A different pale glow filled the passage ahead, making it impossible to see what was going on. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info If the light emitted by the white crystals on the walls on both sides was soft, and the light in front was lifeless, it seemed that Lin Xuan had come to the end of here.

He squinted his eyes, the light that seemed to be about to overflow in front of him was very dazzling, like the direct sunlight at noon, forcing Lin Xuan to turn his head slightly to avoid looking directly at this dazzling light, a little bad feeling came to his heart, this miserable white light made him uneasy.

Behind this light, what is hidden?

The air seemed to be depressed and solidified, and Lin Xuan, who was walking at a constant speed, subconsciously used a little more force every time he breathed, and the sound when he inhaled and exhaled was obviously much heavier than before, and he twisted his neck unnaturally.

Something is so wrong with this place. Lin Xuan still hadn't withdrawn his flamboyant claw form, no one knew what kind of mentality the group of synthetic creatures that inhabited it had communicated with him, he had almost been killed by Salri, that huge dirt puppet, and in such a dangerous environment, he would lose only one life if he was not careful.

"Hee-hee...... You don't have to be so careful. This time, he didn't seem to be in a hurry, as if he had changed someone, and he actually spoke to Lin Xuan in detail, "If we really had malicious intentions towards you, you would have died at the hands of Salri a long time ago, you have to believe that our race is not like killing like other races." ”

On the surface, the attitude is quite sincere, but in fact, there is a strong sense of superiority in it, as if the traditional nobles in the upper class society are reprimanding a nouveau riche again and again, making Lin Xuan's heart shrink, where did this guy find his superiority? Is it strong in its own right or does it have a bunch of reliable men? These were all questions that Lin Xuan was eager to figure out.

"Do I believe what you say? When has trust become so cheap? ”

Lin Xuan's face did not change, who believes in this kind of empty talk who is brainless, and brainless pacifists have only two ends in the last days, slavery and death. There has never been an exception, because the system of cannibalism is magnified by the cruel living environment, which is the consciousness of the group, and the brave rebels have never succeeded once.

"Good people are bullied, and I don't think you're a vulnerable group." Speaking of this, Lin Xuan thought of the "other races" it had said, could it be that there are many kinds of classifications of synthetic organisms? It can be divided into many bloodlines.

If that were the case, how great would it be to synthesize and create them? is enough to support a biosphere, and it is likely to be Lin Xuan's great enemy.

Lin Xuan never thought that he would be treated as a distinguished guest by the owner who lived here uninvited, and the synthetic creatures whose bodies were purely born for killing were definitely not beneficial insects that were harmless to humans.

"You're skeptical of our sincerity, but you can rest assured that we're quite friendly to humans."

It seems that this product is very confident, and it seems that as long as they meet, they can have a friendly conversation with Lin Xuan. Like an old friend who hasn't seen you for many years, you can blanch a pot of good wine, take out a plate of peanuts, and sit and talk for a day, talking about the bitter but worth remembering the past, talking about the clueless and confused present, and thinking about the future that only exists in dreams.

"Why should I trust you?"

Lin Xuan's reply was very simple, everyone is now making their attitudes clear, it should be a while before the meeting, while they haven't reached the nest of this synthetic creature, it is important to hurry up and get some key information.

This will be a big role in the upcoming negotiations between the two parties, neither of whom wants to negotiate terms with completely unknown creatures, and under the premise of no security guarantees, God knows if they will be beaten into meat sauce by angry synths if they provoke each other in any detail.

Verbal guarantees are the same as none, and only conscience is paid for violating them. It's not worth much.

"Do you have any other way out besides cooperating with us, I advise you to think about it carefully, and don't get stuck later."

The chatter is also very single, and directly pointed out the most critical point, the current Lin Xuan has no capital to negotiate terms with the other party, and walking forward is the other party's long-rooted nest, I don't know how deep their water is, and there is a Salri in the back, if you want to run, you must first survive a boulder like a heavy mortar shell, otherwise don't think about it.

The spiritual connection was disconnected again, and unlike last time, this time it was the same chatter who took the initiative to disconnect. It wanted to put some psychological pressure on Lin Xuan.

Lin Xuan pondered, there must be something in this that was not said in the spiritual connection, if the foundation of this synthetic creature race was really so strong, and Salri's level could only go to the door, then how could they invite Lin Xuan?

Since the other party has not expressed excessive demands for the time being, it doesn't matter what they want to do for the time being, and now he has no choice, there are wolves in front and tigers in the back, and the zombie lords on the surface are still looking for him everywhere to take revenge, this is the only way out that can be seen at present.

No matter how dangerous the road is, it is better than having no way out, at least you can fight it.

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The zombie lord walked along the other side of the road for a long time, but his speed was fast, and every step was very regular, and he could take five or six meters in a seemingly light step, and he was out of sight in the blink of an eye.

Along the way, he was also interested in the glowing white and purple crystals embedded in the high walls, but soon turned his attention to something new.

It was a glass sculpture, at least on the surface, a bear made of glass, immaculate and almost indistinguishable from a real bear, and one wondered if it was a living bear that had been tricked by a mysterious wizard to make it what it was.

This vivid glass bear is simply a beautiful work of art, and it should be well preserved in a museum, and it should be admired by others, not placed here to collect dust.

If it weren't for the purple crystalline brilliance reflected on the other party's body, the zombie lord really wouldn't have been able to detect its existence from a distance, after all, this was a transparent bear.

The glass bear, who stayed there motionless, seemed to sense the gradual approach of the zombie lord, and the transparent head turned silently, and the two protruding eyes focused on the zombie lord's approaching figure.

For some reason, the zombie lord seemed to see a purple light flash in the glass bear's eyes, and he took a few steps back alertly, but the glass bear remained there, doing his duty as a sculpture.

The purple brilliance flickered, and the Zombie Lord wasn't sure what he saw was indeed the glass bear's eyes glowing.

Could it be a mistake? The Zombie Lord's pace of progress slowed down, there were already many things that surprised him here, and this glass bear in the middle of the road was definitely not a simple thing.

The glass sculpture wouldn't turn its head to stare at him, like a bear that had just woken up from a long hibernation and was in dire need of nutrients to see its prey close at hand.