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Eight hundred and thirtieth chapters hate life(2/2)

Wu Xiaode was a little unbelievable.

The things on the drawings were subversive and completely beyond his usual knowledge.

If we want to use more popular words to explain these mechanical design creations, we can actually use a concept from anime to describe them.

Humanoid mobile battle armor.

It turns out that we have been able to make mobile armors for a long time!

But there's a problem.

Why has there never been a mobile armor in the world?

What are governments hiding?

Wu Xiaode immediately realized the importance of this knowledge.

He couldn't help but recall the scene just now.

When they parted, Xia Huilan said something rather cryptic.

"Xiaohai, remember to prepare more rice and oil, some drinking water, and some medicines, such as medicines for fevers and colds, hemostasis, and anti-diarrhea. These are all useful in daily life."

"If one day I call you, you must come to the countryside to find me."

...Is a war going to break out?

Or is there something else?

Xia Huilan did not answer herself on the spot, but said everything was just speculation.

Wu Xiaode shook his head, closed his eyes, and recalled all the mechanical knowledge again——

I don't know why, but I remember the knowledge I just acquired very firmly, as if these were my own memories.

If there is any forgotten place, the Book of the Dead will automatically flip through it immediately and display the corresponding content.

Data storage function?

——That's fine.

In this case...

Wu Xiaode pulled out the USB flash drive, burned it on the kitchen stove, chopped it into pieces, and flushed it into the sewer.

Okay, just let this knowledge rot in your head.

After doing all this, he subconsciously looked at the black book in mid-air.

It should be here in about an hour.

Sure enough, when he stared at the Book of the Dead, the pages of the book opened automatically, and suddenly turned into a mist and completely enveloped him in it.

Wu Xiaode looked around blankly.

The surrounding fog is as vast as the sky and the sea, spreading everywhere as far as the eye can see, and is boundless.

Everything is silent, like a state of death.

"Is there anyone? Where on earth is this place?" Wu Xiaode shouted.

In the endless mist, female whispering voices sounded out one after another.

Wu Xiaode seemed to be able to see many vague human figures, but if he looked carefully, the figures disappeared.

He subconsciously understood one thing.

A mysterious ceremony is beginning, and I must not interrupt it.

The Book of the Dead gradually appeared in front of him, emitting rays of frost and flames.

Under this brilliant light, female voices began to sing quietly:

"The sky is about to fall, and its darkness is particularly fierce."

"Friend, please save yourself from danger again and again, and again, and again, and thousands of times, without hesitation, because as long as you are alive, everything has hope;"

"Friend, please ignite the anger in your heart in this turbulent wave of darkness;"

"This red heart fire will surely wipe away the blood, tears and regrets of all living beings;"

"This raging flame will surely light up your path, making it impossible for all evil to escape;"

"Friend, you hold the Book of the Dead and hold up the light in the darkness. Please use all your strength to reach the end of your destiny, ascend to the highest position, and become the lord of thousands of heroic spirits;"

"Friend, we have come from a distant and quiet place to wish you well."

"May you always be good at fighting."

The sound gradually disappeared, and everything became quiet again.

Wu Xiaode wiped the corners of his eyes, feeling a little confused.

tears?

I didn’t understand what they were singing at all, but I shed tears for it?

At this time, an old and broken wall quietly emerged, standing in the boundless fog.

I saw that this wall was covered with colorful notes.

Wu Xiaode swore that those notes were full of words, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't see clearly what was written on the notes.

Suddenly, a piece of paper quietly fell off the wall and flew into his hand.

Wu Xiaode looked at the note and saw it said:

"It's such a pity that my descendants have fallen to such a state and are about to die."

"If anyone can replace this cause and effect and prevent my descendants from this murder, I am willing to pay a generous reward."

It was very quiet all around.

Wu Xiaode looked at the note and saw a few lines of small words quietly appearing on the Book of the Dead:

"Do you accept this commission?"

"If you accept, you will be informed of the relevant content immediately."

"Note: This is the most suitable commission at the moment. Other commissions are either too far away or you are not strong enough."

"If you miss this commission, you will have no other way to obtain soul power within one day."

What else is there to say?

If there are no accidents, he will appear directly in the giant's mouth in seven days, and then——

Click!

The giant only needs to close his mouth and he will die.

Now we can only fight hard and survive in death!

"I accept this commission."

Wu Xiaode said.

The note immediately fell from his hand and split into two.

Half of it turned into a light yellow badge with a lifelike flying dragon carved on it, and the other half turned into dots of light, circling around him and completely disappearing into the center of his eyebrows.

Scene after scene appeared in Wu Xiaode's mind.

"I didn't expect...a commission would be something like this..."

He murmured softly.
Chapter completed!
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