Chapter 3469

This desert can be called the perfect model of all no man's land. It is huge and extends to the sky. It is boundless in any direction.

The sand looks white and dazzling in the hot sun. There is no water source and no vitality, but the mountains looming on the horizon are as invisible as haze.

Occasionally, a plant called "ghost grass" is pushed by the wind like a hollow ball. It is said that thirsty people stare at it and will gradually fall into dreams, nightmares and death.

However, getting lost in the desert was a long time ago. Later, with the emergence of people, more and more tombstones appeared beside the road. They indicated the road as signs, because the covered path through the thick alkali layer was once a road, which was used by passenger cars and Buka in the past.

Later, the world rolled forward and the world was vacated.

"Buka is actually a kind of carriage, but the passenger car is a four-horse and four-wheel caravan, and Buka is a kind of sail climbing plow dragged by a horse on a two wheeled carriage or a plow in the desert."

Walking in the scorching sun, a one eyed man, dressed like a cowboy, spoke without scruples in the scorching sun. Even most ordinary people don't like the place where the air can burn the respiratory tract, let alone where the next water source is unknown.

However, while recalling, the creature like asphalt bean sprouts on his shoulder asked what Buka was, and he explained it by the way.

Like all cowboys, he was wearing a belt around his waist with two guns hanging loosely. The sound of silver guns flashed beautifully in the sun, but there was something shining in the nearby sand occasionally. A little digging could find that it was a white bone with a gun.

"Oh."

Hanging means that this place is really barren. It's barren enough. There's not even a hair.

After flying into the earth with its host for almost half an hour, it only saw a small quadruped. Because it was too small, it didn't even bother to taste it.

"This is the 'inner world'. The place near Jericho used to be prosperous for some time. However, when the mining boom passed, the towns along the road disappeared in the sand. It is normal to find no living people here."

Su Ming said to his symbiotic body, then smiled and touched a cigarette:

"But it's enough to see the desert scenery for a while. If I like to see the desert, I should drive to the desert highway instead of playing games with the mutant vultures in the sky. Adjutant, hasn't the scan of this multi system been completed yet?"

"Sheriff, you have chosen a good place. This multiverse is protected by a dark magic. I can't even see your current position completely. You only have place names in your memory, but there is no map."

The adjutant's image is projected in front of her, and the doll sister seems helpless. The world is indeed a powerful birthplace of mysterious side forces, but the problem is that it is too powerful, and the conventional scientific and technological investigation methods have been seriously disturbed.

"Just want its mystery. You didn't know there was such a pluralistic system in Marvel's universe before?"

Su Ming, who answered half of the questions, smiled and stopped urging. After all, this was what he knew before he came here:

"The whole pluralistic system is full of dark magic power, just like a preserved egg hidden in the dark void. You can't find it without careful touch. It can be used to upgrade the ghost universe, and maybe go further."

"If the web of life is not a living spider ancient god, in fact, its traffic function is still very reliable." Although the adjutant had no lungs, she learned to sigh with unknown people.

"No, a small number of people can pass through the network composed of spider totems, but what I want is to be able to mobilize billions of troops and ships, as well as a fixed channel for a stable supply line, which is impossible for even the ghost universe. After all, the ghost universe is only a small universe with only a few hundred planets, not even the earth."

The adjutant spread her hands, her white hands hanging in front of her: "so what's the plan?"

"The main goal is to find the Dark Tower in the 'end world' and seize the control of the multiverse. The secondary goal is to collect crystal balls and upgrade the summation. However, it's not urgent. The time flow here is relatively fast. In a few years here in the inner world, it's about a few hours past multivariate 1 and 40K. We need to find such a place for vacation. First, see which direction Are there any villages and towns? "

"There are towns in the northeast, but I don't see any signs of human activity. Sheriff, do you want to ask for directions?" The adjutant used a projection to mark a pointing arrow, which floated on Su Ming's head.

Although dressed like a Western sheriff, he hung a bloody smiling face badge in front of others' chest.

The death knell just shrugged. He watched the sun adjust his direction and directly suspended in the desert to take off: "it's best to buy a map, but if not, find a pub and have a drink. You know, every time I go to a new world, I want to taste the wine of real estate."

"Even if you can't get drunk?" The adjutant nodded, she knew.

"Drunkards have drunk happiness, and sober people have sober happiness." Su Ming crossed a small sand dune, scared away a rolling ghost grass, and then continued to fly forward. The yellow sand behind him was raised by the air flow: "for me, I can enjoy both at the same time, because the greater the ability, the more choices."

While talking, he flew about a hundred miles and left the sonic boom far behind.

The adjutant's direction has never been missed. There is indeed a small town here. It even has a relatively complete dirt road through the town center. I don't know where it leads.

Looking up, the place name was written on the big fence door at the entrance of the town. It was called 'weidai town', which was in English and had beautiful Gothic Lace.

The town was quiet, except for the occasional snap of doors and windows when the wind blew through the matchbox like wooden house.

Su Ming fell to the ground. He walked into the haunted western town. The red floating soil was splashed at his feet, as if he had been stained with blood.

"Oh."

Hanging reminds us that there is something here, lurking underground and in the dark, and in invisible places, it is full of the smell of light human blood.

"I know, this is the universe of the dark tower. It's normal for the whole town to die overnight." Su Ming smiled. He skillfully pulled out two revolvers from his waist holster: "but the sun is overhead. This is the best time for a gun fight."

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