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Qin Long's life is really not good.

Not only did the [Small Tactical Nuclear Bomb] get it in this mission world, but the [Team Teleportation Ring] was also exploded just after killing Phil in this mission world.

If Qin Long had been in the mission world earlier, or in other words, Qin Long would have come to seek revenge on Pu Bian more than ten days earlier, just a few days earlier!

Maybe all of them would be beaten to death by Qin Long's fist.

However, the world of survivors also has no ifs.

Park Bian remembers hearing it a long time ago.

Anything has a shape.

For example, water is round when it is served in a bowl.

For example, love can be a heart shape or a 520 red envelope.

And what about victory?

Before Park Bian lost consciousness, he would only feel that victory and survival were mushroom cloud types.

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"Uhhh

A sheep with beautiful horns suddenly raised its head, barked at the sky with a vigorous look, and then spun around in place several times in excitement.

When the other sheep saw that it was crying so happily, they were not to be outdone, and they followed suit, and even the little lamb, who was still drinking milk, called a few childish "bleats".

Suddenly, the cry of the sheep pierced the blue sky and echoed in the grassland, deafening, and even the birds foraging in the distance were frightened and flew up to the clouds with their wings flapping.

White clouds grazing in the blue sky.

The light rain sprinkled lightly, the grass sprouted, and the earth was green.

White mushroom-like yurts are particularly eye-catching as they dot the green grassland.

The beautiful song of the shepherd girl echoed in the grassland, and the herds of cattle and sheep fell to the earth like white clouds in the sky.

What a sight!

"Are you awake?"

"I haven't woken up yet."

"Alas... What can I do? What do we do next? ”

In the distance, far away from the periphery of the flock, two improvised carriages were slowly advancing.

What is a simple method?

It was two horses pulling a two-wheeled sampan, and the sides of the sampan seemed to be forced on a roof by brute force to avoid the drizzle.

Ventilation on all sides.

It's pretty simple.

And it was on these two carriages that there were a few people around, and it was Yan Chengcheng and others who had survived the catastrophe.

Yan Chengcheng endured it and didn't let himself cry.

Because on the carriage, there was Park Bian, as well as planes and small battles.

It was now the 15th day after the Grassland War, and the three of them were stunned and still hadn't woken up.

Although the bleeding from the wounds of the three had stopped, their faces were all the same pale, and they looked like they could die at any time.

There is no way.

Yan Chengcheng carefully poured health potions for each Pu Bian.

Even if they don't wake up, as long as they keep their health points from dropping, it's fine.

But especially Park Bian, Yan Chengcheng still remembers that there have always been intercolumnar cells in Park Bian's body that devour Park Bian's health at all times.

Therefore, Park Bian consumes a lot of health potions.

Blom was also a little overwhelmed.

Because he has never encountered such a situation as it is now.

After the survivors are finished, they either win, nothing happens, or they lose, they are either injured and flee or die on the spot.

How can there be such a thing now!

One, two, three, all unconscious!

The tank was leaning against the side of the carriage and smiling.

In his opinion, as long as everyone is not dead, it is fine.

Although, the whole tank has lost weight.

It's not cute anymore.。。。

This carriage was made by a small Mongolian tribe that Bulon had robbed and dismantled several yurts.

Because Bron they are now completely afraid to approach the large-scale herding population.

Not only is he afraid of exposing everyone's whereabouts and attracting the pursuit of the Tartar cavalry, but he is also afraid that if he is being pursued, he will kill these three vegetative people who have no ability to resist.

"Ugh...

Bronn sighed.

Now the entire dragon slaying group, except for Xiao Lizi, who didn't know anything about sleeping peacefully in the carriage, everyone else had a bitter face.

"We don't have much food and water left."

The tank leaning to the side suddenly spoke.

As a foodie, Tank is naturally quite aware of the food reserves within the team.

These days, they have been eating the food that Lori has prepared for everyone along the way, and the consumption is naturally amazing.

"And that's not the most important thing."

Yan Chengcheng sat next to Park Bian, gently wiping his sweat for Park Bian.

"There are less than 20 days left, and the mission world is coming to an end. But we seem to be a lot worse than the main quest! ”

Because the main quest of the survivor is to get enough silver.

So even if the tank killed enough people with a nuclear bomb and gained enough faction value, there was no silver in the account!

In other words, if the three of them can't wake up before the end of the mission world and get enough silver, then they will probably die in the forced execution of Sky Blue!

They will die in their sleep without knowing anything!

This is the most aggrieved way to die for any survivor!

Thinking of this, Yan Chengcheng's tears couldn't hold back anymore, and they fell down one by one.

Crystal tears fell on Park Bian's face like raindrops.

One drop.

One drop.

A drop...

It is only now that Bron realizes that the team is so difficult and unsustainable without Park Bian's command and advice.

"No, tonight, I'm going to rob that tribe! Snatch the silver back and put it in their arms, I still don't believe it, so it doesn't count as their silver?? ”

There was a fierce glint in Bron's eyes, and his eyes were fixed on the peaceful tribal tent in the distance.

"Ahem. . . Cough... That kind of tribe, even if you kill all the people, how much silver can you have? We want silver, not cattle and horses... ”

A weak voice came.

"Park Bian! Are you awake!! ”

Yan Chengcheng cried with joy and hugged Pu Bian.

The two of them also turned their faces sideways and quietly wiped the sand from their eyes.

"We ... Where is this? ”

In the endless grassland, it is impossible to distinguish the direction without a directional instrument.

"I don't know...

Bronn said with some shame.

It stands to reason that in the case of Park Bian's coma, Bron should be the leader in the team, but now he has made this miserable scene, and Bron himself feels that he is useless.

It's just that Park Bian didn't care.

"Go. Find a herdsman~~~ to live... ”