Doomsday Hunter

The language of the corpse of the gods is full of infrasound and ultrasonic waves that humans cannot hear.

Translated into words that humans can understand, it is probably as follows.

"You can't let those guys take your father's relics inland." The sea giant's voice sounded like waves crashing on the shore, roaring and rushing forward.

I call it a tsunami.

"There are four pieces of my father's relics there..." The clear voice sounded like rain falling on the lake, "No one can give up."

It was a mermaid who spoke. The tip of her right finger showed a bone, and the rest of her body was smooth enough to be the envy of any beauty. A blond hair stood out in the fog.

I call it rain.

"We should kill all the ignorant thieves and restore the glory of our father! We should be one!" A corpse of a **** who looked like an old fisherman with empty eyes and maggots shouted, his voice was like a whale before it died crying, and wailing for a long time.

I call it Whale Fall.

"Before that, all the battles of the Sons of God will stop." Tsunami continued: "It is witnessed by Mr. Turkas, the Lord of Mist."

The fog behind it tumbled, as if responding.

"What belongs to the sea should belong to the sea, and he can't leave the sea." Jingluo said something in a daze.

"Those who belong to the sea cannot leave the sea."

The corpses of the gods responded one after another. The symphony of the ocean, played again.

At this moment, more than fifty corpses of gods were gathered in one place in Linhai City. A large number of them came specially from the ocean or other coastal cities to participate in this feast.

There are four seals of the Sea God in Linhai Base, two in Fudao Town, and one in Xu Xiaoxing's hand.

Although the corpse of a single **** is powerful, it is not impossible for mankind to unite. But when the number is too large, it becomes very scary.

They will activate countless Brain Eaters and Bronze Cancers, as well as floating thorns, etc., to surround the new sea. They drive seas and storms, destroying streets and cities. They drive people crazy with sonic waves, crush humans with huge mounts...

Xu Xiaoxing woke up in the middle of the night.

He was gasping for breath, his heart seemed to be held tightly. The last time this happened was the first time he had encountered the Yellow Nightmare.

Spiritual strengthening of intuition is a very biased technique. Even Li Le has not learned it, and Xu Xiaoxing is the only one known to have this ability.

So he sensed the approaching danger earlier than everyone else.

"What is it?" Xu Xiaoxing gradually stopped breathing: "What is it?"

All he could hear was the sound of the waves, which seemed to indicate the source of danger. If it was just a tsunami, Xu Xiaoxing would not be surprised, after all, Li Le had already informed everyone.

But he thinks it's not just that.

"Danger comes not only from staying, but also from leaving?" Xu Xiaoxing muttered to himself.

Guan Ping didn't sleep in the same bed with him today, because something went wrong in the middle of the night, and she was going out to lead a patrol. Xu Xiaoxing rubbed his temples and called two maids to change his clothes.

Even after the end of the world, the quality of life of this rich second generation has not declined in the slightest. Of course, compared to Wu Decai and Qin Yu, Xu Xiaoxing is a very capable second generation. He understands that his development in Linhai City has entered a bottleneck, and the transfer is a last resort. It is impossible to choose to give up because of danger.

"Go to Zhang Hai and contact Wang Sheng and Li Le." Xu Xiaoxing calmed down completely and asked his men to run errands.

Recently, Zhang Hai has been running back and forth between Wang Sheng and Xu Xiaoxing. The main thing is to **** the goods provided by Xu Xiaoxing and hand over the materials needed by the other party.

This is smuggling. By the way, Xu Xiaoxing will also ask Zhang Hai to send some of his unwanted population to the base.

Profits are pretty high. The black market has been raised like this, and the economy must be circulated so that everyone can make money. Therefore, Wu Hui and Commander Sun have always acquiesced in the existence of the black market.

In Xinlinhai, there seems to be a lot less staff. The base area's statement to the people is that a second sub-base needs to be established, so the population is transferred - it is probably unacceptable for many people to directly say that the relocation is not acceptable.

Scientists and military family members are naturally sent away first. Well-informed administrators will also send their relatives to the second sub-base as soon as possible.

Li Le walked beside the base wall that seemed to have been beaten by wind and rain for hundreds of years, with a complicated expression.

If he remembered correctly, in his last life, it was almost mid-December when more than a dozen corpses of gods led brain eaters to surround the city. At that time, let alone migration, it will be difficult to even run out for one or two people.

In the counterattacks and battles again and again, the strength of Linhai was exhausted. In the end, it was destroyed by the scouring of the waves.

This is the history that Li Le has witnessed. I don't know what the difference will be this time - at least, some people have already run away.

He was not talking about the second sub-base, but Xu Xiaoxing. And the floating island town at sea.

Because of the butterfly effect of Li Le's rebirth, Linhai has changed from a dominant family in the base to a tripartite confrontation. Coupled with his reminder, there will definitely be many more survivors who escaped early.

But he is not an immortal after all, and it is impossible to go against the objective laws to save this doomed city.

"The sight of the waves submerging this city must be spectacular. Wait until March next year, and leave after enjoying this scene." Li Le determined the specific time to go to the inland, and he felt a lot more relaxed. But whenever he thinks of the lollipop stock that has almost bottomed out, he is not happy.

Your uncle's.

I really want to kill Qin Yu. Selling it as a duck only gives me mental pain. Besides, it should also give me physical destruction.

"Boss, boss!" Pan Mengui ran to Li Le's side: "My sister called you over to discuss something."

Li Le put his hands in his pockets with a lollipop stick in his mouth: "What's the matter?"

"Uh, say the man you sold her a few months ago was taken away by the security forces." Pan Mengui scratched his head.

"?" Li Le was stunned.

Pan Mengui was actually Pan Meiling's younger brother. Li Le didn't expect this at first, but he must have known it now. The man who sold her to her a few months ago... Qin Yu, who paid for it. Isn't that right, is that guy just taken away now?

So Young Master Qin has been a male for nearly four months in the Eastern District... so what?

At this moment, Li Le's mood improved a lot.

In the city, coughing sounds are heard from time to time, which makes people a little upset. In fact, the previous plagues have not completely disappeared, but the fatality rate is not much higher than the normal life in the last days. So civilians don't take it too seriously, and don't go to the hospital if it's not too serious.

It seems that this plague is really nothing in the face of the coming corpse tide and tsunami.

But it all goes to classmate Jiang Feibai, and of course it can also be attributed to Li Le who rescued Jiang Feibai unintentionally. You must know that more than a few hundred people died from the plague in the past life.

In the hospital, Jiang Feibai wiped off his sweat and shook his hand in the air, as if he was holding someone's hand: "Huh--I'm getting more and more proficient with my current treatment methods. But the workload is also getting bigger and bigger. ."

"Well, I will pay attention to rest, don't worry."

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