Global Wasteland: My Evolutionary Path

People rely on clothes.

The old man was wearing black cloth, a straw hat on his head, and a pair of straw sandals on his feet. Because he often fished on the island, he had a dark complexion with a faint fishy smell on his body.

If you meet him on Jingguo Street, you will see that he is just an ordinary fishmonger.

Zhuo Feng, who has never judged people by their appearance, would never have thought that it was him who helped him if he hadn't heard his familiar voice.

All the high-ranking clergy in the continent were instantly reviewed in Zhuo Feng's mind. Except for the seven from the temple and the shrine, the other three... Who was the old man in front of him? Zhuo Feng quickly had the answer in his mind.

Working hard on an isolated island, Jia Jiushan.

"Thank you, Senior Jia, for your generous action." Zhuo Feng first bowed to express his gratitude, and then introduced himself: "I am the third eldest child in my family, and my only name is Feng."

"You don't need to thank me..." Jia Jiushan was not surprised when he saw Zhuo Feng guessing his identity instantly. His eyes fell on the magic weapon in Zhuo Feng's hand: "The Pope appeared in the desert, I was just curious.

I took a look."

"If Qiu Fu knew that you were the third prince of the palace, he would probably try his best to catch you. If you fell into his hands, the palace would be much more passive."

"The Pope has always been biased against the Shrine, so I didn't dare to set up the formation before. I just used some magic... I am lucky to be alive now." Zhuo Feng said and bowed again: "Father mentioned you more than once.

I hope you can take up a position in the shrine."

Straightening up and raising his head, Zhuo Feng continued: "I dare to say one more thing, my father is seriously ill now. If you are free, you'd better go and see him for the last time."

"Although your father and I only met once, we had a very pleasant conversation." Jia Jiushan looked up at the sky and remembered some scenes: "Sometimes, it is better to miss each other than to see each other. This is why I have lived alone on an island all these years."

"We are both old, and meeting each other will only add to the sadness."

"But since you are so sensible, don't worry, I won't let my old friend down. I will go to Jingguo when this matter comes to an end."

"It's just that I don't know when the things here will be finished."

"That's very good. Father will be very happy when he knows this news." Seeing that Jia Jiushan agreed to go to the shrine, Zhuo Feng looked happy: "I estimate that I will have to stay in the wilderness for a while. If you need any help, just tell me.

, I will do whatever I can.”

The old man nodded and looked Zhuo Feng up and down again: "Zhuo Bufan can have a son like you, he is better than me."

"It's not a big deal for me. I just want to go to the temple to settle old scores." After Jia Jiushan finished speaking, he nodded to Zhuo Feng, then turned and left.

Looking at Jia Jiushan's back, Zhuo Feng recalled some past events. Twenty years ago, Jia Jiushan served in the temple, but suddenly left for unknown reasons. Then the current Pope Qiu Fu ascended the throne, but he lived alone on the island. His whereabouts have been known for so many years.

Very few, but now he is back again...

There are rumors in the shrine that he and Qiu Fu were competing for the position of pope. After the failure, he ran away in anger because he did not want to serve under Qiu Fu. As for the inside story, I am afraid only the person involved knows.

Thinking of Qiu Fu... Zhuo Feng felt more confident.

After calming down, he continued to concentrate on setting up the formation. He wanted to hide the pirates and weapons in a blinding way, so that he could catch them by surprise and destroy the pursuers in one fell swoop.

…………

Half an hour later, artillery fire suddenly broke out in the ancient city.

Various heavy weapons such as rocket launchers, anti-tank rocket launchers, and field artillery were fired at Meng Yu with Lin Xiaoxiang's anger. Two hundred people in the guard company were exposed to artillery fire, and they were basically killed or wounded in less than two rounds of artillery fire.

They were completely exhausted, and those three tanks lost their combat effectiveness after just firing a few shots.

Meng Yu hid in the tank, looking through the observation mirror at the pirates who suddenly appeared in front of him. He was a little dizzy from the bombardment and was frightened and annoyed. He couldn't understand that the guard company had already searched half of the ancient city.

I haven't found anyone for hours, so why did these people suddenly appear from the edge of the ancient city?

But now the situation was over, no matter how angry he was, he could only watch helplessly as the pirates reloaded their guns on the seriously injured soldiers.

A tank soldier climbed out of the hatch and tried to fight back with the machine gun on the tank, but was shot dead as soon as his head showed up.

The smell of blood filled the cabin, and Meng Yu's eyes fell on a familiar pirate leader through the observation mirror, the third boss of Blood Wolf, Lin Xiaoxiang.

Next to Lin Xiaoxiang was a young man holding a knife.

And the pirate flag on the other side is...a red moon?

Fell into a trap.

The other party used Qichuan Lin to lure him out. Now it seems that the four genetic mutants sent by the Pei State Military Department were probably ambushed, and maybe all of them were killed... Hong Yue and Xue Lang were so brave, they actually took the risk.

Dahuangzhou came to smuggle arms.

Thinking of this, Meng Yu picked up the gun in his hand and put the muzzle of the gun into his mouth. Just when he was about to swallow the gun and commit suicide, a tank soldier on the side threw him to the ground and took the gun in his hand.

He took it over and said, "Sir, the green hills left behind are not afraid of not having firewood."

Meng Yu felt sad.

The green hills are still there, but...

Many things in ancient and modern times have been left to idle conversation.

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The leader of Red Moon is a middle-aged man named Xu Jinhai, who is just over thirty this year. He has fair skin and a tall and thin body. He does not look like a pirate at all, but like a university teacher.

He sat on a pony and looked at Lin Xiaoxiang with a surprised expression. Lin Xiaoxiang was peeling an apple. Instead of eating it himself, he handed the peeled apple to a young man next to him.

Even the boss of Hongyue, I'm afraid Lin Xiaoxiang wouldn't serve him like this, right? Thinking of this, Xu Jinhai looked at the young man. The young man's sharp eyebrows and starry eyes looked ordinary, but his hair seemed to have been burned by fire and was curled up.

A ball.

Xiaodao was also very warm to this person. He hugged and hugged him as soon as he came. He must be an old acquaintance.

Xiao Dao was standing behind Chu Huan at the moment, looking at Chu Huan, Zhuo Feng and others with furtive eyes. Except for Xue Yue who had a knife, everyone else was empty-handed... Where is the money, where are the gold coins? This... if Chu Huan...

He said he had no money, and started fighting soon... The girl Chu Huan brought over looked like she had a good figure, but she wouldn't be worth much money even if she sold her.

"Shall I take the captured lieutenant general away?" Lin Xiaoxian saw Chu Huan take the peeled apple and handed it to a girl on the side, then picked up another apple and peeled it: "This ship of arms can be sent

you."

"Stop peeling it." Chu Huan picked up an apple from the table and handed one to Xue Yue. Zhuo Feng was very familiar with it, so he had already picked up the apple and started nibbling it when he saw one.

"We will keep this person for future use." Chu Huan took a bite of the apple. He had never eaten fruit when he came here, but he only found it crispy and sweet.

"Okay, I can only sell this person for a good price in my hands. Since you are of use, just keep it." Lin Xiaoxiang didn't care too much. His trip was more about money, so that he could destroy Pei.

The First Company of the Guo Company was already pleasantly surprised. He glanced at Xue Yue, who was holding a knife next to Chu Huan, and then at Xu Jinhai: "Then let's negotiate the price."

"My side has few heavy weapons and more living supplies." Xu Jinhai said, "The fixed price is 120,000 gold coins."

"It's similar here." Lin Xiaoxiang said, "Last time I met with Qi Chuanlin and the others, they asked me to prepare more mines, thinking that if the war lasts for a long time, I would prepare for mine warfare."

"Including daily necessities, I originally wanted the price to be 110,000 gold coins. I had a comfortable battle just now. Now that I have put it all together, you can give me 100,000 gold coins."

After speaking, he glanced at the knife.

Xiaodao stepped forward at this time, wanting to say something, but he looked around. He still didn't know what the relationship between Zhuo Feng and others was with Chu Huan, so he whispered in Chu Huan's ear: "The cost price is 30,000, and the freight is

You have to pay five thousand gold coins in addition to the commission, you kid, don’t try to trick your own people.”

Hearing Xiao Dao's words, Chu Huan smiled. He glanced at Xue Yue and told him an address, asking him and Xiao Dao to take a few of Xue Lang's men to the place where the gold coins were hidden in Qichuan Forest to find the gold coins.

He guessed that the place where Qi Chuan Lin hid the treasure might not have that much money. After all, he had to feed so many people, just in case. He turned to look at Zhuo Feng.

"Brother Feng, do you have money?"

"have."

"how many?"

"How much do you want?"

"Where's the money?"

"This is not simple yet." Zhuo Feng said and looked at Lin Xiaoxiang: "Bring a pen and paper!"

Chu Huan was speechless. The entire continent knew that the palace was rich, but you paid an IOU...

Soon Lin Xiaoxiang ordered someone to bring paper and pen.

I saw Zhuo Feng put the paper on the palm of his left hand, held the pen in his right hand and started drawing with flying colors.

Chu Huan stretched out his head to look and saw that Zhuo Feng had drawn a simple drawing of a shrine on it.

A few strokes outline a high mountain, with an ancient palace on the top of the mountain.

Zhuo Feng took out the jade seal he carried with him and pressed it on the empty space.

Shaking the paper, Zhuo Feng handed it to Lin Xiaoxiang, looking like a lonely master: "With this, you can go to any bank in Jingguo to exchange for 100,000 gold coins, and they will give me face."

Lin Xiaoxiang took the white paper and there were only two words on the seal:

Divine Seal!