Evolved From Polluting the World

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The order was broken, the most critical livestock system was cancelled, and the "law code" poured out the light of reason because of the complete collapse of the rules, although it was taken away by Qiao Xun shortly after it appeared. But, more important than this, the "lock" of the livestock was opened, and the "lock" that was used to cut off their ascension to the gods' long step was broken.

For example, the newly-born livestock possessed the power to resist, coupled with the integration of "Doctor" Gu Shengrong's will, so they completely lost their minds and furiously took revenge on the carriage that oppressed them.

Some people do damage, and naturally some people want to stay away from this sinful and disgusting place.

They desperately ran in the direction of the rail elevator.

Stepping on the elevator and leaving here forever has become an uncontrollable thought for them at the moment. During the run, this idea gradually became persistent, even stubborn, because of the painful memories. They don't care about anything, they just want to get away from this place.

Gallagher, the first assistant, has been waiting here for a long time.

She always remembered Qiao Xun's words from beginning to end.

In any case, don't let the second car thing get out of the second car.

She ruthlessly reprimanded all the domestic animals who tried to get on the rail elevator and leave,

"You are challenging the majesty of the train. If you want to survive, you'd better stop immediately! Wet rats in the sewers!"

How can the domestic animals who have been integrated will manage these things and break through desperately.

Gallagher doesn't care whether they live or die, pouring out runic energy angrily. With her fifth-order talent, she brazenly expressed the majesty of a deacon.

"Breaking the Great Wall", her main advanced talent, fell into the passage.

Those tall, silver-blue city walls piled up with runic energy stood across the passage from the carriages to the rail elevator station.

Gallagher was at the top, and she should be wearing armor, so she'd be a female general.

The livestock slammed into the rune wall. Everywhere they hit, a piece of rune energy shattered. The rune energy after the shattering is extraordinarily violent and uncontrollable, like a bomb, banging one by one.

The release of energy caused the temperature here to rise sharply, and the air pressure jumped repeatedly.

Soon, the dense rune energy was violent, causing a small-scale energy riot here.

One after another livestock became fragments in the riot, and some even had no fragments and turned into annihilation powder.

Of course, there is no shortage of those fourth-order evolutionaries, stepping on the corpses of others, rushing to the city wall, only one step away from the site.

Gallagher, the deacon, is the biggest obstacle in the distance.

Facts have proved that she can be a frightened female assistant hiding behind the canon, or she can be a gatekeeper standing on the city wall.

Anyone who tried to cross the line was torn to shreds by her.

These methods of dealing with livestock were learned in the first three years of her boarding the train.

The train has special instructors to teach them fighting skills and killing skills.

There are no blood splatters and visceral squirts, as those things evaporated under the raging runic energy.

The thick **** smell was preserved, floating in the air everywhere.

It was probably the smell that woke the livestock up, or maybe Gu Shengrong's will to integrate was over.

They finally felt terrified that Gallagher standing on the "Break the Great Wall" was a murderer without blinking an eye.

They had no guts and risked death by trying to get past her.

fear,

stop,

Back off.

Until that "lock" landed in their Ascension Long Rank again, locking all the talents after the first rank. The uprisings, rebellions and self-seeking of the livestock have finally come to an end.

They are going to return to their dark life and accept the punishment of being eliminated by the dystopian temperament of the train.

Gallagher looked at the messy second carriage and whispered:

"It's all over."

This time, all the managers in the second compartment were inevitably punished.

In this way, the factory was also destroyed, the building collapsed in the raging fire, the road was lifted up, and the castle was demolished.

It's all over.

The performance is gone, the promotion is gone, and I will probably be demoted. I still have to stay in this lower compartment until I don't know when...

Gallagher lifted the "Break the Great Wall" and sat on the steps, his hair and clothes were covered with dust, and a dim light shook from his light-colored pupils.

The only thing that has been accomplished is the task of Chief Abbott... Guard the rail elevator station.

That's right, Commander Abbott! Gallagher was startled,

Commander Abbott is still in danger.

She strode to the castle.

Anyway, there is nothing left, at least, to protect Mr. Dianchang.

Gallagher felt vague about her willingness to actively protect Mr. Chief. If she had to say why, it was probably because she could not ignore Mr. Chief's mysterious temperament. Under this mysterious temperament, Mr. Dianchang's previous humiliation to her seemed so gentle.

She ran to the castle, pushed open the gate, and hurriedly shouted:

"Mr. Chief!"

In the castle, there was no voice from the commander Abbott. There was only a negotiating table, Song Yuanxia, ​​who was lying next to him and was dying, and a signed treaty.

"Master Albert!"

Gallagher cried out,

No one responded to her.

…

The dimly lit room was not big, even a bit crowded, for a train conductor. The heavy curtains were not fully closed, revealing a little gap, and the morning light came in from outside.

The light beam under the Tyndall effect seems to give people a feeling of vigor, but, standing here, Qiao Xun can only feel a strong decay. That kind of feeling that everything seemed to wither, filled like a mist, making his spirit a little wet.

Agnes sat on the sofa. The only beam of light in the room was above her head. Taking advantage of the dim light, Qiao Xun could see her face clearly.

White, bloodless white. The lips are full of sickness. A lifeless face, only those eyes are very gratifying. Dark sapphire, lakes in forests, oceans in fantasy worlds, blue glaze under the stars... any description can be used.

There was probably a fantasy in those eyes.

The long blond hair looked very lazy, and fell messily on the cheeks, ears, neck, and collarbone.

The black, white lace-trimmed full-length dress seemed dusty and stale. She seemed to be crawling out of the dust. Everything is full of quaint and outdated atmosphere, even decayed.

Only, those eyes that were like a fantasy world were not stained with a trace of dust.

Qiao Xun looked a little fascinated.

He liked those eyes so much. Almost flooded with appropriation ideas.

Agnes Jean Hibernian, the third conductor of the Sea Train, an eighteen-year-old girl.

No, she was definitely not a girl, and definitely not eighteen.

There was a faint arc at the corner of Agnes' mouth, he picked up a cup of red liquid from the coffee table in front of him, and took a sip.

"Is that blood?" Qiao Xun couldn't help asking.

Agnes said sarcastically:

"Films and literary works probably did give humans this lingering stereotype of vampires."

"Sorry. Well, what the **** is that?"

Agnes tapped the coffee table with his fingers and said softly:

"Did you try it?"

She pushed the cup towards Qiao Xun and said:

"I don't mind your saliva getting into it."

Qiao Xun was silent for a moment,

"That's fine. I kind of mind your slobber."

Agniston took a moment, smiled and said:

"What a vicious little boy."

"Sorry, you look younger than me."

"I have seen with my own eyes that your country has gone from prosperity to decline, and from decline to prosperity."

Agnes sat upright and graceful on the sofa and said these words as if he said "I had a glass of milk this morning".

Qiao Xun paused,

"Vampires... Is there really such a race? Then, after being bitten, will they also become vampires?"

Agnes asked:

"Would you like to verify it yourself?"

"No, there should be bacteria on the teeth, and it's not good if they get infected."

Agnes's hand trembled slightly as he held the foot of the cup. She looked at Qiao Xun and said:

"You look like a human being, but you don't say a word of human beings."

"Is it possible to say it with Abbott's face, so that it does not violate the peace? The Lord Agnes probably also judges people by their appearance."

Agnes looked at Qiao Xun motionless,

"Maybe, my size and weak temperament make you think I'm easy to bully."

As she spoke, strands of blood emerged out of thin air, climbed onto Qiao Xun's body, and locked his lifeline.

A blood thread drilled through his chest and wrapped around his heart.

Qiao Xun clearly felt that the line of death was in front of him.

"Lord Agnes, I didn't mean to offend you. It's because I just got rid of my disguise and my consciousness is still under the influence of Abbott. Abbott is a guy with a bad mind. He offended you, not me. It has nothing to do with me. ."

Qiao Xun looked at Agnes sincerely.

Agnes' eyelids sank slightly, and after looking at him for a moment, he withdrew all the blood lines, and then said:

"That fat man is really disgusting. I said, Yihong's taste is not so perverted."

Qiao Xun breathed a sigh of relief.

The temptation of Agnes' temperament has achieved preliminary results, and it can be regarded as knowing the emotional boundaries she shows. While the tentative approach is a bit risky, the rewards are worth it.

Talking to a demigod, it's so important to figure this out.

Be yourself again, make Qiao Xun feel refreshed, and no longer need to be in the Abbott case.

Qiao Xun said sincerely:

"Thank you for helping me out, Lord Agnes."

"Thank you? No, do you know what you did? The second carriage in the livestock area is now completely destroyed. You, the chief officer, have contributed a lot. Also, you, an outsider, killed the train members. ."

Joe Tour said:

"No matter what I do, you have to thank you for helping me out."

"I just want to punish you myself."

Qiao Xun remembered her previous words and said:

"But, didn't you say that we are friends?"

Agnes smiled slightly,

"I am a person with a clear distinction between public and private. As a supervisor, the orderly dumping of the carriages, according to the regulations, you should act as the wheel bearing of the train for a year. As an outsider, killing the train members is unforgivable, and you should be steamed dry in your body. energy as fuel for the train.”

Qiao Xun's heart tightened.

According to his calculations, the second carriage will not become so serious at all. The problem was that he didn't expect Song Yuanxia to be able to decipher a demigod. This is too extraordinary.

But this is the end of the matter, the disguise has been seen through, and the excuse is meaningless.

He says:

"If you really want to punish me like this, you probably won't give me a chance to interview, Lord Agnes."

Agnes looked at Qiao Xun and tilted his head slightly.

"It depends on your worth. First of all, your name, don't lie to me, I hate cheating the most."

"Joe tour."

"age."

"Twenty-five... oh no, twenty-six."

He also slept for a year.

"gender."

Qiao Xun paused,

"Why make it the same as a household survey? Besides, it's not very obvious?"

Agnes spread his hands and said,

"How do I know if you're a real man, or a woman who looks like a man?"

"You can tell by looking at my Adam's apple."

"What if it's a tumor?"

"Tumors don't grow like this!"

Agnes widened his eyes.

"Do not talk nonsense!"

Qiao Xun felt confused. What does this immortal mean? make fun of me? He says:

"male."

"Is he a virgin?"

Qiao Xun held his breath, and then asked again:

"Why ask this?!"

Agnes said:

"curious."

"…Lord Agnes, isn't this a bit out of character for you? You've lived for hundreds of years, a demigod, or a train conductor. Are these questions too childish? Don't make yourself real Only eighteen years old. At the very least, you should have some dignity as a demigod."

Qiao Xun completely felt the oppression that a demigod should have in her.

Compared with the king of spades and "red", she is simply... outrageous! Destroyed Qiao Xun's expectations for the demigods.

Agnes frowned and said:

"What does this have to do with age? Does a five-hundred-year-old person have to show a dignified look of indifference to everything? Or, do you think five-hundred-year-old girls can't wear skirts and eat sour candy? Is that right? If you want me to boss you around and look at you like a great-grandson, will you be satisfied? Is it possible that you are driven by oppression and can bring you pleasure? Are you a patient in Stockholm?"

Old girl... how did you come up with this statement! Qiao Xun retorted,

"I didn't say that to you, you made up your mind. Also, please don't change the subject."

"Then answer me, are you a virgin!"

Qiao Xun couldn't understand why someone would ask such a question so naturally.

He had an inexplicable feeling of being spied on while taking a bath, and he had to endure the feeling of being spied on or even photographed.

"No. UU reading www.uukanshu.com I am an excellent young man, and it is a normal thing to have a lover."

Agnes clicked his tongue twice,

"Then I really feel sorry for your lover. You don't have the slightest hint of love in you. You don't love her at all, or them. Joe Xun, you're a born selfish kind."

Qiao Xun paused. The purpose of her question was to understand this?

Agnes then laughed,

"But that's good, at least it shows that you can indeed be my friend."

"But, why? Your Excellency Agnes is a demigod, why do you need to have an intersection with a fifth-order evolutionary like me."

"You have the smell of fatalism. Yihong is your enemy. Yihong is also my enemy. Qiao Xun, don't you want to get rid of the shackles of fatalism?"

Agnes followed suit, with waves in his eyes.