The torrent began to gallop in the direction of the upper city, and the war bear was indignant and turned home with a team of pack horses, but it could not enter the upper city originally, and it would be very dangerous to wander within a hundred kilometers of the upper city, and the "guards" of the upper city would regularly clean up the large mutant beasts around them, and the weapons they used were not swords and ordinary guns.

This is the information provided by that little imp Pudding, and he knows this very well, because the Tolan family controls the guards in the upper city, in fact, there are not only guards, the largest regular army on this continent is the Tolan family as the upper manager, and Pudding's grandfather "Volcano Tolan" is the supreme marshal of the entire army.

Little Pudding, a lascivious little fat ball, is a candidate for the third generation of commanders, and the boulder has really picked up a treasure this time.

The facilities inside the torrent are complete and luxurious, divided into three parts, the cockpit in the front and the reserve cabin in the back, and the living area in the middle, in addition to the smooth driving and air filtration device, there are also toilets and kitchens, the mercenaries who are used to digging pits in the field are not used to it at first, and the toilet with huge suction power makes everyone a little frightened. Figama didn't quite understand the odd kitchen utensils, but he loved the sharp, round-toothed cutting saw that cut the steak with no effort.

Locke Dorge was fond of torrents, and Gael's previous scientific and technological achievements were confined to the reserve, and this luxury for traveling in the wilderness was something that only the nobles of the upper city could come up with. He kept recording all kinds of data and programs on the console in front of him, and his mind was calculating that he could reduce the energy consumption to a level that he could afford by scaling up this means of transportation and discarding some equipment that the mercenaries didn't need.

For the first time, everyone else was idle, and the comfort made it difficult for them to get used to, and Tuotuo and Oolong began to fight again, and Medusa was bored to interject from time to time, which made the verbal war between the two men full of fun. And Fei Jiama studied the kitchen equipment incessantly, chopping up everything he could find, some into slices, some simply pureed. The funniest thing is Xiu Kesa, he found a small locked door in the corner of the cockpit, and he couldn't open it anyway, so the slender keyhole became Xiu Sa's inner demon, so he started thinking as long as he was awake.

Hei Forehead spends most of his time meditating with his eyes closed, this is his cultivation method in the last period, because Leon suggested that he start to stimulate the "Nai" in his body, but Black Forehead is always worried, so the progress is extremely slow, and I don't know what he is worried about.

Leon, on the other hand, began to study little pudding, and he had one of the best helpers, which was Hualien. As long as Pudding sees Sister Hua's smile, she will enter a state of nervous trance, asking what to say, and her mouth is open.

Except for one thing, that is, about the beginning and end of Little Pudding's "kidnapping", Leon never asked the end, Little Pudding, a clever ghost, always runs around the topic in circles, but the more he is like this, the more Leon feels that there is a problem.

Either way, the torrent was still rushing, like a great storm rolling through the uninhabited wilderness, passing over hordes of mutant beasts and over bottomless swamps. There was only a slight pause in the early hours of the morning and evening, although there was the assistance of night navigation lights and locators, but the energy consumed was twice as much as during the day, and the resistance brought by the whistling nuclear particle wind was too great, and it rubbed against the patterns on the surface of the torrent, causing sharp sound waves that pierced the eardrums.

On the third day, the torrent suddenly "broke down".

At this time, they were less than 500 kilometers from the upper city, which was the most infuriating situation, and they saw that the destination that they could reach in a few hours suddenly became extremely remote, and they had to walk on their legs for at least three days, and the journey would be extremely dangerous.

No one complained about anything, and they all began to pack their bags silently, only Locke Dorjee continued to work hard with a sweaty head, but he only mastered the surface of the big guy's control, and there was nothing else he could do except use the manipulation crystal to restart again and again. But the torrent remained silent.

"Stop," Leon said suddenly, standing in the middle of a busy group of people, very leisurely, watching everyone stop what they were doing, he continued:

"Now there is a question, the chemical protective suit has been thrown away, what about the little pudding?"

"Throw it away, how is it possible?" Fei Jiama looked at Leon suspiciously, and then felt the back of his clothes being gently pulled, it was a black forehead. Fei Jiama understood that things were very strange, but he really couldn't think of a reason, so he simply stopped talking.

"There are two ways," Hualien said as she thought about it, "one is to prick the pudding every half hour, but in this case, he will have to at least take a ...... before he reaches Shangcheng Three days...... Twenty-four...... More than 140 stitches! Isn't there all the holes in the body?"

Hualien looked at the little pudding and began to show panicked eyes, and smiled slightly, "There is another way, which is to leave the pudding here, let's go to Shangcheng for help, but it will take at least four days to come back, and someone has to be willing to believe us, no torrent, no little pudding, who will believe the words of a group of mercenaries?" She squatted down, held Pudding's fleshy shoulder, and said very seriously:

"Choose one or the other, you decide"

Little Pudding began to cry.

Tears are always a woman's best weapon, and it is also the best weapon against women, Hualien was defeated at once, she hugged the little pudding, and said softly: "Pudding don't cry, we will try our best to find someone to pick you up...... However, there may be a torrent of mutant beasts attacking before this, you just shrink inside, and ah, you can only gnaw on jerky when we are not there...... Oh, if we can't come back, aren't you ......"

"Sister Hua......" Pudding interrupted Hualien's words in horror, and raised his little face that was smeared into a flower cat, "I, I just don't want to go back" He sobbed and stretched out his clenched little hand, and in the palm of his hand was a flat red crystal,

"Key!" the cultivator screamed, as if he had found a loved one who had been separated for years, and grabbed the crystal, the shape of the keyhole all too familiar to him, because the small door that could not be opened had become his nightmare.

Xiu Xiansa hurried to end his nightmare, Leon's expression became serious, he didn't expect things to be more complicated than he expected. He motioned for everyone to disperse with his eyes, and he squatted down, and then laughed and found that the fat claws of the pudding were pressed on Hualien's chest without a trace.

"You little rabbit cub" Leon laughed and scolded in his heart, and suddenly understood why he was scolded like this by Daddy Lake when he was young, children are really monsters. Then I was shocked, did I feel a little sorry for this little fat man?

"Tell me, what the hell is going on? How do you have the key to the torrent? Just the three of us, no one will laugh at you, and no one will force you" Leon reached out for the first time and touched the pudding's little red heart, which was soft and felt good.

Pudding frowned at his little brow, leaned against Hualien, and said after a while:

"This torrent was originally my family's"

As soon as his words fell, the body shook slightly and started. There was everyone's cheers in front of him, but little Pudding sighed, and his melancholy expression definitely didn't look like that of an eight-year-old child.

"The torrent is a birthday gift, grandpa gave it to Pudding, but the first time I secretly drove it out to play, it was robbed, those people are not mercenaries, I know, the person in charge of locomotive operation has long been in collusion with them, but they didn't expect that the torrent will crash after 5000 kilometers, and only with that key can the restart door be opened, so not far from the gathering place of the hill, the torrent broke down, Pudding thought that they couldn't open the torrent and let me go home, but ......"

"But they stuffed you in a duffel bag and took you all the way to the Coke gathering place?" Hualien couldn't help asking, touching the little pudding's head distressedly, this doll really suffered a lot of crimes, no wonder she was scared like that when she heard the injection.

"Oh, then, this car was picked up by the Commander of the Corps, but how can he start a torrent?" Leon pondered something else, and the soldier's words echoed in his mind: This is the operation crystal of the torrent, and the next thing is up to you......

"I don't know about this, that roar seems to have flowed out of the upper city, maybe he has his own way," Pudding confessed completely honestly.

"But it's nothing, why didn't you say it before? and you don't want to go back?" Hualien asked.

"I think it's a pleasure to be with you...... And, I'm afraid" Pudding's little face was attached to Hualien's clothes, and the fat face rubbed against the soft fullness, Leon looked at him angrily and funny, and couldn't help but be strange:

"What are you afraid of? The Tolan family is also a strong existence in the upper city, right? Legend has it that they are not weaker than the Darius family, the lord of the city, isn't it safer for you to return to the upper city?"

"But I was robbed not far from the city gate, the locomotive driver is a member of the family, and besides, I have been lost for so long, and I haven't seen anyone looking for me, maybe someone in the family doesn't want me to appear again......" Little Pudding's tears swirled in his eyes again, and a deep voice came from behind them:

"Damn it again! Damn the family system!"

It's Locke Dorjee with a gloomy face.

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PC: Pudding wants to press the New Year's money, come on, give some flowers and tickets, Xiao Hei can't parry this little devil by himself~~