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One thousand two hundred and forty-five chapters relic 【Come to the starting point】(2/2)

Jia Long looked proud.

Isn't I awesome?

She really wanted to laugh out loudly.

Unfortunately, Bai Wurong's temperament is not as good as his former teammates, and he will not be able to pursue or lick her at all.

"Woo...huh."

The girl waited for a long time, but before she could praise her, she stepped on the accelerator unhappily.

boom!!!

The vehicle rushed onto the road, shook its tail and returned to the right, then raised a large area of ​​dust and rushed towards its destination.

...

This is an extremely ordinary village.

It is said that before humans discovered the Southern Continent hundreds of years ago, there was an ancient human civilization in the Xili Basin in the Southern Continent, and this place is one of the ruins of ancient civilizations.

However, when humans discovered the Southern Continent, these civilizations had already withered and withered. Some of the remaining tribes were massacred by humans who were on advanced ships while entering the Southern Continent.

Later, this ruin in the Xili Basin became the residence of new residents.

But these new residents have reproduced for hundreds of years, but they never thought that they would once again become the target of the massacre and extinction of the "new humans".

"ah!"

"God, don't think about it...don't..."

There were screams and roars in this ruins.

A red-eyed man with red eyes walked around the village houses constructed by half ruins and half soil.

They were all fully armed and their clothes were uniform. At first glance, they looked quite a bit elite.

But if you deal with ordinary people among them, you can see that almost all of these guys have low IQ, and some of them cannot communicate at all. They are extremely cruel and have to do anything in three sentences.

This is a Red-eyed Force Base. Although the total number of people is not too large, there are still 200 people.

Two hundred red-eyed people, looking small, are enough to control areas of 30 kilometers in size. After all, the combat effectiveness of the Red-eyed people is far stronger than that of ordinary armed organizations.

Moreover, among the local people in the Southern Continent, many of them are doing things that can preserve memories and transform them into stronger, more mysterious, and are also the dream of "new humans" in the future trend. They are also accomplices of the Red-Eyed Man army.

Therefore, there are very few opportunities for these troops to be dispatched.

For nearly a month of stationed here, I only patrol at most on weekdays and catch some ordinary people to "transform" into new soldiers. However, the chance is not high. Moreover, once the personnel exceed 200, the trucks above will come to pick up some of the new people and return to the "new recruit camp" for training, so the number of 200 people has been maintained until now.

"Ho huh...hehe...haha..."

A red-eyed man who looked at the level of a low-level red-eyed warrior was patrolling and walked out of a house with a loud scream and stopped.

He heard the screams inside, and his pale face burst into expressions of some pleasant sounds.

Red-eyed people are not like zombies or zombies in the 'zombies' movies'. They like to bite people or suck blood, but they have a kind of tyrannical factor in body and mind, and they like cruel things.

So hearing these screams is simply supreme music for them.

This may also be the real reason why the new humans and the "old humans" cannot turn war into jade. The red-eye virus is essentially something developed based on the basic argument of destroying the old humans.

"Give me, patrol!"

At this time, another red-eyed man in military uniform standing further away pointed at the lowly red-eyed man in a low-grade red-eyed man who was intoxicated and screamed.

He is a medium-sized red-eyed warrior, with a combat power almost as fast as the gold medal hunter level.

"Um..."

The lowly red-eyed warrior roared unhappily, but did not dare to disobey his orders and continued walking forward and patrolling.

It is probably also determined by genes that low-level red-eyed warriors cannot resist medium-grade red-eyed people.

"Every day, I've worked with a group of fools, I've gotten enough."

The middle-level red-eyed warrior, although he couldn't speak clearly and leaked the air, was still cursing.

"Fatithful? Then... go to die."

puff!
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