w is night, and there are no people in the town. () The night in the wilderness is cold, even if the daytime is hot enough to bake a layer of your skin, at night, it will be so cold that your soul trembles. Extreme cold and extreme heat test all living things on this planet, and human beings are obviously not better than other living things in terms of adaptability.

Especially in such a desolate town, let alone a magnetic shield like Yongye City, they didn't even have a radiation purification system like that of Nujiao City. In this cruel age, poverty means that you can only struggle on the death line.

The convenience store at the gas station was brightly lit, and the shelves of not many commodities were moved to both sides, and there was a rickety table in the empty space. There is a simple electric stove on the table, and hot broth is boiling on the stove. Not many families in the town can afford electricity, and the only old-fashioned generator in the town is already facing the predicament of not being able to start with gasoline.

Therefore, the residents of the town are very conscious of electricity. Because of the possession of a private generator, the old Pitt was able to fill up the lights in such a luxury and use the electric stove.

The broth on the stove was already cooked. Old Pete brought two bowls that were not very clean, and then took a bowl of broth for himself and Jin.

Jin drank the broth. In fact, such things were not delicious. The meat is taken from the mutant lizard outside the town, and only the muscles of its hind limbs can be taken. The meat of the lizard is bitter, and because it contains traces of toxins, the tongue tingles while drinking the broth.

But Jin still drank a bowl, not for other reasons, because this kind of broth was a rare delicacy in his childhood.

"I heard that you have become a capable person? It's amazing, Xiaojin. You used to be such a crying slug." Old Peter took a sip of the broth, gestured with his hands, and laughed.

Jin wiped his nose with his finger and said, "It's not as simple as a capable person. I am now a conqueror of the earth."

"What to conquer? The earth?" Old Peter gave Jin Yimiao and said, "What are you talking about? You are still conquering the earth, you little devil with no fur."

Jin smiled bitterly at the old man, and didn't bother to explain to him that the conqueror of the earth was a high-level profession proficient in the elemental earth system. With the power to control the earth, a "sandstorm" or "crustal shaking" can make this small town history as long as he wants to.

He is different from Kim two years ago, but the town is still a small town, and Peter is still Peter. So Jin Hehe smirked and went back to the silly boy who didn't understand anything two years ago.

"By the way, Peter, how is my mother?" Kim asked suddenly.

Old Peter rolled the last drop of gravy from the bowl into his mouth with his tongue, and then said: "Your mother, Froya, has gone with people. Not long after you left, he left with an adventurous merchant who was passing through the town. ."

"She will have a good time," Jin said, lowering his head.

Old Peter shrugged and said, "Who knows, I heard that the adventurous businessman still has several women. I don't know if you're doing well, anyway, your mother should not starve to death with him."

"Is that so, that's good." Jin's head fell lower, but he didn't want Old Peter to see the liquid rolling in his eyes.

The two of them then talked about the trivial things in the town. When it came to nine o'clock, Old Peter packed up his things and said to Jin, "Are you planning to stay this time?"

"No, just stay for a day or two."

The old man said, "That's right, such a small town can no longer hold you, a big man. It's not too early. Go to bed early. The warehouse room is still empty. I'll send you a quilt later." ."

Jin nodded. In fact, with his ability, it would be fine even if he lay naked on the ground, but he was still very grateful for Old Peter's concern.

The warehouse is behind the convenience store and is a small room of ten square meters. Jin remembers that there was a pile of expired food and water in the past, but now it is a lot more empty, and he doesn't know if those things were sold or inedible and thrown away. But for this, Jin has a special emotion. When he was young, every time he was beaten and scolded by his mother, he would flee to the warehouse of Old Peter.

This is his little shelter.

Jin found a clean corner and just lay on the ground. Soon old Peter came over, and he took a patched quilt and threw it to Jin and added an extra pillow. Jin knew that it was the old man's only pillow, so he refused to take it off, but was forced into his arms by the old man's stinky face.

When the old man left, Jin felt warm in his heart.

At this time, his chest vibrated slightly, and Jin took out a pocket-sized intellectual brain from the chest pocket of the camouflage chest. It looks like a smart phone of the old age, but has much more functions than a mobile phone. At this time, an icon requesting communication was flashing on Zhinao's screen, and Jin opened it, and then placed Zhinao on the ground.

A beam of light was emitted from the screen of the brain, and images gradually formed in the light. It is a man, but the image only reaches the man's waist. The upper body merges with the darkness of the warehouse, revealing a mysterious atmosphere.

An apparently processed voice sounded: "How are things going, Jin."

Jin half kneeled on the ground and replied respectfully: "As the adults expected, those with abilities below Tier 6 are no longer their opponents. Compared with before the expedition, they have made considerable progress, especially Zero. I think He has been promoted to the Shadow Wanderer."

"I've been promoted. It seems that your judgment is not wrong, otherwise you will not be injured." The voice said lightly.

Jin looked at his injured arm and moved it back subconsciously.

"Since the killers in the wilderness can do nothing about them, let's send our people out next time. Jin, you should be eager for this level of confrontation."

Jin lowered his head and said, "Everything I have is given by adults. As long as they are enemies of adults, even if I fight for this life, I will drag them to **** together."

"It's not good to start desperately so quickly. This can only show that you are afraid of their power, Jin."

Jin did not answer, acquiescing to this fact. After a while, he asked: "But there is one thing I don't understand. My lord, Zero is a fighter in Asgart just like us, why..."

"You are wrong Jin, you are my fighter, and Zero belongs to Sol. Neither your status nor your position can be defined as'the same'." The voice said again: "What's more, you just have to execute My order is OK, there is no need to ask so much. Or do you question my decision?"

"No, I dare not!" Jin immediately lowered his head, and beads of sweat rolled from the tip of his nose.

"You don't need to be afraid~lightnovelpub.net~ I won't blame you." The voice from the video said again: "In fact, it doesn't hurt to tell you. Zero is one of the thirteen man-made gods in the old age. That's absurd. His plan was simply wrong, and Ben actually indulged in the growth of such a person. After all, Zero himself is not an Asgart person. If his power grows to a certain height, it will definitely be a threat to Asgart. So you see, what I did was to clean up unnecessary hidden dangers for Asgart, but I would never admit my practice, so I can only remove the zeros in secret."

"I know the adults, if necessary, the subordinates can immediately do this for the adults."

"No, only your words are not sure of victory. I don't want to lose a powerful warrior. Wait, soon, other powerful helpers will come. Before that, you don't have to do anything. "

The image flickered and gradually disappeared. Before disappearing completely, the voice finally said: "You come back as soon as possible. Before the battle, you still need to improve your strength."

"Yes, my lord."

When the image disappeared, Jincai stood up and picked up Zhinao. He sighed in a low voice, thinking that this holiday seemed impossible. m