The Cursed Ship

Chapter 268: The Life of the Holy Skull

After getting off the spirit ship, everyone saw the treatment of the wounded, and it was almost over. The people of each team also began to contact the extraordinary ones who came first to understand the situation more deeply.

With the extraordinary hands, the materials on the ships were quickly collected on the beach. They mainly collected food and fresh water, as well as cooking utensils. They dismantled some diesel generators, and other items were useless here.

Even if it is diesel, they did not extract it. Anyway, there are so many ships here, and there is a supply ship that has transported more than 2,000 tons of diesel.

Bender found his captain and ordered him to arrange the disassembly of weapons.

At this time, a sudden "bang" shot attracted everyone's attention.

It's George's team again.

A third-level transcendent holding an enchanted pistol in his hand, guarding with a hideous look beside a small pile of supplies.

The belly of another third-level transcendent was broken with a fist-thick blood hole, and he desperately covered the wound with his hand, and asked angrily: "Say that the two of us will share this batch of food together, you're wrong!"

The man grinned: "Equally? Dream, I am not alone enough, how can I equalize with you? If you want to get food, go to church, I heard that they are going to give alms to those who don’t have food. As for these, it’s all mine. Don't even think about it!"

The others on the team glared at him, but did not dare to resist.

"Boom~"

The man fired another shot and completely killed the injured third-level teammate. His teammates couldn't believe it until they died, this **** would actually kill them all, he didn't even stimulate the protective field.

Zheng Yang shook his head, and another person was blacklisted by him.

"Captain Zheng Yang, we picked up a long spear, which seems to be the weapon of the flying demon. I don't know which team picked it up. It fell in the undercurrent and was drawn in together!"

The third-level werewolf named Bandy walked over with a spear and handed it to Zheng Yang.

Zheng Yang took the spear and looked at the werewolf in surprise.

Lucy's eyes were blurred, and she said, "I picked it up, and my ship exploded!"

Zheng Yang silently returned the spear to her. Without seeing her team just now, he guessed that the second explosion in the undercurrent came from her yacht.

"This is a rare psionic metal, given to you!" Lucy whispered instead of taking the spear.

Zheng Yang didn't refuse, and threw the spear back on the boat and said, "Then I will laugh at it!"

"What's your team's plan? Is it a minority monopoly on food or fair distribution?"

Faced with Zheng Yang's problem, Bandy glanced at Siro who was still hovering in the distance, and said: "We centralized management and fair distribution. We are worried about being snatched by other strong men, and hope that Captain Zheng Yang can uphold justice!"

Zheng Yang also looked over there and said, "You should unite with other teams that are willing to distribute fairly!"

Elima completed the treatment of the wounded, and the church members are making a big pot of food.

Bandy thought for a while and nodded thoughtfully. After he left here, he soon united with the Indians, and then simply joined the ranks of the church.

Zheng Yang looked at the mechanical watch on his wrist. It has been a day and a night since entering the sea of ​​mist.

"Let's walk around the city first, and then cook when we come back!" He said to Elima, Loveni and others.

Elima said, "Wait, I'll go back!"

After a while, a group of four and five captains teamed up to the city one kilometer away. When other transcendents saw this, most of them followed.

After walking for a few minutes, a team of more than a hundred people entered the area of ​​the complex.

This is a planned city, with straight, vertical and horizontal streets. The large streets are more than 20 meters wide, and the small roadways are more than three meters wide.

Just looking from the beach, you can see some taller spire buildings, five or six stories high. When entering the street now, the buildings on both sides are generally two-story structures.

There are also some trees planted on the street from plant seeds brought by some unlucky ghosts, which look very suitable for human habitation.

Zheng Yang walked to the side of the street and touched the buildings, and found that they were built with cement-like composite materials and wood. Although the surface is mottled and old, it is protected by mysterious power.

These buildings are connected one by one, and the corridors facing the street are a structure of high arches, just like a modern unified planning and construction of commercial streets.

No matter how you look at it, this should be a human city, but the whole city is very quiet and there is dead silence everywhere. More than 50,000 sacred skeletons are distributed in large cities of five to six hundred square kilometers, which is equivalent to less than 100 people per kilometer.

More than 90% of the buildings have doors and windows closed, and occasionally a sacred skeleton walks aimlessly on the street. Seeing this team waving their bones to say hello from far away, they have no intention of coming over to communicate.

Everyone got more and more chilled.

No need to eat or drink, no work, no entertainment, you can only stay in this city forever... What's the meaning of this redeemed skeleton life even if it can live forever?

"These skeletons, in theory, their bones can withstand the pressure of the sea water, and can use the force field to return to the surface ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Is there any other restriction that forces them to stay here?" Saiyulali whispered.

"There is such a possibility!" Zheng Yang instinctively looked up at the light group in the sky, wondering if it had something to do with it.

"Why don't they play cards or organize some activities?" said an extraordinary person.

"Maybe I'm tired of playing!"

The young man who first provided information also followed, and said at this time: "Sacred skeletons are often either practicing faith or their souls are sleeping."

"Are they nothing to pursue?"

"What else can you pursue in a place like this?"

"I would rather die than be a skeleton here!"

...

"That's because you haven't experienced the superiority of being a sacred skeleton!" A voice suddenly sounded above their heads.

Everyone looked up and found that a window on the second floor was open, and a holy skeleton was standing by the edge of the window and looking at them.

"At the beginning, I, like you, rejected being transformed into the Holy Marrow, thinking that there was no fun in life like that. When I was too hungry to lose the strength, I decided to transform into the Holy Skull first, and waited until I could not stand the Holy Skull lifestyle. Then dissipate the fire of my soul, and completely end my life."

"Later I discovered that transforming into a sacred skeleton is the most correct choice. My spirit is eternal, my soul is immortal, and I have truly achieved immortality. We can still practice faith and continue to evolve. As for some of the pleasures of being human, it has not attracted me. interest of."

"In fact, through the conjugation of soul fire, a certain kind of human pleasure can also be obtained, even more intense, but there is no holy skull to do that kind of meaningless thing!"

Everyone feels colder.

What's not interesting and meaningless? This is so clear that it is completely annihilated!

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