Chapter 176

Yan magic source core in hand.

It looks like a large glass bead, the size of a pigeon egg, with red liquid flowing inside.

When you hold it in your hand, your skin can really feel a warm and boundless sense of flow.

The dynamic flow is naturally the source force.

Because it can't be distinguished by the naked eye and can't be put into the system.

In this wilderness, Zhang Jian doesn't want to use the system to integrate with fire now.

There is a column of inheritance source technology in the system panel.

You can increase the success rate of inheritance source technology by points.

Zhang Jian has never used this function and almost forgot it.

Now when I think of it, I have to think about it when I go back.

Because I haven't used it, I don't know how many points it costs.

But I have more than 1000 points, which should be enough.

Even the red flame brand is not a secret skill level. It should not consume too many points.

Thinking, the slave soldiers have come from somewhere.

The slave soldier looked strange, held the Dragon gun and said, "boss, I found a strange place over there."

Zhang Jian looked up, which could make the slave soldiers feel strange. Is it the same special place as the ancient battlefield.

But in my impression, the meteorite mountains are flat, there is no special place, and the association does not include major events.

"How strange?"

The slave soldier meditated for two seconds and quickly organized language to express it.

"Standing on the ground, I can feel a strange energy breathing below.

It's like... "

"It's like a person sleeping under the ground."

Zhang Jian murmured, "sleeping? Underground?"

He suddenly felt familiar, especially familiar.

Somewhere, I seem to have seen this statement.

He stood and thought.

I've read too many books. It still takes a lot of effort and time to find it from the vast ocean of knowledge.

A flash of light.

Zhang Jian clapped his palm.

"I remember."

It's not easy. Too much knowledge sometimes becomes an obstacle.

"You should guard the source beast when you encounter it.

The guardian of the meteorite mountains is an extraterrestrial meteorite.

It's called a meteorite.

The guardian beast can escape into the ground and sleep in his territory.

When sleeping, the region will inject pure source power into the guardian beast to provide him with cultivation. "

Zhang Jian looked at the slave soldier unexpectedly, "slave soldier, you have another function now.

Explore the sleeping Guardian beast! "

The slave soldier made a smile.

This ability doesn't seem to have much effect.

Zhang Jian asked the details of the slave soldier at that time, so as to determine the limitation of the slave soldier's induction.

According to the description of slave soldiers.

The guardian source beast can only feel it when it absorbs the source power supplied by the region, and the slave soldiers have to stand above the guardian source beast. Once they leave the body range of the guardian source beast, they will not feel it immediately.

If the guardian beast stops absorbing the regional supply power, the slave soldiers cannot feel it.

Because in that place, the meteorite seems to be a breathing source, with a partition in the middle. When the partition is cut off, the slave soldiers lose their sense.

In short, if the guardian beast is only sleeping, the slave soldiers can't feel it.

"But I can't afford to guard the source beast." Zhang Jian smiled to himself.

The purpose of this trip has been basically completed. If you explore the meteorite mountains again, you can start and return, and the success is complete.

……

It's getting late.

The horizon was dim in the distance.

Meteorite town.

After the battle, Zhang Jian came to meteorite town.

He has booked a house here three days in advance.

He said it was a reservation, and he paid the rent himself when he passed here.

Originally, there was a series of rental services on the Internet.

But with the desolation of meteorite mountains, meteorite town is far less prosperous than before.

Moreover, because there were a large number of animal guards and few ordinary people, there was no road built.

As soon as the heat went, meteorite town was beaten back to its original shape. It is still a small town almost isolated from the world.

Only the occasional passer-by will sigh that time flies.

Zhang Jian rented an old woman's house.

Meteorite town is mainly composed of the elderly, and most of the young people leave their hometown to develop in a prosperous and charming city.

Although there are no young people, the old people in the town are not immovable.

The skin of the house will be refreshed in more than half a year. Even for the elderly who have difficulty in moving, they will not charge money to help.

The neighbors don't talk much about money.

At first, Zhang Jian came here to rent a house, but the old woman didn't charge him.

Zhang Jian naturally couldn't have refused to give money. After repeated words, his wife took it.

The room is bright and clean, with all kinds of facilities.

The weather in early February is still cold.

Even during the day, the temperature is only about 10 degrees.

In the meteorite mountains, the temperature in the mountains is slightly hot because of the residual temperature emitted by meteorites.

Zhang Jian is now wearing a thin black cotton padded jacket. He thinks it's just right.

The old woman is seventy years old and has white hair.

His wife died early, and there was a son under her knee who was still out for development. She said she would pick her up, but the old woman didn't want to.

She lived in meteorite town all her life. She was familiar with her life. When she went to a big city, she felt uncomfortable all over.

The old woman's son had to give up.

At the same time, the number of returns each year is decreasing.

"Xiao Zhang, have you eaten yet?

Let's eat together. "

The old woman stooped and knocked on the door of the sword room. Her face was full of wind and frost, her fingers were swollen, and her clothes looked bloated.

Zhang Jian opened the door and hurriedly came out with a smile: "please."

The old woman didn't charge for food, but Zhang Jian had made up his mind to leave a sum of money for the old woman when he left.

Fortunately, every time Zhang Jian will put some cash in the small black space for a rainy day.

Just like this situation now, it is very necessary. This old town can't keep up with the trend and mobile payment is not popular.

"Good good." the old woman turned and Zhang Jian followed behind.

The old woman doesn't have that rotten smell, but has a long smell of sandalwood.

Zhang Jian saw that the old woman was a believer in a certain faith, but he didn't care about it.

He never believed in God and Buddha, only himself.

Sandalwood still smells good.

The food is simple and simple.

It's all homemade.

Seasonal vegetables, eggs, celery, white rice.

Zhang Jian is not picky about food. He cooks by himself in the wild. Sometimes he can't grasp the heat well because of the source animal materials used.

The meat of the source animal is different from that of ordinary poultry.

Like making chicken soup, it usually takes about half an hour.

If you use flame chicken to make soup, you have to use a pressure cooker for one or two hours. In that way, you can bite the meat and directly take off the bone. It is fragrant, tender and smooth, which makes people salivate.

The old woman opened her mouth and asked, "how's it going, Xiao Zhang? Aren't you in danger in the meteorite mountains?"

Zhang Jian quickly swallowed the food in his mouth and said with a smile, "no, it's safe."

"That's good, that's good. Safety is the most important." the old woman laughed, and her eyes almost narrowed into a gap.

When the old woman remembered the past, she couldn't help making a sound.

"In the past, when it was still busy here, people came back from the meteorite mountains every day.

There are several young men covered with blood and broken arms.

It really scared us to death.

Old, old. "

Zhang Jian listened quietly and nodded from time to time.

The old woman's chatterbox was opened and couldn't stop at once.

He told Zhang Jian about the town in the past.