The light truck is getting closer and closer to the minefield mentioned by Dashun.∮,

Shen Xiaofu scanned the surrounding three kilometers and found that there were many fewer zombies nearby. Moreover, most of the zombies were wandering east and west or north, just as they knew that the south was their forbidden zone.

The light truck was very quiet, Taqi was squinting and resting, while Shin Xiaofu and Dashun were both silent.

Dashun's face was solemn, and he struggled in his heart. Finally, he gritted his teeth and said, "Xiaofu, if you take us to fly over quickly, as long as you speed up, the Kaba people may not appear..."

Shin Xiaofu turned his head and smiled at Dashun. He knew Dashun's current mood.

The minefield is not like the zombie group in Braca. If these people cannot hold on, the Mayan tribe may appear to rescue them immediately. But if it is a minefield, it will be dead if it is a bomb.

Dashun may mean that he would rather violate the regulations than fly over to ensure safety. Another possibility is that he knew that this was a test, and he did not want his friends to risk such a big life to be tested.

Shin Xiaofu understood all this very well. He nodded at Dashun and said, "Don't worry, it's okay."

Dashun opened his mouth and didn't say anything. He knew that Shin Xiaofu could always create miracles. Since Shin Xiaofu was so sure, he might be able to create miracles. At that time, he could take some initiative during the alliance negotiations. ()

As time passes, as the temperatures get closer and closer to the south, the surrounding temperatures are getting higher and higher.

After resting for a night, in the early morning, the three-person light truck came outside the minefield mentioned by Dashun.

Shen Xiaofu jumped off the light truck and looked towards the minefield.

Perhaps it was the temperature in the early morning, and the minefield was shrouded in a faint mist at this time.

The intercity highway is at the end, and the road ahead has been broken into pieces and broken by bombing, and asphalt roads are scattered and stacked. This fragmentation continues until it is flooded in the fog.

The two sides of the road were bumpy and grass growing, bare and endless, just like some pictures of Mars ground that Shen Xiaofu saw, and was lifeless.

Dashun and Taqi came to Shen Xiaofu and looked forward.

Taqi lowered his head and thought, looked at Shen Xiaofu, with a strange expression.

Shin Xiaofu noticed Taqi's performance keenly, and his heart moved. His eyebrows raised slightly. Along the way, since Taqi woke up after he woke up after resting, he had always shown that he wanted to talk to Shin Xiaofu, but obviously because he was worried about Dashun, he didn't say anything.

As Shen Xiaofu's head turned, he felt that it should be related to the minefield in front of him. His vision scan covered the front, and the locations of some underground mines appeared clearly in his mind. He nodded at Taqi. Shen Xiaofu bypassed the broken highway ahead and took the lead in the minefield on the side of the road. ()

Tachi paused, felt relieved, and followed closely behind with Dashun.

With the ability of vision scanning, Shen Xiaofu did not struggle to walk. However, he was still ready to start the level of energy. He did not know the mines of the Mayan tribe, so he naturally could not predict whether there would be some special technological products. So be careful.

Gradually, the light truck behind the three of them was blurred first, and then completely disappeared into the fog.

Dashun followed behind, clenched his fists, and his heart was constantly shaking. This minefield was shrouded in mist, and it was bare and could not see the edge. It was very difficult to distinguish the direction, but Shen Xiaofu could not only lead the way, but also safely walk such a far place.

Shin Xiaofu is indeed creating miracles again... How powerful is he? Dashun followed the steps of the two people in front of him while recalling.

"In the ancient city of Chang'an, Shen Xiaofu can have the power of ordinary people as long as he eats a bowl of noodles; in the Peaceful community, he can hit a little in a row of ten arrows, listen to sound and defend numbers; he can fly himself, and can also start the metal bird that no one can start... too many."

"It is said that heroes come from troubled times, and extraordinary people are needed in the end of the world." Dashun murmured in his heart.

...

In the Yucatan Peninsula, in the endless primeval forest, there is an ancient and solemn Mayan palace in the center of the ancient building complex where the Mayan tribes are located.

The interior of the palace is like the parliamentary halls of many countries, with nine seats carved with complex patterns enclosed in a circle. Four seats are placed in the center. The seats are full, and a debate is unfolding.

"Since we are negotiating alliances, we must be sincere, and the people who come are obviously very powerful. My point of view is to bring the three of them to the tribe as soon as possible and start the alliance negotiations!" The person who spoke was a burly middle-aged man. He had a silver needle on his head, thick eyebrows, and a square face with a square face without anger. He was one of the nine seats around him.

"Tatan, you have to keep calm! The power of Nanchuan City is still somewhat different from us. If you want to maintain our dominance, you must test them!" The person who spoke was a white-headed old man, wearing a gray robe, his eyes were muddy, but his eyes were firm.

The tower he mentioned was naturally the burly middle-aged man he just said.

"Elder Kass...you conservatives...ah! Like you, our days to drive out the Kaba people... are far away!" Tatan was angry, his burly body trembled slightly from his anger, clenched his fists, and his words were full of disappointment.

The elder Kas mentioned by Tatan is the old man in gray robe and a firm conservative in the Mayan tribe.

"I agree with Elder Kas's opinion. The Kaba people cannot be driven out for the time being. We need to preserve our strength and rest! In the future alliance, only when we remain in the dominance can we make the right decision!" Next to Elder Kas's gray robe, a skinny middle-aged man smiled and said. The man's face was pale and thin, and his beard was shaved cleanly, giving people a feminine feeling.

Tatan frowned and snorted angrily. The man was called Yousa. He was timid by nature and liked to do dirty things. Tatan knew very well that Yousa was definitely the kind of character who was sitting in vain.

"That man named Shen Xiaofu must have his extraordinary points in China. We should really show some sincerity! We can't test it anymore! That minefield is too difficult to pass. If he is hurt, what else can we talk about? " Next to Tatan, a middle-aged man with a gentle and erect but sharp eyes spoke.

"Wenzhu, you have been worried about it. Just a small city, how much ability can you have? It must be tested!"

"If you want to fight against the Kaba people, you must learn to cooperate. The alliance is not a merger! You...ah!"

"I suggest sending our tribe's self-developed robot warriors and setting them a few more tests!"

“…”

The elders representing the offensive and conservative parties kept arguing, and their voices reached the ears of the four people in the center. Among the four seats, one was placed in the center. On it was an old man in a robe dressed in yellow, white and red. His head was gray and his face was full of wrinkles and drooped softly. He pursed his mouth with dentures and asked the person on the seat next to him: "Child, what do you think?"
Chapter completed!