The Fourth Disaster: You said that the human race is weak in the interstellar space?

"Okay, Dr. Zhao, whatever you say is what I'll do."

It just so happened that the oil thief didn't want to waste her time to send Dr. Zhao home.

Now on the battlefield, time is the mission, and all players are waiting.

As soon as I finished speaking, the Crow Priest sent a text message:

"Boss, have you confirmed the timeline? I'll be there right away."

Begging secretly interrupted the call: "No, you and Wu Shixing and the others continue searching. The timeline we have found now is only relatively close, and we are not sure whether it can catch up with the time when your elders went to their deaths."

"Now, let's go to the Southern Kingdom first. We'll contact each other when we get there."

Secret Begging appeared in the venue, and all the players stopped communicating and ran straight outside.

Zhao Li followed the oil thief and looked at this group of children. When they were on Blue Star, they were always laughing and joking, but suddenly they were traveling so seriously. He felt a little uncomfortable for a moment.

And Ryan was still cheering in his heart, expressing his nostalgia for his homeland and wanting the players to see his younger self.

Zhao Li simply turned a deaf ear to what Ryan said.

He was running fast, and the strong wind was blowing past his ears.

"Doctor, can you keep up?"

The oil thief had already run away for a long time, and the few players with slightly weaker strength in the back were still more concerned about Zhao Li.

Zhao Li originally wanted to wave his hands to save his face, but his body was really tired.

The next second, he was picked up by the Zerg form transformed by the players and started running.

"According to your genetic level, you can't reach such a fast speed. Won't your muscles tear at such a high speed?"

Even though Zhao was carried on his shoulders, he still paid attention to the players' physical condition.

The player carrying him said calmly, "It tears, it tears all the time. But as long as you turn off the pain, you won't feel anything. Before your leg is completely crippled, just give it an injection. Use it or lose it, it's a truth all players know."

"That's right, Doctor. I'm telling you, the reason you're so weak right now is actually because you've been living a good life with us for too long."

Another player running side by side nodded seriously.

All players know that genetic level is fixed, but when your body is exceptionally strong, genetic level cannot limit you!

So after a group of perverted players started training themselves, this almost self-harming training method became a daily routine for the players.

Players who are afraid of pain will choose to turn off the pain and then train themselves madly.

Players who are not afraid of pain can turn on their sense of pain, under the pretext of exercising their willpower.

Zhao Li was completely shocked by their casual words.

Is this human?

Zhao Li looked at the two children and smiled as he talked about how he made money by taking advantage of others to buy cheaper potions, and then how he squeezed his body to the extreme to maximize the effect of the potions. His eyes suddenly became a little dizzy.

It's not like he hadn't heard the nonsense that players said before.

But at that time, who could have imagined that they were actually torturing their bodies like this?

A crazy experimenter opened his mouth and looked at the two players, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

He felt that his experiment now seemed not cruel at all.

No wonder those kids strolled around his lab so leisurely and even commented on it when they came to it.

"Everyone, there is a group of merchants ahead, prepare for battle!"

The voice of the oil thief came from the front.

Zhao Li was suddenly put down. The player who was carrying him was considerate enough to find a good hill for him and put him on the rocks so that he could see the battlefield just by standing.

This is a mountain forest. The trade team is very long. At the front are several huge Zergs. The caravan stretches for hundreds of meters and stops for a while after seeing the players.

The Zerg in front shouted: "We mean no harm!"

Generally speaking, the Zerg cubs in the northern war zone will be more vigilant when they see caravans traveling north and south, because the Zerg cubs are also commodities.

Therefore, the better caravans will basically inform in advance that they have no malicious intentions, and then pass by the insect cubs.

But this time, as soon as the Zerg finished shouting, one Zerg-man after another soared into the sky.

The oil thief in the front transformed into a giant cockroach and charged directly into the caravan, twisting off the heads of several large insects in the front.

Blood was splattered everywhere as players rushed forward, resurrected if they died, and immediately recycled and sold any insects or orcs killed in the caravan.

Anyway, anything their bodies touch will be killed if alive and recycled if dead.

It was as fast as using an eraser to erase the caravan in the mountains and forests.

In the end, there were only a group of insect cubs that were treated as cargo, huddled in the cage in fear, watching more and more insect people being killed, filled with fear.

"three minutes……"

Zhao Li stood on the top of the mountain.

What did he see?

Initially, there were only about seventy players following the Oil Thief.

When the oil thief was fighting with a big insect, the other children, without caring that their level was lower than those of the big insects, rushed forward and began to look for gaps in the big insects' shells.

As long as they are not stabbed to death in one blow, they will brandish their weapons and pry open the shells of the big insects.

Even though his stomach was cut open and his intestines were pulled out, he still tenaciously continued to carry out the task of prying the shell open.

What’s even more terrifying is that for some unknown reason, more and more players are coming here.

None of the children felt that this was horrible.

Everyone cherished the blood of the big insect scattered on the ground.

There were even a few that looked like they were about to die, yet they were still frantically digging in the soil soaked in insect blood with their fingers.

But they just turned a blind eye to the little bugs still curled up in the cage.

Zhao Li couldn't understand it, so he went down the mountain in confusion and came to the players.

Then the Crow Priest skillfully pulled out a handful of candy from his pocket. "Don't look at this, little bugs! These scenes are not suitable for children. Do you all remember where your hometowns are? If you want to go back to see your elders, please register with me and I'll take you back. If you don't have any elders and want to make your own way, you can get some supplies from me and leave."

"The rest of you who want to live with us can choose to stay. Come on, come on, register quickly."

The Raven Priest does the registration.

The remaining players continued their journey south.

Zhao Li was carried on a familiar shoulder, and looked at the players' efficient actions with shock.

Isn’t this efficiency too high?

"Are you sure your intestines are okay?" Zhao Li smelled blood.

When he looked down, he saw the child carrying him, with a huge gaping hole on his stomach.

The internal organs are flowing out as I run faster.

He was surprisingly calm. He supported himself with one hand and rummaged around with the other hand, pulling out his intestines and stuffing them back into his stomach.

When his hand passed through the wound, Zhao Lidu saw his abdominal muscles trembling with stimulation.

Doesn't it hurt?

Zhao Li felt pain!

"Don't worry, Doctor, you won't die!"