"Set the best route for me, hurry up, the aircraft will follow him, don't let him run!"

Fang Yan shouted, and a blue line quickly appeared on the light screen, and with a bow of his legs, he reached the normal running speed of this power armor in just a few steps.

Dust splattered out from where the dialect had fallen, and tiny cracks began to appear on the brick-paved road.

There was still a little smile on his face, and a figure, under the sunlight, left only a piece of dust......

"Distance!"

“4km！”

"Let the aircraft interfere with his movement, no, running position, running direction, pay attention to dodging his attack!"

The person on the light screen may be said to be a boy, his body is relatively thin, and he is only wearing a set of shabby linen clothes, with short black hair, although it is messy, but the whole person looks unusually clean.

With a knife in his hand, he didn't look back at the flying machine in the sky on the way to run, and then threw a handful of stones in an attempt to attack the strange object in the sky.

Fang Yan looked at it and smiled, not knowing if it was because of his naughty movements, or because of his self-indulgence.

"Distance!"

“3.5km！”

The boy on the light screen hid in a small forest next to him, Fang Yan nodded secretly, and secretly praised the boy in his heart.

Clever, but not useful!

Fang Yan narrowed his eyes, smiled at the boy who was trying to hide on the screen, and shook his head,

Poor boy, you'll never know what a terrible being you're facing......

"Distance!"

“2.8km！”

The boy on the screen seemed to realize that he was doing useless work, and he threw the last stone out of his hand, and then spread his feet and continued to run deeper into the woods.

"Nuwa, turn on the combat assistance system, scan in real time, and mark any places where there may be threats!"

As he spoke, he looked at the wall in front of him and jumped deep.

"Bang!"

The special alloy came into contact with the stone brick floor, and a shallow pit appeared on the road, and Fang Yan squatted down slightly, and his slightly leaning forward body instantly catapulted forward.

Behind it, there is a wall that rises to a height of 3 meters.

"Distance!"

“2.3km！”

The speed also slowed down slightly, after all, it was not the straight and hard stone brick floor in the city, which could let him trample on it to his heart's content.

The soft mud ground that I am stepping on now, stepping on a pit, deep and shallow, shallow and deep, has caused great interference with the actions of the dialect.

But do you think you'll be able to outrun a machine that way?

Fang Yan squinted his eyes at the boy on the light screen and shook his head.

"Distance!"

“1.7km”

The flat ground disappeared, and Fang Yan stepped into the woods, and his speed dropped again, but for the boy who was running at the moment, the speed was also more than 1.5 times that of him.

The distance between the two slowly but steadily narrowed, and as time went on, the speed of the closer began to increase slowly, after all, people have physical limitations, especially for a relatively thin boy.

"How far have I run and how far have I traveled so far?"

"I've run 6.5 km, and I'm currently at 0.9 km."

Nuwa's voice came, and Fang Yan's eyes looked at the boy with a little surprise, and then he was instantly relieved.

It is not unreasonable for the children of poor families to be in charge of the family early, just like this little boy, since he was sensible, it is estimated that he has already begun to struggle for survival.

With the passage of time, with the oppression of survival, and then rapid growth, until you can survive in this world, and those who can't learn, have been eliminated, or even die!

There are no modern welfare institutions, orphanages, and no modern social safeguards, so what is the biggest advantage of modern versus ancient times?

That is, as long as you are not hopelessly stupid, you will not starve!

And in ancient times, even if you were wise and close to the demon, you should starve to death, you still have to starve to death!

For this boy, this world, even if he has not yet come into contact with his civilization, but the dialect almost knows the survival law of this civilization - survival of the fittest, survival of the fittest!

Isn't there a game that explains it thoroughly?

That's it, big fish eat small fish......

And the dialect dared to be sure, the knife in that boy's hand must have been stained with other people's blood!

Thinking about it, Fang Yan narrowed his eyes and said softly,

"Distance!"

“513m！”

"I see him!"

Fang Yan shouted, looked at a red circle displayed on the light screen, and slightly accelerated his pace, chasing forward.

The trees around them began to grow thick and tall, as if they had reached the edge of the eruption.

The figure on the light screen began to slowly become clear, and the corners of the dialect's mouth also moved out of a slight arc.

The distance was getting closer and closer, and the boy in front looked back twice in the direction of Fang Yan, as if he also understood that he couldn't outrun the steel monster behind him.

He looked up at the flying machine directly above him, and seemed to see Fang Yan's eyes through the camera at the bottom of the aircraft, and then, slowly, he stopped, leaning against a large tree, constantly panting.

This nearly half-hour chase has finally come to an end!

"Nuwa, let the aircraft probe the surrounding situation, and if there is anything abnormal, notify immediately!"

"Yes!"

Nuwa's firm voice came, Fang Yan nodded, and also stopped his steps, and slowly walked towards the boy ten meters away.

"Gurgling, grunt, sloppy, sini rubbing, bone alawo?"

The boy breathed hard, shouted as he watched the approaching dialect, raised the knife in his hand, and swung it at the dialect.

Confused!

A big snapping bird language hit in an instant, with a dizzy aura, and directly hit the dialect into a state of confusion.

Although he could probably guess part of the meaning of this bird language, it also made Fang Yan completely come back to his senses - he could not communicate with this native of the Great Western Continent at all......

"Quack Boom, you make four hahu mi ha, go over the woe!"

The boy shouted again, looking at Fang Yan, who was constantly approaching and did not reply, a fierce light erupted in his eyes, and he rushed up and slashed directly at Fang Yan's head.

"Ding!"

A crisp sound sounded, and the boy put the knife back, looked at the dialect that stood still, raised the knife again, and continued to slash at the whole body of the power armor.

"Ding! While! Bite! Bite! ”

A series of voices came, and Fang Yan blinked his eyes vigorously a few times, but he still didn't think of a solution.

"Commander, the mecha is under constant attack, and the damage rate is currently 0%!"

"It's okay, let him cut it, he can cut off a little paint, count me as losing!"

Fang Yan said indifferently, supported his chin with his hand, listened to the jingle in his ear, and asked softly,

"Nuwa, is there any way you can communicate with him?"

"There is not enough data to do the work of language parsing!"

Fang Yan nodded, then shook his head again, patted his head vigorously, looked at the boy in front of him who was constantly chopping, and muttered to himself,

"Then I, what's the use of him?"