Chapter 219

"Is this Bigfoot?"

Holloway, with his head tilted, looked at the great creature in the ashes, and the wind from somewhere raised his cloak.

"The one that moves in the American forest is called Bigfoot, while the one here is commonly known as Himalayan snowman. It is said that they are intelligent animals. Unfortunately, they are still only animals, and their willpower is not enough to restrain symbionts."

As he explained to the doctor, Su Ming walked a few steps to separate Holloway from the symbiont. Although the thing seems to be scared now, it's better to be careful.

In particular, the symbiont with super self-healing ability can't be killed. If you don't pay attention, it will give you division and reproduction, which is a problem.

Su Ming takes out the God killer and turns him into a big pot. He keeps the symbiont under his head and ignores it for the time being.

"I've seen the legend of this thing in story magazines, and I thought it was the creation of a novelist..." Holloway touched his moustache, which was an eye opener today.

"Art always comes from life." Su Ming breathed out a breath and said faintly.

The snowman, separated from the symbiont, is not a threat.

Raising snowmen is like Maya raising alpacas for mages. Many magic associations sell snowmen, such as goblin black market or other mages, because their bodies are very similar to human beings, which is a good material for magic experiments.

Even the white mage can do experiments on it without any psychological barrier.

In the original book, the price of a snowman is about 100 frog hearts in vitro, or 10 drops of the dead's tears. A little better magic props can be exchanged for several.

Of course, the money of human society does not circulate in the magic trade, nor do precious metals such as gold.

"Some stories say they're gentle, some say they're evil and brutal. Maybe it can understand people?" Holloway asked in a low voice.

"Only God knows that. I've seen it for the first time."

Su Ming turned his lips, but he could already think of the attitude of the snowman.

It has been detained in kamataj for so long, played with by various means, and then parasitized by symbionts, tortured by Su Ming, and blackened by its beautiful fur, can you expect it to be happy?

Sure enough, the snowman gradually gained control of the body, and the brain and nerve connections were no longer blocked by the symbiont, and it slowly climbed up.

Then...

it touched its buttocks with its huge palm...

"roar

Red, hands full of red blood! What a pain!

Then, his bloodshot eyes looked at two people and a piece of red cloth, and his teeth made a "creak" sound.

Su Ming turned to look at Holloway, and the doctor was looking at him.

Holloway scratched his head, and the snowman's roar made his scalp itch: "it doesn't look... So friendly."

"It doesn't matter. Do you like carpets?" Su Ming asked with a smile. He turned his wrist and threw out a circle of beautiful sword flowers at night.

"I have a Persian carpet in my study, which is very good... Eh? You want to...

before you finish speaking, you can see that Su Ming and the snowman rush towards each other, the dust on the ground is aroused, and the sound of footsteps reverberates among the ruins.

"Roar

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The snowman opens a big palm to Su Ming, as if he is going to catch him and kill his sister in his arms. But Su Ming's performance shows that he refuses.

With the speed of wind and thunder, the simple and unadorned sword stabbed directly, and instantly it is a click.

Before the big hand touched Su Ming's shoulder, the dark sword ran straight into the snowman's head from the jaw position. The brain stem and brain were cut in two instantly. The sharp blade instantly destroyed all the vitality.

"Bang!"

The huge body of the snowman fell to the ground. Su Ming took back his sword, threw the blood on it and carried it back to his back. Let the beating heart of the snowman send the blood out of the wound like a fountain.

"Your carpet has arrived. Sign for it."

Su Ming returned to Holloway, took off his helmet and picked up his cigarette. The snowman had no self-healing ability, but he dared to blow his hair in front of him and die.

It seems a little dirty. If you want to use it as a carpet, you need to find a professional to deal with it.

Holloway sighed. "I almost forgot you were the owner of the midnight express. Unfortunately, fur's primitive style doesn't match my study."

"Isn't that easy? Go to the Rocky Mountains to buy a stone villa, as a holiday hunting hut, other people put bear skin carpet, you directly have a snowman skin, do not you have a little excitement? "

Su Ming took a strong puff at his cigarette. His strong vital capacity made the cigarette burn to the bottom. He dropped the cigarette end and put on his mask again.

"Er..." Holloway didn't know what to say. He bought a house for a carpet, but didn't he have enough money?"Well, the carpet will be here first. No one will steal it." Su Ming bent down and opened the golden cauldron, in which the symbiont was curled up.

It's as black as a football now, but it's the size of a football.

It is of some use to Su Ming.

If the host can increase its speed and load-bearing capacity to the point of exaggeration, then the most possible way for it to increase its load-bearing capacity is to see its own strength.

But its other abilities, Su Ming, are a little useless.

The self-healing ability comes from the death knell itself; the defense ability, the symbiotic battle robe can't match the icon uniform; the attack ability is far worse than the two big swords, and even worse than the PM metal dagger.

Symbionts communicate with the host body through nerves, and X Metal cannot shield the effects of nerve contact fusion.

Then the symbiont is likely to instill in Su Ming some ideas of killing and evolution, as well as the ideas of its previous hosts, and even affect his thinking in combat.

This is the disadvantage. Most of the time, Su Ming relies on his tactical ability. It is easier to find out the weakness of the enemy than to fight hard.

However, this symbiont is not a "poison". You don't have to worry about infecting the death attendant's madness. If you have a chance to try it, you will know.

The symbiont seemed to notice Su Ming's thoughts, wriggled a few times in his hands, and then gradually turned into black and yellow, which looked like the color of the statue uniform.

"It's no use flattering me. I'll think about it again. You stay in your bag honestly."

Su Ming curled his mouth and stuffed the symbiont into his leg bag. Fortunately, it was a deformable creature, and his carrying gear could be stuffed under it.

Feel it very honest motionless, this just put away the hands of the God killer.

Normally, this symbiont should be considered as a camara Taj's item, but since they don't take good care of it and let it run away, and then it is picked up by themselves, it is up to whoever finds it.

Besides, now you know it is the property of the death knell by looking at the color. Gu Yi should not say anything.

"It's strange why the magic floating cloak has no eyes, but can feel it staring at me with serious eyes..."

Su Ming felt the hair behind his back, and he could not help thinking, but he gave the cloak a piece of Manhattan gem. It should have the awareness of "eating other people's mouth short"?

So he continued to give orders as if nothing had happened: "come on, doctor, let's move on."

The doctor nodded. It was right to hand over the dangerous goods to the knell. In his opinion, the death knell represents the government, while the mage is a dangerous person. Therefore, there is no doubt about this alien creature.

"OK, but you'd better not meet any other monsters. That thing spat at me just now. I feel like I'm on the battlefield."

Su Ming shrugged his shoulders and looked up at the huge column of light not far away. The gray energy was still churning, making the sky dim.

"Who knows, but is it exciting to explore the unknown? It's better than sitting in the office and filling out the death report. "

"Ha ha..."

Holloway laughed bitterly and shook his head. In the rain of saliva which was as powerful as a bullet, he felt as if he had passed by the God of death. The stimulation was so great that he would leak urine.

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