At dusk, the sun's afterglow pierces through the radiant clouds, painting the mountains and ruins an eerie frost blue hue.

The endless snow-topped mountains are undulating, surrounded by wide lakes in the shape of roosters, and severe radiation and heavy metal pollution have turned the originally clear lake into colorful patches of color, floating on the water, with a fist-thick layer of greasy bacteria cut by the strong wind of the fighter planes, and the formation of the Four Heavenly Kings swept the lake back and forth towards the mountains, and finally landed on the edge of the foothills, on an aging airstrip.

"Here we are."

The man with short white hair and a Moscow accent snorted through his nose with a military binocular.

He was dressed in a crooked military uniform, with a collar and a bandage around his neck, the last button of the uniform was open, allowing the hem to prop out an ugly figure-of-eight.

From his expression to his pretense, the white-haired man's body exuded a bit of sloppiness.

And it was such a photo of a man that made "Tanya Mining" pay for the lives of forty members of the exploration team.

Yakov, an ordinary researcher at the Soviet Academy of Sciences, took the initiative to inject himself with the undebugged Kasuga Jacques gene when the nuclear war broke out, and miraculously survived.

Behind Yakov, there were several people standing, mostly wearing dark black tweed coats, although their skin was pale, they all maintained elasticity and smoothness, and those standing here, without exception, were all high-level living corpses of the α rank, and the terrible radiation in the air was like a spring breeze on their faces, except for the ferocity of temperament and the change of habits, these people all maintained their sanity and appearance before death.

Only Winter Jacques, her face was as rotten and terrifying as Li Yan had when she first saw her.

The fighter plane slowly landed, several steel monsters of dozens of tons taxied side by side on the mottled old runway, the tail and the concrete ground rubbed a violent spark, and the black Buddha's slurry gradually became weak from the initial roar, and finally stopped.

The pilots opened the roof of the plane one after another, and the air with a strong burning sensation suddenly poured into the lung tubes, making their expressions distorted as if there were countless small knives pierced into their chests, and their bare skin became red and swollen in an instant, and quickly spread.

Some soldiers who couldn't stand it hurriedly took out a needle the thickness of the tail finger from the package and pierced it into their necks, which was a radiation resistance medicine that the Medicine Buddha had bought with a lot of money, and the effect was outstanding.

The man, dressed like Poluk Rousseau, rested his arm on the operating plate, his gaze wandering, and finally fixed on Winter Jacques, with an indescribable smile on his face.

"Long time no see, Vera."

Winter Jacques didn't move, but the white-haired man greeted him: "Isn't this our Living Buddha?" If you don't wear monk's robes, I can't even recognize you. Should I call you Lamujue, or should I ...... Honorific name you Allah? ”

"We've been friends for decades, and you don't believe in Medicine Buddha, doctor, just call me Lamujue, then again, what's wrong with your neck?"

With a shy smile on his face, and his warm eyes were like the young bartender in the bar who listened to the bitterness, more or less aware of Yakov's teasing.

"A little trouble, but it's been solved."

Yakov vaguely passed.

Lamu Jue jumped out of the cockpit: "I suggest you cheer up, the real trouble is coming." ”

A class-α living corpse in a tweed coat suddenly walked up to Yakov and whispered a few words.

Yakov was shocked when he heard this. The voice of the living corpse in the tweed coat was very low, but Lamujue, who was smiling and silent, still frowned: "Nina is injured?" Is there such a powerful wandering hunter in Area B? ”

"Maybe they were sent by other organizations with ulterior motives. Area B is in such a mess right now that everyone wants to get involved. ”

Yakov seemed to be deliberately holding something in front of Lamujue, and he waved his hand indifferently: "It's no big deal, we don't need to make a move, hearing the name of "Shuizhu Park", the Black Star Chariot that is eager to clear the field will naturally block other forces that want to get a piece of the pie for us." It's the same as you're designed. ”

Hearing this, Lamu Jue smiled dumbly: "I am like a careerist trying to subvert the world." ”

"Aren't you? Cult leader? ”

Yakov's tone was like a joke, but his eyes were serious.

When Lamu Jue heard this, his smile slowly retracted: "My disciples, sacrifice for the truth. ”

Yakov rolled his eyes: "I know, long live Medicine Buddha......"

He pouted again: "But you better pray that it all goes your way!" Otherwise...... You must know that your Medicine Buddha has collapsed, and the Great Devil's Lake will not listen to your brainwashing. ”

At this, Yakov's eyes lit up with danger.

Lamujue shook his head and smiled: "Doctor, you know better than anyone else that if I coveted your position, I would have been the master of this place twenty years ago. ”

He said it lightly, but the atmosphere suddenly cooled down, and the dozen or so steel monsters parked stood quietly, but they exuded a majesty that made people's scalps tingle.

“……”

Yakov scolded two words of "Ukrainian mongrel" in his heart, and did not bring it out on his face, but sneered, dropped a hard word and turned away.

"If Yu Shu doesn't show up again this time to fulfill her promise, then there is no need for us to cooperate, Hilge!"

……

For the drastic changes in the external situation, Li Yan is still ignorant, it is late at night, the temperature in the field can reach more than ten degrees below zero, use the collected fuel for heating, and prepare to leave here early tomorrow morning, and return to the crazy Zhuoma company in exchange for currency and licenses.

In the past few days in the Great Devil Lake, Li Yan has not only learned a lot of secret anecdotes before and after the winter, but also has real gains.

First up are samples of three super genes, Thunder Jacques, Autumn Jacques, and Super Sense Jacques.

In addition, there are some precious research materials, but after these are exchanged for money, they are used to pay Song Zuo's share, and there is not much.

In the dead of night, Li Yan sat cross-legged, the ground was full of fragments of the ring dragon, Li Yan pressed the broken hilt of the ring dragon, pieced it together, and then put it into his own seal.

For Li Yan now, breaking the Ring Dragon Sword is just a harmless thing, especially when he still has a Qingfeng Sword to spare.

But in terms of emotion, Li Yan still felt a little distressed. Counting the time he spent in the fruit, this nameless sword, which was originally treasured by Tai Sui, had been with him for more than a year. Li Yan relied on this sword to fight in the ring, on the battlefield, and killed demons, in the case of several points of wealth, Li Yan obviously encountered a better weapon, the sharpness and characteristics are only stronger than the ring dragon, but he still takes the ring dragon as his first choice, and is even ready to use the "clay of the eye" to reshape the ring dragon, to ensure that this weapon with an ordinary initial texture can keep up with his growth speed.

And now, the ring dragon has indeed lost the value and significance of repair, and can only be collected as a souvenir.