Chapter 620 As Humans, Speak Human Language (8200, Seeking Monthly Tickets!)

The girl in the coffin had silver-gray hair that burned like a flame, constantly moving without wind.

This wasn't an exaggerated metaphor, but a fact: her hair strands weren't solid, but a kind of energy mimicry, changing with the surrounding spiritual energy fluctuations.

The act of opening the coffin itself changed the environment of spiritual energy, causing the fiery silver hair, enough to cover the girl's entire body, to float in mid-air, and spill out little sparks of phosphorescent light.

And a vigorous vitality overflowed from the coffin, spreading to the entire hall.

If one observed carefully, they could discover that her appearance was outstanding and her figure was quite graceful. The girl was sleeping with a slight smile, with her hands clasped in front of her chest, as if protecting something. But that thing was hidden behind her slender hands, and its full appearance couldn't be seen.

In addition, a faintly flickering halo was faintly emerging behind her head, causing everyone present to feel a clearing of their minds, as if many worrying and helpless things in their minds were slowly fading away.

"This, this?! The one inside the coffin is…"

After the initial shock, obvious greed and desire appeared in the eyes of Hader, who had opened the coffin. He stared at the girl's face and swallowed subconsciously.

But soon, he became alert and immediately looked away. His gaze returned to clarity, and the swordsman's tone was filled with astonishment and doubt: "She could charm me at a glance… this guy, she probably has the bloodline of a fairy or a succubus!"

"But why, clearly according to the information…"

Hader stopped speaking at this point.

Knowing that he had misspoke, he simply retreated to the side, thinking about something with a frown.

On the other side of the coffin, the huge silver-blue armor moved slightly, allowing the camera to better scan the opened black coffin.

【I see…】

After confirming the situation of the girl in the coffin, Master Flint sighed with a sense of sudden realization.

The tone coming from the mechanical shell had a sense of relief: 【Ms. Yelena, is this your goal? No wonder… no wonder… beyond my expectations.】

"Smell, very fragrant…"

As for Adama, like Hader, he showed a greedy and eager expression when he saw the girl, and also swallowed saliva.

But it was obvious that, being equally charmed and wanting to 'eat' the other party, the mutated disease giant's thoughts were more pure and direct—

In the giant's ghostly green eyes, there was now an obvious pure desire to devour!

Mutated disease patients were feared and disgusted by everyone in the Aean world, not only because they would fall into madness, but also because mutation would increase their strength, leading to their very existence being very dangerous.

What truly disgusted everyone was the obvious 'soul-devouring cannibalistic' tendency that appeared after mutated disease patients reached a certain level of madness.

The source energy erosion caused by mutated disease would cause ordinary people without souls to develop souls, become 'Soul-Condensers', step into the realm of transcendence, and obtain their own abilities.

But such souls were turbid, fragile, and extremely corrosive, and would quickly corrode the mutated person's reason and body, leaving their minds on the verge of collapse.

Out of the instinct for survival, mutated people would crave 'normal' souls. They would want to devour a large number of 'pure' souls and flesh, just like adding a lot of pure water to a bottle of sewage to dilute the impurities.

However, the impurities in the mutated person's soul would continue to increase. Without special methods to suppress them, mutated people would either devour the souls of hundreds or thousands of people, becoming 'human demons', or their souls would collapse and turn into pure mutated beasts.

Adama naturally didn't have the power and time to devour thousands of Soul-Condensers to become the most terrifying 'human demon' among all mutated people.

So, this bloodline awakener, whose ancestors probably had the bloodline of the Nemean Lion, was now almost completely beastly. He was on all fours on the ground, and seemed ready to pounce, swallowing the girl in the coffin, who had an incomparably pure soul, into his stomach, soul, flesh, and bones.

If it wasn't for his fear of Master Flint and Yelena's martial prowess, he probably would have already begun to act on instinct.

But at this moment, even Yelena showed a shocked expression and didn't notice Adama's fear at first.

"How could it be?"

The lady who led the relic exploration mission was surprised not by the fact that the girl in the coffin existed, but by something else.

"Why?"

She muttered to herself in surprise, even taking a slight step back, her eyes filled with panic and incomprehension: "Why is she alive?!"

"Clearly the previous target… Could it be…"

After panic and incomprehension, Yelena's expression suddenly turned into ecstasy: "Holy Sun, twelve thousand days and nights, has good luck finally fallen upon me?!"

Unlike the others who had various expressions, were preoccupied, and obviously had their own plans.

"Yo, a woman, and alive."

Su Zhou, who was purely there to watch the fun, clicked his tongue. He looked down at the girl in the coffin, and then began to admire the iron coffin: "This iron coffin is actually a source energy stasis field generator. As long as the energy is sufficient, it can completely fix all the molecular movement inside the coffin, making them motionless."

"This is simply a time stop spell, a one-way time travel achieved with the dumbest method!"

In addition, he could also see that the history of this iron coffin had exceeded eight thousand years, and ten thousand years wouldn't be strange either.

In other words, the girl in the coffin had already been lying inside before the spiritual energy of the multiverse was cut off.

Of course, Su Zhou didn't have no opinion on the girl either. The other party's situation was indeed very abnormal, but it would be fine to directly look at it with the Prajna Book when there was a chance. Guessing back and forth now, he, an otherworldly person, definitely wouldn't be able to guess anything.

At this moment, the fact that the iron coffin, or rather the 'source energy stasis field generator', was opened didn't wake the girl up. She was still asleep, breathing evenly, just like she was before she lay down, with a faint smile on her face.

"So, so amazing!"

As for Gasha and Loya, they were worshipfully looking at Su Zhou, feeling that the professor was indeed knowledgeable, although they could understand every word, they couldn't understand them at all when put together!

"What are you still looking at? Close it!"

Noticing that Hader and Adama were still staring at the girl in the coffin, Yelena shouted coldly. She held the hilt of her sword with one hand, and a fierce gust of wind suddenly rose, surging in the hall, causing the two to react.

As a wandering knight, Yelena was best at wind source energy related combat skills and spells. It was said that she had once shattered the guarding arrow tower of a mobile city-state with a single sword, and the violent wind alone could cut huge scars on the rocks.

“… Hmph, now I can understand your choice.”

Although he still didn't hold back his words, Hader still obeyed Yelena's orders and obediently raised his hand, preparing to close the iron coffin again.

"Your understanding is not needed."

The female knight replied coldly. She had indeed been ecstatic before, but when she thought that the information of the girl in the coffin was also known by the people present, her face couldn't help but turn ugly.

But even uglier than her face was the mutated giant's.

"Roar!!!"

When the coffin door of the iron coffin closed, blocking all the aura of the girl, including her soul fluctuations, Adama, who had lost his food target, immediately let out a terrifying roar, almost like the roar of a source energy engine, shaking the entire hall.

He turned his head fiercely and looked at Hader, who closed the iron coffin. His deep green eyes were almost burning, releasing visible source energy brilliance.

Crack, crack, the sound of clothes being burst by swollen muscles sounded. In just a few seconds, the swollen mutated muscles made the mutated person's height rise again. Sharp claws grew on his five fingers, and the facial features on his face were completely twisted together, turning into the ferocious and angry appearance of a beast.

"I told you, we should have killed him earlier!"

Hader, who was regarded as the target, didn't panic. He had been wary of Adama from the beginning. At the moment when the other party roared, he jumped back at high speed, dodging Adama's powerful claw strike.

At the same time as the shattered rock ground debris flew, the swordsman had already drawn his long sword, and a long wound had appeared on the arm of the mutated giant that had begun to grow animal hair, a deep and difficult wound.

In the torn flesh and blood, there were faint broken ice crystals spreading, and the low temperature diffused, slowing down movement.

As a native of the northern Ionian Mountains, Hader's source energy was naturally biased towards frost, which could slow down the enemy's actions.

The more he relied on his physical body, the more he was restrained by him. Therefore, Adama could take advantage after he obtained powerful physical strength during the mutation, but gradually lost his earth-type source energy.

"Chi————"

But obviously, such a small injury couldn't calm Adama down. He exhaled from his nostrils, and the black mutated runes all over his body lit up slightly.

The most primitive source energy, without any guidance art refining and purification, was absorbed by him. Then it turned into power.

The torn wound of flesh and blood regenerated at a speed visible to the naked eye. The mutated giant pounced out without hesitation, and the swordsman, clicking his tongue, also began to gather source energy, causing snowflakes to fly around his body, preparing to cut off the other party's tendons at the joints with the next strike.

【Please stop.】

At this time, accompanied by a sound almost like a sigh, a swift gust of wind blew up.

In the next instant, both Hader, who was about to slash out the long sword in his hand, and Adama, who had already pounced out, were frozen in place.

Because, the huge mechanical armor had appeared between them.

And… he grabbed Hader's long sword with one hand and blocked Adama's neck with the other, forcibly stopping the battle between the two.

Motionless. No matter how hard Hader tried to draw his sword, no matter how much Adama wanted to struggle, the silver-blue armor remained as still as a mountain, and Master Flint's helpless voice came from it: 【Just give this old man some face, how about both of you stop?】

Saying this, he first released the restraint on Hader's long sword, causing the source energy weapon cast from frost-patterned steel to fall to the ground.

The master calmly said to Hader, whose face was quite ugly: 【Mr. Hader, Mr. Adama has saved us twice after all. Even if he has been almost completely devoured by madness, he is not incurable.】

【The 'Mutated Life Research Institute' of the Light Chasing Order has unique skills in alleviating mutated disease and mutated souls. After the end of the adventure, I will invite Mr. Adama back to the Order to receive the most complete treatment.】

“… It sounds nice, but how are you going to make this guy, who is obviously completely crazy, return to normal?”

Picking up the long sword on the ground, Hader, although his face was ugly, still put the weapon back into its sheath, which was considered giving Master Flint some face.

Master Flint didn't speak. The mechanical armor raised a finger, the steel structure contracted, and then a needle protruded from it.

He inserted a finger into Adama's scalp, who was still struggling, and the alchemical potion exuding blue fluorescence was injected into the subcutaneous tissue—the mutated giant calmed down at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even the mutated patterns flashing all over his body began to gradually fade, and the beastly features began to gradually return to their original state.

Adama's ghostly green pupils also changed from pure appetite to a weak daze: he regained a bit of his mind and didn't understand what the situation was now.

The alchemist's lofty status in the Aean world lies in this: their mastery of technology far exceeds anyone else's. No one knows what an alchemist can do. Powerful alchemists are almost omnipotent.

"Good! Good fight!"

And Su Zhou stood aside with the children, watching everything with a smile, as if nothing was his business: "Too wonderful!"

Everyone else's faces obviously stiffened, but they all pretended not to hear.

"The pioneers in the ancient ruins… so this is your purpose."

Hader, who had returned his sword to its sheath, had once again confronted Yelena. The loud-voiced local swordsman's tone changed from the previous sarcasm and provocation to as calm as frost—for a time, no one could figure out what kind of face was his disguise: "If I had known earlier that there was such a target in this ruin, our preparations could have been more sufficient."

"Now you know, are you satisfied?"

The female knight sneered. She still had resentment now: "You know this matter won't end like this, Modesto (Hader's surname), see if the people behind you can protect you."

"Haha, I dare say the people above already knew the result would be like this."

Hader wasn't afraid of the hidden threat in the other party's words at all. He shrugged, and then turned around and walked towards his luggage: "But before that, we still have to work together to get out of this ruin first—as for what happens after that, we'll talk about it later."

"Then I hope you have a smooth journey."

It sounded as if they were just two guys with unusual backgrounds talking trash to each other.

But Su Zhou could sense that when these two people were talking, they swept everyone in the hall with the corners of their eyes.

Naturally, that also included him.

"Good fellows." He chuckled softly.

After subduing and calming Adama down, Master Flint also informed everyone of the new location of the water source he had discovered: a collapsed depression located on the west side of the ruins, where a large amount of melted clear water had accumulated, and water flowed out from the cracks in the broken rocks.

Hader set off alone, and Master Flint and Adama followed closely behind.

Yelena left with the iron coffin, after telling Su Zhou to 'be careful with the children, don't let them catch a cold'.

This was sincere. This female knight might have other thoughts, but she did care about the children, which was why Gasha and Loya had a good impression of Yelena before.

At this moment, only the bonfire and Su Zhou and his three disciples remained in the entire hall.

"Dean, Dean!"

After everyone left, Loya, who had been quite puzzled from the beginning, couldn't help but jump out from behind Gasha. He asked Su Zhou in confusion: "What were they doing just now? Why did they suddenly fight?"

Although Gasha was silent, the way he looked up at Su Zhou showed that he didn't understand either.

"They don't have high cultural literacy, so they can't communicate smoothly."

Being looked up to by the two children, after thinking about it, Su Zhou replied seriously: "Because of a lack of language skills, they need to act, speak in riddles, and have a martial arts fight in passing, so that they can convey information to each other while concealing their true thoughts."

At this moment, the white-haired old man shook his head, his tone solemn: "Loya, and Gasha, remember, you can't learn from them in the future when dealing with people."

"As humans, speak human language!"

"Yes, yes!" Hearing Su Zhou's solemn words, the two children nodded repeatedly, indicating that they had completely understood.

The location of the water source wasn't far from the ruin hall, only a ten-minute walk away.

The 'First Dawn Ruins' in the North Ionian Mountains was a giant prehistoric ruin complex, spanning several thousand meters and reaching a depth of more than three thousand meters underground. It could almost be said that it had hollowed out an entire mountain, which was no small project for a prehistoric civilization.

Even after nearly ten thousand years of geological changes and relic disasters, which had destroyed a considerable part of the relic's structure, the remaining part was still large enough.

After arriving at the new water source point, the exploration team still didn't gather together, but instead separated and set their own camping points—unlike before, the people, who had basically torn apart their faces, no longer concealed their mutual hostility and vigilance.

And the iron coffin where the prehistoric girl was placed was in the center of everyone's camping points. Everyone monitored each other, and no one could approach there unless necessary.

Time passed quickly, and it was time to rest. Everyone entered their tents and sleeping bags to rest.

After coaxing the two children to sleep, Su Zhou continued to cultivate the Samsara Immortal Art.

Although the Samsara Immortal Art was easy to get started with, what was more important was to persevere in cultivation. In the Perfect World, the power of the Primordial True Dragon was used as a driving force, so that the Immortal Art could rotate spontaneously, but when he came to other worlds, he had to be conscious of it himself.

Accumulating source energy, Su Zhou recalled the memories of this world's unique cultivation methods in his mind while cultivating.

After rummaging through them, he really found a few source energy guidance arts that Svetre had practiced before.

But they were all trash.

It wasn't that they were bad, nor that the cultivation method was rough, the degree of refinement wasn't good, or the quality wasn't high—in fact, the guidance arts of the Aean world were quite refined. In terms of quality, they weren't inferior to the same level of cultivation methods on Earth.

Considering the special spiritual energy density of the local area, the difficulty was even higher.

The problem was that, probably because Svetre didn't have a choice, the cultivation method he practiced wasn't the same path as his own talent at all.

Su Zhou's current body was inclined to using spiritual power fields to control metal. In other words, it was 'lightning' and 'metal' element—if he wanted to cultivate, he would definitely cultivate Su Zhou's own 'Five Extremes Divine Lightning True Method' and the White Emperor's 'Tai Bai Slaying Calamity Breaking Doom Radiant Spirit Divine Restriction'. That's what you call being specialized in the right field.

But what about Svetre? He was cultivating water-type!

Because as an alchemist, and still a medical-oriented pharmaceutical alchemist, water-type guidance art was indeed very suitable for Svetre's profession, which could ensure his complete mastery of pharmaceuticals, but it had nothing to do with his natural talent at all.

Although it wasn't to say that everyone's cultivation method was destined from birth, Svetre wasn't so powerful that he could become a strong man even if he got half the result with twice the effort.

He had been cultivating for so long, and as a well-known royal alchemist, he didn't lack time or resources. He was already over sixty years old, but he was only in the middle stage of the Heart Light realm. The reason for this was very clear.

"The Divine Lightning True Method and the Radiant Spirit Divine Restriction are a bit too strong, and the basic parameters and spiritual energy density of the world are different. If I want to cultivate, I need to fine-tune them."

Sitting in front of the tent, Su Zhou closed his eyes, and the light of the bonfire passed through his eyelids, bringing a trace of warmth.

Although the white-haired old man still looked wrinkled at the moment, under that layer of skin, the originally dry and aging flesh and blood had begun to regain the vitality of his youth.

The devil's bloodline made Svetre tall and sturdy. Even as an alchemist, his physique wasn't particularly bad, and he had significant resistance to toxins, which greatly helped the alchemist's work.

And now, the devil's bloodline was constantly being cut and improved by Su Zhou, and activated with divine wood aura—that is to say, there wasn't enough food in the ruins. Otherwise, with sufficient food, Su Zhou could completely activate the devil's bloodline in his body to eighty percent.

In that case, a mere sixty years old was just the beginning of adulthood for devils!

Now, Su Zhou's body couldn't withstand too powerful cultivation methods, and the cultivation methods themselves needed to be adapted to the situation of the Aean world… and the Samsara Immortal Art could only provide longevity in the end, not combat.

Therefore, in order to deal with the complex relationships of the exploration team in the ruins, as well as the external disasters and the possible local Manchu shaman forces, he began to prepare to cultivate another cultivation method that could basically adapt to the situation of all worlds.

Five Virtues Qilin Method!

As a cultivation method created by Su Zhou himself, and even Sara could learn, the Five Virtues Qilin Method could improve people's aptitude, allowing non-illiterate intelligent beings to embark on the path of cultivation, and could also specialize in related attributes according to each person's talent.

Buzz.

Opening his left hand, subtle blue lightning lingered between Su Zhou's fingers, eventually condensing into a small lightning ball in his palm.

The destructive power of this lightning ball could only kill mosquitoes at most, and even cockroaches might be a bit reluctant.

But this was only the result of Su Zhou's cultivation for less than ten minutes.

He smiled, and then opened his right hand again: the iron sand and metal debris on the ground immediately gathered towards his hand like a tornado, eventually condensing into an iron ball with many cracks that hadn't completely condensed.

"Not bad, although it's still very weak, but this is only one night."

Clenching his fists tightly, crushing both the small lightning ball and the iron ball, Su Zhou's expression was calm: "Taking the Five Virtues Qilin Method as the foundation, and then specializing in the Radiant Spirit Divine Restriction and lightning techniques, while learning from the local cultivation methods of this world for improvement—the problems in terms of cultivation are almost solved."

"Next, is waiting."

Thinking like this, Su Zhou stood up, preparing to return to his tent to rest.

His physical body hadn't awakened the devil's bloodline in the end, and was still an empty, old man of nearly seventy years old.

Even if the soul was very clear, he still had to rest, otherwise his physical body would die suddenly, and he would have to spend a lot of effort to revive it.

Even Su Zhou didn't want to revive a corpse cell by cell. Once was enough, twice was too exhausting.

Lying down, listening to the children's steady breathing.

Su Zhou entered sleep for the first time in about three years, actively for the sake of rest.

Time passed, and his first day in this world passed like this.

The next day, after exchanging information, the members of the exploration team who had gathered again in front of the iron coffin began to act separately to find possible relic exits.

Others didn't know, but at least Gasha and Loya were really searching seriously for a day. While Su Zhou was walking and cultivating, he also watched the boys' search with great interest.

He knew that even if he died, these two could escape from the ruins hand in hand—this proved that there was indeed a gap in the ruins, and it wasn't hidden deeply enough to be found by two children.

Inside the First Dawn Ruins, there were a large number of reliefs and murals, roughly describing the war between the gods. Those naturally powerful innate spirits were worshiped by acquired intelligent beings, and eventually transformed into forms similar to humans, becoming gods.

Accompanying Gasha and Loya to find the exit, Su Zhou watched these prehistoric works of art along the way.

Although there were some omissions due to the long time and changes in the ruins, it could be seen that it was a quite chaotic story.

—Initially, there was a huge tree.

It burned fiercely, brighter than the Holy Sun. All living things were born and multiplied in the light of the tree.

But one day, the giant tree decayed. It collapsed, withered, the flames went out, and ashes flew, but it also brought endless vitality to the entire earth. The mountains were its branches, the plains were its bark, and the undulations of the mountains and hills were the result of the overlapping layers of its leaves.

And the ashes turned into soil, and the sparks in it shone, causing humans to be born from it.

At the same time, the first gods were born on the remaining tree stump of the giant tree. These innate gods, who inherited the power of the divine tree, had great power, but they didn't have divinity, and their personalities were almost like mortals.

They conspired against each other, stole and robbed, and it wasn't uncommon for them to put hats on each other and steal each other's wives. Some gods even transformed into thousands of appearances and traveled the human world, just to find beauties who were in line with their own wishes—in this regard, they were quite consistent with the Mycenaean gods of Earth. Presumably the gods on Mount Olympus in the past would definitely feel like they had met kindred spirits.

A chaotic and whimsical divine system actually meant vigorous vitality. The war between the gods also meant progress and development.

With the gods' mutual conquests and battles, the skills and techniques of the mortals also began to flourish. Some were divine gifts, and some were fragments of divine power that fell from the sky. These forces led the development of civilization, surpassing the blue and even better, eventually causing the gods to be amazed and amazed.

Originally, what should have come next was a grand golden age of the gods, with rapid development of civilization.

But unfortunately, the facts were always not as good as humans imagined.

On the mural, a very abstract flying dragon appeared.

It seemed to wake up from the earth, and it seemed to come from the moon. Accompanied by the source energy tides between the Holy Sun and the Demon Moon, a kind of creature, no, a kind of 'living celestial phenomenon', finally awakened from the disasters and the source energy waves.

It had the image of a dragon, but it wasn't a dragon. It devoured light, but it wasn't pitch black. Where this monster, like the twilight light of dusk, passed, crops failed, vegetation withered, and all those with blood and energy fell like dead grass swept by a sickle.

The sky and earth were dim, and all things withered; the gods trembled, and the city-states were in fear.

All the vitality and source energy were the dragon's objects of absorption, but it wasn't a living thing—the monster called the Dusk Dragon was a living disaster, a storm with a body, drought and frost. It moved in accordance with the tides of the Holy Sun and the Demon Moon, returning everything to the 'nothingness' of the beginning of the world.

The gods couldn't stop it either, and even many of them were killed by it.

In order to solve this nearly world-destroying disaster, the gods finally decided to abandon their past grudges and join hands to seal the Dusk Dragon.

The mighty allied forces of the gods confronted the Dusk Dragon and its disaster dependents. This was an unprecedented ultimate battle.

After that, there was nothing.

Obviously, the First Dawn Ruins was a creation before the war between the gods and the Dusk Dragon, and it was likely a refuge. The murals inside naturally couldn't paint the future.

However, the next story, although the last era didn't write it, the history of this era recorded it very clearly.

"The Dusk Dragon was sealed by the gods in the 'Sealed Moon', and the civilization of the new era started from scratch and has developed to the present, and now it has embarked on its own unique path."

Slowly muttering to himself, Su Zhou turned his head and looked towards the corner of the relic corridor: "Although it's an old story and exaggerated too much, this kind of mythology is indeed worth analyzing, isn't it?"

"Ms. Yelena?"

“… You know, sometimes myths aren't exaggerated.”

Accompanied by the capable and concise female voice, the short-haired female knight walked out from the corner.

Her expression was strange, and she seemed to not understand at all why Su Zhou could detect her, who had been carefully hiding her aura and using wind to contain the smell and sound vibrations—the last time she was discovered outside the room, she thought it was because she hadn't seriously activated her source energy magic, but this time's performance proved that this wasn't the case.

But even if she was puzzled in her heart, it didn't prevent Yelena from continuing to speak: "According to recent archaeological discoveries, the ancient gods do exist, and the Dusk Dragon and the Sealed Moon aren't legends either. The beliefs of the two major barbarian tribes are older than our civilization."

"Just say what you want to say."

Su Zhou shook his head slightly—he more than believed it. When he saw that giant tree, Su Zhou knew that the authenticity of this mural was almost certainly true.

Most of the natives of this world didn't understand why there was a strange tree standing between heaven and earth at the beginning of the world, but he knew it very well. That was obviously the projection of the World Tree.

And its decline meant the failure of the World Tree and the Dusk War.

As for Yelena, the reason why this knight who could control air and wind was discovered was of course because Su Zhou was also good at playing with wind—the Great Circulation Azure Seed was indeed not suitable for Svetre's physique, but his past experience made Su Zhou's senses sharp.

"Can I?" Yelena raised her eyebrows and looked at Gasha and Loya on the side, her tone hesitant.

The boys also noticed that the atmosphere was unusual now, so they stood by Su Zhou's side.

"Will others show mercy because they don't know?" Su Zhou asked in return.

The weight of this answer was quite enough.

"… Alright." She was silent for a while, and nodded: "Indeed."

Yelena took a breath, and she said in a deep voice: "Professor Svetre, you are a truly smart person, you should understand that Master Flint's current behavior is very wrong."

"He is very dangerous now, even ten times more dangerous than the mutated Adama!"

Good fellow, what a familiar tactic—

Smart people understand, Yelena, old riddle person.

Unable to help but smile, what kind of person was Su Zhou? How could he be restrained by this simple tactic?

Therefore, the old man immediately shook his head: "Sorry, I don't understand."

There's too much left, I can't finish writing it, big chapter tomorrow!