Chapter 314: Convoy

The winter nights in the City of a Thousand Peaks in January are not as cold as before. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Lin Mo leaned on the exaggerated death worm behind him and squinted at the former Russian capital city buried in the sand sea in the distance, and once again felt like a world away.

Lin Mo sometimes felt that he must be old, but an old man who was quite fluent in Chinese he met in this country said that he was nostalgic for his former life.

Does he miss his old life?

Perhaps.

Lin Mo slowly raised the bottle of sweet liquor in his hand and poured a big sip in the cool wind.

The air was a little cool, but the former capital city in front of me, the City of a Thousand Tops, was hard to tell that it was in the middle of winter.

The yellow sand has buried almost the vast majority of the city, so that the lower half of the huge number of buildings in the city is hidden in the sea of sand, like a desertified human city thousands of years later.

Creatures can do miracles sometimes.

It's like the scarlet vine in Xinjing, which has completed the process of transformation from a plant to an animal, and this death insect here can actually transform matter into sand.

But if you pick up a handful of sand from the ground and grind it down in your hand, you will find that most of the sand is a mixture of sand and various debris.

Still, this creature is too incredible.

Lin Mo really wanted to know how these death worms did it.

But that's just a thought.

Once Lin Mo thought that if he could have great power one day, he must figure out all the things he couldn't figure out, and then get a lot of money.

But now, Lin Mo has really become stronger, but he doesn't want to figure out those problems that he has or don't have, and he doesn't want to get a lot of money.

Lin Mo fully understood the sentence of the past - people's ideas change with experience.

Getting stronger is also part of the experience.

Lin Mo didn't know what he was going to do.

His goal in life seems to be negative energy, he wants to collect the holy relics of the whole world, so that the Holy Inquisition will completely shrink in this world.

But that's what he's aiming for.

A goal that you can't even figure out.

This is not a lie, and Lin Mo really has no clue now.

The two death worms he killed were actually found by his own death, and he patrolled through the sea of sand with the idea that the larger the size, the higher the status in the group, and finally found the first big death worm, he rolled up his sleeves without saying a word—of course, this is just a description—where did Lin Mo have sleeves to roll up now?

The result was a dark battle, and as it fought, the sandstorm broke out, and the second spicy death worm rushed out again.

And then there was the scene where Vladimir stared at the earthen wall.

As it turned out, it was clear that neither of the two death bugs was the subject.

Lin Mo didn't care, he didn't receive any substantial trauma anyway, the only thing that annoyed him a little at that time was the exhaustion of physical strength - he really didn't want to eat such a disgusting big bug.

This kind of thing like an intestinal worm is disgusting to look at, not to mention eating it, not to mention that Lin Mo has been eating it for nearly a month.

Fortunately, he bumped into the City of a Thousand Peaks.

This is really another mountain with a peak and a loop.

Although Vladimir was wary of Lin Mo, he still provided Lin Mo with a considerable ration - a normal ration that humans could eat after Lin Mo promised not to kill and eat people indiscriminately.

But to be honest, Lin Mo wanted to have a McDonald's or KFC meal at this time.

Even if it's junk food.

Even a hamburger made with 10,000 winged chickens he dares to eat now.

But he just thinks about it.

Now it's a great thing to have fast bread to nibble on and a bottle of liquor.

And that's thanks to that Mr. Vladimir, of course.

Lin Mo squinted his eyes at the dusty half-cut car parked in the distance.

The man named Vladimir was in the car, saying that he was in order to meet any of Lin Mo's needs as soon as possible, but Lin Mo knew very well that he was afraid of doing it himself.

Although Lin Mo could understand the other party's caution, he was still a little funny.

He squinted and smiled, shook his head and took a sip of white wine.

In the past, he didn't dare to drink this kind of thing, but now, it is no different from drinking plain water.

Vladimir looked at Lin Mo with a little vigilance, and it seemed to him that the monster suddenly cracked its mouth to reveal a hideous and bloodthirsty look.

He even thought that the monster was finally going to reveal its true nature to kill, and the former veteran even tightened his gun in the first place, even if he knew that he could kill the existence of two death worms of this size by himself, he was not able to deal with it at all, and he was going to fight to the death.

But it's a pity that Lin Mo didn't give this guy a chance to fight to the death.

If the other party is willing, Lin Mo wants to have a good chat with that guy, he hasn't spoken much these days, either eating sand all day long, moving forward in the sea of sand, or "fighting wits and courage" with those damn and annoying death insects.

This can be regarded as a relatively relaxed period of time for Lin Mo, first, although the death worm is a nightmare existence for ordinary survivors, but for Lin Mo, this level of mutant is still not enough, if it weren't for the sandstorm and the two death worms of the same size, Lin Mo would not have been forced to be so embarrassed.

But that's another story.

Lin Mo leaned on the huge death worm behind him, squinted at the dark sky, and fell asleep in silence.

When he woke up, the sky was already bright, and the stars were rising from the end of the world, shining brightly all over the world, bright and dazzling, reflecting the golden yellow of the world full of yellow sand, and there was a touching beauty.

Lin Mo stood up, his scarlet eyes swept around, and he was a little amused to find that the strong Russian man named Vladimir was still sleeping in the half-cut car.

But after all, the physical fitness of a human being cannot be compared to that of this perverted extreme mutant, and after the sandstorm, this overly vigilant guy will inevitably be distracted.

The stronger the vigilance, the more precious things that person is, and Lin Mo doesn't want to embarrass such a person.

He didn't wake up spontaneously.

The black, extreme mutant turned its head in the shadow cast by the Death Worm behind it, its eyes glaring in the direction of the City of a Thousand Peaks.

――In that direction, several pillars of smoke were rising into the sky.

A convoy is roaring.

……

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(To be continued.) )