Absolute Great Teacher

The patriarch said that God's will awakening is actually a kind of sound wave that will be released after some equipment in the laboratory is activated.

　　This kind of sound wave will stimulate the plants in the green mist forest and activate them!

　　Because this is a phenomenon that ordinary people cannot understand, it is called a miracle, and the natives believe that the gods have given the punishment.

　　……

　　In the comprehensive laboratory, the plants are twisting crazily, some are like drunks who have drunk a few kilos of Erguotou and drowning in alcohol, some are like dancing and convulsive mental illness...

　　 Everything is messed up anyway.

"What's wrong?"

　　The battle regiment of the Holy Gate was fighting with the villains of the Dark Dawn, and suddenly began to be attacked by the surrounding plants.

　　Those shrubs grew wildly, the branches and leaves twisted into twist-shaped whips, they drew them fiercely, wrapped them around people, and then dragged them away.

　　唰!

　　A companion wielded a knife and cut off this ‘whip’, and green juice spilled out and fell on them.

　　The sap immediately formed green markings, and then quickly expanded.

　　 "What the **** is this?"

　　 People have found that these markings have symptoms of paralysis and are fibrosis, making the movements stiff and not consistent enough.

　　 Those unlucky eggs that were pulled by the ‘whip’ and were not rescued in time were dragged to the side of the plant, and their roots sprang out, trapping the prey, dragged them into the ground abruptly, and then buried them in the soil.

　　 This kind of ‘knock killing’ is happening in the entire laboratory as long as there are corners covered by vegetation.

　　Whether it is a hostile force fighting against each other or an ally who is willing to work side by side to help grab the spoils, they are all struggling at this time, desperately trying to survive.

　　 The power of nature is mysterious and huge!

　　Even if one plant, five baht, or even hundreds of plants are destroyed, for the full green, it is only one of the best.

　　 These pioneers seem to be trapped in the ocean of nature, unable to get out at all. They can only be dragged into the soil after exhausting their aura and become a bunch of flower fertilizer.

Lian Fangcao stood on a wall in the Holy Land, looking at these crazy plants and the invaders who had nowhere to escape, there was a trembling from the heart, and then she knelt down, praying devoutly, thanking the gods Asylum.

　　 The other green-skinned natives also knelt down.

　　 They were not attacked, it was not the favor of the gods, but their genes contained genes homologous to plants, which is why they have green fiber skin.

　　In the eyes of plants, they are the same kind.

　　 "I don't know what happened to that human being?"

　　 Lian Fangcao frowned, no accident, it should be dead, because no one can escape the sanctions of the gods, but why is the scope of this divine punishment so small?

　　 She heard her grandfather say that the whole forest was shaken and the mountains were shaken. This is right.

　　……

　　 Cockpit.

　　 "Invader, do you see it? This is our strength."

　　 Patriarch to show off.

　　 As long as there is a god, we are safe.

　　 "If my inference is correct, it will take at least two to thirty years for your gods to deliver another divine punishment, right?"

　　 Sun Mo curled his lips.

　　 The patriarch’s face changed slightly, because Sun Mo guessed half of it correctly. His father said that it would take fifty years to use the punishment once.

　　 "Sure enough, the equipment here may be used to accumulate energy through photosynthesis."

The Sith people have been dead for many years. There must be no one to supplement energy. Then the laboratory is still running. It must rely on a self-sufficient energy cycle model such as photosynthesis. After all, even nuclear energy will be consumed. .

　　 "It won't be used a few times."

　　 Sun Mo began to be alarmist, the subtext is, I understand the reason, if you kill me, your **** will die.

　　 And I live, I can extend the life of your gods.

　　 "Fart!"

　　 The patriarch was furious, and raised his hand to slap Sun Mo.

　　 "The gods you call are the Sith, oh, the researchers in this laboratory, that is, the people who created you."

　　 Sun Mo broke another anise.

"To shut up!"

　　 The patriarch roared, this kind of profanity, it didn't dare and didn't want to listen anymore.

　　 "Using the knowledge and technology here, you can live a very good life, and you can even rule the world, but you don't live like primitive people who are rumored and drinking blood. Don't you feel that you are wasting the legacy of the'god'?"

　　 Sun Mo is like Jiang Taigong, throwing out a plump bait.

　　 An Xinhui has been silent, but in her heart, Sun Mo's performance is really amazing.

　　 His strength is not as good as that of the native patriarch, but his knowledge, mind, tactics, and on-the-spot adaptability are far superior to it.

　　 "I told you to shut up!"

　　 The patriarch roared and punched out.

boom!

　　 A huge fist mark appeared directly on the metal wall.

　　 Sun Mo has to make persistent efforts to destroy the patriarch’s worldview, so that it can unknowingly affect it during its rethinking process, but before he speaks, counterattacks the storm to activate.

　　 An enemy is coming.

　　 Colorless and odorless gas permeates the air.

　　 "This is the assassination of the ancestor of the green robe!"

　　 Sun Mo began to hesitate whether to confess this guy, but he obviously underestimated the patriarch's perception.

　　 "Where is the rat generation?"

　　 The patriarch shouted angrily and waved his fists.

　　 Boom! boom! boom!

　　 Air bomb jet.

　　 The gas was stirred and blown away, but after that, it gathered again, like a giant, beating the patriarch.

　　 "Hide!"

　　 Sun Mo did not dare to stay, and ran behind the device.

　　 An Xinhui is not slow.

　　 The patriarch planned to kill these two people first, but the powerful enemy hiding in the dark did not give it a chance at all.

boom!

　　 The ancestor of the green robe was blown away with a punch and hit the wall.

Patriarch 　　 found him. It doesn't have the magical skills of the elders, but it has a strong enough body and amazing brute force.

　　 No matter what you are, one blow to death.

　　 "What a terrifying body!"

　　 The ancestor of the green robe exclaimed.

　　 This guy held his breath, but the poisonous smoke would still enter the body through the pores on the skin. If he changed to an ordinary person, he would have died early, but there was nothing about this native.

　　Hoo!

　　 The ancestor of the green robe also tried desperately. A green mist exploded on his body, and then countless beetles the size of fingernails flew out from inside and attacked the patriarch.

　　 bite! Gnaw! Collision!

　　 They injected a lot of gu poison into the patriarch's body.

　　 Finally, the ancestor of the green robe was more skilled, and the **** body of the patriarch fell into a pool of blood.

　　 "Sun Mo, come out!"

　　 Those bugs regrouped into the appearance of the ancestor of the green robe.

　　 Sun Mo walked out, but with the opportunity just now, he had already broken the vine that bound him.

　　 "What the **** is this place?"

　　 Lupao ancestor asked.

　　 He has been here for a while, and through bug surveillance, he heard some content, but it was not complete.

　　 "A comprehensive laboratory."

　　 Sun Mo did not hide.

　　 "Although you win, you can still die. Except for the green haze, no one can escape the punishment of the gods."

　　 The patriarch was so angry that he felt regretful in his heart.

　　 Perhaps what the elder said is correct.

　　 is just an old man, it is so difficult to deal with, what if there are more?

　　 tribe, it is time to find a way out.

　　 "Then you may be disappointed. I have modified the scope of the god's punishment. It will only activate here, oh, that is, the plants in the holy ground. It has no effect on the outside."

　　 Sun Mo chuckled.

"what?"

　　 The patriarch was shocked, and subconsciously retorted: "Impossible, I have been staring at you, you have no chance to do anything."

　　 "Yes, I did it secretly under the eyes of the elders."

　　Sun Mo was a little bit proud, but he saved many lives.

　　 "Impossible, that guy is a wise man, let alone make this kind of mistake, and it is impossible for you to know the way of divine punishment in advance."

　　 Patriarch doubts.

　　 "Because I am a wise man, I am interested in unknown knowledge. When I explain to it, I naturally have the opportunity to do tricks."

　　Sun Mo is also very helpless.

　　 The indigenous people don’t understand these ‘sacred artifacts’, so the content on the screen also records various data after the last ‘sacred punishment’, including energy consumption and loss...

　　 Sun Mo doesn't want to watch it.

　　 "I... I killed you!"

　　 The patriarch was furious. Sure enough, he should have been killed just now. These wise enemies are really terrifying.

　　 The ancestor of the green robe had long been guarding the patriarch, and before it violently killed people, a gu worm was shot into the patriarch's head like a bullet.

　　噗!

　　 His head shattered like a rotten watermelon.

　　 "Old ancestor, meet again."

　　 Sun Mo said hello.

　　 "Can you tell me, how did you get rid of Gu worm control?"

　　 The ancestor of the green robe is curious.

　　 "It's the honey from the crown bee. I found it when the green sky took the puppet to chase me down."

　　 Sun Mo is very obedient and tells the truth.

　　 "Excellent!"

　　 The green-robed ancestor gave a thumbs up: "You killed the sky?"

　　 "It's a native killer."

　　 Sun Mo ha ha.

　　 "Don't be nervous, even if you can kill, with your talent, I am not willing to hurt you."

　　 The ancestor of the green robe sighed with emotion, his right hand was folded behind him, and he assumed a fairy-like attitude: "Knock your head to apprentice, this is your last chance."

　　 "……"

　　 Sun Mo looked bitter.

　　 "Don't hesitate, you have no choice."

　　 Lupao ancestor urged.

　　 "If I have to choose?"

　　 After Sun Mo finished speaking, he hit a blue button on the console with a punch.

boom!

　　 "Have it!"

　　 The face of the ancestor of the green robe changed, his whole person decomposed and turned into countless gu worms, swarming towards Sun Mo.

　　 Actually, it was not his carelessness, but the continuous battle, the continuous response to powerful enemies, injuries and fatigue, which had consumed too much energy.

　　 Of course, Sun Mo is extremely difficult, which is also a reason.

　　 boom!

　　 The floor under Sun Mo and An Xinhui's feet opened, and the two of them fell directly down and then sealed them off. Then the entire main control room made a clicking sound, and the surrounding metal barriers all landed down.

boom! boom! boom!

　　 The green-robed ancestor hit the floor: "Sun Mo, get out of here!"

　　 But soon ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The ancestor of the green robe gave up chasing and killing Sun Mo, but was about to leave, because he felt very bad now and seemed to be caught in a trap.

　　 It's a pity, it's too late.

　　Zi! Nourish! Nourish!

　　 Red light beams shot out, densely and criss-crossed, and when they touched the bugs, they evaporated directly.

　　 "What happened above?"

　　 Listening to the loud noise and screams from the floor, An Xinhui's scalp numb.

　　 "I activated the last defense facility."

　　 At this moment, Sun Mo was very fortunate. Fortunately, he bought the Sith language himself, otherwise he would definitely not be able to come back.

　　 From now on, those two hundred thousand flowers are simply super value.

　　 The most important area of ​​this ecological warship is the main control area, which can be said to be a brain-like existence and the last fortress of the Sith.

　　 They imagined that once a battleship is breached, the safety of the main control room must be guaranteed, or the defenses are strong enough, at least enough time can be obtained to destroy some important documents.

　　 Sun Mo is now using the defense facilities here to kill the green-robed ancestor.

　　 should win, right?

　　 Sun Mo took a deep breath, listening to the movement above, preparing to make up the knife.

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