The team's style is as wild and rough as it looks, and it doesn't make the slightest sense.

Tang Luo expressed his appreciation for this.

A faint light curtain flashed, causing the air in front of him to distort slightly, and the bullet that flew towards Tang Luo's eyebrows was blocked by the "Xuanjin Immortal" and fell to the ground.

It was a black bullet, already torn apart.

After one shot, more than twenty rugged, primitive firearms stretched out from all over the car and aimed at Tang Luo.

The door of the big truck opened in the back, and down stepped a tall, strong man with a broken arm, whose entire face was almost hidden in his thick hair and beard.

It looks like a giant ape.

He carried an RPG-like thing on one arm and said, "God and Buddha? "With a hint of vigilance, a hint of banter.

Tang Luo hugged the gentle head of the Howling Dog, looking like he didn't mind the shot just now, and asked with a smile, "What about you, youkai?" ”

“……”

The tall man stared at Tang Luo and was silent, and after a while, he said, "Put it down." ”

The muzzles of the guns were immediately retracted into the car.

This group of wild style fanatics was able to do the ban by accident.

"What kind of person are you, not like a god or Buddha." The tall man put down the cannon on his shoulder and asked, Clean, this person is too clean.

Walking in the wilderness, but so clean, can no longer be described simply as "extraordinary".

"Who are you?" Tang Luo still asked rhetorically.

You can see the man's brows moved, probably frowning, and he pointed to the sign on the car and said, "Black crow, we are black crows." ”

Crows, armed caravans walking the wasteland wilderness.

Commodities include everything, from people to things, buying and selling everything that can be bought and sold.

"I haven't heard of it." Tang Luo said with a smile.

The tall man was a little displeased, and the Crow Caravan was also a well-known caravan in the wasteland.

"Forget it, it's not important." Tang Luo shook his head, "I have something to ask you. ”

The man said, "You want to buy information?" ”

"Buy?" Tang Luo said, "What do you collect, it can't be money, right?" ”

"Bullets, weapons, people, everything of value, we can collect and sell." The man said.

On the wasteland, anything can be used as currency.

As long as there is value and function, hard currency is the bullet and the person itself.

"Hmm." Tang Luo said, "The value of what I have on me is too high, and you can't afford to sell it." ”

"No, give me this little thing, and I can tell you anything you want to know." The man pointed to the Howling Dog and said.

The Howling Dog didn't even bother to look at him.

Stupid humans.

"Huh." Tang Luo laughed, holding the Howling Sky Dog with one hand, his left hand stretched out, his palm upward, and raised it slightly, "In this case, don't you have to pay 'money'?" ”

"What?" The tall man was stunned for a moment, and then he heard a terrifying cry coming from behind.

He turned around sharply and looked behind him, the "Black Raven King" he was riding, the huge body suspended in the air.

"You're right, I'm a god and a Buddha." Tang Luo said with a smile.

The black heavy truck continued to go up with Tang Luo's action of raising his hand, flew into the air, and then smashed down.

In the desperate exclamations of the crowd, hovering over their cars, overhead.

It will fall at any moment.

"After thinking about it, it's not good not to pay." Tang Luo said, "You gave me a shot just now. So how much is your life worth? ”

The distance of death is only half a meter away.

……

A few minutes later, the convoy was back on the road.

In the cab of the Black Crow King, a man named Zhou Black Crow felt that driving was a torturous thing for the first time.

The reason is just that there is a "god Buddha" sitting next to him.

The crow had to answer while driving, or take the initiative to explain the situation.

God knows why this god and Buddha behaved so ignorantly, not even as good as a mule and horse in the wilderness.

The crow didn't know, and he didn't dare ask.

From the crow's mouth, Tang Luo learned the basic situation of this wasteland world.

Some powerful, noteworthy forces.

Organizations such as the Yellow Robe Society, the Great Sun Temple, and the Celestial Gift have established a gathering place in the wasteland, the City of Steel.

Compared with these big forces and big organizations, the armed caravans of black crows are small shrimps.

These organizations also divided the people of the wasteland into two types, one was people, and those who settled in the city of steel were called people—city people.

The other is the wilderness people, the wilderness people are a better name, and there is another name, called "mules and horses".

However, these organizations are not the masters of the world.

The true rulers of this world are gods and Buddhas.

They have the same appearance as humans, and they have supreme power, and now human beings can live in the wasteland, all of which are the gifts and mercy of the gods and Buddhas.

Those great forces are worshippers of gods and Buddhas, and only by fearing gods and Buddhas and worshipping gods and Buddhas can they establish power in the wasteland.

In other words, it is precisely because of the acquiescence of the gods and Buddhas that these forces will exist.

"Gods and Buddhas......" Tang Luo said, "Is it real?" ”

The black crow still didn't dare to ask, so he could only nod: "Yes, they are the supreme great beings. ”

"Not necessarily." Tang Luo smiled, "At least you dare to use the cannon barrel to face the gods and Buddhas." ”

The crow smiled reluctantly, his smile dry.

The reason why he dared to do this was that, on the one hand, he was indeed not a believer in gods and Buddhas, and the only belief of the "Crow Caravan" was the weapon in his hand.

On the other hand, how would he know that he seemed to have met the legendary gods and Buddhas.

The gods and Buddhas are real, but they are also supreme and far away.

The distance between humans and the gods and Buddhas is even farther than the distance between humans and ants.

Even those people with great power may not have seen a side of gods and Buddhas in their lives, how could he meet one in the wilderness?

The crow just regarded Tang Luo as a "city man", but he didn't expect it......

But to be honest, even now, the black crow is half-convinced about the identity of Tang Luo God and Buddha.

It is true that the supreme power is not possessed by human beings.

But...... It's weird.

The other party is full of mysteries, too weird.

"Keep telling me about the gods and Buddhas." Tang Luo said.

"Yes." The crow lowered its eyebrows and was meek, showing a meekness that was completely different from its appearance.

In addition to useless adjectives such as "supreme" and "great", there is also some noteworthy information about the gods and Buddhas.

Divine Buddha is a unified title, roughly divided into two camps: "Heavenly God" and "Holy Buddha".

Several of the organizations mentioned above.

Among them, the Yellow Robe Society, the god and Buddha worshiped are the King of Yellow Clothes in the Heavenly God camp, Haotian Jade Emperor.

The temple is dedicated to the Great Day Light Buddha among the holy Buddhas.

The Celestial Gifts, on the other hand, are the Arms Dealers, and as the name suggests, their Arms and Weapons are the best in the entire wasteland, as they come from the Celestial Gifts.

In addition, there are various forces that worship various gods and Buddhas.

But the three most famous and strongest forces in the wasteland are these three.

They built large and small cities, large and small settlements, scattered across the wasteland.

As for the location of the gods and Buddhas, it is a place that is beyond the reach of mortals.

"So, where can you find these gods and Buddhas?" Tang Luo asked.

Difficult means possible.

“…… I don't know. The crow shook his head, the matter of "pilgrimage" was too far away from someone like him, "Maybe go to the headquarters of those organizations and find some clues." ”

"Okay, let's go there." Tang Luo immediately made a decision.

Decisive!

“…… It's too far. The crow whispered, feeling like an angry little quail.

"It's okay, I'm not in a hurry." Tang Luo said.

"Let's hurry! We're not going there! We're going to have business! The crow suppressed the roar in his heart, and patiently explained, "The headquarters is not for everyone, not even our crow caravan, and the distance is long, and the supply is insufficient, we must first make a plan and determine the route with a city, or at least a gathering place." ”

"On the way, you still have to do a good business, complete some tasks, and get a higher-level pass before you can enter some cities."

The Crow Caravan has a lot of passes for forces, including those of the Yellow Robe Society and the Great Sun Academy, but if they want to enter their headquarters, it is not something that the C-level passes in their hands can do.

"Anyway, I'm not in a hurry." Tang Luo said.

"Okay. That ......"

"Poor monk Xuanzang." Tang Luo put one hand on his chest, and after thinking about it carefully, he hadn't explained his identity as a monk for a while.

The black crow's face was a little strange, "poor monk", isn't that the self-proclaimed name of a group of crazy bald heads?

These people are fanatical followers of the Holy Buddha and are known as saints.

Even in the wasteland, it can be regarded as a group of dangerous people who are difficult to deal with.

Could this white-haired man be one of them?

No, no, the saint does not have the supreme power that he just showed, it is really a power that only gods and Buddhas can have.

Next, Tang Luo asked some more questions.

It has been confirmed that there are no supernatural abilities in the wasteland, that everyone is normal, and that weapons are the truth.

As for the gods and Buddhas, they are different, they do not belong to the ranks of "human beings".

It's impossible to guess what happened to them.

Oh, there are also a few people who will be special and powerful because of the gifts of the gods and Buddhas.

If you put aside those mysterious gods and Buddhas, in terms of combat effectiveness alone, the overall difficulty of this mission world is not high.

You must know that the walking of third-order gods and demons is equivalent to a humanoid tank.

The scale of firepower possessed by the Crow Caravan is already quite a good level in the wasteland.

But as long as a third-order god and demon walks, he can destroy the crow caravan.

Of course, the Crow Caravan can also destroy a third-order god and demon walk, after all, most gods and demons walk with "high attack and low defense".

However, the harsh living environment of the wasteland is more dangerous than that of some people in the wasteland.

In this mission world, the difficulty of fighting with people is lower than that of "fighting with the sky".

The goal of the mission is to find a way for the rise of the human race, and it is almost certain that it is to "fight with the sky" - to fight against the harsh living environment of the wasteland, but also to fight with the gods and Buddhas.