will create such a big scene as an explosion, Valen also has the intention of escaping, since he can't take this device away under the noses of this group of people, it is better to destroy it, and he can escape while there is chaos.

It's just that the nightmarish man in black won't let him get his wish.

"If you don't regenerate the energy you have left, you should live for another twenty years."

Mr. Mo stood in the flames, this fire was not lit by firewood, the smell was extremely pungent, and the smoke and dust were all poisonous substances, but he walked leisurely, as if he did not feel the heat and poisonous smoke.

Valen retreated in fear.

"It's been too long."

Mr. Mo's tone was very regretful, and then Valen felt the strength in his body passing rapidly, and his strength was drained away!

"How can you do it to this extent! How can you do that! ”

Wallen fell into despair hysterically, and Mr. Mo watched him struggle in the fire with cold eyes, until he was literally reduced to a puddle of ashes, and finally left with peace of mind.

"In the future, if you choose any city lord, village chief, or something, please keep your eyes open, don't just announce something to the villain from anywhere, you will be stupid and listen to it, and you don't know how to resist if you are killed."

Looking at the villain boss who was burned to pieces, Jun Qianqian pointed to this unknown object and couldn't help complaining.

Not to mention that if this person appeared in the Purple Flower Tribe, he would be beaten out in minutes, this kind of airborne guy, with an unknown origin and an uneasy and kind attitude with a weapon in his hand, should be resisted by any southern tribe.

Unlike here, where there are abundant products and do not worry about food and clothing, all the tribes in the south are hunting against the sky for a living, either the prey dies or the people will starve to death, not to mention anything else, the blood is all first-class.

"Now we can start working on the antidote."

The manual is completely dead, and Jun Qianqian can only think of other ways to treat the villagers who have suffered from the curse.

It's strange in retrospect, obviously when the battle was played, the villagers all gathered together, what a good opportunity to amplify the move! They have no sense of position and formation at all, and if they go down with one weapon, everyone will be glorious.

Why didn't this guy use that damnation weapon?

Jun Qianqian couldn't figure it out, when cleaning the battlefield, the villagers also deliberately searched carefully, but they didn't find this thing.

Has it been lost a long time ago?

They can only guess too.

"Let's assume that a bottle of potion can restore more than a person's wrath, then we can try to divide the potion into ten parts and see how much it takes to work."

Speaking of which, after the villages had completed the counting of the villagers who had been damned, the number was much smaller than she expected.

It had been a long time since the lord had attacked in this way, and most of those who had been killed had died, leaving less than a hundred survivors.

And the situation of these survivors is relatively serious, two of them have seen the signs of time reversal, Jun Qianqian singled out the two, if the potion works, these two people should be able to quickly return to normal.

As she spoke, she took out the glass tube in her bag, and with the help of the high temperature of the oil flame, she burned the glass slightly and pulled it hard, and she got a pointed dropper, and with a leather suction head, it made a tool that could suck out the potion and divide it equally.

Everyone gathered in the open space, Jun Qianqian held the crystal bottle of potion in one hand and the dropper in the other, feeling like a Guanyin Bodhisattva, turning around and watering the flowers.

And the potion didn't have to drink a tenth of it at all, but just a drop of liquid was drunk by the patient, and his whole body changed.

"Wow!"

She guessed that the amount of potion was very small, but she didn't expect it to be so little! One drop works!

Good thing there was no waste!

"According to the agreement, the rest will be taken away by us."

Jun Qianqian visually checked it, and there was at least half of the amount left!

Earn big!

The villagers were obviously not very willing to give the good things to the outsiders, but the outsiders helped them a lot, and they were all very good at fighting, and the three new leaders, Linda, Rachel and Sam, all agreed, and in the end, they could only let Jun Qianqian take half of the potion.

This day should be a day of rebirth for this village, even if those compatriots who have been controlled cannot be saved, the remaining people will finally not have to pay half of the taxes, no one will be separated, and everyone can recuperate.

The flame lit during the battle was like a grand collective funeral, and in order to better bid farewell to the past, Jun Qianqian pushed Tianyin out and danced a big god for everyone.

"What are you doing!"

Tianyin was full of rejection.

"Aren't you a professional, the time has come for the organization to need you!"

Tianyin was forced to hold a funeral that resembled a sacrifice, and Shanshan watched him make a fool of himself with great interest, and laughed happily.

They rested for a while in Harrom Village, and when the scabs from the hapless Luo Ze's wound were about to fall off, Jun Qianqian ordered him to remove the gauze, and they took the time to teach Linda some Purple Flower techniques so that she could teach them to the villagers, which would help her develop her prestige.

Now the villagers have great respect for a few people, and it is easy to inquire about the sacrificial platform, but no one has come up with any useful information.

The only most useful clue is probably a thing that Jun Qianqian and Luo Ze found in a piece of scorched earth when they went to check the ruins of the battlefield in person.

"It's plastic, right?"

Jun Qianqian was dumbfounded.

"Huh?"

Luo Ze didn't know why she was so surprised.

"This thing is different from things like steel, this is 100% synthetic, even if the silk used in the color clothes does not match the age, but at least it is made of natural materials, and the technological content of synthetic plastic is not comparable to the production of silk!"

They had already speculated that perhaps there was another civilization that had disappeared before the era of the southern tribes, and that civilization could make things such as silk and silver mirrors, and the development of science and technology should be more advanced than that of the southern tribes.

If this device that can make the elixir of life uses synthetic materials, then this level of sophistication is not a little bit advanced, but an epoch-making leap!

She doesn't know how to make plastic and polymerization. She's only done a few practice questions.

Now that they are aliens, they will arrive in this world in a spaceship and settle down, and she will believe it immediately!

And what exactly did Valen mean by what he said before he died......

If that wasn't pointless trash talk, it was that Valen was aware of her anomaly, that they hadn't been in contact, and that Valen didn't know her, it could only be that he had seen someone similar to her.

She even has the same kind?

No, why does that feel weird?