The Sorrow of Dinosaurs! The Legend of the Thunderer! Chapter 7: The Secret
"Odin......" Fang Lin muttered, "This is the name of the god king in Norse mythology." The person who dares to take this name must have extraordinary ability. β
The name Odin is almost on a par with God, and in a way, it is almost equivalent to provoking Westerners to "I am invincible, as if they are coming to fight me", full of arrogance and conceit. The person who gives himself such a nickname can be said to be either a madman or a very strong overlord!
This time, it can be said that the Thunderer has chosen a big bargain, it can be said that it is an empty glove white wolf, which is equivalent to exchanging information that may be mixed with false information for a chance to strengthen the Staff of Chaos - this is equivalent to two golden potential points! However, for Fang Lin, being able to obtain this valuable information was also quite impressive. After all, Lei Zhe was the last winner in the last top ten battle, some of his experience was very valuable, and he had no fundamental conflict of interest with Fang Lin, so he would teach him without any shreddden, to be precise, Fang Lin ran to the nightmare space to sell at the same price, it was almost impossible to get more valuable information.
Lei Shi obviously didn't want to stay in this kind of place for too long, and after he confirmed that the deal with Fang Lin was successful, he stood up, bowed slightly with a very gentlemanly demeanor, and then put on the coat delivered by the waiter and left. And those ant-like servants reappeared, rushing by like a tide, sweeping away the arranged things, and instantly restoring the coffee house to its original ambiguous, blurry, peachy atmosphere.
Before the thunderer went out, Fang Lin suddenly asked him:
"Do you know anything about the Chosen One?"
The thunderer was stunned and said:
"The Chosen One, what's that?"
Countless thoughts flashed through Fang Lin's heart, and finally he smiled:
"It's nothing, go slowly, don't send it."
β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦ Soon after the thunderer left, Fang Lin also said hello to Lao Hu and them, saying that he would go to be quiet and digest the first-hand information obtained for a while, then turned around and walked out, and after roaming the exotic streets of London for a while, he came to the railing by the Thames River and stood still, looking down at the flowing water in front of him.
The stream is so quiet that it seems to be a glass on the surface, and the stars and lights are reflected on it, and they are faintly moving. Although Fang Lin is a strong fire controller, he has always had a good feeling for water, and for him, he enjoys the feeling of swimming freely while swimming. After learning to swim, his feeling of water is no longer disgusted and afraid, but a feeling of wanting to be close, for him, now close to the water, as if he can gently tolerate everything, the unhappiness in his heart is gradually absorbed.
From a distance, a mild-mannered man leaned alone against the railing of a riverside park, with the quiet flow of the Thames River flowing melancholy and quietly.
It makes one feel extremely quiet and melancholy.
There is even a desolation of parting.
At this time, Fang Lin's spiritual power probe felt that there was a very strange aura coming from a distance, and that aura was still rapidly approaching. His eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he quickly identified the person who had come. Exactly one of the Thunder Followers.
Number 56.
For this strange-looking man, Fang Lin had always had the illusion that he couldn't guess and couldn't see clearly. In the distance, No. 56 walked over with a bit of stiffness and staggering, looking limp and twisting, very hippie style, he leaned on the railing a few steps away from Fang Lin and whispered:
"You're the chosen one, aren't you?"
At this time, the nearest people around were all ten meters away, and they were not afraid that the secrets of the space would be leaked, Fang Lin smiled, he didn't say yes, but he didn't say no.
No. 56 scathing road:
"If I'm not mistaken, you're still a reincarnation on II difficulty. A rookie with a number of 10,000 or more can actually kill the Twin Fools in a head-to-head battle, and his main strength has not been lost! This kind of strength is really unprecedented in the nightmare world. Even if Odin can get out of trouble, he may not be able to do it! It would be strange if you weren't the chosen one. β
Fang Lin smiled slightly:
"You're right, I'm ashamed. Who is Odin? β
No. 56 sneered and said:
"Shame? Do you know that the speed of your rise is inevitably too fast, so it is beyond the progress regulations of the Alliance, and their criterion for assessing people is whether they have passed the third world, and you are growing so fast that it is difficult for anyone to think that you have broken their rules before you have even entered their sight, so you are now in a very dangerous situation, and the disaster of destruction is just around the corner! β
"Alliance, rules?" Fang Lin said calmly: "You have gone to such great lengths to say so much, you want to exchange the information for a reinforcement quota of the Staff of Chaos, right?" And I guess you're supposed to be the chosen one, too. β
No. 56 took out a lighter, lit a cigarette, and took a puff. His lighter was made in the shape of a yellow and black viper's head, the flames were deliberately twisted, and the smoke was a long, thin lady's smoke. These two personal devices alone show the twisted deformity of No. 56's heart.
"It's good to talk to smart people, I know a lot about the chosen one, and if you agree to this deal, you will only make money and not lose money."
Fang Lin smiled and said:
"I refuse. When I mentioned the Chosen One to the Thunderer earlier, do you know why he chose to keep his mouth shut? That's because he knew that this news was not imminent for me, and he couldn't exchange anything too valuable, but he didn't want to send me the relevant information in vain, so he took a silent approach. Compared to the thunderer, you are too far behind, so it is you who is the follower and he is your master. β
"You ......." A green veil appeared on the back of No. 56's hand holding the cigarette: "You don't know how terrible the alliance is, do you?" β
Fang Lin smiled, smiling lightly.
"He is strong by him, and the breeze crosses the hills. It doesn't matter how terrible the enemy is, what matters is that I want to become more terrible than him. Why can your master's intelligence sell me a precious place equivalent to two golden potential points? That's because my big thing is to defend my title. If I didn't have the information of the Thunderer, my certainty of defending the title would only be a little more than six layers and less than seven layers, but with his intelligence, my certainty of defending the title would be above the ninth layer!
"When the time comes, I will enter the next world with the prestige of a fool, and if there are a hundred people who want to kill me, then there will be less than ten people who dare to kill me, and there are only one or two people who have the theoretical ability to threaten my life, right? So it's all about whether I'm defending my title, not about your intelligence - because with or without your intelligence, the alliance you're talking about won't let me go, right? You want to trade sesame seeds for watermelon, but you're underestimating me. β
No. 56's wishful thinking was exposed, but instead of the annoyance of ordinary people, he went away in anger and shame, but continued to say with a dull face:
"You have a point."
Fang Lin's eyes showed a look of approval:
"Then I want to ask you, is it possible for me to buy your information with points or potential points? Or are you determined to earn a spot on the Staff of Chaos? If I want your information, I have to use the Staff of Chaos slot as a bargaining chip? β
"I'm not short of points and potential points." No. 56 said in a hoarse voice: "You make a bid, I can use the intelligence to add something to exchange for the quota, at least we are friends and enemies now, if you reveal the quota to sell, it is likely to increase the strength of the people who come to kill you in disguise!" β
Fang Lin turned his head, and the black light of the Fool's Pupil in the center of his eyebrows flashed. At this moment, No. 56 had the feeling of being pierced by thousands of spears, and coughed violently a few times. Fang Lin had already smiled and said:
"This deal is not negotiable intelligence...... Plus you do one thing for me, and we'll make a deal. β
Hearing Fang Lin's price, No. 56's eyebrows furrowed even tighter. A green tendon appeared on the back of his hand holding a cigarette.
"What's the matter?"
Fang Lin lowered his eyes and said calmly:
"My teammate, who is also my woman, was given the task of changing jobs, and strangely enough, this extremely difficult task had to be completed in the real world. The mission requires her to go alone, and I don't require you to help her change jobs successfully, as long as you protect her from dying. β
Fang Lin's words seem to be a language problem, since the mission requires that he go alone, how can No. 56 follow? But after No. 56 listened to Fang Lin's words, the little red fire on the cigarette butt between his fingers trembled into a line, and he said in a dumb voice:
"But ......."
Fang Lin said slowly:
"But the mission requires her to do it alone, right? But you're not human, are you? You stand here for a full seventeen minutes and thirteen seconds, without breathing, without heartbeat, without body temperature or pulse. Not a single living person is like this, and more importantly, I've scanned your body before, and while the skin on the surface is intact, the hole in your heart is big enough to fit two fingers into it - it looks like it's caused by AK's rifle bullets! Of course, I can make such a sure judgment because you have also helped someone do a task that can only be completed by one person before, and that person is called the third one, and he is the former brother of my quasi-follower, the fourth one. β
No. 56 was silent, and he was only silent, and Fang Lin's words of "AK rifle cartridges" evoked his memories. It was a night when the moon was as round as a woman's, the moonlight was so clear that it was hateful, he ran frantically, he fled, his ears echoed with the sound of violent gunshots, his chest was hot as he went downstairs, and then the strength of his whole body was lost, although the whole person was rolling frantically down the stairs, but it felt like he was floating upwards - and then, in his vague consciousness, he saw the magnificent blood-red giant door at the entrance to the nightmare world, and the man in the bronze mask..........
Since then, it was originally called Pete. Bruce's man becomes a living dead - both in the real world and in nightmare space. He can only use twisted perverted behavior to prevent others from approaching him, and his abnormal behavior is actually a kind of subconscious protection, he is afraid that others will know that he has no breathing, no heartbeat, and no body temperature and pulse secrets. But it was broken by Fang Lin, who had insight into people's hearts!
"I'll do it." No. 56's stiff face showed a look of helplessness, and when he said these two words, it was as if the young lady who had already received the wolf-like guest ten times was facing the next macho man with a banknote.
Fang Lin smiled, and after notarizing the transaction between the two in the form of a contract through the Nightmare Mark, he spat at the Thames and said:
"You can now tell all you know about the Chosen One. First of all, answer me, what are the alliances and rules. β
"The alliance I started talking about is an organization initiated by all the chosen ones, and all the reincarnators who have entered the difficulty of World III will be secretly observed, and after confirming that he is the chosen one to search for space, the alliance will invite him."
Fang Lin suddenly interjected:
"What happens if I decline an invitation?" No. 56 said lightly:
"It will be killed. In fact, the alliance was established for only one purpose, that is, to restrict all the chosen ones from obtaining the title of the Top Ten Ones, because legend has it that there was a Chosen One named Odin before this, and after inadvertently obtaining the hidden title of the Top Ten Ones, the result was ......."
"What was the result?"
"The result is a drastic change in space, almost causing the nightmare world to spiral out of control. Odin was eventually defeated by everyone, and it is unknown whether he lived or died, but he never reappeared in the end. And the fact that the chosen one cannot obtain the title of the top ten has also become an iron law, a taboo that circulates in the shadows and cannot be touched. β
Fang Lin smiled and said:
"Then why are you telling me this?"
"Because of interests." Number 56 said bluntly: "And ...... None of the people who do against you seem to end well. Most of all, I don't think you're a smart person, unlike the rumored Odin to be a complete lunatic, and you wouldn't do such a stupid thing as everyone finishing together. β
Fang Lin smiled and continued:
"So how many of the chosen ones do you know, and who are the strongest?"
"There were about twenty people, and there were four of the strongest people....... known as the Four Heavenly Kings. It is said that the strength of these four people is not inferior to the top ten. And it is very coincidental to say that the reincarnation has four castes: strength, agility, physical strength, and spirit, and the four heavenly kings are also compared to these four major castes. β
"Do you mean that the Four Heavenly Kings are the Heavenly Kings of Strength, Agility, Physical Strength, and Mental Power?" Fang Lin then said:
"Then do you know a man dressed as a young monk in reality, or in the nightmare world? He tends to be an elder with physical strength, and is good at rebounding other people's attacks, and can also use powerful magic spells, which are extremely powerful in every move. β
"You're talking about Relo." Number 56 called out in one mouthful. "This person is none other than Lei Luo, one of the Four Heavenly Kings, who has a lot of physical strength."
Fang Lin nodded, and a red-clothed and powerful figure like an undulating mountain appeared in front of him, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Then a key question is raised:
"How much of your strength can you rank among all the chosen ones?"
No. 56 shook his head slightly and said:
"It's hard to tell. The chosen one is the one who is sought by the nightmare world, and is needed by the world, either in terms of skill variation, or in terms of "potential", for example, when they can always enter the world, they are assigned to the dominant side, and they are always lucky enough to receive hidden tasks to draw good things, etc. My ability can only be effective under the arrangement and distribution of the team, so it is difficult to answer your question. β
"However......" No. 56 continued, "The chosen ones have a congenital disadvantage, that is, because of the care of the nightmare world, if they only do the main quest and follow the crowd, they are often able to pass the level with much less effort than others, so they tend to play well in good times, and once they are at a disadvantage, then it will lead to a collapse." β
Fang Lin, who seemed to be dissolved in the darkness, looked at the water of the Thames River and did not speak for a long time.
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It's early in the morning, and in the dark of night, the atmosphere of this bar is very unique, there are no lights inside, all candles are lit, and the people who come here are soft-spoken, and under this yellow light, there are indecipherable whispers ringing in the ears, which gives people a subtle melancholy feeling like a dream.
Fang Lin quietly closed his eyes and raised the wine glass to his lips, this newly called gin has a unique taste, but after bitterness, you can feel a strong fragrance, of course, the wine is also very strong, the way to drink it is to close your eyes and carefully experience the wonderful taste, he put the wine glass to his mouth, but suddenly felt a little more pressure on the hand holding the wine glass, and the lips that should have touched the cold glass wall kissed a warm and soft thing.
When he opened his eyes, the woman in front of him was in the candlelight, dreaming of not eating the fireworks in the world, Lin Yinsleeve, who was wearing purple lipstick, was reaching out and holding down the wine glass, and his lips were just printed on the back of her hand. At this moment, the feeling of skin contact seemed to flow into the hearts of the man and woman silently like water.
"Is it stressful?" Lin Yinsleeve said gently: "Although it can be said to be safe here, it is always bad to drink too much wine." β
Fang Lin hugged her roughly, the wine glasses and wine bottles on the table were smashed to the ground with a bang, he kissed her lips preyfully, the two made a long kiss that was suffocating, Lin Yin's Danfeng eyes even appeared a little confused, her stubborn and slightly thick lips, prominent cheekbones, and slender posture all told a kind of retro gorgeousness. Such a passion may be a little abrupt in the local bars, but in the small bars by the Thames that advocate romance, it is commonplace and unassuming.
Fang Lin hugged and kissed Lin Yin's sleeve, and his heart was filled with indescribable, dry and irritable throbbing.
Wine, the smell of a woman and **, is the best catalyst for relieving stress.
Lin Yinsleeve in the dim light gives people the feeling of red and gorgeous, and even so beautiful that it doesn't seem to leave any room for the same surname next to her, and the heartiness and heroism that only modern female surnames can have on her body have disappeared, and some are just charming, soft, and a kind of mature coquettishness. She straddled Fang Lin's body very boldly, tilted her head back vigorously, pushed her slender waist forward, and her long hair like a black waterfall poured down as if catharsis, revealing her white and delicate neck, Fang Lin gasped and kissed her neck, as if he was going to crush her and hugged her waist vigorously. The hot flashes touched the top of the hot spot, and although through the thin fabric, the two of them could not control themselves at the same time, and their breathing became cloudy.
With a low muffled snort, the two began to enter the deepest contact, they moved slightly, in this dim corner, surrounded by noisy bystanders, but in such an environment, there was an extra stimulation, Fang Lin carefully felt every twitch and friction on this beautiful woman who looked like a mass of temperament, and at the same time entangled with her tongue in her fiery mouth......... After a long time, the two finally separated, hugged for a while and then checked out, the street lamps on both sides of the long street stood straight, extending into the distance in the dark night sky, shrinking into two small points of light at the end, the whitish light stirred the cold at one o'clock in the morning, this kind of unprovoked majesty made the lazy Lin Yinsleeve subconsciously shrank into Fang Lin's arms, I believe that her company staff will be shocked when they see Lin Yinsleeve's delicate and lazy appearance at this time, because in their impression, Lin Yinsleeve has always looked like a strong woman, and it is almost impossible to imagine such a little woman snuggling in a man's arms. At this time, Fang Lin's eyes, which were extremely clear-headed, suddenly lit up:
"I know what one of the Hidden Ten Titles is!"
Lin Yinsleeve also reacted very quickly, and when he saw Fang Lin looking at him, he immediately understood.
"Could it be that you're talking about a reincarnation like me?"
"Yes." Fang Lin took a deep breath and said, "Normally, it is clear at a glance to determine which specialty a reincarnation belongs to, because the main surname will override the other three castes with an absolute advantage. For example, Lao Hu and I are very typical, but there will be exceptions, such as you, 106 points of strength, 110 points of agility - now even you don't know what kind of special elder you belong to, it is okay to say that you are a special elder of strength, and it is no problem to say that you are an agility elder, and even when you first entered the nightmare world, the two castes of Li Min are surprisingly close. β
"Therefore, I speculate that the hidden title of the powerhouse is probably set for a rare dual-surname almighty person like you! However, it is certainly not easy to obtain a hidden title, which requires not only strength, but also luck. β
Fang Lin's guess was very reasonable, it could be said that he was close to the truth of the facts, but strictly speaking, he still underestimated the strange people in the nightmare world and underestimated the heroes of the world!
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Four days later, in the dense Amazon jungle.
According to the previous agreement, Lin Yinsleeve and No. 56 were airdropped into the primeval jungle of South America at the same time.
Her job change quest is as if it were a continuous quest, but only gives hints about the next step, and you can only get the final final quest when you complete each step in turn.
Her current goal is to find the Mayan temple in the jungle alone.
Chamcham, the little catwoman in the world of Samurai Shodown Spirits, comes from the Mayan tribe of the South American rainforest. And the Broken King's Egg, one of the sources of the power of the god Luo Jiang, was plundered from the magnificent pyramids of this Mayan tribe. Therefore, it is reasonable for Lin Yinsleeve to go to this place for her job transfer mission, after all, from all kinds of clues, her job change should be inextricably linked to the true Samurai Soul world.
The two of them had been trekking here for three days, and the task of coming out to find food was naturally handed over to No. 56.
But in this desolate and dangerous strange primeval jungle, it is not uncommon for predators to become the objects of prey. On several occasions, the bright fruit that the living dead had intended to take suddenly sprang into motion, and devoured him viciouslyβit turned out to be the crown of a strange serpent of great venom.
When you step on it, it will make a loud "bang", blasting out a large amount of pale yellow smoke covering a radius of dozens of square meters, and it is difficult to identify the mature Marble bacteria with the same color as the ground. But it doesn't hurt other than to surprise you.
When No. 56, who was finally carrying a fat tree pig in his hand, stepped on the sixth mature Marble fungus, he encountered another surprise attack that posed no threat to him.
A tiny blow arrow flew into the back of his neck.
This is in fact the usual raiding method of the Pygmies in the primeval jungle. That blow arrow was actually a plant thorn smeared with the terrible poisonous juice of the sword poison frog!
The venom on that blow arrow is enough to kill a jaguar in ten seconds!
Alert 56 immediately heard that there were already six Pygmies surrounding him in the dense forest around him. These aborigines living in the primeval jungle are very ferocious, they are never more than 1.4 meters tall, their skin is dark, they usually do not live to be 30 years old, and they are all close relatives. He is best at witchcraft and poisoned arrows.
No. 56 lightly raised his hand to block the primitive thorn that came from the sneak attack, and rolled over, his arm wrapped around the neck of the dwarf Pygmies like a strange viper, and suddenly there was a muffled sound of fractures. He used the dwarf's warm body as a shield, hid behind him, and rushed straight to the hiding place of the other two Pygmies!
The stinger shot at him had no effect at all. Blood No. 56, which does not even have a heartbeat, naturally does not flow, and without flowing blood, the toxin cannot be transmitted at all!
At this time, Fang Lin's foresight could be revealed, because in the real world, the equipment of the reincarnation was almost completely deprived, and only special props could be carried out. Then defense becomes a big problem, with the number 56, the living dead by his side, even if he can't help much, at least he has a reliable meat shield. And this task is so harsh that Lin Yinsleeve and even Babi will be considered a violation, it seems that the judgment standard of space for "alone" is indeed determined by the vital signs of heartbeat, breathing, and body temperature.
After killing the two Pygmies in front of him, 56 turned back and found that the remaining enemies present had been turned into corpses! In this short moment, Lin Yinsleeve had successfully killed these enemies who formed an ambush circle, and even the breath of the four Pygmies who were letting off the wind on the periphery seemed to freeze in the first moment.
No. 56 is awe-inspiring in his heart, and the growth rate of this woman can be said to be beyond imagination. It was almost a notch higher than in the Metal Slug world, but Lin Yinsleeve deeply missed Fang Linlai, in this case, he only needed a mind control, he could read the memories of the Pygmies who knew the nearby terrain well, why did he have to run around like such a headless fly? Modern communication tools seem to be strangely disrupted, and only 12 p.m. is in contact with the outside world for 10 minutes a day
(To be continued)