DR3716-12-25 at 9 a.m., 25 a.m. S. time. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

On the day of the festival of the gods, snowflakes are flying in the silver city world, and colorful flags are hung all over the streets and alleys of the city. People flock to the streets in droves to watch the parade of floats. Groups of flying machines flew overhead, scattering debris from the sky.

At this moment, at the other end of the Gate of Seth, on the vast red Gobi Desert, it is a different scene. A touch of fish white stretched across the sky, bringing some light to this desolate world. It was as if the earth had just woken up, and everything was hazy.

The morning in Desert No. 5 was as cold as ever, with the night breeze blowing gently and the sparse vegetation moving with the wind. In the faint morning light, it was like a pair of undead hands stretched out from the ground, withered and emaciated, and extraordinarily infiltrating.

"Squeak."

Suddenly, there was a few soft noises, and a clump of weeds moved, and a fat gerbil emerged. I saw it pricking up its ears and looking around alertly, its eyes dripping and bright in the faint light.

"Rustling ......"

A night breeze blew, and the blades of grass rubbed against each other with a thin sound. The gerbil observed for a while, but found nothing unusual, and leaned down, leaning against the gravel and red soil on the ground, and slowly moving towards another clump of grass.

Suddenly, a dagger volley appeared above its head, only to see a flash of cold light, and it pierced straight down.

"Tsk!" The gerbil let out a scream, kicked its hind legs, picked up a small pinch of sand, and pounced forward.

"Poof!" As soon as he landed, there was a sound of sharp weapons inserting into the sand behind him, and before he could take a second step, there was a sharp sound of sharp weapons cutting through the air from the side.

The reason why gerbils survive in the vast desert wastelands and forage under the noses of many hungry predators is because of their innate alertness and extremely agile bodies. Its thighs are very developed, and it can leap out three or four meters at once, and its forelimbs are amazingly balanced, the waist can be rotated 270 degrees, and the neck can be tilted back 75 degrees, and it can make movements several times more complex than humans.

In an instant of a tenth of a second, a yin wind blew rapidly from the side, and I saw it twist its waist, flick its tail, and roll over several times in succession.

"Poof!" Another sound of a sharp blade slamming into the ground.

Immediately afterward, the gerbil spun over and sprang forward.

At the same time, the two figures gradually appeared in the air, and they glanced at each other, both looking a little helpless.

In the blink of an eye, the gerbil scurried out dozens of meters away, but at this moment, a huge, mountain-like black shadow jumped up from the ground and pressed towards it.

"Whew......" The gerbil turned to a sharp stop, its tail sweeping the sand and gravel on the ground, and then kicked its leg hard and scurried to the side.

As soon as it dodged the shadow, a little starlight came at it, widening in its pupils, and its forefoot jerked sideways, rolling again to avoid the deadly attack.

"Ballast!" Immediately after, a spear burst through the air and pierced into its place.

"Tsk!"

Looking at the gerbil rushing away, smelling the faint smell of dust, the two screams were like mockery, the black pig took a sip, and Zhao Wenke drew his spear and shrugged his shoulders at him.

After the gerbil ran a few meters, another black shadow burst out, as fast as lightning, and went straight to its neck. The gerbil stopped sharply again, twisted his waist, flicked his tail, kicked his legs, and flew sideways in a small half-arc. However, the predator behind it is like a shadow, no matter how it turns and turns, the other party can catch up in time.

As time passed, the dark shadow behind him pressed up little by little. In the blink of an eye, there were only a few meters left.

Seven, six, five......

Seeing the gerbil getting closer and closer, the iron slag tensed its back, and the two longest knuckles were ready to shoot through their bodies and pierce their targets. But at this moment, there was a flash of fire in the distance, and then with a "bang", the prey that was about to arrive was blown away.

"Wow! I hit, I hit! Sophia, who was not far away, stood up with a sniper rifle and shouted excitedly.

"Girl, you're in trouble." The old cow sighed.

"What's wrong?" Sophia asked, and as soon as she finished speaking, the iron slag came over.

"You're going to eat this tonight." He said expressionlessly, dropping a gerbil's tail on the ground, before turning to leave.

"Beauty, congratulations ~ Got the first prey of the day ~ " Mu Qianhe patted Sophia on the shoulder and said with a smile.

As soon as Sophia wanted to reply, she heard the iron slag roaring angrily: "Whoever dares to follow me again, don't eat it tonight!" ”

After a while, everyone honestly lay behind a mound of dirt, looking at the iron slag sneaking alone from a distance.

"How the hell did he get it?" The Black Pig King asked to himself.

"I don't see it." Zhao Wenke replied.

Ever since Iron Slag caught the first gerbil, everyone was eager to try it, and they didn't think it was difficult, but they made him yellow several times, but they didn't even touch the tail of the gerbil. The Erta people call gerbils "sand spirits", which can be related to mythology, which shows how difficult it is to catch.

"Could it be, any tricks?" Lilith asked.

"Well, I haven't understood it for years, let alone you." The old cow said innocently.

In fact, what they don't know is that only the old man of iron can catch gerbils with real skills. In order to catch his prey, he can lie motionless on the ground for hours.

And the iron slag relies on the thin source power that he has not figured out. In fact, gerbils are not very fast, but they are nimble and have holes in the ground. Because of the existence of the source force, he can predict the escape direction of the gerbil, so he can catch it.

"I don't believe it!" The Black Pig King said depressedly.

"If you look closely at his movements, maybe you really have some skill." Zhao Wenke guessed.

"Hmm." Iron Bell nodded. The three of them didn't think much of Lao Niu's words, after all, he was a mechanic, and his agility and speed were far from those of them.

A few minutes later, everyone was calmly observing the movements of the iron slag, but suddenly a figure lying on the ground and crawling forward suddenly appeared in their sight.

Looking at it, it turned out to be an old cow! Since everyone didn't take his words seriously, gradually, he also felt that he didn't really have any skills, and he had missed it before. So, driven by curiosity and a little short-sighted, he crawled towards the iron slag.

"Oops." The Black Pig King couldn't help shouting, then lowered his voice and said, "Stop him, otherwise everyone will have nothing to eat at night." ”

For dinner, everyone quickly reached a consensus.

The old cow crawled and crawled, and suddenly his body sank, and as soon as he turned around, he was covered by a sweaty shirt and dragged back.

"Hmmmm......" The old cow struggled, but it was not as strong as the Black Pig King and Tie Ling, and was finally dragged back to the mound and tied into zongzi.

A few hours later, when Iron Slag and the others came back with a few bags of gerbils, Bai Xiaoyun, Quinn, and Hillman got together again, but this time there was one more person, and Hillman's girlfriend, Becky Mordréton.

"I didn't study many subjects before, just fifty or sixty." Bai Xiaoyun said. This time, he has learned well, and he will not compete with these two scoundrels for the spoils of war.

"Our family library, there are no new books for me." Hillman put his arm around Pinkie and said lightly.

"I ...... I have not read and am illiterate. Quinn said proudly, "But I've killed a lot of readers. ”

"What's the point of talking about fighting, killing, and killing?" Bai Xiaoyun said disdainfully.

"Well, that's right, a real man must be able to go to war and be able to read Psalms." With that, Hillman looked at Pinkie and asked, "Baby, did you say yes?" ”

Becky nodded sheepishly.

"This ......" Quinn looked a little embarrassed, but Bai Xiaoyun didn't intend to let him go, and continued, "If you want to talk about fighting, who can beat the Black Pig King?" Can you beat it? But......" he smiled and said, "I have professional knowledge, and the boss can talk to me if he has a problem." ”

"Can you fix a light bulb?" Quinn thought for a moment and asked.

"No, it won't." Bai Xiaoyun said as a matter of course.

"Our big boss, the chairman of Ciris Investment Co., Ltd., often comes to me to fix light bulbs." Quinn paused, then added, "And ask me to drive." ”

Just when the three of them bragged to each other, the iron slag who returned to the office washed his hands, picked up the communicator, and dialed Mu Yuli's voice.

"Happy Feast of Praise, naïve boy, may the radiance of the gods bring us happiness." After connecting it, a quiet and beautiful voice came from there.

"Happy holidays to you...... too," Iron Slag said in an accentuated tone, "brother." ”

"Hahaha~" A string of silver bell-like laughter immediately came from there, which was Mu Yuqin's heart. She just snatched her sister's communicator and wanted to play tricks on her little lover.

"Young man, do you want to express your holiday blessings to the sacrifice of the rain god?" After a while, there was a voice from Mu Yu Lily of the Valley, which was as calm as water.

"Yes." Iron Slag said seriously.

"Then get down on your knees." Mu Yu Lily of the Valley said casually.

"Uh......" Iron Slag choked

"Since you are a heretic, I allow you to kneel only on one knee." The goddess relaxed the conditions.

"I refuse." He said in a deep voice, his tone was categorical and unquestionable.

"If you agree, I'll leave you two pieces of cheese bread." She seduced.

"I still refuse." His heart was very determined.

"If you refuse, the gods will punish you." Mu Yu Lily of the Valley threatened, and then lengthened her voice, "Unless ......"

"Unless what?" Iron Slag asked.

"Come and spend the holiday with us~" The goddess closed a door, but opened another window.

"After a while, the mining area will be up." Iron Slag said.

After the insect wave passed, Sequoia and Sakata Kogyo workers returned to the mine and were up and running again. If he didn't get rid of these two wolves, he didn't dare to leave with confidence.