The Return of Cambrian Period

They stopped in the urban area of ​​Manzhouli at this time, at three o'clock in the middle of the night, the temperature had dropped to eleven degrees, and the street was quiet and there was no one. Through the thin moonlight, they looked at the surrounding environment. The buildings here have a harmonious feeling. There are both strong European style buildings and many modern buildings. In this city, Mongolians, Chinese and Russians People live together, and the border trade is vibrant and colorful. It used to be a relatively prosperous city, but now it is as quiet as many cities in the last days.

Cheng Tianbi said: "Let's break up, you go north, we go south, collect as much information as possible, and gather here at this time two days later."

"Okay." Zhao Zixiang retracted his wings and became a human. He took out his clothes from his backpack and changed them.

After breaking up, Cheng Tianbi and Cong Xia followed the traces of the street and went deeper into the city.

"Tianbi, eat something." Cong Xia took out the compressed biscuit and a bottle of water from her backpack. "I'm here now, I almost spit it out."

Cheng Tianbi took something, "I'm a little bit uncomfortable too, the wind is too high at high altitude."

Cong Xia laughed: "You are the wind yourself, and you still feel that the wind is strong. When you can fully elementize, you can be integrated with the wind."

Cheng Tianbi nodded, "It's best to wind you up at that time, it should not be so cold."

Cong Xiahaha laughed twice.

The two people ate the cookies while walking. They walked through several streets and they finally saw a place where the lights were on. Because the surroundings were too quiet, they could hear the hotel-like building spreading more than 200 meters apart. The noise came, and several people were standing in the street next to it.

Is there such a lively place here?

They walked to the hotel.

When he got close, a strong drink filled the surrounding air. A tall Russian yelled something loud, and the people around laughed loudly.

Before they were near the house, two majestic men gathered around and threw out a string of Russians they could not understand.

Cong Xia responded to them in English, saying that he did not understand.

A strong man looked at them and asked them who they were in poor English.

Cong Xia told them they were Chinese.

The strong man turned around and left. After a while, he led a small yellow man out. It seems that it should be a translator.

The man looked up and down, "Where are you from?"

"We ran from Mongolia and we couldn't live there. We wanted to come here to try our luck."

"Luck?" The man laughed mockingly. "If you can't live elsewhere, you can hit the fortune here? I think you are young, or go find a mutant to organize odd jobs, as long as you are competent Work, I'm so hungry. "

"Thank you, Brother, what is this place for?"

"This is a casino. You can't afford it. Let's go."

Cheng Tianbi said: "What is the bet?"

The man glanced at Cheng Tianbi, who was tall and strong, and seemed to have some strength. He might be a mutant. He hesitated and said, "Everything is gambling, food, weapons, energy, women, fists, Do you want to go in? Is there anything you can do? "

The two looked at each other, and Cong Xia took a grenade out of the bag. "This is what we picked. Is it enough to go in?"

The man raised his eyebrows, turned his head to speak Russian with the strong man, and the strong man grinned, and returned a simple sentence, Cong Xia memorized a few simple Russian, knowing that it was "yes" meaning.

The man said saltily: "Let's go, anyway, the ancestor is also a fellow, I will take you in." Then he led them to the house.

As he walked, the man said, "My name is Rong Qiang. He's a messer here. I don't think you guys can run around anymore. You have weapons on your body and you don't look hungry. I don't care. Why are you here, don't cause trouble here, otherwise the people here will kill you like pinching ants. "

"I see." Cong Xia replied absently, he was already attracted by the situation in the hotel, and he was too lazy to listen to what Rong Qiang said. It should have been a bustling hotel. The entire ground floor covers at least 1,000 square meters. The front hall is very atmospheric. At this time, the hall is full of various "gambling tables". There are real casinos to watch. The gambling table that I arrived at also had booths for fighting and beauty contests, which can be described as a variety of things, everything was dazzling, and I didn't know what it was all about.

There are at least 300 people in the hotel, most of them are mutants. The messy energy of various attributes is flying all over the sky. Compared with the outside world, the prosperity here is scary.

Chengtian wall is affixed with a metal sheet that hides energy fluctuations. There are many yellow people here, so their appearance did not attract anyone's attention.

Rong Qiang took them to the place where the chips were exchanged. "You exchange the chips here first. They think the value of your grenade is as much as you want. If you don't bargain, don't play."

"OK." Cong Xia said simply.

Rong Qiang pointed to the distance, "There is a hiccup, it is a place for mutants to play. As long as it doesn't destroy the hul, you can use the ability freely; there is a woman who buys it, and you can touch the grenade. Girl's thigh, don't go anymore, that area is the gamble, you can try your luck. "

Cong Xiadan smiled, "Let's try our luck."

Rong Qiang left.

Cong Xia took out two grenades and put them on the counter. A handsome Russian boy was made at the counter, and they glanced at the corners of his eyes. He folded the two grenades expressionlessly and gave them ten blue paints. Wooden sign.

Cong Xia put away the chips and said, "I think we can find a poultry mutant from this. They go to a relatively large number of places and are well informed."

Cheng Tianbi said: "There cannot be so many mutants in Manchuria. At least half of them should be foreign. Many mutants of poultry are engaged in information transportation. We are not only looking for a mutant of poultry, but also a specialized trader. Intelligence. "

"Well, where do we go first?"

"Go to the fighting ring."

The two walked through the crowd and approached the fighting platform. Two men on the platform were resting at the corner of the platform. They looked aggressive and seemed to be preparing for the battle. Several Russian beauties in miniskirts were carrying small baskets to collect betting chips, and some young and strong guys were selling drinks.

When a young Mongolian boy walked past them, Cheng Tianbi stopped him and wanted a glass of rum. The boy happily picked up the glass and handed it to them. Cong Xia quickly took the ten out of his pocket. The chips, spread in the palm of his hand, meant to let him take it himself.

The guy's expression immediately became weird and he shook his head.

Cong Xia said in English, I can't speak Russian, please get your own money.

The boy waved his hands with a smile, took the wine back, and turned away.

Cong Xia froze. "What do you mean, isn't it enough?"

Cheng Tianbi said: "It seems not enough."

Cong Xia frowned, "Can't you get two glasses of wine for two grenades?"

"You have been fooled." A murky old voice sounded from behind them.

The two turned their heads, and an old man with white hair sat next to them. The old man had a glass of alcohol and his clothes were dirty.

Cheng Tianbi gave him a defensive look, "What do you mean?"

The old man grinned and said, "You brought in Rong Qiang? Someone brought in and changed the chips at the counter. The value of the exchanged things is less than one third of yours, and the other three thirds. Second, Rong Qiang was separated from the people at the counter. Those who know how to walk in just need to walk in. There is no need for people to bring in this process, so I said that you have been fooled. With such a small bargain, you still want to buy wine.

Cong Xia depressed back into his pocket.

The old man squinted his eyes and looked at them, "Where do you come from? Seeing that your nutrition is good and you speak well, and you dare to drink as soon as you come in. Unlike starving people, are they mutants?"

Cheng Tianbi said coldly, "Who are you?"

The old man grinned and said, "I came here to do a small business here, and now I can't go back. I am alone and I can't die. I'll come here to chat and drink."

Cong Xiadao: "Brother, we can't afford wine."

The old man said: "It's okay now that you can't afford it. Don't you have chips? Bet, if you win, you will have money."

Cong Xia looked at the stands. "Stop them?"

The old man said: "In this way, you put out half of your money to bet, and I'm particularly familiar with it. Those who hit the ring on the field, I have watched almost every game, I bet for you. If you win, you buy alcohol Give me a bite. "

Cheng Tianbi raised an eyebrow. "Lose it."

The old man smiled, "It's a common practice to win or lose. If you lose, you will be unlucky. I can't afford to kill me."

The two did not believe that he could predict winning or losing, otherwise it would not be mixed up. The old man obviously wanted to try his luck. If he won, he could still drink and drink.

However, Cong Xia still plans to place a bet, so please ask for a free guide and translator.

With the help of the old man, they made a five-chip bet, and the Russian beauty gave them a plastic card.

After a while, the Taiwan competition began. There were two power mutants on the stage, one Russian and one Chinese. There was not much difference in the degree of variation and energy fluctuation between the two, and the strength should be equivalent. Obvious fighting is the most anticipated.

They are holding the Chinese.

Although the two did not intend to make money from this, they also felt that it was too shabby to even buy a glass of wine. They were not alcoholic people, but the things were rare and precious. Think of Yao Qianjiang's luxurious life. Seen as Tianbi ’s desireless desire, the same is the evolution of natural forces, the gap is too large, his own people can not even drink a glass of wine, Cong Xia felt uncomfortable, so he planned to save a little money , To meet the rare desire of Cheng Tianbi.

After starting the fight, I gradually saw that the Chinese was weaker. Cong Xia stood not far from the ring and quietly transferred energy into the Chinese. He improved his dynamic vision and followed the actions of the Chinese. Track, to secretly strengthen it, for example, when the person's fist is about to hit the other side, the muscles that are instantly strengthened, making the punching faster and more fierce. After several rounds, the Chinese took the stimulant. He did not understand where the power suddenly came from within himself, and thought that it had evolved in the course of the fight. The Russian gradually became unsupported and was Downright.

There was a small upset in this game, most of them were Russians, so they paid 5 chips and earned 40.

The old man danced happily and thought it was his credit.

Cong Xia finally bought Cheng Tianbi a glass of wine with 20 chips, and Cheng Tianbi took a sip of wine. He looked at Cong Xia with a smile in his eyes.

Cong Xiamin chuckled in the past and said, "This money is really profitable. What else do I want? I'll buy it for you."

Cheng Tianbi said: "Get a little more money, we need to find a place to sleep tonight."

"no problem."

The old man still looked at the wine in Cheng Tianbi's hands, and sent Hara.

Cong Xiadao: "Boss, please help us predict a few more games, and buy you wine for the next profit."

"No, no problem."

Cong Xia did three more games like this and won money again. The five pieces at that time had doubled and then doubled to more than two thousand. They gradually attracted the attention of people around them. Those who could guess every game also It's not that, but Cong Xia are obviously faceless, and they win so much at once, which can not help but make people look sideways.

The old man sipped his wine contentedly and didn't care.

Cheng Tianbi patted the old man's back, "Don't drink, ask you something."

"Hey, you say."

"Is there any place to stay at night here?"

"Yes, the hotel rooms upstairs, as long as 50 chips a night, are clean and have hot water."

"Follow us." They attracted some attention. It was not good to stay here. Chengtianbi pulled him up and walked to the hotel front desk.

The old man was dizzy and watched them go out. When approaching the door, the cold wind blew, and he was awake a lot, "Hey, where are you taking me?"

"I'll open a room for you. We'll stay here in the evening, and maybe come back tomorrow."

The old man's eyes glowed, "Okay."

The three bought a guest room and went upstairs with keys.

The old man opened his room and just wanted to say good night to them. Cheng Tianbi pushed him in, and he followed in.

The old man watched Cong Xia locked the door, and finally felt something wrong, "You, what are you doing?"

"Ask you some questions."

Cheng Tianbi sat down on his chair and "tell us everything you know."

The old man rubbed his pants nervously, "You said."

"Why are there so many mutants here, are they from outside?"

"Yes, some even come from Moscow, but also from China and Mongolia."

"Come here exclusively for gambling?"

The old man rubbed his face, forcing himself to be more awake. He said, "This place in Manzhouli is the junction of the Three Kingdoms, mixed with fish and dragons. It used to be a more important logistics hub. After the last days, it became a place where mutants traded goods and information. . They are basically not here for gambling. Gambling is just one of the enjoyment. "

"So what's their main purpose here? It's not just about exchanging information."

The old man said: "I'm not sure about the specifics. I'm an ordinary person. I can't get in touch with important things. No, but there is a saying that spreads widely, and I don't know if it's true or false."

"Tell me."

"They said that there is a **** stone in this place in Manzhouli. As long as the mutants are close to the **** stone, their strength can be enhanced and the degree of evolution can be improved. Even ordinary people who often contact the **** stone may mutate over time."

The two looked at each other, quite surprised. What does the old man say "sacred stone", how does it sound like jade? There is jade in this place in Manzhouli?

Because their process of collecting saitama has not yet involved foreign countries, although the epicenter of the cluster said that the Academy of Sciences has predicted the location of most of the jadeite, they only focused on the territory. If there is really jadeite here, it really is not In the absence of this trip, even if you can't take it out, you can also inquire about it and lay the foundation for intelligence for future actions.

"What else do you know about that‘ sacred stone ’.”

The old man said, "Where can I know what, it's not something I can touch at all, I know that the" Shen Shi "is said to be in a troop camp in Manchuria, and there are often mutants running there, taking a lot Things, wine, meat, everything. "

Cong Xia nodded, still very satisfied with the news. They were originally to inquire about the news of the evolution of the wood force, but unexpectedly gained, he said: "I will ask you another question, what do you know Is it natural force to evolve? "

The old man shook his head. "What ... natural power?"

Cheng Tianbi said: "This casino should have a lot of people. Do you know who is a specialized intelligence trafficker who is particularly familiar with the situation on the Russian side and often travels between the capital and the border?"

"Yes, yes, several."

"Any China men."

"The Chinese also have one, a cuckoo alien."

"Is he in the casino now?"

"I don't know. I saw him the day before yesterday."

"You help us find him, find a way to get him to nobody, or find out where he lives, and we will give you all the money we won tonight."

The old man glanced at them suspiciously and said carefully, "Excuse me, what are you doing?"

"What do you care about so much, can you do it?"

The old man hesitated for a long time, thinking of the more than two thousand chips, enough to drink countless drinks, he felt itchy in his heart. Although he felt that these two young men were a little dangerous, he couldn't resist the temptation. After a long while, he agreed. Come down.

It was almost five o'clock at this time, and the gambling was basically gone. They decided to take a rest here and go to the intelligence dealer tomorrow night.

When they returned to the room, they were a little tired.

There really was hot water in the bathroom. Cong Xia took a hurried bath, and didn't want to move on the bed. Thinking of the experience of flying on Zhao Zixiang's back today, his legs began to tremble again.

After Cheng Tianbi took a shower, he also lay down on the bed, wrapped him in a quilt, squeezed his arm, and whispered, "Why don't you just eat meat?"

Cong Xia laughed: "Her inheritance. When my father was young, he was as thin as hemp. My mother said that he was fat and shapeless after two years of marriage."

Cheng Tianbi raised her eyebrows slightly. "I want to make you fat, but I have to get you married first?"

Cong Xia laughed lowly: "Who do you marry, with you?"

Cheng Tianbi asked, "Who else do you want to talk to?"

Cong Xiaha laughed, full of happiness in her heart.

Chengtian wall pinched his cheek, "Sleep."

Cang Xia held his waist, and the two hugged each other.

It wasn't long before he slumbered, Cong Xia felt that the people around him sat up, and when the wall of the sky moved, he naturally woke up. He just wanted to talk, and Cheng Tianbi suddenly covered his mouth, "Shh, someone is outside."

Cong Xia hurriedly strengthened her listening. Sure enough, a murmur sound was heard outside the door. Someone whispered Mongolian words they did not understand. Some not too strong energy fluctuations penetrated through the back of the door.

The two quietly got out of bed, and saw that the door was turned gently by the key, and the door page made a slight twisting sound. A long knife reached out from the crack of the door first, followed by an arm.

Does anyone want to rob? Cong Xia sneered, these people are really picky.

Cheng Tianbi drew his own saber and pistol, and struck the door with a kick. The master of the arm made a scream, and then he did not hesitate to empty a magazine into the door.

The sound of bullets echoed in the empty corridor, and it was particularly harsh in the night, like a soul song from hell.

Screams kept ringing, occasionally mixed with angry scolding.

Cheng Tianbi opened the door and rushed out, a power evolution man raised his fist larger than volleyball and smashed at him. The wind at the feet of Chengtian Wall slipped away beautifully like stepping on a wheel, and the saber in his hand flexibly picked up, opening up a gap in the evolutionary man's chin.

The man yelled, the muscles on his body burst again, breaking through his clothes, and two bullets were squeezed out of his tough muscles.

It seems that this evolutionary force has a little strength.

However, these mutants are far from being Chengtianbi ’s opponents. Chengtianbi does n’t even have the ability to use it. They just use the wind to assist their movement speed. With a saber, three mutants are chopped to the ground. Others No matter what weapon he holds, he cannot hurt him.

Soon, the group was brought down.

Suddenly, the corridor was brightly lit. A white man in a black suit rushed over with more than a dozen people, and the people behind him fired live ammunition.

The white man shouted in English and stopped, a strong man behind him aimed at them with a machine gun.

Although Cheng Tianbi is not afraid of machine guns, but at such a short distance, if he is actually shot by a machine gun, the first may hurt Cong Xia, and the second is that his ability will definitely be exposed, so he stopped his hand and coldly Looking at the group.

The white man glanced at the scene and said in accented Chinese: "Two people speak Chinese, right?"

Cheng Tianbi nodded slightly, "You are the people of the hotel? These people want to rob the money, they use the key to open our room door. This is how your hotel does business? Someone wins and robs the mouth?"

"Misunderstanding, we will never do this business. We will definitely find out why they have the key. Now please put down your arms. We will change the room for the two."

Cong Xiadao: "How could we still live here."

The white man smiled. "There is no better place to match the two statuses, Mr. Cheng, Mr. Cong."

The author has something to say: Everyone's imagination is really great. Sure enough, one's head is not enough. I think about it and then decide what the two derivative attributes of fire and earth should be.

In addition, there is no difference in setting and ability between this attribute mutant and the derived attribute mutant. After all, they are both natural forces. It is hard to say that the natural force is more powerful.