Song Lan couldn't remember how long it had been since she had encountered a tea scam.

The reason why the tea scam was eliminated by the times is that people nowadays do not have the habit of tasting tea, and the concept of love is even more straightforward, confirming the relationship in the morning on average, and even the formalities may be completed in the evening, so thinking about it, the relationship between him and Lu Xiang has progressed quite slowly.

Fortunately, the young girl's favorite did not adapt to local conditions, and changed her grandfather's occupation to planting tea-flavored nutritional injections, so that Song Lan was able to re-experience the beauty of literary and artistic recovery in 2167.

As the nominal person in charge of the Anti-Fraud Section of District 17, Song Lan still reminded the young man by knocking on the side, but the young man had a firm attitude, claiming that the girl would never lie to him, they had already made a video several times, and they were enjoying a bright future every day.

So Song Lan didn't continue the topic.

He has always respected the fate of others.

On the bright side, if the people of the Seventh Neutral Kingdom saw that he was strong and proficient in all kinds of Internet surfing equipment, they might not directly knock him down.

The lively conversation was still going on, and the road was peaceful, and it was late at night when the bus drove into the outlying post of the Seventh Neutral Country.

During this period, Lu Xiang called him once and talked to him about today's itinerary to make sure that fresh human organs were not sent to the black market after using the "Cosmic Invincible Heart Piercing Hand Knife".

Song Lan often does not need any tools when helping patients with surgery, which determines that he can help those in need at almost any time and in any place.

The temperature difference between day and night in the desert is extremely large, and when he gets out of the car, he is greeted by a cool evening breeze.

For this climatic characteristic, "Monster Hunter" has a good reflection, taking heat-tolerant medicine in the morning and cold-tolerant medicine in the evening.

Song Lan stood in place, watching the people with dreams of making a fortune and the members of the fraud gang walking towards the hotel they had graciously introduced, what a peaceful scene.

He had no intention of staying at the inn for another night.

Based on his knowledge of the fraud rings, they will most likely operate at night, calling the thugs who are entrenched in the local syndicate and taking them to a better place while their newfound best friends are asleep.

For Song Lan, he just wants to continue to maintain the record he has set along the way - so far, he has not encountered a fight and kill for more than 12 hours!

He felt that it was all because Lu Xiang had to chant the words "broom star" in his ear every day, so that now there was no good person in his eyes, which made Song Lan's mentality also change subtly, and anyone who could not be identified was identified as a criminal.

Youth were the last to leave.

Thinking that he had seen through everything, he went in the opposite direction.

Before setting off, he had already discussed with the girl he liked, and the girl said that the situation in the Seventh Neutral Country was now chaotic, and he was afraid that he would encounter accidents on the way, so through his family connections, he found a homestay for him at the border station, which was absolutely safe and reliable.

When everyone's backs disappeared into the depths of the night, Song Lan was about to embark on a journey.

Due to the bad reputation brought by the rebels, no one was willing to leave the car at this point in time, so he had to think of a way to contact an old friend he hadn't seen in a long time.

The old friend gladly agreed to give him a ride to the Seventh Neutral Country, saying that he would be waiting for him three kilometers away from the inn.

When Song Lan arrived at the agreed place, the old friend was already waiting there.

In order not to cause unnecessary trouble, half of its body was hidden in the sand, and when it saw Song Lan coming from afar, it greeted Song Lan warmly with its short tentacles in front of its mouth, and motioned for the other party to climb up to its back.

If nothing else, they will be able to reach the border city of the Seventh Neutral Nation by dawn tomorrow.

After being away for so long, he is still trustworthy with his Grim Reaper Crab friends.

They are not interested in human organs such as kidneys, hearts, and livers, and they will never trick anyone into working in the desert to work in the dark, this is what Song Lan has always said about pure friendship without any benefit transfer.

During the trip, the Reaper Crab also told him about some of the recent experiences of the Clan.

In the past month or so, the Grim Reaper Crab group and the alien aberrant creatures have fought several wars of different scales, although they have defended their nests, many of them have been seriously injured in the war.

The trickiest thing about those aberrant creatures is their unmatched ability to regenerate, and although their individual combat power is not very strong, they can heal in a short period of time, no matter how badly injured.

The sages of the clan believe that the turmoil in the Seventh Neutral is inseparable from these alien aberrant creatures.

And it is one of the most heroic warriors in the clan, and when Song Lan contacted it by "phone", this royal guard was patrolling the periphery.

"Hey, then you should be leaving your post without permission now, are you okay?"

"It's fine."

Song Lan's calm and strong voice appeared in Song Lan's mind, "You are a precious guest of the clan, and since the last time we parted, Lord Sage has always wanted to have a more in-depth communication with you. ”

This made Song Lan a little embarrassed.

From the mouth of the Royal Guardian of the Death Crab, he learned that their population was far larger than he had imagined, and that there were branches of them in almost every desert area, and it was not an exaggeration to describe them as the overlord of the desert.

The reason why the sage was so interested in him was that the tribe found that after the last contact, the tribes in the outer areas of Sector 17 seemed to have suddenly awakened, their intelligence and natural strength had been greatly improved, and some of the Death Crabs had even gained the ability to communicate with other races.

Some insects from Area 17 told them that the messengers of the gods were located just below the garbage dump of Area 17, and that most of the changes that had occurred on them were due to the blessing of the god of harvest.

The Hornworm tribe had been blessed in a similar way and had evolved, and now they were the Queen's right-hand men.

The sage kept these conversations in his heart, hoping to meet the god of harvest.

And on this night, the Death Crab Royal Guardian saw the power of the Harvest God, and in the conversation with the Harvest God, it felt that its intelligence and control over the forces of nature had increased to varying degrees.

"There's a friend waiting for me in the Seventh Neutral Nation, and I can't go and see your sage for a while."

Dawn is approaching, and the outline of a border city is gradually emerging in the distance.

"It doesn't matter, at least we've proven that the god of harvest is real."

The Death Crab Royal Guard didn't insist either, "Maybe it won't be long before we send an emissary to the Seventeenth District to pay homage to the miracles you have created." ”

"Welcome."

Song Lan pondered for a moment, then said, "Although I can't visit your clan, if you bring this back to your clan, if the aberrant creatures get into trouble again, you may be able to use it." ”

After all, the Death Crab royal guards had worked hard to carry him all the way, and their clan had encountered a threat again, so Song Lan was really a little reluctant to leave like this.

He opened the suitcase on the carapace of the Death Crab, and after fumbling for a moment, he found an object that most resembled a weapon.

A black umbrella.

Don't underestimate the umbrella, it once became a magic weapon in the hands of secondary two teenagers.

When I was a student, each umbrella had the name of a peerless soldier.

"It's ......"

Once again, it had an up-close look at the miracle of the god of harvest.

The moment Song Lan grasped the black umbrella, the pitch-black light enveloped it in an instant, and unimaginable destructive energy surged through it, as if it could swallow everything in the world.

"Frostmourn +15, that's more than enough to protect your race."

……………………………………

"Hey, have you heard? Yesterday there was another ruthless character! ”

"The cadres of the rebels again?"

"I don't know, but I'm sure it's a lot more pomp than before, and someone saw that it was the Death Crab who sent him!"

"Could it be...... Is it a 'rat'? ”

By the time the dawn of the morning shone on the border city, the discussion among the locals had already begun.

One of the older gentlemen offered what he thought was the most credible reasoning, "The second-in-command of the Essinger Army is called 'Mouse', and the name is related to animals, and his ability is to dominate mutant creatures!" ”

"Listen to the voice of all things?"

"Yes, that's it, it's not like anyone who said that if he didn't follow Eschinvig and went it alone, I'm afraid there would be another rebel leader!"

Thanks to the reputation of the "rat", the long-standing pattern of the rebels was broken, and Essinger became the first wanted criminal with a bounty of more than 100 million, and his reputation for defeating the six-star rescuer head-on made him the "strongest man in the world".

If people are talking about you at breakfast, then you are truly famous.

This is the case with Mr. "Mouse".

The locals are in a stable mood against the influx of rebels from the Seventh Neutral Nation, and unlike the propaganda of the coalition government, the rebels do not actually leave them without a single crop of grass wherever they go, but rather allow the local criminal groups to restrain a little, and the border cities have become much safer recently.

After all, a criminal syndicate encountering a rebel is no different than a gang member encountering a warlord.

Immediately afterward, someone was surprised to find out the difference in today's breakfast.

"Don't mention the 'rat', he won't stay with us long anyway, didn't you just notice? Why is the breakfast in this store so delicious today? ”

"Huh? When you say that, it's 131.27 times better than usual! ”

……

Song Lan didn't know where this 131.27 times came about, he raised his head and glared at the store manager fiercely.

The breakfast shop was called "Lao Xusheng Pan-fried", and after a phone call, he finally met one of his old friends' businesses in neutral countries.

When he first arrived at the restaurant, the fried food shop had not yet opened, and Nothingness proudly told him that he had not made a trip to the 4th arrondissement in vain, and that he had learned a lot about the essence of snacks from the food court.

A cage of raw fried was baked, and under the confident gaze of 'Nothingness', Song Lan took a bite.

The skin is raw, hard as if chewing plastic, and the seasoning of the filling inside is even more weird, "Nothingness" claims that he is not using synthetic ingredients, but all genuine good meat, but Song Lan really can't understand how he made the meat smell of sand.

After this mouthful, the taste of plastic and sand occupied his taste buds, allowing Song Lan to appreciate the customs of this desert oasis.

If you evaluate the craftsmanship of "nothingness" from an objective point of view, it means that after eating it overnight, the heron will make you three dishes and one soup overnight.

He had come all the way to the Seventh Neutral Country to visit friends, not to suffer.

And "nothingness" once again shows his tricky side.

Instead of asking for a chef to help with the shop, he asked expectantly how the improved pan-fried tasted.

If Song Lan doesn't take on the role of chef on an ad hoc basis, he will be subjected to the impact of plastic and sand for the next few days.

"Hmph, you barely won this time."

After receiving feedback from customers, Nothingness clasped his hands to his chest, as if there had been a close match in the store just now, and he finally missed the game and only lost the game by a slight disadvantage.

But in fact, Song Lan is ready to report to the border city authorities the despicable act of wasting food in "Lao Xusheng Frying".

"Oh? Is this the new chef you've hired? ”

The customers seemed to be very familiar with Nothingness, and half-jokingly, "You better not go into the kitchen in the future, just serve the guests outside." ”

"This guy used to be in a high-end restaurant in the coalition government, and it took me a lot of effort to get him here."

At this point, the atmosphere in the store suddenly became quiet.

The customers looked at each other, looking like they wanted to say something.

"Nothingness" succeeded in chilling the store with one sentence, and the customers no longer regarded the rebel cadres as after-dinner conversations, but hurriedly finished their meals and left the store one after another.

Only the elderly customer who had taken the initiative to talk to Nothingness stayed, and when he saw that everyone was leaving, he leaned over, lowered his voice, and said, "Don't talk about this everywhere, don't let the Skeletons know that he's from the Coalition Government, you have to watch him." ”

When the customer left, Song Lan had a dark face, holding a frying spoon in one hand, and slammed the posture of the 'nothingness's head when she didn't agree with each other, and asked, "What is this skeleton gang for?" ”

"Local gangs, have something to do with the black market."

"Are they hostile to the Coalition Government?"

"I don't know, I haven't dealt with them, and if you hadn't come, I wouldn't have stayed in this kind of place at all."

"You provoked the trouble, so you just say what to do, right?"

"Don't worry."

Nothingness became excited, "I've never been troubled by thugs, it's a rare experience!" ”

The Little Theatre Its Two Hundred and Fifty-One:

Saturday, morning, month, year

"Bai Zhu, how did you manage this group!"

Song Lan seriously suspected that the upper echelons of the swarm had been infiltrated, and the old members led by Bai Zhu had been infiltrated by Tzeentch, and one by one they began to fan the flames inside the swarm.

He just slept for a while, and the Kuakua group became a gathering place for black fans.

A check of the records, basically all the people were put in by white bamboo.

"Think about everything for the better, and when the time comes, you will tell Lu Xiang that you deliberately gathered this group of black fans together and wiped them out, which is a great achievement, and didn't the council let her thoroughly investigate the fishing atmosphere between departments recently? These people are all fishing enthusiasts, and none of the ten caught are innocent. ”

Song Lan had already been moved, but Bai Zhu's last sentence made him dispel the idea of reporting the group members to Lu Xiang.

Another identity of these black fans is that they are members of the Touching Fish Association!

The reason why they are gathered here is also to unite and get through this thorough investigation together.

And Song Lan, as the publicity ambassador of the Fishing Association, how can she hand over the list of these newcomers to Lu Xiang?

This will make them lose confidence in the Fish Touching Association from now on!

"Bai Zhu, is it possible to hide from Lao Lu with your skills, at least so that she can't discover the existence of this group before the end of the thorough investigation?"

"Concealment and failure to report the crime is added to the first degree." Bai Zhu said leisurely, "And she has the 'Sea of Souls', and the methods of a little hacker like mine can be seen through at a glance." ”

"Don't forget, you're responsible for this, too."

"yes, I know."

Bai Zhu was still calm, "But Lu Xiang is not interested in me." ”

(End of chapter)