All My Disciples Suck! - Chapter 701
701: Maybe, this flood can fly?
“Hahaha! Where did this human trash come from? Which race do you belong to? Is it already your turn to die? Are you in such a hurry to die?” The Stone Bone Warrior said disdainfully, wanting to eat the boy with broken horn.
Cough cough cough…
The boy with the broken horn wanted to speak, but he could only cough up a large mouthful of blood.
I’m sorry, big brother!
You wanted to save me, but I am still going to die!
If possible…
I…
I want to live!
When the boy slowly closed his eyes, he suddenly felt an unprecedented feeling!
The vast and boundless power of life traveled throughout his body, healing all the injuries of the boy with broken horns. Not only were the injuries healed, but this vast power of life continued to seep into his deepest part of thes!
He had a feeling that this power… gave him a new life!
“!” The boy with the broken horn opened his eyes and found that he had been put down by his big brother wearing a straw hat.
“Huh? What kind of ability do you have? It’s not bad. You can take it back and let the priest study it!” The Stone Bone warrior who wanted to eat the boy with the broken horn was stunned, and then said excitedly.
Boom!
However, the next moment, the Stone Bone warrior was directly blown into pieces!
“!!!”
At this time, the other eight Stone Bone warriors and the Stone Bone leader were all shocked.
“Be careful, this human is not simple!!!” the leader shouted as he was just about to take action.
“!” As his body stiffened, the Stone Bone leader looked down in pain. A huge hole had been penetrated in his chest, and countless cracks spread throughout his body.
“How can the human be so strong?” After the leader finally thought of this, he shattered with a bang.
Bang, bang, bang!
Seeing this scene, the other eight Stone Bone warriors turned around and were about to run away, then they were all blew up!
“!” This scene was seen by the boy with the broken horn.
Can the human race be so powerful?
Can the human race also kill the invincible Stone Bone Race?
“Brother! Please save my father and mother!” The boy with the broken horn looked into the distance. There was still the sound of fierce fighting there. Obviously, these ten Stone Bone warriors left the battlefield in advance to intercept them in order to prevent them and others from escaping.
“Don’t worry, my friend has already gone!” Wang Lufei slowly turned around and stood in front of the boy with the broken horn.
“You are very brave. Tell me, what is your name?”
“Tree tribe…
“Qing!”
The boy with the broken horn wiped away his tears and answered suddenly with a touch of pride!
“Brother Ming asked me to save you! If there is no safe place here, come with me! I will take you to a safe place! Brother Ming is there and can definitely protect you!” Wang Lufei said slowly.
“Who is Brother Ming?” The young man with a broken horn couldn’t help but ask.
“He Yiming, the leader of our Yan Huang Sect! We all call him Brother Ming! Brother Ming is invincible! So far, he has never been defeated!” Wang Lufei said with pride at the corner of his mouth.
“He Yiming… Brother Ming…” Qing silently wrote down the name.
“Tsk, tsk, tsk, is this a monster from the ancient times? What a weakling!” Emperor Zoro looked at the corpses of more than a hundred Stone Bone Race and was speechless.
“Their village has been destroyed, and many people have died. It is probably not safe here anymore!” Vegeta stepped on the head of a Stone Bone Tribe warrior and said slowly.
Soon, Wang Lufei returned with Qing and a group of tree tribe members.
“Father! Mother!!!” When Qing saw that his parents were still alive, he burst into tears and rushed over.
Most of the people from the tree tribe who escaped before were the younger generation. Now, they were very excited to see that their parents were still alive.
But there were also some younger generations who held the bodies of their dead relatives in pain and cried loudly.
“Let’s go, I’ll take you to a safe place!” Wang Lufei said domineeringly.
At the same time…
“What happened to the floods in ancient times? Why are there traces of floods on the stone pillars 20,000 meters high?”
“Oh my god, this is a flood? A 20,000-meter-high flood, how can this stop it?”
“It’s hard to say, maybe, this flood can fly?”
“Are you kidding me?”
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Players such as Evolutionary Player and Master of Theory collected data from various places, and finally came to a terrifying conclusion.
This flood from ancient times was either 20,000 meters high, or… the flood could fly!
The flying flood s worthy of the ancient era. This is very reasonable!
“Then what? What to do? I wanted to say before that with the help of MC Myth big brother, building a dam without thinking will solve the problem! But if the flood can fly, then the dam is useless!” Master of Theory couldn’t help but voice out his dismay.
“…” Evolutionary Player also bowed his head in contemplation.
“If the floods in the ancient times were the same as the floods on Earth, would they still be hailed as legendary missions?”
“On the contrary, this flood can fly and may even penetrate steel, so it is hailed as a legendary mission!
“So, how to resist such a flood?”
Evolutionary Player couldn’t help but think about it. After thinking about it, Evolutionary Player looked at this land…
“Isn’t this ground too hard? I am a dignified person. With the existence of sixteen demon marks, one punch can only create a one-meter small crater? Are you kidding me?” A third-order demon player looked at the extremely hard ground and couldn’t help but curse.
“Wake up, this is the floor from ancient era. Even a little scum like you can punch through it. Isn’t it shameful for the ancient era?”
“Well, that makes sense!”
“Hey, you two are chatting again, hurry up and build a house. Ah!”
“Ouch!”
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Inside the temporary camp of the Yan Huang Sect, under the leadership of the MC Myth, a temporary camp with a preliminary scale was established.
Because the ground of this earth was too hard, MC Myth used another method to build it. He used the power of Wood Transportation to build tripod pivots, and on the pivots, build wooden houses.
It was both stable and sturdy.
In addition, the dining hall, warehouse, dormitory and so on were built one by one.
“Hold the grass, what the hell, our dormitory is so trashy? 4 square meters, 8 beds, and no other amenities?”
“Wait, why are the houses designed for the people of the Ancient Era so nice? A bathroom, a kitchen, a balcony, and a study? Are you kidding me?”
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“After you go online, will you lie down in the dormitory and play with your mobile phone? Or just watch TV in the dormitory? There is no point in preparing such luxury! Just give you a safe offline point. Why do you need so many nonsense!” MC Myth said.
“Considering that among the five major plagues there is hunger and drought, we need to save more food and drink! We can plan the hunting team and food collection team first!”
“Yes, there is also the Plague of Cold, so they can freeze to death. We need to make more winter clothes. By the way, how is the design of the Heavenly Fire heating system, Master of Theory?”
“This Demonic Plague of Death can’t be a swarm of monsters, right? If so, isn’t that too simple? How can this be a disaster? It’s just sending money to your doorstep!”
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Star, Times Have Changed, Illusion and the others were still studying the various details of the arrangement when they saw Alloy Equipment bouncing in and handing Illusion a design chart.
“Hold the grass, cousin, are you serious?” Illusion was dumbfounded.
“Of course! Times Have Changed, cousin, this design can solve the problem of the earth being too hard! I have tested it, and there is no problem!” After Alloy Equipment finished speaking, she skipped out.
“Hello, brother!” Then Handsome Sanji suddenly appeared, respectfully handed Illusion a cup of tea, and disappeared in a whoosh.
“???” Illusion was really confused.
What the hell?
“No!”
But at this moment, the whole camp suddenly became noisy.
When Star and others came out to take a look, they were shocked!
Everyone took a breath…
—Author’s Notes—
[I wonder. Are the readers afraid of the flying flood?].