Wasteland Development Diary.

Chapter 305: Draw again!
Zhou Yi looked at the puppet next to him with a strange look in his eyes without any hesitation.

Confrontation for a moment.

The puppet slowly turned its face to face forward: "To be honest, before I said that just now, I did think about it."

"If I consume this body of mine, and all the puppets on this ship self-destruct, will that cause you fatal damage? In this way, I can annex the entire Development League region."

“But that’s probably not possible.”

"What happens next will be endless trouble."

"So this thought only appeared for a moment..."

Its wooden eyeballs moved, observing Zhou Yi with a squint.

Zhou Yi said: "Don't talk nonsense."

"..."

The other party was stunned for a moment: "Few people dare to talk to me like this."

"I don't like it when my people are fighting hard in the front and someone is holding them back."

Zhou Yi said coldly.

He has now integrated into the wasteland order. As long as he continues to become stronger, his environment, treatment and opportunities will get better and better.

If a real fight breaks out, he won't be afraid.

Zhou Yi is now more concerned about the battle situation ahead.

Yuan Xiao had now switched to a monster form, with white hair all over his body and a huge red lens in the middle - Zhou Yi thought it was a big eyeball, but in fact it was a special semi-solidified structure formed by the convergence of all the body fluids in Yuan Xiao's body. This could concentrate all the power in the body and release it instantly, so the human form was actually not suitable for combat.

As the "death transformation" unfolded, local distortions appeared around the Angel of Death.

The large sashimi man also revealed his true form at this time.

It was completely black, like a three-meter-tall human, with long arms and legs, a pointed head, and a body covered with dense spikes. Those spikes were long and thin, giving people a feeling of being pierced by thousands of arrows, like a combination of a sea urchin and a human.

Zhou Yixin said, no wonder he is called Sashimi Man.

The beast-shaped Yuanxiao continued to move closer to the Sashimi Man, as if it was in slow motion. Ripples emanated from around the Sashimi Man, and this strange force field made Yuanxiao sink into the mire.

The white hair on the angel of death is gradually drying, breaking and falling off, but new white hair is growing and regenerating.

The blood-red lens at its core was constantly vibrating and shaking, as if under tremendous pressure.

The sashimi man's behavior at this time was a bit strange towards the outsider approaching.

Its two hands - if you could consider them as hands - were stretching upwards, but the movements were very, very slow.

Like swimming... or raising your hands in surrender?
Is it an illusion?

Zhou Yi frowned and couldn't help asking the man next to him, "What is the origin of the sashimi man?"

"Who knows."

The puppet's head turned. "The most common theory about them is that they are life forms from another world."

"Because they are unable to talk or communicate, and their behavior does not reveal any purpose. Although they possess extremely strong abilities and strength, they have no desire to reproduce, no need to seize resources, and even no desire to attack..."

"This is a life that cannot be defeated, understood, or described."

Zhou Yi asked: "Is it possible that it is a human being that has undergone some kind of mutation or transformation?"

"Human? Indeed, its appearance is somewhat similar to that of humans, so it is called Sashimi-jin. But it is just a superficial appearance. I would rather believe that they are another kind of human life from another world."

Mieding Gong said: "But this time, we just need to drive it back. It seems that relying on the Angel of Death alone is a bit difficult, so I will come to help."

As it spoke, its body split to the left and right, and it reached out and pulled out a pitchfork from its body.

Miedinggong waved his pitchfork and said, "Go ahead and create some trouble for the sashimi man."

Then several puppets that looked like children ran out of the cabin. They got into the cannon barrels on the ship and were shot out one by one, heading straight for the area where the assassins were.

Flying into the ripples of the sashimi man, these child dolls exploded one by one, and colorful ribbons popped out of their bodies.

Although these ribbons were solidified in place, they formed a strange interference with each other, causing the surrounding ripples to be locally pulled and intermittent.

"The sashimi man is too strong, and the energy block can only be maintained for a short time."

Miedinggong's tone was full of regret: "It is impossible to enter deeper areas."

Zhou Yi also turned on the radio and tuned it to channel 5.

Target, Sashimi.

The result was total silence.

Just like the sashimi man himself didn't send any signal.

Zhou Yi looked to the side: "Come closer."

Miedinggong did not answer, but the boat began to move further towards the location of the sashimi man, but stopped after about 50 meters.

"We can't get close, it's too dangerous." said Mieding Gong.

This distance is enough.

Zhou Yi said silently in his heart: "Mic Boss, catch the sashimi man."

"Yes."

After a while.

Mai Ba replied: "Chairman, it is empty inside. No continuous consciousness was found."

An empty shell?

Zhou Yi was stunned.

In other words, the Sashimi Man is not an intelligent life form, but a device or a prop.

Not only can it store items, it also has powerful self-protection capabilities. After being opened once, it will enter a stronger second stage... The technology that can create such a thing is definitely not wasteland technology.

Considering that the technology tree of the Celestials is an assembly, they are developed based on their own gem structure in various ways.

Then it can be basically confirmed that the Sashimi Man is a special container created by another civilization.

Since it is a prop.

Zhou Yi's mind suddenly became active.

Is there a way to capture it in its entirety?
While thinking.

Zhou Yi suddenly discovered that Yuanxiao was only about two meters away from the man trying to kill him.

But when she was so close, she seemed to be in great pain. A lot of her white hair was breaking and falling off quickly, white smoke was rising from her body, and her lens was cracked and dried up.

This situation seems a bit dangerous.

You have to take the stage yourself.

Zhou Yi took out the light storage box he carried with him and inhaled the light.

Bai Suanni, give me some more!

This time, he absorbed all the 45 light seeds he brought in one breath, adding points to his health points, directly increasing his own life by 450 million points.

Zhou Yi slowly opened his eyes: "I'm coming over, wait for my signal and get ready to pick you up."

"Okay." Miedinggong nodded.

Then Zhou Yi jumped off the boat and approached the target.

After walking less than ten steps forward, he already felt the pressure.
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Life decay has begun.

After walking another ten steps forward, the invisible repulsive force had become tangible, and each step forward was extremely difficult.

Life decay is further increased.
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……

When they arrived at the cliff where the sashimi man was, they were less than twenty meters apart, but his life decay had already become -100 per second. To the last ten meters, it was already -1000 per second.

Simply put, there are only 75 minutes left. If we fail, all 45 light seeds will be wasted.

What Zhou Yi didn't expect was that when he was only one step away from the sashimi man, Yuanxiao actually fell behind him.

what's going on?
He grabbed the white hair of the angel of death and started to synchronize his consciousness.

Yuan Xiao was shocked: "Chairman, how come you don't feel any pressure at all?"

"Your body isn't damaged by this high pressure?"

"What's going on with your body..."

Zhou Yi understood immediately.

Bai Suanni made great contributions.

"You retreat first, I'll handle it."

"Okay... I'm sorry, I'm too weak to help."

The angel of death retreated quickly.

Zhou Yi focused his attention on what was in front of him.

The human-shaped sea urchin-like Sashimi Man stands quietly on the cliff, its body slowly stretching and swaying with the air currents of the Dead Sea, looking like it is doing a super slow version of health exercises.

If you look closely, you can see that the surface of the sashimi body has a muscle-like outline, but it lacks reproductive organs.

Its creator must have intentionally created it in humanoid form.

Zhou Yi moved his hand closer to its long thorns.

The whole process took ten minutes.

The moment his fingers touched the spikes, Zhou Yi's consciousness was in sync.

However, just as Mai Ba judged, this communication fell on deaf ears and there was indeed nothing in it.

Zhou Yi suddenly realized there was a problem.

Without Poseidon, there is no way to transform the spark of life.

However, if the Poseidon is to be sent to such a close distance, I am afraid that this repulsive force alone is enough to destroy it into pieces.

The more realistic question is how to get the treasure from the sashimi man.

Zhou Yi fell into deep thought.

The manufacturer must have considered this, there must be some mechanism, is it just forcibly breaking it apart? Is it really like taking apart a sea urchin?
Just as he was thinking about whether to give the humanoid prop Bang Bang a couple of punches, the sashimi man's body suddenly split vertically in the middle, as if his chest and stomach were ripped open.

There is a ball of light inside.

It seems that as long as you touch it, you are eligible to take the treasure.

Zhou Yi tried to put his right hand into the ball of light.

He felt like he was grabbing something, and his hand was immediately squeezed out.

He fixed his eyes.

In his hand was a piece of dried brown clay tablet.

There is a small round dot engraved on the clay tablet, and next to it is a huge bipedal monster, with a huge head with a long neck stretched out, gnawing at the dot. The painting style is wild and the brushstrokes are abstract.

Gone.

From a vigilant perspective, this clay tablet is equally unremarkable.

There was no energy reaction, and he could even crush it with his hands. There was no interlayer inside.

It's just a clay tablet painting.

Zhou Yi was stunned by what he saw.

No.

I worked hard and spent half of my fortune, and you give me a picture of a chicken pecking at rice?

Isn’t this bullying an honest person?
What’s the difference between this and thank you for your patronage!
I don't want your abstract paintings! Give me treasures, treasures!

At this moment, the sashimi man's body was constantly wriggling and twisting, emitting a dazzling light that repelled him out.

Zhou Yi was extremely angry at this time, and for a moment he was about to become vicious. He reached out and grabbed the stabbing man's torn chest again.

Smoke it again!
The moment it was touched, he felt that the bones and muscles of his entire right arm were torn and crushed, and every blood vessel was cut. The pain was so intense and sharp that his brain went blank.

He just held on to the ball of light tightly.

Then the world in front of his eyes began to spin, and Zhou Yi felt as if he was stuffed into an extremely small washing machine, spinning and drying like crazy...

Come back to your senses.

The sashimi man has disappeared.

Zhou Yi stared at the thing in his hand in a daze.

On the thin, charred bone that could no longer be called a right hand, he tightly grasped a... yellow banana.

After calming down, he felt only regret. Very regretful.

Blind boxes are really addictive.

He was so stubborn that he gave a hand and forced the box open again when the sashimi man transformed into a light core body, but he ended up losing money again.

Zhou Yi could only think of the joy in the midst of suffering.

I hope this priceless banana tastes better.

(End of this chapter)