Fast Travel Mystery Project

Chapter 197 The young master of the apocalypse who rides a big cat ([-])
Chapter 215 So... there is a wood type superpower

An Mo now has three villains fighting in his head:
One advocated finding a woman to give Qin Min an antidote. Anyway, the facts are here. If you don't understand, you will die. If you don't sacrifice yourself, you can only sacrifice others.

One advocated to give Qin Min the antidote by himself, which was his goal in the strategy, and it was completely intolerable for other women to...That's not sacrificing others, that's letting others take advantage!
There is another one who has no claim, neither wants others to come nor dedicates himself...

Gu Ao watched An Mo anxiously turning around the room, talking to himself non-stop, and finally broke down and almost shouted to the sky: "Is it so difficult to give me a wooden supernatural power?!!!"

Then it saw a flash of green light on An Mo's body...

"What's the situation..." An Mo was a little dazed. She leaned in front of Gu Ao who had turned into a tiger and sat obediently in the corner, and asked in confusion, "Dear boy, have you seen it? The wood-type ability... Green Light... I... I shine... and then the power..."

An Mo became more and more confused as he talked, and finally he was involved in it. He shook his head randomly: "Oh, forget it, I'll try it myself!"

Qin Min, who was tied up over there, was still panting heavily, his wheat-colored healthy skin turned dark red as if congested, his pupils constricted, and his body struggled violently, especially when An Mo approached, almost Burst the twisted rope of the sheet that binds him.

An Mo took a deep breath and adjusted his state. Fortunately, the energy body of the spiritual system is different from that of other systems. Otherwise, An Mo would have to practice and devour the crystal nucleus first to replenish the little storage left.

The right hand caressed Qin Min's tightly clenched fist, sweat adhered to it as if it had just been washed, it was greasy.

A faint green light bloomed, which was particularly eye-catching in the dim room, exuding a vigorous and vigorous breath of life.

The wood-type energy penetrated into Qin Min's body with the appearance of the light, and carefully searched around under An Mo's control.

After a while, An Mo opened his tightly closed eyes, pupils full of joy: "It's done!"

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"Hiss—" An Mo woke up feeling sore all over, with a splitting headache. If Qin Min's problem hadn't been successfully solved last night, and Gu Ao was standing by, she would have wondered what had happened to her.

When she became more conscious, An Mo sat up slowly, only to realize that she had returned to her room.

"Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." Seeing An Mo wake up, kitten-like aloofness jumped from the table to the bed, and began to tell what happened after she fell asleep.

Qin Min also fainted after being detoxified. He woke up the earliest the next day, and his memory was clear. He took An Mo back to the room and let Gu Ao guard him. He called everyone to the meeting room and made public last night what that woman did.

As for the result, Gu Ao didn't go to see it, so I don't know.

But Qin Min kept secret about An Mo's supernatural ability, which he told Gu Ao, and he knew that An Mo could communicate with Gu Ao.

After listening to Gu Ao's "Aww—" for a long time, An Mo nodded, and was about to go out and gossip about Lan Xin's reaction, when a thought came into his mind, it was that mutant zombie.

"Come here and do me a favor..." Maybe the distance is too far away, and the content to be expressed is also vague, and only the clearest purpose is conveyed.

An Mo was a little curious about what the other party was going to do, so he left a note on the table and followed that idea to find him. Ao Ao volunteered to be the mount.

One person and one tiger sneaked out of the house through the window when everyone was busy with lunch and training. It wasn't until Qin Min had done mental work for a long time that he plucked up the courage to ask An Mo to eat, and found that the room was empty.

On the other side, Gu Ao ran a long distance under An Mo's command, and only saw the mutated zombie in the outskirts of the suburbs.

In just one day, the other party has undergone earth-shaking changes: a pale face, sunken eyeballs, a slightly collapsed nose bridge, and dry and chapped lips.

It looks like there are no people or zombies, which is very strange.

Seeing that An Mo's brows were getting tighter and tighter, the zombie smiled, and this time he didn't drop any debris: "I thought you would like this look better."

"You can talk?!" An Mo was a little surprised.

The zombie's eyelids moved, and An Mo's intuition was that the other party wanted to make a noncommittal expression.

"It's not important." Sure enough, the zombie skipped a topic and went straight to the point: "What level is your ability now?"

An Mo looked at the other party vigilantly and said nothing.

The zombie was not in a hurry, and still had a slight curve at the corner of his mouth. He raised his hand as if he wanted to touch An Mo's face, but put it down before he was mid-air.

His hands haven't evolved into a human form yet, they are still the carrion of zombies, he doesn't want to dirty her.

"Don't be afraid, I'm just asking you to do me a favor. I have an inexplicable liking for you since the first time I met you. I don't want to hurt you unless I have to..." The zombie lowered his eyes, ignoring the sick skin. Looking at Shen Yun, she actually looks like a shy young man.

An Mo was amused by her whimsy, she threw away the thought, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Go to the east of the city, there is a zombie king there, I need to defeat him." The mutated zombie said bluntly.

"But your mental strength is not enough?" An Mo guessed the intention of the other party: "You want me to help you control some zombies?"

"As expected of someone I have a crush on, really smart." The voice of the zombie was like a teenager in the period of voice change, immature, hoarse, and very unpleasant.However, the tone of this praise is like the tenderness between lovers, bringing out a bit of sexiness for no reason.

"I'm at the peak of the first level now, and I can break through at any time. How long do you have to prepare, and how many levels do I need to improve?" An Mo ignored the zombie's deliberate flirting, and put on a business-like attitude.

"You don't have to worry about these, I have already planned, as long as you come with me at ease—" The zombie suddenly thought of something when he said this: "Of course, I promise to send you back unscathed after it is done. "

An Mo was very satisfied with the speed with which this overly smart zombie advanced and retreated, not to mention that she also hoped to have some conjectures confirmed by the other party, so she agreed without hesitation, and was still in the mood to make a joke: "After the incident, there will be no injuries? In other words, life and death are uncertain during the process?"

This time, the zombie sent An Mo a hearty laugh with his mind, and then opened the car door next to him: "If there is nothing else, let your little pet go back, we should go."

An Mo dug out a pen and paper in the car and wrote a note again, saying that he was safe but his return date was undecided, so that everyone should not worry.

Lone Ao sobbed reluctantly, jumped into An Mo's arms and lingered for a long time before returning to the Qin family mansion with the note.

And An Mo got into the car immediately, and followed the mutated zombie to the far east of the city to eliminate another zombie king.

Probably no one thought that this separation would last only one year.

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