From doomsday survival to fast-forward daily life

The entire Mengya tribe, regardless of gender, age or status, gathered at the altar, which was also the place where Tian Yu buried the most bombs.

The altar was now in chaos due to a series of explosions, with rubble and bodies of some Fangs who had died in the explosions on the ground.

Pulling Young Master Lin over, Tian Yu replaced the gun in his right hand with the shield he got in the underground ruins, and rushed forward with his head down.

In the chaos, if someone came towards Tian Yu, the shield would immediately change shape.

The sword skills that he learned and practiced repeatedly from Anna finally came into play.

Tian Yu chopped down five people in a row, but even so, more and more Mengya people who were not affected by the explosion rushed forward.

A grenade appeared, and a deep pit was blown out at the exit of the altar.

There are simply too many Mengya people. Even if explosives are buried in advance, it is impossible to kill them all. If the fight continues, Tian Yu will run out of energy.

In the smoke caused by the explosion, a figure holding a huge shield rushed out at an extremely fast speed.

Tian Yu rushed out of the altar, pulling the burden behind him with unsteady steps, but there were still people chasing him.

One hand was needed to hold Young Master Lin, which limited Tian Yu's fighting power a lot.

"I'll run by myself!" the other person suddenly shouted at Tian Yu from behind.

Tian Yu did not hesitate, released the opponent's hand, turned the shield into a sword, and directly cut the opponent's rope.

Now the two of them are tied to the same rope. As long as they get out of the tribe, it won't be too late to settle their grudges.

During this action, more than a dozen soldiers rushed out from behind.

"Thumbs up—"

A machine gun appeared and Tian Yu raised his hand and started firing.

He no longer cared about the danger of his identity being exposed. The only way to give Tian Yu a chance of survival was to eliminate the pursuers as quickly as possible.

In a one-on-one or even one-on-five situation, Tian Yu was confident that he could seize the opportunity to kill those Mengya people, but the other side had a large number of weapons and each of them was extremely strong, and now their physical strength could not withstand the consumption.

No matter how skilled you are, you are still afraid of kitchen knives.

After the shooting ended, Tian Yu ran away.

As for the Second Young Master Lin, he had already rushed out of the tribe the moment Tian Yu untied his rope.

Cursing silently, Tian Yu no longer felt bad about the duration of the empowerment and rushed towards the road he had been scouting for the past two days.

At the entrance of the tribe, two guards had already fallen to the ground.

It looked like it was done by the Second Young Master Lin. This man had been hungry for so many days, but he still had the strength to deal with two guards. It seemed that his skills must be extraordinary.

Rushing to the gate of the Mengya tribe, Young Master Lin suddenly appeared on horseback.

As he whistled, another horse came to Tian Yu.

This was the horse from the army that had previously escorted Tian Yu. It was seized by the Mengya Tribe after the team was attacked, but now it happened to be the key to the two men's escape.

In his own world, Tian Yu cannot ride a horse, but Anna can. The memory of fleeing all the way to Silvermoon City with Vivian emerged, and Tian Yu jumped on the horse directly.

All the experiences in the past copies seemed to be materialized in Tian Yu's own body at this moment.

In the Mengya tribe, the elder stood on the altar in a daze, surrounded by the wailing and blood of countless tribesmen.

Finally, he let out a miserable scream and knelt on the ground, looking straight in the direction where the sacrifice escaped.

The hope of the Fierce Fang Tribe was completely destroyed!

On the other side, the two men rushed forward with their horses. Young Master Lin was in the front. He knew the road well due to years of training in the army and the horses under him. Tian Yu just followed closely behind him.

The moon was bright that night, and the Mengya tribe was located in an oasis. After rushing into the desert, Tian Yu could only see a vast expanse of silver.

The full moon hangs high in the desert night sky, seemingly within reach.

If I wasn't running for my life at the moment, it would have been a very beautiful scenery.

Although he had been trapped in the carriage before, Tian Yu knew that it would take a long time to travel from here to the City of Sand.

On the way to the City of Sand, we left the carriage several times and found that the surroundings were no longer all yellow sand, but taller vegetation and hills.

After running all the way to the edge of the desert, Young Master Lin led Tian Yu around a barren mountain range.

At this time, the sky was already turning pale, and Young Master Lin was obviously exhausted. He turned over and dismounted from his horse, and was about to speak when a sword was already placed across his neck.

Tian Yu's murderous aura made the war horses beside him feel a little uneasy.

"Calm down, we can talk." The second young master Lin raised his hand, and there was no fear in his eyes when he looked at Tian Yu, but instead there was a strange glow in his eyes.

"Speak." Tian Yu didn't waste time talking to him.

Young Master Lin sighed, and without caring whether Tian Yu really wanted to kill him, he sat on the ground: "You are not my sister. I knew it the first time I saw you."

He no longer had the strength to stand.

Seeing that he was as unafraid of boiling water, Tian Yu pointed the sword at him again.

"She's dead." Lin Ershao spoke with a bang, "I saw her body with my own eyes."

Tian Yu and Young Master Lin looked at each other and felt that the man in front of them must be extremely cunning.

"You killed him?" The person in the deep well was Lin Yu and there was no way he could escape.

"No," Lin Ershao shook his head, but did not continue to explain, "Is there any water?"

He saw the various changes in Tian Yu's attack methods and didn't believe that she was without water and food.

A sheepskin water bag was thrown at him, along with a piece of dry bread.

Young Master Lin did not despise him and started to drink the water and chew it slowly.

Tian Yu also sat on the ground to rest, but kept an eye on Young Master Lin's movements.

After eating and drinking his fill, he finally decided to speak again.

With a look of realization, he began to talk about his sister: "She just can't speak, like a child."

"As she grew up, everyone believed that she was the one chosen by God to be the sacrificer." Young Master Lin smiled.

"I haven't seen her for many years since I left home. I always thought that the so-called God-chosen sacrifice was just nonsense."

"Until July ago, the altar in the City of Sand shone brightly. After that, I received an order to go to Linsha City to escort the person chosen by God." Somehow, Tian Yu felt that Young Master Lin had revealed too much to him.

"Before I even arrived in Linsha City, I received a letter from home, so my trusted aides and I rode as fast as we could to investigate her disappearance."

"They are just a group of alien species. I can easily find their traces."

"When I arrived at the oasis, they had already put my little sister into a deep well." Young Master Lin suddenly gritted his teeth as he said this.

"That group of lowly alien species starved her to death. They all stood guard around the altar, waiting for the full moon to fall, wanting to let the sand vultures devour her body and finally add to the altar."

"She's already dead, why is she being tortured like this?"

"I ordered a stone slab to be placed over the deep well so that she could rest in peace."

"After that, I captured all the alien species and strangled them along the way. My younger sister is nowhere to be found."

Tian Yu roughly understood what Young Master Lin said, but he was puzzled by his behavior. Before Tian Yu could interrogate him, Young Master Lin uttered the last sentence.

"Everyone just thinks that the foolish man must be chosen by God, but what kind of God needs human lives as sacrifices?"