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Chapter 1296 Needless to say, I choose to be your dog!(1/2)

Hunting Tiger seemed to have been awake all night.

After getting closer, I saw obvious red bloodshot eyes, his face was a little dry, and there were even some obvious signs of peeling on the edges.

It looks similar to a middle-aged man in his forties who stays up late to finish his work.

From this performance, we can also see how serious the impact of his health of only 3 points is.

Since the current route has not been advanced, the excess points cannot be displayed on the data.

After checking the hunting tiger's points last night, Sumo went back to check his own attributes.

The five-dimensional attributes are exceptionally balanced, all reaching the limit of 10 points for those who have not yet advanced.

But if the route advancement can be shown, Sumo estimates that his attributes should be about the same as those of a hunting tiger.

Physical strength and bone strength should be around 13 points, while brain power and talent should be higher, reaching 15 points.

And the most critical health point will definitely reach the limit of 20 points for those on the first stage route.

After all, drinking the nether energy water is not free.

The two liters of Yunwu tea that can't be shaken every day are made with freshly brewed Nether Energy water.

Coupled with the healthy food and perfect nutritional balance, my body is getting better day by day.

Based on 20 points of health, let alone stay up all night

After traveling in the desert for several days and nights without a good night's sleep, Sumo asked himself that he was not as bad as the tiger hunter now.

"Is this why you came here to tell me this?"

"What else? Those idiots in the southern suburbs wanted to give you all their belongings yesterday. If I don't come in a hurry, I'm afraid you will forget about our Pingtan."

"Oh? I thought you had regained your ambition and planned to do something in your career."

When Sumo revealed the real reason, Liehu was startled and sighed incomprehensibly.

Although he also understood that he, Xiao Jiujiu, could not escape the other party's dazzling eyes, he still felt a little nervous when he was pointed out from the beginning.

The atmosphere suddenly became silent, and Sumo didn't say much, and took Liehu all the way down to the office in the dungeon to sit down.

"Come, drink tea."

"I'm full, so I won't drink."

Unexpectedly, the bald man looks ferocious, and his personality is really childish.

When there was no one outside, Gaga had sex for nothing, but when the two of them faced each other, she became hardened.

"Are you sure you don't want to drink?"

After shaking the teapot with a faint blue glow, Somo suddenly opened the lid.

brush.

Visible to the naked eye, Yehu couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and his hard eyes became "smart".

"Then have a drink."

"Why!"

Open the lid of the pot, and the light yellow tea with some blue spots slowly flows out.

Liehu stared at it for a while, then raised his tea cup and drank it all in one gulp.

Unfortunately, due to the influence of golden characteristics, psionic water cannot restore the health that has been forcibly reduced.

Under Sumo's gaze, the 3 points of health on the hunting tiger's attribute panel first jumped to 4, and then fell back instantly.

After going back and forth for about three or four times, the effect of the nether energy water was exhausted, and the health level was still at a capital '3'.

"this"

Sumo frowned and immediately realized the domineering nature of gold.

If the mysterious psionic water cannot solve the affected health problems, then modern medical methods may not be effective either.

In case the hunting tiger is injured on the battlefield.

Minor injuries are easier to deal with, and mature solutions have been found in the territory.

But once seriously injured, even if the injury is healed, it will take more than half a year just to recover.

Where do you get so much time?

"This tea is very delicious, better than what we buy in the market."

After finishing a glass, Liehu took another glass of his own.

Perhaps because of the unique refreshing feeling of the nether energy water, the bald man slowly started talking.

"When I was twenty-seven years old, I just became the manager of Pingtan Refuge. Counting the time, it has been fifteen years now.

Time is such a ruthless dog, it will not stop because of our nostalgia.

I still remember that at that time, I could stay up for days and nights, leading my men to squat in trenches dug on the edge of the western suburbs to ambush the enemy. Now, after not sleeping all night, I feel so exhausted that my head feels like it is about to stop thinking.

"

There was a hint of sadness in Yehu's words, but more of it was a sense of relief.

"I have only briefly told you about the current situation of our low-blooded mutants before. Now I can tell you that, generally speaking, fifty years old is almost the lifespan limit of us low-blooded mutants. If in this process

Due to repeated injuries or secondary mutations in their bloodline, many people may not even reach the age of forty."

"Actually, it's not that I'm afraid of death, but I just don't feel comfortable handing over Pingtan Sanctuary to other people, for fear that it will be harmed and everyone will live a life of endless slavery."

"Now that I have joined the alliance, my life is getting better, and it is time to liberate myself."

The preface of what Yehu said does not match the postscript.

Sumo understood it.

Speaking of which, although Pingtan Sanctuary is still not democratic under the rule of Hunter Tiger, the oppression is no less than other gopher sanctuaries.

But one thing has to be said. Under his leadership, Pingtan Shelter did indeed start from the run-down western suburbs.

In just over ten years, it has rushed from the middle level of Qinggang City Shelter to the top level in one fell swoop.

This real achievement is a brilliance that cannot be concealed by any rhetoric!

It's a pity that Yehu himself also understands the upper limit of the lifespan of low-blood mutants. After the age of forty, even if there is no unexpected outbreak, they can only live for a maximum of twenty years.

And according to the previous structure of Blue Star and Qinggang City, even people like Hades, let alone him, would not be able to fight against them.

Naturally, Hunter's mentality was hit by reality and began to distort.

Centralized rule.

Pressure changes.

Act wantonly.

Like those crazy rulers at the end of the dynasty, the practice of hunting tigers became increasingly crazier.

Until now, the layout of the city has changed again and again, and even the world around us has undergone earth-shaking changes.

He gradually came to his senses and returned to the time when he first became a shelter manager.

"There are still twenty years left, and I'm not afraid of your jokes. According to the previous situation in the city and surrounding areas, it may not be enough for me to accumulate two more warehouses of supplies for the next manager.

But now”

Yehu suddenly shut up and stopped talking. He was a bit of a thief waiting for Somo to pick up the conversation and take the initiative to ask for his help.

However, this calculation was destined to fail.

Sumo nodded and said seriously: "Twenty years is indeed not much time left. If I were you and the situation is better now, I would definitely be willing to hand over the management of the shelter to others and take advantage of this time to retire and enjoy it."

Qingfu."

"Hey, you"

Liehu was stunned for a moment, his train of thought was interrupted, and he didn't know how to continue the conversation.

At a certain moment, he even had some doubts that the current Tianyuan Alliance did not lack a troublesome manager like him.

Seeing the depression written all over the bald man's face, Sumo smiled and said: "Have you ever thought about solving the upper limit of the life span of low-blood mutants in some way?"

"Limited lifespan?"

Liehu shook his head: "I must have thought about this problem. In fact, I took supplies from the shelter and raised those idiot mutants in the city for nothing.

Without this unexpected incident, I will carry out experiments on them next year at the latest. I will first verify the earthworks collected from several nearby cities, and then give it a try using the method I have figured out myself."

It sounds like the method of hunting tigers is a bit cruel. Not only did they instruct these people to be used as human shields in the battle, but they even planned to use the same kind of people for experiments afterwards.

However, it is a completely normal thing among the mutant community.

Even among highly intelligent (normal IQ) mutants, everyone thinks this is a contribution to the entire race.

As long as one person can figure out how to solve the side effects of mutant blood, or figure out how to live longer.

Then the entire mutant race will be rescued, which is a great thing.
To be continued...
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