You've become the warden, and you're telling me I'm an undercover agent?

Chapter 304: See the Flame Demon Again!

"You, are a male monster?"

Fortunately, Mang was not here when Rachel said this, otherwise she would have been elbowed.

Chi Ping rejected Rachel, and then Rachel said, "Then I'll find a man for you?" Chi Ping was choked and speechless for a long time.

The problem was that she spoke in a very serious manner, and her tone was extremely natural and frank, as if she had come up with a solution after careful consideration.

Chi Ping suddenly felt that he was not perverted enough, so he was out of tune with the locals.

After he repeatedly rejected Rachel's proposal, the two of them headed to the fortress in the south.

The man-eating tiger was running in the wilderness. At first, it kept running in the wrong direction, but after eating a few brains, it became much smarter.

However, the journey was long, and cats' advantage was not endurance, so they had to rest for a while after running for one or two hours.

By the time it got dark, they had only walked half the distance.

The weather is even colder at night. It feels like the cold wind can flow directly into the respiratory tract through the nasal cavity, making people feel a chill of minus 10 to 20 degrees Celsius.

Rachel was already shivering with cold, her entire body almost pressed against the big cat.

The two found an abandoned village and finally had a place to shelter from the wind and rain.

Rachel had her compressed dry food for dinner and then curled up in the garage with the big cat.

Houses in rural areas usually occupy a large area. This garage was probably used to store agricultural vehicles. After the cat was killed, the agricultural vehicles disappeared and became the nest of the cat.

Chi Ping once asked Rachel why she didn't light a fire if she was so afraid of the cold. Rachel told Chi Ping that lighting a fire in an unfamiliar place at night would be like exposing her position to unknown dangers.

He stopped halfway through his speech.

For unknown monsters, Chi Ping is the danger.

That's fine.

"It's up to you." After she said that, she hugged the big cat and went to sleep.

But after Rachel fell asleep, she was still pulling the big cat's fur and muttering:
"What fine fur."

Chi Ping found a flat spot and prepared to sleep in his clothes. With his iron body and steel bones, he was not afraid of extreme weather.

But just before he was about to fall asleep, he saw a cluster of fire in the dark village.

someone!

And either they are newbies or they are confident in their own abilities.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have started a fire so blatantly.

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Forest tribe.

Basang and his two younger brothers finally met the Flame Ghost with the letter from the little prophet.

The first apostle under the throne of the great emperor was a tall and skinny man with sunken eyes and a gaze as sharp as an eagle.

The first impression he gives is that he is a very difficult person to get along with. In addition, he is the god of war and the leader of all tribes.

Everyone naturally has a certain degree of awe towards his apostles.

Basang handed over the prophet's divination results with both hands, but Yan Gui did not take it.

He didn't even look at it, but just said lightly:
"read."

This was just like Chi Ping's previous life. Senior leaders with high enough status would not read lengthy reports. Usually, the subordinates would condense and summarize them and make brief reports.

As soon as Yan Gui finished saying this, Basang kicked the two younger brothers next to him:

"Repeat it."

One of the two younger brothers stood up:

"The prophet said that the monster's lair in the south is the land of lambs, so there should be many sheep to rob. But it is guarded by a powerful enemy, and the powerful enemy is—"

Before the stocky younger brother could finish, he was interrupted by another slender younger brother: "The prophet is not talking about the land of the Lamb, but the land of the fat."

The stocky younger brother was surprised: "Doesn't '貴肥' mean that women with big butts are more fertile?"

The slender younger brother corrected him: "That's plump!"

The sturdy younger brother said: "Doesn't the word 'plenty' mean that the fields have a lot of grain?"

The slender younger brother corrected: "That's called plump."

The stocky younger brother slapped his forehead and said, "Isn't being plump or having a big butt good for childbearing?"

Seeing that the two were talking further and further away, Lord Yan Gui's face had turned dark, and Basang quickly interrupted the crosstalk duo.

"Don't listen to their nonsense." He apologized to Lord Yan Gui repeatedly: "Plump doesn't just mean a big butt--" As soon as these words came out, Basang immediately felt the temperature around him rise by several degrees, and Lord Yan Gui's forehead was bulging with blue veins.

It may be that the people of the tribe have faced survival threats since birth, and the doomsday for them is nothing more than a change in hunting grounds and prey becoming more ferocious and more numerous.

Compared with the World United Government, tribes with an average life expectancy of 30 to 40 years take life and death less seriously.

Therefore, their state is often more relaxed and their abilities are relatively stronger.

The three of them tossed and turned, and finally annoyed the Flame Demon.

The Apostle of God had long thrown away his arrogance. He snatched the parchment with the divination content and quickly browsed through it.

After filtering out some of the divination processes and the obscure divination terminology, the result is:

“There’s a nest in the south, with a lot of stuff in it;

“If we go hunting directly, we might encounter strong enemies; but if we don’t go, some of the small tribes below may not survive this cold winter.

“Master Yan Gui, please take care of the specific situation.

"I have sent three elite warriors from our tribe to Lord Yan Gui. Please use them as you wish!"

Yan Gui suddenly felt extremely upset. After reading it, he threw the parchment scroll at Basang's face and uttered a word:

"Walk."

After saying that, he took the lead and walked ahead.

Three dirty things, out of sight, out of mind.

Looking at Lord Yan Gui's back as he walked away, both the sturdy and the slender ones looked at Basang.

That means: Is this okay?

Basang whispered in a very low voice amidst the wind and snow:

"Who made them always order the prophet around?"

Although they were all on the same level, the apostles always treated the chiefs and prophets of each tribe with a condescending attitude.

The group rode on the tribe's unique means of transportation: a long-haired, untamed horse that had great endurance but was very timid.

After walking for a whole day, we finally arrived at a small village.

The Flame Ghost naturally made a fire to keep warm without any scruples, and Basang and the other two were happy to rub against the bonfire.

The dried meat they brought was frozen solid, so they strung it up with bread and roasted it by the fire. It didn't take long for the aroma of the meat to fill the air. Under normal circumstances, Basang and the others would have been incredibly wary.

But now with the Fire Ghost in their way, they naturally didn't care.

Just as they were about to take action, the Flame Ghost pointed into the darkness and the bonfire suddenly rose up, causing not only pain to Basang and others, but also burning the food near the fire into charcoal.

Without waiting for Basang to say anything, the flames rushed towards the place where the Flame Ghost pointed his finger.

The flames were like a dragon, lighting up almost the entire village.

Then they saw a tall, muscular man standing in the darkness.

The flames fell from the sky with scorching heat!

In just a moment, it completely engulfed the tall man.

Yan Gui snorted coldly and said, "Let's re-roast the food. If you don't mind eating it burnt, that man should have a good portion."

The corner of Basang's eye twitched, even though he had long heard of the power of God's Apostle.

But there is still a huge difference between hearing and seeing. This alone is enough to make Basang feel terrified.

If Basang and the man in the flames were in each other's places, there would probably be no other outcome.

So, he couldn't help but compare the Flame Ghost with the monster he had seen two days ago that had knocked them away.

I don't know who is stronger.

But at this moment, a voice sounded:
"Do you like greetings like this?"

Everyone looked over at the sound. They saw the raging fire on the man's side shrinking visibly, as if it had been sucked into a black hole!
Finally, it curled up into a small ball, wrapped in the water flow, and suspended in the man's hand.

Yan Gui's expression turned serious, and Basang and the others actually retreated behind Yan Gui in tacit understanding.

The man, or Ikehira, used the [Oracle] to disguise himself, changing his appearance to resemble Hoba.

Otherwise, it would be inconvenient to look like a monster.

"who are you?"

Yan Gui asked coldly.

(End of this chapter)