Chapter 48 A Chance Encounter
Humans controlled by puppet manipulation, although they have no shadow, can use their thoughts to increase their intensity.
Before the airship exploded, Lu Yuan hid in the shadow of an ordinary person, then used a dozen puppet humans to wrap up the ordinary person, and finally fell straight into the lake from high altitude.
Faced with the impact of falling into the water, several of the puppet humans were damaged despite their mental energy.
The ordinary person wrapped in it died on the spot.
Lu Yuan came out of the shadow space and swam to the shore.
The puppet humans who were ordered by him also returned to the shore.
After landing, Lu Yuan collapsed on the ground, his face full of exhaustion.
The type of ability of Shadow No Home is quite complex. Although there are diversified ways to use it, the price is too high consumption of mental energy.
After a few twists and turns, Lu Yuan's physical strength and mental energy have basically bottomed out.
"Damn... only seven were saved."
Looking up at the seven puppet humans who were barely intact, Shikahara gritted his teeth.
Given the situation at that time, he had too little time to operate.
As long as we delay for a few more seconds, we may die in the explosion.
Being able to save seven puppet humans under such urgent circumstances is already a good result.
He was just angry that these bad things affected his mission.
At the moment, it is impossible to determine where Moreau is going, let alone continue to attack.
Lu Yuan struggled to calm down his emotions, took a long breath, closed his eyes and fell asleep.
An excellent opportunity to take action was lost, but it does not mean that the mission was failed.
When he recovers, he should be able to look for opportunities again.
Under the moonlight, Lu Yuan leaned against a tree, surrounded by seven motionless zombie-like puppets, protecting him in the middle.
Compared to Lubara's deep fatigue, Moro on the other side was in pretty good shape in terms of physical strength and potential energy.
This is due to the upgrade benefits brought by the head on the airship.
Moro's whole body was filled with thoughts, and he walked along the shore and walked straight towards the three people who had just finished hunting the giant-horned white deer.
He hoped to get some information from these three people and borrow his mobile phone by the way.
"Everyone, excuse me."
To prevent the other party from overreacting, Moreau raised his hand to say hello to the other party from a distance.
This time.
The three people were cutting the giant horn with excitement when they suddenly heard Moreau's greeting. Their expressions suddenly changed. Without any hesitation, they picked up the hunting rifle and pointed the muzzle at the direction of the sound.
When they saw that the person who made the noise was a dirty-looking young man, they couldn't help but look at each other.
It’s a child.
"So what, we were seen."
"Kill?"
"Nonsense...what do you think we are doing?"
Among the three, the oldest man with a beard made his decision as quickly as possible.
Poaching a giant-horned white deer is a serious crime, and the penalty is calculated based on weight. The coral horns of an adult white deer basically start with a twenty-year sentence.
Hunter flashed in the eyes of the bearded men. What they did was shady. At this time, they didn’t even bother to ask Moreau’s intention. They took aim and pulled the trigger.
Bang!
The sound of gunshots after being silenced still resounded over the lake.
The bullet pierced the air and pointed directly at Moreau.
Morrow had already sensed the moment when the bearded man had murderous intent, and immediately hid from the gun line.
The bullet flew past him and disappeared into the night.
The bearded man was stunned for a moment when he saw Moreau dodging the gunfire, and quickly pulled the bolt to eject the still-heated bullet casing.
"What are you doing standing still, shoot!"
When he started to urge his companions, the bearded man raised his gun and aimed at Moreau.
But Moreau did not give him another chance to shoot this time.
咻咻咻——
Several telekinesis bullets crossed the distance between life and death, and shot the three people with guns in the head.
While blood spattered, the three men fell to the ground with their hunting rifles, making a muffled sound.
Morrow came to the three corpses, and then looked at the nearby carcass of an antlered deer.
"A poacher..."
Withdrawing his gaze, Moreau looked cold.
He did not recognize the giant-horned white deer, but judging from the decisive actions of the three men in shooting, they were most likely criminals engaged in poaching.
Maybe they don’t care at all why a young man appears in the dense forest, they only care about how to cover up the crime.
Morrow squatted down, found a mobile phone from one of the corpses, opened it and dialed Kang Zai's communication number.
Dumb, toot...
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After one minute of blind tone.
There was no response from Kang Zai, and the communication was automatically hung up.
Morrow called several more times, but there was no response.
"Is it possible that his cell phone was also damaged? It's unlikely... The twelve earthly branches of the martial arts type must be very proficient in such advanced skills as "Zhou"."
Moro put down his cell phone and glanced at the light mist around him.
Hang Zai can't be so unlucky that he falls into the swamp...?
The humidity in this area is very high, and there are probably swamps, so it is possible.
Thinking of this, Moreau shuddered as he pictured Kang Zai plunging into the swamp like a javelin.
That picture is too tragic...
Morrow shook his head and sent a text message to Argo. Then he put the phone away without waiting for a reply and continued to search for the body.
Pistols, cigarettes, lighters, compasses...
Putting aside the pistols and other useful items found, Moreau checked the backpacks of the corpses and dug out some dry food, water and poaching supplies.
The claws of an unknown creature, a mixture of sharp pecks of several colors, and even emerald green eyes sealed in bottles...
Searching for these things taken from certain animals, the identities of these people can basically be determined.
“No wonder it’s so brutal.”
Morrow glanced at the corpse next to him.
The original intention was to ask for directions, but I never thought that these people would suffer for themselves.
Morrow pulled over his backpack, picked up a can of meat from inside, pried it open and ate it.
After simply filling his stomach, Moreau cleared out a backpack and put the necessary things and food in it.
As for the sharp claws and the antlers cut off from the ground, it is of course impossible to bring them with you.
Based on the area map found in his backpack, he has determined that the location belongs to a forest in the Mingbo Republic.
In terms of identity, it can barely be called an illegal entry.
If you bring these stolen prey that are suspected of being valuable, it will be a double debuff.
Morrow packed his backpack and suddenly became alert. He picked up his pistol and pointed it at the low-visibility woods ahead. At the same time, he naturally gathered his mental energy in his other hand.
From the time he killed the poachers to now, he has never let down his vigilance.
Now that I hear some slight noises, I immediately take warning.
Shasha.
A man pushed aside the lush bushes and appeared in front of Moreau in a swaggering manner.
As if he didn't see the gun in Moreau's hand, the man's eyes passed over several corpses and half-cut antlers on the ground. His eyes changed slightly, and then he glanced at the stolen prey randomly scattered on the ground next to him.
Then, the man's eyes returned to Moreau and said calmly: "Let me meet you, my name is Benjamin, a professional food hunter."
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(End of this chapter)