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"The Four-Armed Corpse Emperor is on top, uh, no, the false emperor...that's not right either. In short, the God Emperor is on top, I want to go to Terra, not Terra! Don't let me drag you there!"

desert.Endless desert.

It's like the Gobi Desert in old western movies, but with the added despair that movies can never give you.

Yule, who had been wandering in this hellish place for nearly two days, could no longer hold on, and his knees went weak and he knelt on the ground.

He just remembered that he was watching videos at home, and when he got tired, he went to bed.

It was here as soon as I opened my eyes.

A big reality show?dream?Or...really traveled through time?

Just because I'm not only Yunzui, but I'm also using Hate Intelligence to create beautiful pictures of the female version of the Emperor?So Huangpizi got me into trouble?

This is too outrageous!

But looking at the endless desert in front of him, Yule felt that it wasn't that strange.

But even if La Terra is really gone, I can't be thrown into the wasteland!

In this damn place, there is no water or food, and the temperature difference between day and night is terrifying.

To be honest, he was surprised that he could survive without serious problems.

I don’t know if it’s because God is showing mercy or because I’m thirsty and hallucinating.

Several figures suddenly appeared in front of them.

Yule was stunned for a moment, then he was overjoyed and ran towards the front.

Hunger, thirst, and despair were all gone at this moment.

He knew this might be too adventurous.But the scorching heat above his head and his weak body told him that if he delayed any longer, he would really die!

Yu Le ran and shouted loudly, trying to attract the other party's attention.

But as he ran, Yule's expression changed and he suddenly stopped.

The other person raised what appeared to be a gun towards him.

He wasn't sure whether it was a gun or not. The muzzle of the thing was too thick and it felt crudely made.

This thing is more like green leather technology than a military product.

But precisely because of the green-skin technology, Yule really didn’t dare to move.

The other party took out an M4, maybe it was still a toy.But something tinkered with from a few rusty iron pipes...

He thought it would be better not to gamble.

"I didn't mean any harm! I was just thirsty, lost, and so excited to see you guys!"

At the end of the sentence, Yule's voice got stuck.

Because he saw the other person's appearance clearly.

The height is wrong.

Yule is 1.78 meters tall, which is already considered tall.

But the opponent is two meters away.The clothes were too shabby, and the cart he was pulling behind him was not the cart he initially thought.

Rather, it is a suspended thing, full of technology and wasteland style, who knows what!

You won’t really fuck Terra for me, right?

Yu Le felt cold all over.

The people, or humanoids, across from him were also sizing him up.

As he got closer, he could see more details:

The "clothes" on their bodies were not so much clothing as armor pieced together from unknown animal skins and scrap metal pieces.There are still blue stripes on the exposed skin, whether it's painted on or whether it's already there.

In short, a standard wastelander.

The only thing that made Yu Le happy was that at least the other person looked like a human being.

Although he looks rough, his face looks like a human being, not a green-skinned thing.

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