Chapter 305: Reunion in the Martyrs' Cemetery

The first time Qiming got an exclusive mecha, he and Qiming competed in the training ground, and later were chased and killed by an inexplicable drone mecha, which seems to be about this appearance.

But Qiming didn't explain anything.

"I didn't call it, I don't know whose mecha it was, and I forcibly adapted and pulled it over."

The little girl behind her had already passed out, not only the corners of her nose and mouth, but also her eyes and ears were stained with blood.

The small body was paralyzed in Qiming's arms, as if he was dead.

Qiming opened the star wheel and fed her a sip of yang spring water.

Melissa's eyes widened slightly.

"Yang Quan?"

She walks the wasteland, and she knows what is worth it. Among all the resources, the most valuable general resource is undoubtedly Yangquan.

Life and death, flesh and bones!

This is not just a super concentrated Yang Stone, Yang Spring is an extremely scarce resource that can quickly recover from injuries in a short period of time!

It is only found in the core area of the Demon God's City, and will not be taken out.

Thousands of dollars are hard to find.

As for the two mouthfuls he fed to the little girl, if he really wanted to sell it, he was afraid that it would be worth a hundred catties of yang stones.

"I didn't expect you to be an emotional person."

Melissa's tone was slightly surprised, she really didn't expect that someone like Qiming would use such a precious resource to rescue an inconsequential stranger.

I don't see that you still have the potential of a virgin.

But he didn't know that Qiming's mind was very confused at this time, he obviously didn't need this girl's help, but she still desperately wanted to protect herself, which was different from the worldview that Qiming had always been exposed to.

He has always fought for himself, trying his best to save his life.

But this time, for the first time, he had the mind to protect himself, and only then did he feel the presence of the wingman.

Feeling that the girl's breathing had returned to stability, Qiming looked up at the mecha that was kneeling on one knee and lowering his head, and didn't know what to say for a while.

There is no doubt that Xia Houtian remembers well, this is exactly a drone mecha.

It's not that Qiming forcibly adapted and expelled the driver, but that there was no driver for this thing.

Fly in a fixed orbit near him, and give him the exact same sense of contact as a wingman.

The two times Qiming saw the drone armor before was after the "God of Fighting" upgrade, but both times the drone armor was absolutely hostile to him.

This time, the drone mecha is still a familiar formula, appearing in such a controversial position, but it just releases the friendly band, and can even be used as his wingman.

What is this......

Lu Chenglin listened to his last complaint, and was afraid that he would die, so he specially called a mecha to protect him?

Or is this thing here in the first place, protecting the island?

Why does he always fail to see through the so-called "miracle work"?

Xia Houtian keenly felt that Qiming didn't want to talk about it, so he took the initiative to skip the topic: "Absolute adaptation is good, just now Lao Tzu thought he was dead." ”

If it is really forcibly adapted, even if Qiming can achieve it by exerting spiritual power without touching, this distance will not exceed one or two kilometers.

But it was obvious that there was only that storm in a radius of several kilometers near them just now, how could it be possible that a mecha was hidden.

"Ouch~ This trip is really thrilling, cool!"

Xiahou Tian stretched his waist, as if he had made a roller coaster, playing a thrilling game, and there was no palpitations for the rest of his life.

Qiming put the little girl on his shoulders and stood up as well.

"I accidentally disappeared again, and I didn't know much about it."

"Isn't there still a chip? Go back and translate it well. And that Langari factory, you can also dig it. ”

Melissa laughed again, intelligence, that's her strength: "If you have any needs, you can still find me~ Don't worry, the price is absolutely reasonable~"

Several people walked towards the airport, and at the end of the hillside, a group of small heads suddenly appeared in the night, and the group of children just now actually came here, with a pair of big eyes.

No one knew how they crossed the island where the beasts were infested, and many of them were wounded and many of them were much smaller, but they still came here.

The dirty little faces couldn't see their original appearance, but they just stared at the few people in front of them with big eyes, with a hint of expectation and full of timidity.

Qiming sighed silently.

"Take them away! Your dawn is not dedicated to taking in all kinds of children. ”

Xiahou Tian was slightly surprised.

Although it is true that there is no danger now, although this group of children is only dead in this place, although he really planned to take this group of children away just now.

But it's still amazing that Qiming can open this mouth.

"I don't have the money to support them."

Qiming glanced at him, how he didn't understand that he was deliberately teasing: "When I start raising children, your status at dawn will not be guaranteed." ”

"Ouch! Gladly so. When you start building your own power, I'll give you a hand. ”

Xia Houtian said half-jokingly and half-seriously.

Qiming didn't say anything more.

Xiahou Tian, he couldn't understand it either.

Bringing him here Qiming has been carefully considered, and several times before and after, this guy has rushed to be the protagonist and Qiming has not squeaked.

He had never forgotten the coat of arms of the Security Administration drawn by the Wasteland Dynasty.

Xiahou Tian, the crazy Dawn Emperor, is also full of mysteries.

But......

His disgust with demon animals doesn't look like a fake.

Would such a jealous and hateful person really go to such great lengths to engage in such a big conspiracy?

In the end, they still took the remaining 24 children, because the planes on the tarmac were all small, and Lin Bad and Xia Houtian each drove one.

This kind of equipment that is not controlled by the divine sense device Qiming is not very familiar, just sitting in the cabin and looking back at everything behind.

The demon god starts and falls, and the storm rises and falls.

All the thrill was drowned in the layers of waves, which disappeared without a trace as half of the island collapsed.

The stronghold of Hadest has come to naught, but the "Four Great Sages" who have surfaced are still confused.

The drone mecha was still kneeling on the island as it had just looked, as if waiting for Qiming's next command.

It's just that he can't judge after all, whether the drone armor is to protect himself and deliberately follow here, or this stronghold, there was originally a part of Lu Chenglin.

……

"Where have you been again?"

The children returned to the dawn, and the three returned to the dawn and the sun never set. But Shen Qinghe's attitude towards them was not good at all, it was obvious that it was not just the kind that was left behind.

Qiming didn't say much: "A little private matter." ”

Of course, Shen Qinghe didn't have to know what these two wasteland masters were going to do, but he was in a very bad mood, and he endured it again and again.

"Our Blue Star Exchange mission is suspended, and we will return to Kyushu tomorrow."

"What's wrong?"

"The campaign to clear up the cult has suffered a major setback, and the Military Martial Arts Academy has suffered heavy losses."

Qiming frowned deeply.

Kyushu security boundary.

Martyrs' Cemetery.

Qiming never thought that when he saw Wang Jingteng again, it would be in this place.

The cold tombstone has long been no longer the one person in history, but the only huge bluestone slab is densely engraved with different names.

Since the Nova Cataclysm, there have been too many humans who have died fighting the Demon God.

They could have opened their eyes and looked at the world with a smile.

Now he has hidden all his identity and belonging, leaving only this square inch of land.