The Apocalypse’s Great Merchant

Lan Ke looked at everything in front of him in horror. There were corpses everywhere, human and alien, falling to the ground in various distorted postures.

Countless ferocious roots were deeply rooted on these corpses, and they were swallowing vigorously. With the swallowing of these roots, the corpses on the ground quickly shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Lan Ke lowered her head in horror, and found that it was these ferocious roots that entwined her tightly.

They were very thick, as hard as iron, and tightly strangled her whole body, wrapping her into a huge cocoon, with only her head exposed.

This scene is all too familiar.

Lan Ke moved her fingers instinctively, wanting to find the Black Scaled Knife, but her movements immediately stimulated the roots that entangled her, and the roots immediately tightened.

"Ah!" Lan Ke involuntarily let out a scream, feeling that all the bones in his body were about to be crushed.

However, what made her even more desperate was that she failed to find the Black Scale Knife, and failed to open the plane trading system, and there was no response to calling for Eight Treasures in her mind.

Her body was extremely weak, her stomach was on fire, her throat was as dry as a layer of sand, and her cracked lips felt tearing pain from time to time.

She seemed to have returned to the most desperate time before her death. Rebirth, the plane trading system, and Jun Tianheng seemed to have never existed, and everything was imagined by her.

Suddenly, a voice sounded.

"Are you awake? What did you dream about? You laughed happily just now. Did you have any good dreams?" It was a man's voice, which made Lan Ke feel very familiar.

She instinctively looked in the direction of the voice, and soon saw the man who spoke.

No, he's not human, he's a horrible alien.

Lan Ke stared at him stubbornly, with strong hatred and fear constantly surging in her heart.

"Why don't you talk?" Suddenly, his figure flashed, and he came to Lan Ke, standing in the air, reaching out and grabbing her chin, "Even you dare to look down on me? Huh?"

At this time, Lan Ke was no longer sallow and emaciated, but not much better. Her face was very pale, but her eyes were dark and bright, piercing with energy.

"You dreamed that you were dead." Lan Ke deliberately followed his words, but kept looking at him, trying to find flaws in him.

All of this was so wrong, she didn't think that everything before was a dream, she should have fallen into a certain illusion.

We must find a way to break this illusion!

Lan Ke was very angry. This experience has always been a thorn in her heart. She couldn't bear that damned alien dared to use this to create illusions!

"You really want me to die?" The man's expression gradually became distorted. He squeezed Lan Ke's chin to force her to raise her head. The strength seemed to crush Lan Ke's jaw. "It's a pity that no one can kill me." I, you are doomed to be disappointed."

"I can't kill him," Lan Ke laughed dangerously, "but are you him?"

The moment the words fell, the ferocious tree roots tightly wrapped around her body suddenly exploded, Lan Ke fell to the ground, and the Black Scale Knife returned to her hand.

"You... how could you..." The man stared at her in horror, his face full of disbelief, "This is impossible!"

"I told you that you are not him," Lan Ke shook his head, "the gap between you is too great."

After finishing speaking, she slashed the man in front of her with a knife.

The illusion around him shattered instantly.

Lan Ke looked at the man lying on the ground, and shook his head in disappointment: "I've wanted to do this for a long time, but it's a pity that I'm a counterfeit, it's really not fun!"

As soon as she said this, everything in front of her eyes changed, and she returned to that messy five-star restaurant again.

The level 2 alien was still staring at her, but there were only two blood holes left in his eyes. It still had an unbelievable expression on its face, as if it didn't expect Lan Ke to be able to break free from the phantom.

"You succeeded in angering me." Lan Ke looked at it coldly, "Tell me, how do you want to die? Oh, I forgot, you can't speak at all now."

While speaking, she ended it with a very clean cut.

To keep talking nonsense is to not do anything, so that the enemy has a chance to counterattack and kill. This is the plot of film and television dramas and novels. Lan Ke will not make such a stupid mistake.

Picking out the core core of the alien species with a knife, and seeing it completely weakened, Lan Ke smiled meaningfully at it, summoned Bean Sprout in front of it, and said to it: "Is the illusion just now very pleasant?" ? Now I will give you a chance to experience it for yourself.”

The corpse of a level 2 alien is definitely a great tonic for Bean Sprout. As soon as it came, it excitedly got into the broken heart of the alien and devoured it greedily.

Looking at this scene, Lan Ke suddenly felt a little sick when thinking of the illusion just now.

But Jun Tianheng suddenly asked: "What did you see in the illusion?"

"It's nothing, just some boring memories." Lan Ke didn't want to say more, it was the most embarrassing and darkest time in her previous life, and she didn't want Jun Tianheng to know at all.

Jun Tianheng looked at Lan Ke deeply. He knew that Lan Ke was lying, but he didn't ask any more questions.

Someday he'll know anyway.

After Bean Sprout cleaned up the corpses of the alien species, Lan Ke left the building, rode a motorcycle back to the Wuji base.

When she went back, she passed the previous battlefield. The battlefield had been cleaned up, but traces could still be seen, and the stench in the air lingered for a long time.

Lan Ke glanced at the survivors and saw that the survivors were busy in an orderly manner. She guessed that nothing happened in the inner base, and she was completely relieved.

However, when she returned to the inner base, she just entered the gate of the community when she heard someone calling her name loudly.

"Lan Ke! Lan Ke is that you?"

It was a woman who called her, her voice sounded strange, but there was a long-lost sense of familiarity.

Lan Ke hesitated for a moment, stopped the motorcycle, and turned to look in the direction of the sound.

A woman in a pink down jacket ran over quickly. She was panting heavily, with white water vapor constantly bubbling from her mouth, and she felt tired just looking at it.

Lan Ke looked at her exposed face and felt a little familiar.

The woman got closer and closer, and finally ran in front of Lan Ke. She gasped for a while, then looked at Lan Ke with surprise and said, "Lan Ke, it's really you! You've changed so much, I can hardly recognize you."

Lan Ke looked at her expressionlessly: "You have changed a lot." Anyway, she hasn't recognized who this person is until now.

When the woman noticed her indifference, her face immediately changed, and she said rather dissatisfied: "I'm Zhou Ying, your high school classmate. Don't you forget me?"

She really forgot about this man!

Lan Ke silently rolled her eyes in her heart, and asked impatiently, "What's the matter?"

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