Global Weird: I Can Simulate In Advance

Falling in love with youkanshu.com, the world is weird: I can simulate in advance

After the second simulation, Li Guanqi cried for a long time, unwilling to accept the reality.

But the reality is that.

Whether you accept it or not, it has already happened.

Right now, Li Guanqi just wants to find a shelter for Guanmeng, at least, at least, as an unfilial son, he has to kneel before his parents' grave...

"you."

Li Guanqi slowly turned around and looked at the half-blooded body on the ground.

"?!"

Feng Yao and Li Guanqi's indifferent blue eyes met, their bodies trembled and their faces turned pale.

He clearly felt the high-level suppression from different blood!

"In a hundred years, what happened to the alien-blooded superhumans of the new era?"

Li Guanqi slowly walked in front of Feng Yao, looking down at this new apocalyptic human with only half of his body left, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Your sensitivity to alien blood is even stronger than that of the aborigines in the strange world.

I have restrained my breath, but the alien blood in your body can still feel the power of the alien blood in my body, and even made a resonance response between the alien blood...

and this……"

Li Guanqi stretched out his hand and grabbed the white light ball floating in front of Feng Yao, a little puzzled.

This white ball of light is the reward given to him by the simulator, and it is the "map" leading to the Dreaming Sanctuary.

In the wilderness, he followed the guidance of the ball of light and ran all the way to this point.

Due to the guidance of the ball of light, he came completely along the shortest straight-line distance.

For the first simulation, it took Li Guanqi ten days to find the right way.

And now, with the ball of light, it only took him half a day to arrive at his hometown - Rain City!

However.

The ball of light arrived at Rain City, but at this moment, it was suspended in front of this one-level alien-blood superhuman, not leaving.

So... the next route information and intelligence need to be obtained from this person's mouth?

"what's your name?"

"Feng, Feng Yao."

"Drink it."

Li Guanqi forced a drop of his own blood from his fingertips and sprinkled it into the mouth of the half-dead Feng Yao.

And Feng Yao did not resist.

As a metahuman superhuman at the level of one yuan, after drinking Li Guanqi's powerful blood, his lower body grew out almost instantly. Not only was his injury intact, but even his own breath increased a bit.

"Thank you, thank you!"

Feng Yao hurriedly knelt on the ground and kowtowed several times at Li Guanqi.

"stop."

Li Guanqi frowned.

"Yes Yes!"

Feng Yao's body trembled and he stopped kowtowing, but he also knelt on the ground with his forehead pressed against the ground, not daring to look directly at Li Guanqi.

After 30 years in the wasteland, this man clearly understands a truth.

——Some strong people don’t like to be stared at by weak people.

A little disrespect is death.

And those good-tempered people who don't care about superiors and inferiors will not lose a piece of meat even if they kneel down.

In the wasteland world, you can live longer if you stay steady.

"tell me."

Li Guanqi looked down at Feng Yao, who was kneeling on the ground, shivering, and said calmly, "What is the situation in this era?"

"When exactly did the end times appear?"

"Why can't human technology resist?"

"How did these alien-blooded zombies break out?"

"Also, this is the City of Rain, and not far from the city is the world's first extraordinary university, and other cities don't matter, why does this place fall?"

"And... forget it."

Li Guanqi shook his head, "I have a lot of questions, and I can't finish them in a while."

"Take me to the camp of you survivors and tell me everything."

"Camp?"

Feng Yao was stunned for a moment, then reacted, "I, I'll take you back to the Ziye tribe right now, just outside the city, come with me..."

"Just point in a direction."

Li Guanqi grabbed his shoulder with his left hand and directly lifted the man who was more than 1.8 meters tall. Then, he made a gesture with his right hand and used his lv.49 spiritual power to use his full power to use the wind control technique. In an instant, it turned into a gust of wind and shot straight into the sky.

"Hey wait! My knife! And my water! Those hiking bags are full of water!"

However, Feng Yao looked at the ruins of the convenience store below and shouted anxiously.

"Shhhhhhh!"

Li Guanqi's fingers slightly hooked, and a few gusts of wind flew out, sweeping away the wreckage of the ruined convenience store, and rolled up the Modao and seven mountaineering bags, supported by the breeze, and floated beside him.

And then.

Li Guanqi no longer kept it, his spiritual power exploded, and his whole body turned into a turbulent storm, swiftly passing through the sky above the ruins of the entire Rain City at an astonishing speed far exceeding that of an airplane!

……

……

"This is the Purple Leaf Tribe you said? Purple leaves, no wonder they are called Purple Leaf, but... this is your tribe? Are you sure?"

After a few minutes.

Li Guanqi dissipated the gust of wind, grabbed Feng Yao, and landed in a strange purple-black forest.

He first glanced at the dark cave in the distance, and then looked at Feng Yao beside him in surprise.

In the simulator situation, shouldn't this guy be from the Minghua tribe?

"Uh...not mine."

Feng Yao held the Mo Dao in his right hand and stood beside the seven huge mountaineering bags filled with water bottles. His eyes were complicated, as if he remembered some bad memories.

"I have been with the Minghua tribe before, but I just went out with the team to collect supplies a month ago, and was hunted down by the zombie army.

I got separated from the team, and then I wanted to break out of the siege, but I couldn't tell the direction, so I killed, hid, and hid.

After fleeing all the way in the wilderness, after hiding and hiding for more than ten days, I felt that there were fewer and fewer zombies, or even disappeared.

I just found out that zombies dare not enter this area.

I know there must be a problem here, but there is no way, either come in or be eaten by zombies, I can only choose to continue to come in.

After coming in, I quickly followed some human footprints and found this Purple Leaf Tribe. I can only be regarded as a temporary outsider.

Forehead……"

Speaking of which, Feng Yao's expression changed slightly, he looked left and right, with a worried look on his face, "Speaking of which, no zombies dared to approach in that city block just now, I thought it was some kind of paradise on earth.

It turned out that the truth was the domain of a zombie king, so the zombies in the vicinity did not dare to enter. Then, is it possible for this purple leaf tribe? ! "

"The Zombie King?"

Li Guanqi's eyes were still calm, "It's just a zombie that is comparable to the third-level body refining realm, and it can only barely reach the edge of the third-level level. Feng Yao, the strongest you've ever heard of... Well, forget it."

He shook his head, "I have too many questions to ask, let's ask them together later."

"I must know everything, boss, please come here!"

Feng Yao hurriedly tied the seven mountaineering bags on the ground with ropes, then carried them all up, and then began to lead the way towards the dark cave ahead.

"Boss, this way."

Feng Yao carried a mountaineering bag on his back, and stumbled around in the dark and intertwined cave for a while, and kept heading towards the depths of the cave.

It seems that the true location of this Purple Leaf Tribe is in a more hidden location in the cave.

"Grass, I almost forgot. If you don't wipe it off, it will corrode."

As he was walking, Feng Yao suddenly muttered something, then took out a white towel from one of the mountaineering bags, and wiped his sword while walking.

soon.

The white towel in his hand turned blood red.

The Mo knife in his hand became clean and tidy again, the silver-white blade was not stained with dust, and the tip of the blade glowed with a cold light.

"Second-order magic weapon."

Li Guanqi glanced at it, "Your knife... is a bit interesting."

A hundred years ago, Lin Xianbai once told him about the magic tool assembly line factory, and he didn't know what scale it became.

"It's alright, hehe."

Feng Yao smiled, "I snatched this from a spiritual research institute in a ruined city two years ago. If it wasn't for it, I would have died... um."

Saying that, the smile on his face was a little stiff.

"rest assured."

Li Guanqi didn't have to guess to know what he was worried about, "I don't like your stuff."

"Yes, yes, of course, after all, boss, you can kick the zombie king with one kick."

Feng Yao suddenly smiled.

"So, what is the Institute of Spiritual Power?" Li Guanqi asked.

"I'm not too sure either."

Feng Yao shook his head and said with emotion: "I don't understand what the piles of equipment are doing, I knew it was a big building, and the words 'Spiritual Research Institute' were written on the door outside.

At that time, I was following the pioneering team of the Minghua tribe. I went in and strolled around. There were a bunch of alien-blooded zombies. I almost died inside. Fortunately, I took out this knife before I left, and it was worth it. "

Li Guanqi frowned slightly.

This guy doesn't look like a big man, why does the guiding light ball hover in front of this man?

What exactly does he want to learn from this person?

Is it just the route to the Minghua tribe? And the intelligence of the current world?

Or something else?

Forget it, let's ask again later.

"Feng Yao, go faster."

"Yes!"

After picking up the pace.

About two minutes.

Li Guanqi finally followed Feng Yao's footsteps and came to the real place of the Ziye tribe.

This is an empty underground world.

However, Li Guanqi took a moment... no, not a moment.

He was sluggish for half a minute, not thinking how to describe this tribe.

I saw that in the empty cave, there were many rough houses built of wood and stone next to each other, there were more than 30 houses in total.

But they are all very primitive "matchbox" houses.

That is, the stone house in the center looks a bit like, barely made a two-story structure.

And beside the house, there are many men and women wearing animal skins and animal hair clothes, some are chatting, some are doing laundry, and there are about seventy or eighty people who stay outside the house alone.

Then it seems that it is mealtime now, and many women are cooking.

But here's the outrageous point.

Human tribes in the depths of the cave, rough houses, animal skin clothes, look like a group of primitive people.

However, it is these "primitives" who are actually using various high-tech equipment!

It is clearly deep in the cave, but this tribe is not dark.

Because one street lamp after another, stands in various positions of the tribe, and the soft white light is emitted from the bulb, providing illumination for the entire tribe.

Then, the group of women wearing animal skins were actually cooking vegetables on a large silver-white "induction cooker".

It is said that it is an induction cooker, but it is only because of its appearance.

In fact, the induction cooker had no base equipment for heating the induction cooker at all. It was just a simple pot, placed on a slate, but the body of the pot had a high temperature, constantly heating the ingredients in the pot.

But this street light and induction cooker are not the most outrageous.

The most outrageous thing is... in the Tribal Square, there are more than a dozen teenagers with naked upper bodies and a skin of animals around their lower bodies.

Yes, holographic projection.

It was a silver-white steel ball, which was placed on the ground and shot out a light blue holographic projection. The picture was a man in military uniform who was practicing swordsmanship. The children of the tribe followed the projection to learn swordsmanship.

"..."

When Li Guanqi saw this scene, his eyes were complicated.

This is the new human in the wasteland period?

Although it has returned to the primitive society in all aspects, it still has the benefits of a technological society. It can also fish out piece after piece of technological equipment from the ruins of the city, forming a wonderful combination of "high-tech" and "primitive".

Of course this tribe has no electricity.

And Li Guanqi also saw at a glance that those street lamps, iron pots, holographic projection steel balls, etc., were not powered by electricity.

It is spiritual power.

The energy source of those technological devices is the spiritual power in the air.

In other words, those things are all psychic devices, just like solar energy devices, they only need solar energy to work... Of course, they are psychic devices and only need psychic energy.

And spiritual power does not need to wait for the day.

In this day and age, spiritual power is everywhere.

"Feng Yao!"

At this time.

In the tribal house, seven or eight big men wearing animal skin armor, surrounded the middle-aged man in the middle, and slowly walked towards Li Guanqi and Feng Yao.

The middle-aged man was wearing a heavy gray bearskin armor, carrying a machete, a scar on his face, and a dignified expression.

[Mono-level alien blood superhuman]

Li Guanqi looked at the big men next to the scarred man again.

In addition to him, there are two other superhumans with abnormal blood.

It seems that this scarred man is the leader of the Purple Leaf Tribe.

"Feng Yao."

The Scarred Man walked up to Li Guanqi and Feng Yao, glanced at Li Guanqi with a frown, and then looked at Feng Yao with an ugly expression, "Where are my six clansmen?"

"Is it interesting to ask knowingly?"

Feng Yao's face was also a little gloomy, "You know the answer, do you want me to say it?"

"Woooo!"

As soon as these words came out, a young woman in the tribe's crowd suddenly burst into tears. She leaned on the shoulders of the woman beside her and cried with grief.

Besides her, several other women could not help crying.

"Mommy mommy."

A little girl about three or four years old gently tugged at the corner of the crying woman's clothes and blinked her big eyes ignorantly, "What are you crying for? And what about Dad? Didn't you say that when Uncle Feng Yao came back? , is Dad coming back too?"

"Uuuu..."

The woman didn't know how to answer, let alone how to tell her little daughter this cruel reality, so she just squatted down, hugged her daughter and cried in grief.

"..."

Seeing this scene, Li Guanqi's eyes flashed a bit of unbearable color.

Is he late?

Yes and no.

He followed the guiding light ball, and when he went to that block, the first thing he saw was Feng Yao being cut in two by a third-order zombie.

Those six tribesmen are long dead.

And it's not a matter of going early or going late at all.

At this moment, people all over the world are being slaughtered by monsters. How can he save them? One by one to save, Superman can not save.

As long as the world is still a wasteland, as long as this era is still dominated by monsters, this kind of thing will never disappear.

There is only one way.

Lead the rise of mankind and slay through this apocalyptic wasteland!

Thinking of this, Li Guanqi raised his right hand subconsciously and touched the space necklace around his neck, his eyes solemn.

There are medicinal herb seeds for the blood potion.

However, now that the apocalypse has come, and the social order has clearly collapsed, without the support of a country's scientific research, can he still transplant the raw materials for refining alien blood potions into reality?

Moreover, in today's wasteland apocalypse, this indescribable environmental condition can really still be planted normally?

Hard to say, hard to do.

"...How did they die?"

Zhang Shang, the leader of the Purple Leaf Tribe, asked in a hoarse voice after being silent for a while.

"It's a plant monster."

Feng Yao said solemnly, "We met a cannibal monster, and all six of them entered the belly of the vine monster..."

"how about you?!"

The scarred man was instantly furious, and before Feng Yao could finish his words, he grabbed Feng Yao's collar and roared, "They are all dead, so how the **** did you come back alive?!"

"Grass!"

With a grim face, Feng Yao raised his finger and pointed at his bare lower body, "Didn't you see that the lower half of Lao Tzu's clothes are gone? I have lost half of me! I almost can't come back!"

"Um?"

Seeing this scene, Li Guanqi was a little puzzled.

its not right.

The Scarred Man's attitude was wrong.

He is such a strong man standing here, even if the man with scars has the backbone, he won't kneel directly like Feng Yao, then he shouldn't ignore him from beginning to end.

Unless, the scarred man doesn't even know that he is a strong man.

It's true that Li Guanqi was using "Functioning Technique", but he had been opening it before.

But Feng Yao could still feel it.

Previously in the ruins of Yucheng, when Feng Yao faced him, the abnormal blood in his body would resonate, causing Feng Yao to feel fear and awe - this was not because he killed the zombie king in front of Feng Yao, Li Guanqi "Seeing" is not Feng Yao's own subjective emotions.

It is different blood.

When Li Guanqi first met Feng Yao, he could clearly find that the alien blood in Feng Yao's body was afraid, and he was afraid of the powerful alien blood in his body.

And Feng Yao himself could feel the fear of alien blood in his body.

And this scarred man is like the aborigines of the strange world, he is not so sensitive to the abnormal blood in his body, and he can't perceive the power of the alien blood in Li Guanqi's body at all.

Scar Man is different from Feng Yao.

The special person is Feng Yao.

Is it a supernatural effect?

Or is the ritual of adding alien blood different?

"Alright, Zhang Shang, have you **** enough?"

At this time, Feng Yao finally shook off Zhang Shang's hands that were holding his collar~www.wuxiamtl.com~ and said solemnly: "Where is the city? It's a **** forbidden area for life! Go to the ruins of the city to collect Supplies are inherently very risky, it is normal for dead people, I told you when I went out."

"That's six people!"

Zhang Shang roared, "What do you want their family to do?!"

"what can I do?"

Feng Yao looked displeased, "Are you going to lose your life? Ah?! Also, this is your tribe. The six of them worked for the tribe and died. Isn't it you who should be responsible for their family?"

"...What about him?!"

Zhang Shang, the man with scars, had an ugly face, and obviously wanted to have a seizure, but he was a little concerned about Li Guanqi beside him.

This man with a scar called Zhang Shang's gaze stopped on Li Guanqi's white hair and blue eyes for a while, and said with some fear, "Friend, where are you from?"

Obviously, this scarred man can be the leader of the tribe, but he is not a fool.

At least you know the superficial truth of "Those who are different from ordinary people should not be underestimated".

"Your name is Zhang Shang?"

Li Guanqi said directly: "You, you and Feng Yao, I have a lot of things to ask you two, find me a quiet place... No, just here."

Li Guanqi looked around and looked at the dozens of clansmen of the Ziye tribe, "The question I will ask later, if anyone knows more, please tell me, I will not treat you badly."

"Hey! Friend!"

However, Zhang Shang seemed very unhappy with Li Guanqi's imperative tone.

"Be careful, this is the Purple Leaf Tribe, my territory!"