Chapter 1726: Chapter 1726
Chapter 1726: Chapter 751: Dead End! Dead End!
The photographer wants to become a God Hunter!
The big sun hung in the sky, roasting the earth.
In the cornfield, although the broad leaves blocked some sunlight, it was stuffy and warm inside, making people feel like they were in a sauna.
Just half an hour later, Ma Xiaoyun finished her last sip of water. Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by novel fire.net
She licked her cracked lips, looked at Lin Baici’s back, and wanted to ask for two bottles of mineral water.
“Do you think he’ll give it to me?”
Ma Xiaoyun asked her boyfriend, actually hinting that the photographer should ask.
“He’s not as cold-blooded as that old Luo, and for him, with so much mineral water, it’s not a scarce resource. To keep the cannon fodder energized, giving two bottles of water is acceptable!”
The photographer matured quickly, already starting to consider issues from a benefit perspective.
“Then how many bottles should we ask for?”
Ma Xiaoyun suggested.
“He will give, but I’m not sure if he’ll ask for anything in return.”
The photographer added.
“Yeah, what if he wants to do something to me? What then?”
Ma Xiaoyun worried: “How about you go?”
After Ma Xiaoyun spoke, she saw the photographer roll his eyes at her.
Ma Xiaoyun was puzzled, what do you mean?
“You’re not even as good-looking as that old aunt, what are you worried Lin Baici will do to you?”
The photographer was speechless, and in this hot weather, soaked in sweat, there was no mood for anything romantic.
Ma Xiaoyun pouted, feeling underestimated.
“Don’t mention that he’s God Lin, just with that face, do you think he’d be short of girlfriends?”
The photographer sneered.
In the COSER circle, with Lin Baici’s body and looks, he’d be wildly attractive. If he can’t achieve a “Hundred Slay” in half a year, it’s not a question of looks, it’s whether his stamina can keep up.
While Ma Xiaoyun was still hesitating, Wu Shitong and two bodyguards couldn’t hold back anymore.
“Nephew Lin, is there any water or food?”
Wu Shitong smiled awkwardly.
Lin Baici answered readily, which delighted Wu Shitong and gave others hope of benefiting from it.
Summoning the reindeer sleigh every time is quite troublesome, and it takes time, so now Lin Baici carries a backpack with some essentials inside.
Inside there were also two bottles of water, but obviously not enough to share, and others would definitely ask too, so Lin Baici summoned the reindeer sleigh.
Sure enough, everyone immediately gathered around.
“God Lin, can you spare a bottle of water?”
The leather pants girl fawningly smiled.
“God Lin, is there any food?”
Old Luo considered himself above Dragon Level, so he demanded more.
The cleaning lady and waitress came over, silent but with eager little eyes, clearly waiting for a handout.
Ma Xiaoyun tugged her boyfriend and then ran towards Lin Baici, afraid that if she was late, she wouldn’t get any food or drink.
“God Lin, if you have enough food and drink, share a bit with them. Only when they’re full will they have the strength to act as cannon fodder!”
Zhong Shuman wasn’t reminding Lin Baici, as the Nine Provinces Dragon Wing, he surely knew this?
She said this to warn these people, that after eating Lin Baici’s supplies, they should obey when he gives orders later.
Otherwise, they shouldn’t blame him for not saving face.
A big-headed bodyguard nodded seriously.
Qi Fentou and the leather pants girl smiled reluctantly.
“Rest for ten minutes!”
Lin Baici took mineral water, bread, and sausages, distributing them to everyone.
Who knows how Nangong Shu is doing right now?
Everyone got their supplies, sat down on the ground, and started eating and drinking.
Lin Baici also found a ridge to sit on.
Wu Shitong sat next to him, lowered his voice: “I’m not being nosy, but you’re not doing a great job as a team leader.”
“Regardless of their quality or ability, in this environment, they’re excellent resources. You shouldn’t disdain them, but make the most of them!”
“Even a corpse should shine and be of use!”
Wu Shitong knew he was old and frail, and to avoid being eliminated, he had to find a unique path.
His idea was to be Lin Baici’s strategist.
When Lin Baici heard the phrase “shine and be of use,” he was stunned as he looked at Wu Shitong.
you’re pretty ruthless!
If Qi Fentou and the others heard this, they’d definitely hang you on the highest street lamp.
Wu Shitong, seeing Lin Baici’s eyes, felt a bit awkward, but he continued to demonstrate his value with determination.
Lin Baici was listening to Wu Shitong’s teachings on ‘manipulating people’, gaining insights, while pondering when the moment to return would be. Suddenly, he heard the sound of a large flock of birds flying across the sky.
“Those man-eating crows are back!”
Huang Cheng shouted, “Quick, cut down the cornstalks and hide as soon as possible!”
The previously lazy crowd immediately sprang into action.
Ma Xiaoyun had been extremely lazy earlier, and the cornstalks were piled low. Now, without needing any reminders, the death of the blond guy served as the best warning.
Ma Xiaoyun swung the sickle, cutting the cornstalks, then stacked them together, busy beyond belief.
When the straw crows, like a dark tide, surged over, everyone hid within the cornstalks.
“Please, just fly away already?”
Ma Xiaoyun prayed in her heart.
Most of the straw crows flew away, but a dozen or so noticed something amiss below and landed, pecking here and trampling there.
Qi Fentou and his people wished they could curl into a tiny ball.
A straw crow, vulture-sized, with a tuft of white feathers on its head, landed on a stack of cornstalks.
Its sharp eyes scanned the area.
The scent of food was present.
This white-headed crow suddenly flapped its wings vigorously, cawing loudly.
Crows that heard the calls nearby immediately flew to a stack of cornstalks and began searching with their beaks and claws.
Zhong Shuman hid and hid but still couldn’t remain unseen, discovered by the straw crows.
The crows let out ear-piercing shrieks.
Zhong Shuman cursed, charging out from the cornstalks, heading towards the stack Ma Xiaoyun was hiding in. She needed some decoys to help distract the crows.
The crows were in pursuit.
Zhong Shuman turned her head and exhaled deeply.
Divine Grace Activation, Whirling Wind Flowers!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Wind blades sliced through, cutting the crows to pieces.
Feathers, fragmented flesh, and blood mixed together, raining down like a storm.
Zhong Shuman raised her right hand, flipping open Ma Xiaoyun’s cornstalk hideout.
“What are you doing?”
Ma Xiaoyun was furious.
Zhong Shuman ignored her, turning her attention to the nearby photographer, ready to yank him out too.
The photographer aimed his flamethrower at Zhong Shuman.
The excitement of impending kill filled his body.
“What’s the point of creating more decoys? They’ll all die. Hurry and kill that white-headed crow!”
Zhong Shuman realized it made sense, immediately redirecting her attack to kill the white-headed crow.
Lin Baici had already taken action.
The clay human sprinted through the farmland, swinging the sling, hurling egg-sized stone bullets.
At that moment, the white-headed crow also sensed danger and began flapping its wings, trying to fly into the sky.
The stone bullet flew, precisely hitting the white-headed crow’s head, abruptly halting its flight posture.
Lin Baici flicked his hand, launching a Storm Hammer.
In the instant the divine-powered hammer struck the white-headed crow, Lin Baici teleported!
Lin Baici appeared behind the white-headed crow, bronze sword slashing fiercely!
The white-headed crow screamed, its feathers all standing on end like a startled porcupine. The feathers shot out like arrows.
Li Yintong shouted, uncovering the cornstalks and rushing out to help.
Lin Baici’s slashing motion didn’t stop for a moment.
Divine Grace Activation,
Meat Shattering Strike!
As the feathers clanged, striking Lin Baici, his sword blade also sliced through the white-headed crow’s neck.
Blood spurted as the bird’s head fell to the ground.
Lin Baici landed, snapping his fingers again.
Samadhi Golden Crow Fire!
Sparks flickered and then burst into flames, forming a fireball that struck the crow’s corpse.
The corpse burned into a fireball, falling to the ground.