Chapter 34: Death to Survive

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When Ling Ke arrived at the top of Spider Ridge, he took out a flip phone, opened it and saw that the time display was half past nine, an hour apart from the time of going down the mountain. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info In other words, it has been an hour since the last time he released the energy in his hand. He thought that this time, if he tried his palm, the power would be twice as strong as before.

Because the interval between the release of energy in his palm is half an hour.

He held his breath, raised his palm at a small tree, the whole hand showed a blazing red color, in the night sky, as if he was holding a torch, with a kind of surprise and expectation in his heart, when he was about to do the work, he felt that there was still a stagnant energy in the palm of his hand and could not send vegetables, so he strongly pressed his impatient emotions, leaned over and opened the satchel on the ground, took out a few bullets from it, peeled off the shell, raised his head and spit out the gunpowder inside.

The taste of gunpowder in his throat was really uncomfortable, and Ling Ke coughed violently a few times, and now had a bitter self-deprecating smile on his face. In order to be able to deal with the tiger, he was forced to be impatient and remembered this unbelievable trick, using high explosives as a catalyst for the energy in the chip.

Unexpectedly, this stupid act really had an effect, and when he raised his palm and slashed at the trunk of the tree, an amazing scene occurred, and the whole tree was broken waist-high with a click!

Ling Ke jumped out loud with his arms outstretched, his body soaring into the air. But when his body hit the ground, his legs went limp, and he sat on the ground, feeling weak and tired. Just one palm, he exhausted all his physical strength.

He simply lay down and closed his eyes. I don't know how long it took, but I felt a little more strength in my body, so I stood up again, and I couldn't wait to wave my palms to exert force. But this time, his palm, like the afterglow of the setting sun, could no longer inspire brilliant light.

When success is within reach, the feeling of falling short makes him anxious. He was ruthless, peeled off twice as many bullets as the last time, took out the gunpowder from it, and crumpled a few peppers, mixed them with mineral water, and swallowed them in one gulp.

In the midst of the violent coughing, it was as if a large furnace had been filled into his body, and it was blazing. Faith filled his heart once more, and he struggled to raise his palms, waving them wildly in the midst of a binge. Then he looked at his palm in amazement, and there was not even a single light except for the sap and dirt.

I tried several times in a row, but it didn't work. It seems that his ability has been completely lost, which makes his heart extremely flustered, if he becomes an ordinary human being, let alone make meritorious achievements, it will be difficult to save his life!

"What the hell should I do?" He muttered to himself in a daze.

"Son, don't worry." Ling Songhua's voice suddenly came out of the bushes, and he walked up to Ling Ke and said, "Just now, I have been observing here for a long time, maybe, I can give you an idea." ā€

What do you know? Ling Ke just wanted to say this, but with the attitude of a dead horse and a living doctor, he said dejectedly: "Okay, you can say it." ā€

"It is your usual ability to glow red in the palm of your hand. And today, you have lost this ability, all because you swallowed gunpowder and chili peppers. ā€

Ling Ke listened to it and felt that it made some sense. He nodded and motioned for the other party to continue.

"Let me see, the bear bile you've eaten this time has a bit of an effect on your abilities. And the chili pepper that swallowed the gunpowder was equivalent to borrowing grain, and although it suddenly stimulated all the energy in the body, it also consumed it and could not activate the ability again. ā€

"What then? Am I just going to be wasted? Ling Ke raised his palm and asked with a bitter face in frustration.

Ling Songhua didn't answer, suddenly, his expression changed, and he rushed towards Ling Ke with an extra hunting knife in his hand, and coldly stabbed Ling Ke palm with all his strength. The latter was shocked, but it was too late to retract his palm, and only let the blade pass through his palm.

But the snort of the blade into the flesh did not sound, but instead made a loud thud, and Ling Ke's palm suddenly burst out with a cloud of red light, shaking Ling Songhua's body and falling to the ground.

Ling Ke immediately understood his intentions and hurriedly stepped forward to help him up. Then, the two of them looked at his palm together, and found that the light lasted only a short time, and then it was completely extinguished like cooling ashes.

"Hey! Unfortunately, it still didn't work. Ling Song said with a deep sigh.

Ling Ke comforted him and said, "Dad, you've done your best. I'm really sorry that I came to your house out of the blue, was raised by you, and didn't have time to repay you, but caused you such a big trouble......"

"Son, don't say it. I didn't know your prospecting skills in advance, and I wanted everyone to live a poor life together from the beginning, but there was family fun. Now that the mutants are targeting the minerals, I will simply let it go to him, as long as all of our family members are safe and sound. ā€

Ling Ke groaned, his expression gloomy, and said, "I'm afraid that if I give him the mine, I won't be able to avoid the disaster of killing." Dad, let's tell you the truth, this mutant has been the enemy of my people for generations, and this time the tiger appeared, ostensibly to seize wealth, and more importantly, to take life. ā€

"Then let's run away as a family of three and go away."

"It's late!" Ling Ke said, pulled out a hunting knife from his waist and threw it out to the trunk of a tree ten meters away with a whoosh, and with a bang, the blade entered it, flashing a ball of blood in the moonlight, and several small snakes fell from the trunk of the tree, rustling into the grass. "This mountain, as well as you and me, has been surrounded by snakes, and we have nowhere to escape."

"What then?"

Ling Ke thought for a while and said; "Dad, seeing that you are usually groggy, how can you think that my ability was lost because of swallowing gunpowder?"

"Have you forgotten that when you first came to the house, we put our palms on each other and immersed ourselves in each other's thoughts? You said to me at the time that your palm needs to be stimulated in order to stimulate some special functions. But if the irritation caused by swallowing gunpowder is too severe, it will backfire. There is an old saying in human beings that it is too much to overkill. ā€

"Stimulation? - Exciting! ......" Ling Ke muttered the word, remembering the situation when his father stabbed him with a steel knife just now, and at that time his palm had regained his ability, so he simply fought against the water to get some big excitement! He took out a pistol from his waist, handed it to Ling Songhua and said:

"Dad, you shoot me in the palm with this gun and see what effect!"

"No! It's going to cripple you! ā€

"My life is gone, what are you talking about, let's do it!"

"Forget it, let's go home. One more day is a day! Ling Songhua grabbed his son's arm and dragged him down the mountain.

Ling Ke pushed him away, blocked the muzzle of the gun in his sun, smiled sadly, and said, "If you don't comply, this bullet will be a headshot!" With that, he pulled the trigger.