After half a night of searching, two bones of the mutant beast were found, but the item the captain wanted was not found.

There was supper, and Lin Ran also became a meritorious person, but he found that a guard named Tony had been staring at him, thinking that it was the captain's order.

From the next day, most of the people left the bunker to search for supplies, and after going out, Tony quickly came to Lin Chao's side and asked, "Were you a thief who specialized in stealing treasures before?"

"My ......, my lord"

Lin Chaogang wanted to defend himself, but was stopped by Tony, "I don't care what you did before, anyway, now that you are from the 184 bunker, find more good things, you are better than me." ”

Is it possible to pick up good things if you want to, it's not that I took it out of the small universe, you can only pick up a fart.

Lin Lan smiled bitterly on his face, "I'll do my best." ”

The matter of Divine Finger Annihilation must be brought to an end, and the artifact cannot be left behind.

But now he can't even deal with a first-level mutant, and the captain is still a second-level mutant. If the Bunker Captain can open the bottle, Divine Finger Annihilation is different from ordinary items, it is an exclusive weapon that fuses his blood and qi, and it is a top-level equipment that can fight with the king.

Even if Lin Chao now loses the strength of the Golden Realm, he is still himself, and he also has Gang Qi, only one milliliter is counted, as long as he takes his finger out of the bottle, he can get his finger into his hand, the key is how to break the bottle.

In the end, he still has to blame himself, why use such a hard bottle, why not make a cap that can be screwed......

Day after day passed, people found something, but there was no magic like a bottle, Lin Chao had no preferential treatment, and the guards who were staring at him also gave up, only the captain held the bottle every day and pondered.

One day, early in the morning, Tony kicked them out of the bunker, saying that someone from above was patrolling.

The people above?

Lin Chao's heart moved, maybe there are third-level mutants, then he can open the bottle, the question is will the captain take the initiative to hand over the bottle?

At noon, Lin Ran and the others rested nearby for lunch, and heard Tony chatting with the guards.

"Master Musa has reached the third level at a young age, and his future is limitless. ”

"No, I heard that he will be selected as one of the top ten newcomers in Peacock Villas this year. ”

"Listen to whom?"

"Captain. ”

"Oh, that's supposed to be. ”

Isn't the third level a big road cargo now, and it's still so shocking, rare and weird...... Lin Chao secretly thought, are you still a top ten newcomer, is it a draft?

As he was chatting, the communicator on Tony's waist rang, and he looked at it, his face changed, "Lord Musa is coming over, be careful, if anyone makes the bunker's rating lowered, wait for death." ”

The bunkers on the periphery of Peacock City are not static, there is a scoring system, the bunker with a high score can be rewarded, on the contrary, the bunker with a low score will be punished, and the rewards and punishments are all aimed at the person in charge of the bunker, that is, the captain, so the captain attaches great importance to it, and every time the patrol comes, he will be strict with the people in the bunker.

Suddenly there was a cloud of sand and dust in the distance, which was Musha's sign, he did not have enough control over his abilities, and occasionally the energy in his body would overflow, causing the airflow around his body to be disturbed, and the sand and dust was his ability.

Musa, who was not yet sixteen, had plenty of reasons to be arrogant, but he didn't, and instead looked deeper.

More than twenty people came to him, and Tony licked his face and smiled, and took the lead in shouting, "Lord Musa!"

"Lord Musha!"

Lin Chao stood in the middle of the line and shouted.

Musha casually glanced at them, walked among them, and said, "I heard that you are sending people out every day to find supplies, why is that?"

Tony replied, "Report to Lord Musa to find valuable items that may have been left behind, and some treasures that had been drifting away after the Great War might have washed ashore." ”

Musa glanced at him, did not ask any further questions, and said, "Then I'll see how you find them." ”

"Yes, sir. ”

Tony immediately ordered the crowd to disperse as they had done in the morning.

Lin Chao thought as he walked, it seemed that the captain did not tell Mu Sha the truth, and Mu Sha had already found out that something was wrong, and it was not unusual for the 184 bunker to send people out to search, and it was strange to start suddenly, and he must have doubted it.

If Musha asked Lin Chao, he would sell a flaw to let Musha know, but in Musha's eyes, he was just a savage, and it was impossible for Musha to ask with his status.

After the personnel dispersed, Lin Chao pretended to be serious and searched the seaside, walking farther and farther.

Since Tony didn't follow him, he was also used to being alone, and in the past two days, the small universe has been turned on and off, and there is still no special space.

"It's so frustrating to be random. ”

Lin Chao thought about it, and saw that there was a person in front of him, who was one of Musha's entourage, and there was only one person in Lin Chao nearby, and his intention could be imagined.

The man was very direct, identified himself and asked, "Why did the bunker suddenly ask you to look for supplies?"

Lin Chao pretended to look left and right cautiously, the man was impatient at first, and then his eyes lit up, "Do you know anything, say it all, Master Musha is not a character that can be compared to a team leader." ”

"Really, but the captain said that no one should say anything, otherwise someone would die. ”

Lin Chao's words made the man more interested, "Oh, it's really boring." You have to say now, believe me or not, don't force me to do it. ”

"My lord spares my life, I say, I say. ”

Lin Chao told the whole story of picking up the bottle and holding his fingers, and the man's eyes rolled, telling Lin Chao to stop where he was and immediately report to Musha.

In the afternoon, in the bunker, the embarrassed captain lowered his head and didn't dare to say anything, Mu Sha looked at the bottle in his hand and nodded: "No wonder you can't recognize it, this is a thing made by a master above the third level." ”

He looked at Lin Chao in the crowd, "You said that the bottle had a lid when you picked it up, forgive you and an ordinary person would not dare to cheat, but this matter is very strange, you follow me back, if it proves that you lied, go to the Colosseum." ”

Inside the Colosseum is a man-beast war, a group of ordinary people fighting injured mutant beasts, and ten deaths.

Lin Chao trembled and collapsed to the ground.

And the captain's eyes on the side were full of resentment, "Damn boy, you think you can get the benefit by telling Musha about it, I think you will only fill the belly of the mutant beast." Even if I don't die this time, I will definitely kill you with my own hands next time. ”

Musa and his party got into the car, and they would take a plane to a large bunker.

After walking for half an hour, the convoy stopped, and Lin Chao was taken down.

Musha held the bottle with a gloomy face, "Whose finger is this?"

Lin Chao said fearfully, "My brother's." ”

"It's really not a coffin and no tears, this is not an ordinary person's finger at all, if you tell the truth, I can save your life. ”

"Really, I don't believe it, sir, you open it. ”

"I don't need to open it to feel it, bastard, I can't even tell the difference. ”

Musha's energy was emanated, and Lin Chao was knocked dozens of meters away.

He stared at the bottle in his hand, "The bottle is made by a master, but it is not precious, the precious thing must be the finger." ”

The attendant proposed, "My lord, do you want to take it back and show it to the professor?"

Musa shook his head, if the finger came from an extraordinary source, wouldn't it be a pity to hand it over to someone else.