In order not to let the smell of boiling vein liquid affect others, Xu Ling and Luo Zhixing took their things to a forest outside the camp.

"Squad leader, this place is far enough." He walked a distance and wanted to stop.

"Let's go a little longer, it's still within the scope of the patrol team." Luo Zhixing said.

"What if he doesn't matter, they're not patrolling all the time."

Luo Zhixing exhorted earnestly: "No, this place is on the return route for the second round of patrols. Think about it, if it were you, you would go out to patrol before dawn in the early morning, and travel for more than ten kilometers. You can go back and rest. Suddenly, you smell someone cooking shit on the side of the road. That's so bad. We have to consider the mental state of grassroots soldiers."

After saying this, Xu Ling thought it made sense. Now he is a senior officer, so he really has to think more about it.

The two walked a little further away and happened to meet a team of people coming to patrol.

"Hello, sir!"

"Thanks for your hard work."

Xu Ling greeted him casually, carried the large crucible and continued to walk forward, stopping two kilometers above the patrol area.

"Just here, squad leader, go find some firewood, I'll deal with these materials."

"Okay."

The two of them divided their work and collaborated, and this was not the first time they did this. They were very quick and they put on a pot and started cooking.

Xu Ling was stirring the paste with his hands that had not yet formed. Now he has a certain degree of immunity to this smell and can basically stay aside without changing his face.

After more than half a day, the finished product was released from the pot, and Luo Zhixing began to help brush the medicinal fluid on the meridians.

When I first used this thing, Zhu Talan had to take action, because others were still very immature at the time and might not be able to recognize the meridian acupoints, but this problem does not exist now.

After the dark-brown vein liquid began to take effect, Xu Ling felt the obvious difference from the previous one, and the pain of burning or tearing was several times stronger.

This is also normal. After all, when the third level was used, the third level of monster material was used. Now the seventh level has also been upgraded to the seventh level of monster material, and the medicinal properties are naturally domineering several times.

Xu Ling endured the pain in his body as much as possible, but he grabbed the wood and stones around him in his hands, crushed, threw them, grabbed and pinched them, and his consciousness gradually became blurred.

Luo Zhixing was secretly alert, on the one hand, to prevent him from getting out of control and losing control due to loss of consciousness. On the other hand, it was also to protect him, so as not to suddenly wander around, bringing danger to Xu Ling, who had no resistance.

"It should be enough for an hour."

...

In the dim tunnel, several pangolins were digging the rock walls.

To be precise, this thing is not a pangolin, but a fourth-level monster called the Dragon Carp Beast. It is just that the two have a somewhat similar appearance and are also good at digging soil and stones.

There were also several orcs following the monster. They did not bring any lighting equipment, but their eyes emitted golden light in the dark.

"Well! Stop."

One of the orcs with the closest appearance to humans shouted and asked the dragon carp beast to stop, and then grabbed a figure from the darkness. It turned out that there was a human hidden behind it.

"Look at the drawings, how far is there."

The human turned on the flashlight tremblingly and shook it on the paper in his hand: "There are more than two hundred meters left."

Bang.

A cry of pain rang out in the tunnel.

"Tell me clearly, how many two hundred?"

"Two hundred and thirty meters."

"Continue digging, the exit must be drilled within thirty minutes."

The orcs in the front row commanded the dragon carp beast to continue digging.

Finally, with the sound of earth and rock falling, a strong beam of light shot into the front of the tunnel, which also illuminated the scene in the cave.

Two high-level orcs were escorting several middle- and low-level orcs, as well as the dragon carp beasts. Behind him was the human with shackles on his feet. He was wearing a pair of dirty glasses. Compared with Leonard, his face was slightly better.

The high-level orc took two steps forward, then kicked a dragon carp beast out of the hole.

The monster covered with shells screamed, then flew out into a ball, a few seconds later.

Bang.

The dragon carp beast fell firmly on the ground from mid-air.

It turned out that the entrance of the cave was not on the ground, but was located halfway up the mountainside of the cliff, which was the east side of the pass barrier.

The dragon carp beast fell from a high place and was not hurt. It looked around and saw that there was no one around. It raised its head and screamed at the entrance of the cave.

Soon, all the orcs jumped down.

The two of the higher-level ones were holding weapons in their hands, looking around vigilantly again, and suddenly sniffed.

"What smell..."

"Well... are those humans doing some experiments?"

"I don't know, take that old man down and ask."

One of the high-level orcs climbed upwards to the tunnel on the cliff, and lifted the human wearing glasses off like a chicken.

"Say, what is this smell."

"I, I'm not sure, maybe it's a septic tank or a corpse pit."

Seeing that there was no substantial information, the high-level orc took her back. Then he and another high-level orc walked forward with weapons and followed the smell, followed by the remaining five or six middle and low-level orcs.

"Here."

"Shh, there seems to be someone in front of you."

Two high-level orcs signaled their subordinates to stop. They hid their breath and approached quietly. After walking around a small wood, they saw a "dying" human being lying on the ground, their eyes closed, and their hands opened and closed, but they seemed very powerless.

"Is it poisoned?"

"Are you poisoned by eating shit?"

The two of them didn't expect this to happen, and they were stunned for a moment, and then one of them said, "Catch him back first."

However, neither of them moved.

Who knows if it's a trap?

So the two of them called a low-level orc to come forward. The guy was carrying a battle axe and approached carefully. He had heard that there were hundreds of people who had lost their hands in the hands of humans. The supervisor was furious, and he was also afraid.

However, he walked to the human side and nothing happened. So he felt relieved and planned to drag the person back first, so he reached out and grabbed the other person's ankle.

"ah--"

The low-level orc suddenly heard a depressing roar beside him, and then a huge force came from his hand, which was so fast that he was pulled over to the ground before he could react.

Bang.

A whip leg hit the orc's cheek and shot his head directly.

The sudden change made everyone feel alert, but no one went to see the dead low-level orc again. They were all staring at the human who suddenly started attacking.

But after a closer look, he clearly had not recovered his consciousness. He only suddenly had the breath of life soared, and now he has returned to his "dying" state.

Only then did they realize that this human being had not awakened, and the whip just now was just a fighting instinct.

"Kill him."

One of the high-level orcs said that this time, it was no longer giving instructions to the minions, but planning to do it yourself.

He held the scimitar in both hands, walked forward a few steps tightly, and suddenly accelerated his sprint.

"Ao—"

His face looks very similar to a human, but his roars are like a monster.

A layer of frost condenses on the scimitar, and one knife kills him.

Suddenly, a very fast black shadow flashed by, and the harmonious fist intention vented out.
Chapter completed!