The biker boss walked up to the prisoners, proudly took off his leather gloves and motorcycle sunglasses, took off his cloak and hood, and screamed "wah, wow, wow" at everyone, waving his arms exaggeratedly from time to time and stomping his feet vigorously to strengthen his tone.

The prisoners stared at the self-directed and self-acting brother expressionlessly, and many of their faces had begun to twitch slightly. Everyone understands that these intelligent creatures that appear in front of them should be the natives of this world, but few people can expect that these pocket creatures are still very "familiar".

Green skin, hooked nose, elongated, curly pointed ears, large eyes that occupy a third of the face, short arms with four fingers.

Green dwarves? Green gnomes? Goblins? Goblins? A big question mark popped up in the heads of all the prisoners!

This condensed biker boss is actually nine points similar to some little monsters in the Earth online game.

Seeing that these tall humans in front of him were deaf to his words, the biker boss seemed a little surprised, his body language became more intense, and his mouth changed to a different language. The prisoners looked at each other and shook their heads cautiously at the biker boss.

The biker boss soon realizes that he is playing the harp to the cow, and these people have no idea what he is talking about. However, he did not seem very disappointed, but showed a hint of joy in his big eyes, stopped his physical performance, and patiently changed several human lingua franca with his mouth, "wah, wow, wow".

Confirming that the humans in front of him did not understand the lingua franca he had spoken, the biker boss was finally overjoyed, and carefully took out a small pocket watch-shaped instrument from the pocket of his leather jacket.

"Sha~Sha~" The biker boss didn't know which button of the pocket watch he moved, and a loud noise sounded in the prisoners' minds, and they couldn't help but cover their ears in pain. However, they immediately discovered that the noise was directly acting on their minds, and covering their ears had no effect.

Luckily, the noise only stopped for a few seconds, and the next moment, all humans heard a rigid, stiff mechanical sound in their heads.

"You ...... It's a human who has just been teleported from a different world! ”

……

The rocky cliffs of the mountains and mountains retreated rapidly in the field of vision, and the strong wind in his face took away a little of the heat on his body, Qin Lun opened the car window and looked into the distance of the Gobi, and heard the rumbling motor of the tracked van under him.

Not long ago, when the biker boss took out the small pocket watch-shaped instrument and established a so-called soul force field, the two sides were finally able to communicate smoothly.

In a short communication between the two sides, the human prisoners finally confirmed that this was a different time and space world called the Shattered Starry Sky, and the little monster bikers also confirmed that they were other world humans who had traveled from the space-time portal.

The Shattered Starry Sky is a different time and space world that completely violates human common sense, and the biggest feature of this starry sky is that it has thousands of suspended continents.

The Hanging Continent is large and small, and the big one is like a complete living planet. There are mountains, rivers, forests, lakes, deserts, grasslands, everything, and even the ocean. The small hanging continent is only a few kilometers in circumference, like a small island.

These suspended continents can neither move nor collide, and are set like jewels in the starry sky.

On these suspended continents, there are many civilizations and a variety of life races, including intelligent races, humans, elves, dwarves, orcs, trolls, undead, elemental life, dragons, titans and other creatures, as well as immortals, monsters, gods, demons, angels and other extremely rare high-ranking races.

These self-proclaimed "Lulu" goblin-like bikers are scavengers in the Gobi Desert. In other words, it's the one who picks up the trash. The place where Qin Lun and the others are located is called the Red Gobi, which is a medium-sized suspended continent. Converted, it is about 100,000 square kilometers, which is equivalent to Zhejiang Province in the Chinese region of the earth.

The Red Gobi Continent is in the midst of a shattered starry sky, on the edge of the civilized world. However, it is rich in minerals, and there are often life races in other worlds, and the portal to Guò falls into the Gobi Desert, so there is no shortage of adventurers and scavenger tribes.

After confirming that the humans in front of them were from another world, the Goblin Bikers immediately used the unknown guns in their hands to semi-forcibly escort everyone onto the locomotive and "invite" them to the tribe as guests.

The prisoners had no objection to this, and although they had learned where they were, they had neither food, fresh water, nor weapons, and could not survive on their own. In a sense, the goblins saved everyone from their predicament.

However, when the prisoners got into the car, they found that the goblins did not immediately take them back to the tribe, but instead sent men to climb the hill-like base building. And when the goblins found the many zombies crowded at the gate of the base, instead of being surprised, they screamed excitedly.

Obviously, this is not the first time these goblin scavengers have seen zombies, and in their eyes, these zombies seem to be walking gold coins that will bring them good profits.

The prisoners watched the Goblin Scavengers' actions in the hope of gaining information they didn't know they had. Due to the angle, they don't know what the Goblin Scavengers are doing to the zombies.

However, the prisoners knew that the goblins did not use zombies as food, as some of the goblins came down from above the base, although covered in blood, did not take with them the stumps of the zombies. Instead, I picked up a lot of broken things in the base, basically some broken instruments and metal objects.

The base of Area 91 has more than 30 floors from top to bottom, and it is a huge hill more than 100 meters high that stands on the ground. These goblins can't empty the base in a short period of time, not to mention, there are nearly a thousand zombies scattered inside.

When the goblin scavengers realized that the base seemed to be a great treasure, they stopped going deeper into the base, leaving some of their men around the hill formed by the base, and then took the prisoners on their way, intending to return to the tribe first.

"Huh!" After the convoy drove in the Gobi for several hours, Qin Lun suddenly raised his eyebrows and snorted softly.

The young man who had been holding the window of the car and looking into the distance found that the orange-yellow light mask that shrouded the suspended continent actually started from the horizon and slowly dimmed, dragging a long shadow on the side of the locomotive.

The hanging continent with no sun and no moon is actually divided into day and night!

Interesting! A smile slowly appeared on the corner of Qin Lun's mouth.

Before it gets completely dark, the goblins' scavenger convoy finally returns to their camp, a "car city" that resembles a giant parking lot.

It is surrounded by large vans to form a perimeter wall, small and medium-sized vehicles form a second defensive circle, and in the middle is the camp living area where various small tents are placed, and the most central open space is the living place where the "Lulu people" carry out various activities.

The twelve human outsiders were dismantled, and Qin Lun and the three of them were also assigned to a small tent. The facilities inside the small tent are extremely basic, with a sheet of unnamed animal fur on the floor and various household utensils stacked in the corner.

The only thing to be thankful for is that there is no peculiar smell in the small tent, and it seems that these "Lulu" are not unhygienic like the real little monster goblins.

When it was completely dark, the camp was brightly lit. A female goblin of the Lulu clan brought a small umbrella-shaped table lamp to Qin Lun and the others, as well as some food similar to mashed potatoes and a pot of drinking water.

The mashed potatoes are generous, warmed and slightly salty. However, Qin Lun and the three of them, who had been hungry for a day, did not pick and choose, and quickly ate cleanly.

"I'll go out and see!" After Qin Lun was full, he stood up, but the tent was a little low, so he could only bow his body.

"Can we get out?" Lin Feng was stunned.

"Did they forbid us to go out?" Qin Lun smiled slightly, "Don't worry, I'll be fine!" Did you notice that these goblins have a strange attitude towards us. We are neither captives nor guests. There must be a reason why we are so strongly retained and entertained now......"

"You're right, I have this idea, it seems that consulting with you is the right choice!" Before Qin Lun finished speaking, a deep voice sounded outside the tent.

Immediately after, a burly figure lifted the tent from the outside and crept in.

"Disciple ......" Seeing the comer, Lin Feng's face was pale, but he only screamed halfway, and then he came over and stretched out his hand to cover his mouth.

"Welcome!" Qin Lun smiled kindly at his disciple Hansen.

"You don't seem surprised by my presence!" Han Sen glanced at Qin Lun deeply and said meaningfully.

"Now that everyone doesn't know the true purpose of these goblins, and they don't restrict our personal freedom, they will naturally consult with someone!" Qin Lun said lightly, "It's just that I didn't think that someone would come to me!" ”

Han Sen showed a wry smile, he didn't have a choice, so he came to Qin Lun to discuss.

……

Late at night, while Qin Lun was discussing and communicating with his disciple Han Sen, in a certain safe corridor of the base building in Area 91, the corpses of more than ten zombies were stacked suddenly squirmed, and a slender arm stretched out from the gap.

The stacked zombies were slowly pushed away by their arms, and a slender figure covered in blood crawled out of the pile of corpses with difficulty. None of the flesh and skin on the figure's body were intact, like a tattered rag doll.

After standing up tremblingly, the figure turned slightly sideways, and its face, which had been gnawed into a skull by zombies, flashed with a miserable green light like a ghostly fire. The figure held an empty syringe with an X mark in his left hand, and a scalpel glittering in his right hand.

"Ah~~ Joey Foster!" The figure tilted its head, mutilated vocal cords and tongue uttering muffled words like a ghostly howl.

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