crossed over, he might have had this idea and even put it into action. However, after more than ten years of traveling through the supergod world, everyone is drunk and I feel really uncomfortable when I wake up.

I know what is going to happen next, but in order to keep my secret, I can only pretend not to know and be distressed; Obviously, everyone is a soldier and even a soldier, and others can be heartless, but he has to be afraid to walk on thin ice all the time, which is uncomfortable.

Some people may say, don't you have a daughter-in-law who will become an angel queen in the future? What are you still struggling with? Hug your thighs and eat soft rice, angel civilization is spicy, this will definitely not happen.

You said that Tang Chuan was hypocritical or pretentious, anyway, he felt that it was impossible for him to follow the angels.

It's not that I disdain to eat soft rice, it's the difference in race.

He doesn't mind having an angel daughter-in-law, but if he wants to live in the angel civilization for a long time, then he can't accept it.

He thinks that people are social creatures, and only when they get together can they have the courage to live. The gap between the various creatures and human beings in the angelic civilization is not ordinarily large, if you really live in the angelic civilization, look around. Either with wings or horns on his head, he really can't fit in.

From here, it can be seen that Tang Chuan really does not have the mental quality to be a strong man. After the protagonists in Dian Niang's novel crossed over, they immediately soared into the sky. Which one is not a war against heaven and earth, killing gods when encountering gods, encountering Buddhas and killing Buddhas? A man who strides on the road to becoming supreme, as for his kind? What is that? And you can't make them stronger.

Tang Chuan went from the fear of crossing at the beginning, to the confusion in the back and just wanting to live, and then to the strength in the back and not having to die, and wanting to contribute to the earth.

To put it bluntly, he is afraid that he will be left alone in the universe, and he has had nightmares more than once, and he is alone in the universe. Midnight dreams of the feeling of being wrapped in boundless loneliness that almost drives him crazy.

So he's a weakling, a downright weakling. He can give up his life for the sake of his loved ones, or he can harden Morgana for the sake of the earth. But leave him alone, he can't do it.

So he is not noble, but very selfish.

On the surface, he is no different from ordinary people now, but the string in his heart is already very tight, and it seems that it may break at any time.

Once one day, if the earth's civilization really suffers a devastating blow. He's either dead or transforms into a monster that destroys the universe.

Tang Chuan didn't want to think about this, he just felt that he had a decent strength now, and he should make a contribution to the earth. If he doesn't die, then he hopes that others won't die either, at least not even this group of people.

For this reason, he is willing to give up the benefits that were originally at his fingertips and weigh the gains and losses from the height of the earth.

To get back to the point, since this hunt has gained a huge harvest, Tang Chuan and the others quickly entered the role, hunting and hunting in an orderly manner according to the plan.

The energy bead does have a perverted attraction to mutant beasts, and it is simply a blinding effect.

Three months have passed, and Tang Chuan and the others have been hunting smoothly, plundering a lot of resources.

However, nine times out of ten, things in the world are not as expected, even if you are proud for a moment, it is just to make you cry more rhythmically later.

Dead Song Academy

Snow came to Karl, the god of death, gloomy.

"My god Karl, the ...... of the Male Company of the Earth"

Before Snow finished speaking, Karl, who was immersed in writing, raised his head to interrupt him, and calmly handed him a strange-shaped instrument and said, "I know, you personally go to the giant Jupiter and give this to the beast leader over there." ”

Seeing the instrument handed over by Carl, Snow looked at Carl in shock and shocked. He couldn't understand it too well, but he couldn't figure out why Carl was doing it, or why he would use it.

Although he was full of questions, he didn't ask more when he saw that Carl didn't want to say more. As an old follower who has followed Carl for tens of thousands of years, he can almost figure out Carl's temper, and he doesn't ask much about taking the instrument and turning away.

It is precisely because of his understanding that he is more in awe, and he always reminds himself that as a subordinate, he must obey his words. Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, otherwise sooner or later, the grass on his grave will grow into a Hulunbuir forgiveness prairie.