Chapter 12: A Treasure Falls from the Sky

The fact is that thirty people really couldn't catch Zhang Xuan in the sea, but instead showed all their foreign appearances. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Shi Tang from God's perspective couldn't help laughing, and there were also people on the shore laughing.

A new hundred contractors, appearing a little later. As soon as Pu appeared on the stage, he watched a big show, and the tense atmosphere suddenly dissipated.

A group of Honkai monsters flutter in the water and catch a young man.

"What's that? Teletubbies. ā€

"Beaming."

"What the hell, cosplay."

Everyone just thought it was a game, and stood on the shore and shouted: "Come on, come on." ā€

A gap appeared in the crowd, and everyone shouted in surprise, unable to dodge: "Crab." ā€

"What's the noise, I haven't seen crabs, get out of the way." The big yellow-shelled crab came violently, crashed through the crowd, ran into the sea, and what was even more incredible was that the crab's mouth was out of people's mouths.

"Oh my God, monsters."

The crowd screamed in fright and fled, pointing and watching from a hundred meters away.

The crab is like water, drowning and drowning, fortunately someone looked at him pitifully and pulled it out, otherwise he would become the first drowned crab in history.

The appearance is a crab, but the essence is still a human, it is just a transfiguration pill, changing shape, and it cannot be turned into a crab inside.

……

"Forget it, don't chase it, let's go back." Ouyang Qingqing reluctantly gave up, compared to a fool, everyone was more interested in the new contractor, as for this fool, let him die.

"Why don't you guys play, come back soon." Zhang Xuan hadn't had enough fun yet, and shouted dissatisfiedly.

On the shore, the new contractors were all teasing the crabs, and suddenly shouted.

"Look, what's that?"

"There are youkai."

What's going on? The veteran contractors looked back one after another, only to see waves on the calm water, multicolored brilliance, a ten-colored flower emerged from the void, floating on the sea, with the water waves swinging, exuding a refreshing atmosphere.

"Treasures?"

The veteran contractor has long felt the magic of space, the change of himself, the vision of heaven and earth, and it is obvious that the treasure is born.

Almost at the same time, they pounced on it, like a jackal smelling blood.

The new contractors who watched from the shore, and there was no shortage of careful and courageous people, who also quickly pounced and entered the ranks of snatching.

In the Guiding Temple, Shi Tang's expression was also wrong, he felt that the colorful and magnificent flower contained a different kind of atmosphere, which had a very great temptation to the soul, and it was definitely a treasure.

Why did this thing suddenly appear?

"Cai'er, what's going on?"

"Your Highness, all this is from you."

"I, I don't know?" Shi Tang's head swirled in countless circles of greetings.

"You're the one who brings this island to life."

"Yes, I just made up ordinary weeds, wild fruits, rabbits, mice, and birds, but there are no such strange things." Shi Tang suddenly thought of something, could it be ......

"Your Highness, the cause of the desolation of Peace Island is the condensed dead air, which appears to be black solidified clods of earth and withered trees. However, the source of this dead qi is the remnants of the xenomorph divine power that has been raging after the Great War.

It can be dead or reversed into divine power, and as long as anything is stained with even a trace of divine power, it will transform into a magical treasure. ā€

"Cai'er, you mean, these plants can absorb this xenomorphic divine power?"

"Theoretically. There are 30,000 wild grasses and wild fruits born on Heping Island, and only one is truly mutated. The probability is low. This five-colored grass is a good thing, and the contractor named Zhang Xuan is blessed.

For His Royal Highness, the benefits are more than that, Cai'er has already analyzed the five-color grass.

Borrowing the power of the Connecting Temple, you can copy the five-colored grass in batches. In the process of copying, the power of different species is constantly extracted. It is equivalent to opening a channel for transforming the power of different gods.

At the same time, His Highness will have a steady stream of five-colored grasses. ā€

Shi Tang clapped his hands and laughed: "Very good, quickly copy a hundred five-color grasses for me to see." "I'm going to eat one and throw two.

Cai'er learned to be a human and spread her hands: "It takes a hundred spiritual power to copy a five-color grass. ā€

One hundred, Shi Tang sadly found that it was all spent, and he didn't have a dime, with a collapsed expression.

Cai'er grinned and said, "Could it be that His Highness thinks that extracting xenomorph divine power will not be consumed." ā€

"I see." Shi Tang cleaned up his mood, and the contractor collected spiritual power, anyway, it was a matter of one or two hours, and he could afford to wait.

At this point, there is a change in the field.

With the white splash of water fluttering on the sea, fifty-seven people joined in the snatching of the five-colored grass.

The fish slid over, and the five-colored grass was held in Zhang Xuan's hand, put it under his nose and sniffed it, revealing an intoxicated look, and then he was about to eat it in one bite.

"Fool, let me down the divine grass, Ben Shao spared you from death." Qian Shao shouted with red eyes, and poured a few more mouthfuls of water into his mouth.

"Don't eat it." Ouyang Qingqing also stopped it, revealing a very gentle tone: "Baby, come to my sister's place, can I exchange sugar and chocolate with you." ā€

Everyone rolled their eyes and exchanged sugar and chocolate, which is really good for you to say.

No one despises it, and everyone is afraid that the fool will chew up the sacred grass.

Ouyang Qingqing's gentleness and beauty were extraordinary, and the fool was stunned, as if he was also confused, he took it away from his mouth, and shook his hand above his head.

"You want my flowers?"

Everyone nodded in unison, and the fool clapped his hands happily: "Then you come to chase me, let's play hide and seek, come and chase me, come and chase me." ā€

Puff puff squirting water, everyone looks constipated. Miao Jiaojiao covered her forehead speechlessly, a group of people were played by a fool, who was the fool in the end.

The fool was caught, and one hundred and thirty people caught one, and he could exhaust his strength in turn.

At the last moment, the five-colored grass was directly swallowed by the fool.

"Stinky idiot, spit it out for me." Qian Shao's group of people were beating Zhang Xuan to vent their dissatisfaction.

Miao Jiaojiao was kind-hearted and couldn't stand it anymore: "The surname is Qian, he's just a fool, don't go too far, otherwise I'll call the Golden Armor Arbiter." ā€œ

Qian Shao poked a finger at the time: "Stinky NPC, you'd better leave my business alone, otherwise I won't know how to teach you how to die." ā€

Since the last time Miao Jiaojiao worked as a waitress in a small shop, she was completely recognized as an NPC, no matter how Miao Jiaojiao argued, others didn't believe it, you are an NPC, what to pretend, I thought I didn't know.

"Kim! Armor! Second! Cut out! He who! Suddenly, a burst of sound resounded through the sky.

Qian Shao's legs were so frightened: "Who shouted?" ā€

The NPC beauty covered her mouth and shook her head: "It's not me, it's not me." ā€

Four gold-armored arbiters appeared, flapping their wings to patrol left and right: "Human brawls have been detected, disrupting the stability of Peace Island, dispersing them." ā€

Whoosh, four golden phantoms shuttled, one by one poisonous needles pierced the suspect's body, and the more than ten people who surrounded the assault lay on the ground screaming, losing the ability to move, and the golden armor arbitrator flapped his wings and flew away.

Zhang Xuan stood up, glanced at the more than ten people in the big bags and small bags, and showed his neat snow-white teeth: "Who did you ask?" Of course I shouted, a bunch of pencils. ā€