Chapter 65: Little Pomegranate's Big Trouble
This time of world travel feels completely different from the previous one.
The scene in front of him changed into a desert like a dream. The moment he returned to the desert town and felt the rough wind blowing on his cheeks, Jiang Xia fell to his knees.
He seemed exhausted, supporting his body with his hands, every muscle in his body was trembling, his face was pale, his head ached, and beads of sweat the size of beans dripped from his forehead.
Breathing in the dusty wind in big gulps.
I even felt like I was suffocating and about to faint.
"What's wrong?"
Rogge quickly helped Jiang Xia up and asked a question. Jiang Xia coughed a few times, leaned on Rogge, and said weakly:
"The load is too big... This thing seems to have a limit. I almost drained me dry by forcibly grabbing the wolf demon."
“Ah!”
As soon as Jiang Xia finished speaking, an angry wolf howl was heard from the raging sand outside the town, causing everyone's faces to change.
It’s okay for Su and the others, this is like going home.
But Lao Si, Niu Sansheng, and several new miners and their families were here for the first time. The feeling of traveling through the world for the first time still made them look confused.
No reaction at all.
“Su, go man the defensive turrets!
Morty, take the fourth brother to get out the energy weapons hidden underground, and the others should hurry to the warehouse and drive out the several Bigfoot cars that are sealed there!
Go quickly! "
While supporting Jiang Xia, Rogge quickly gave orders.
A group of wasteland warriors immediately ran in three directions with quick and agile movements.
While traveling through the world, Jiang Xia used all his strength to throw the wolf demon into the desert hundreds of meters away from the town, which bought them some time.
"And the four of you!"
The black fox of the wasteland turned his head and looked at the four panicked miners who were protecting their families. He said:
"You have seen the situation. Do you want your family to survive?"
The four miners nodded in unison. The children in their families were so frightened that they couldn't even cry.
"Go help move the weapons, the sooner the better!"
Roger pointed at the warehouse and shouted.
The miners immediately rushed there with their families.
The next moment, under Su's control, the underground defensive turrets at the edge of the desert town where strong winds were blowing were activated, and the same scene as the last town attack and defense was reproduced.
Four side turrets popped up from the ground.
The black metal box appeared for a moment, then changed direction and the outer shell popped open.
The slender missiles spewed out tail flames, dispersing the scorching wind, and like arrows shot from a bow, they roared and hit the sand outside the town.
The roaring black wolf demon that was rushing towards them seemed to sense something. The moment it rushed into the town, it suddenly stopped and jumped to the other side to dodge, but the missiles were fired too fast.
It only dodged the first three explosions before being engulfed by the subsequent explosions and flames.
The unique howling sounds of animals echoed from the sea of fire.
But it sounds full of energy.
These defensive rockets can still only hurt it but not kill it.
"Lead it to the nearest Eternal Life Society base, the one you mentioned last time!"
Jiang Xia leaned against the wall, his face pale as he grabbed Roger's hand and said to him:
"Divert trouble away and try to get something out of the fire! I can't walk anymore in my current condition, and I'd be a burden if I went. I'll wait for you here, and we must kill it!"
"Okay! Leave it to me."
Rogge didn't waste any words. He took out his own life-support box from his waist and stuffed it into Jiang Xia's hand. He also left him an extra heavy sniper rifle for self-defense.
A few minutes later, the last round of rockets from the defensive battery was fired.
Several desert trucks equipped with heavy firepower and painted all over the place, carrying Rogue, Su and a group of wasteland warriors, rushed out of the town against the wind and sand with a violent roar.
As more powerful energy guns opened fire.
The unique whimpering sound burned the barrage created by the rockets beyond recognition. The black wolf demon, which had lost its mind due to the pain, was like a fish attracted by the bait.
He turned around and chased after a few Bigfoots, and rushed into the windy and sandy death desert.
I heard the wolf howl getting farther and farther away and more and more ethereal.
Jiang Xia, who was leaning against the wall, holding the heavy sniper rifle tightly, also breathed a sigh of relief.
The first half of the adventure counterattack was successful. Next, I just have to pray that Rogge and his team have a smooth journey. This is their home ground, and there is no spiritual energy in this world.
This monster cannot get any spiritual energy replenishment.
Even if it is a waste.
It can also be consumed here.
"Until the last Immortal Society robot falls, Black Hand will fight me and will not lose."
Jiang Xia, with a pale face, laughed loudly, and his laughter attracted several miners who were left here. They had just helped the wasteland fighters move their weapons.
But such a long-distance raid cannot carry non-combatants like them.
So they and their families were left here.
"Come here, help me up."
Jiang Xia shouted to the four miners in the chip communication without releasing the gun in his hand. If these four guys had any bad intentions, this thing could protect him.
But the fact proves that there are still many good people in the world.
Especially since Jiang Xia had just helped them rescue their families, the four miners had no intention of repaying kindness with enmity.
They lifted Jiang Xia up properly and, according to his instructions, took him into Rogge's house and placed him on the shabby sofa.
"In the cellar of the house next door, there is some filtered water, some food that doesn't taste very good, and some radiation protection suits. Find them and give them to the children.
You can also take a break in the cellar.
Don't hang around outside if you have nothing to do. This world is different from ours. The air is poisonous."
With trembling hands, Jiang Xia took out the box of fine cigars that were said to have been left to him by Rogge's grandfather from a hidden corner of the cabinet in Rogge's house and took out one.
He lay on the sofa in Ge You's posture and said something to the four miners.
They were lost people who had strayed into a different world. They were at a loss as to what to do, but when they heard Jiang Xia's command, they immediately walked out of the door to settle their families.
Jiang Xia was the only one left in the house.
"Snapped"
He pressed the wasteland-style blowtorch lighter, but his fingers were weak and it took him three presses before it lit. A handful of blue flame spurted out and lit Jiang Xia's cigar.
He leaned comfortably on the tattered sofa, his head tilted back, his face toward the sky, and blew out a puff of smoke.
After more than ten seconds of silence, Jiang Xia closed his eyes and said:
"Come out, why are you hiding? I felt you when I came through just now."
There was dead silence in the room and no one answered.
"Pomegranate !"
Jiang Xia simply broke the silence and said:
"I know you are here, come out and let's talk."
Still no reply.
This made Jiang Xia frown.
Pomegranate, at this point, is it still going to play hide-and-seek with him?
These monsters are really naughty.
But this time, Jiang Xia really blamed Shi Liu wrongly.
It's not that it doesn't want to show up.
But there is no way to show up at all.
Jiang Xia rested for a while, and then directed the four miners through the chip communication to search the windy and sandy town to catch the pomegranates hidden there.
This town is so small and there is no spiritual energy in the wasteland, so the pomegranate cannot be hidden at all.
As a result, after a few minutes, Wang Ya, the leader of the four miners, came with a strange look on his face and brought something to Jiang Xia.
Pomegranate.
To be precise, a pomegranate that has turned into a stone statue.
This little mountain monster is still running.
The two wings behind it were spread out, as if it was about to fly. In its left claw was a steel fork, and in its right claw was its red peach talisman seal. It seemed that it wanted to contact Taofuyuan.
But it's a pity.
No matter how powerful Taofuyuan is, it does not have the authority to enforce the law in the wasteland.
There was still a trace of human fear on Shi Liu's ugly and cute face, as if he felt that something terrible was about to happen, but he could do nothing about it.
The luster in its little red eyes had also dimmed.
The little mountain monster, which was originally marble-gray in color, has now completely turned into a grayish-white color like plaster.
If Jiang Xia didn't know the truth, when he saw the completely solidified stone statue in front of him, he would definitely think that this was a fantasy artwork .
However.
The reality is obviously more cruel.
The pomegranate, like its gargoyle cousin in Western legends, had turned into real stone. Jiang Xia reached out to touch it and it felt cold.
Just like real stones.
But the pomegranate should not be dead yet.
Jiang Xia could sense that there was a faint vibration inside the stone statue, like a heartbeat.
But it is also growing weaker.
If he doesn't think of a solution, a spirit like Pomegranate that relies on spiritual energy to be born will really die in the wasteland, a world without spiritual energy.
"Pomegranate, I told you, you are really a gargoyle."
Jiang Xia stroked the perfect gargoyle sculpture in his hand with a strange tone. He placed it on the alloy table, stroking his chin, looking at the object in front of him.
It was he who harmed the innocent pomegranate like this.
"But should I save you?"
Jiang Xia frowned, with an evil thought rising in his heart. He might as well not save him. Anyway, Shi Liu was accidentally involved this time and already knew his biggest secret.
This simple mountain monster is also very ethical.
Be very serious about your work.
If it reports back to Tao Fu Yuan that Jiang Xia can travel across worlds without using a star array...
Becoming the little white mice of a group of high-level monks would be the best ending in Jiang Xia's life. Although he might not be sliced into pieces for research, it was obviously impossible for him to be free.
But he saw the gun bag wrapped around Shi Liu's body and the two small pistols on his waist.
Jiang Xia's gaze changed again.
To be fair, he still liked Shi Liu, the little mountain monster, very much. Moreover, the inexplicable disappearance of the Tao Fu Yuan supervisor originally stationed in Fengshan would definitely attract the continued attention of Tao Fu Yuan.
This time, there is no powerful Mr. Crow to "deal with" him.
Let’s save him.
Think of a way to let Pomegranate keep this secret.
If it doesn't work, just throw it in the wasteland and don't let it go back.
But the problem arises again.
How to save?
Jiang Xia scratched his chin. He was not a cultivator, and could not create spiritual energy out of thin air.
Um?
wrong!
Aura, he has it!
Jiang Xia took out his waist bag, counted out a few fairy coins from it, and played with them in his hand. Doesn’t this thing contain refined spiritual energy?
But how do you keep a pomegranate secret?
He thought about it and finally his eyes stopped at his waist bag.
There was something there that he had had for a long time but had never used.
The book of "Kung Fu" that Mr. Crow left to him, and the strange piece of parchment sandwiched in the book of Kung Fu.
Jiang Xia thought for more than ten seconds, then touched the stone statue of the pomegranate in front of him. The beating of the heart in the statue became weaker and weaker.
He had to act immediately.
"Pomegranate, I saved you this time, you must be grateful."
Jiang Xia pulled out a pistol and put it on the table. He then took out a pen from Rogge's cabinet, spread the parchment on the table, and quickly wrote a line of words.
The words just appeared and then disappeared like ink.
A few seconds later, a new line of words appeared on the parchment in front of Jiang Xia.
"What is it?"
This is a response from Mr. Crow, an inquiry from across a world.
The handwriting of this mysterious senior in the same industry is quite beautiful.
