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Freedom and survival!

It's always a tough choice.

With apprehension and nervousness, this creature with a height of about 1.6 meters and extremely dexterous skills quietly avoided the magic guards all over the oasis and successfully entered the interior of the fortress.

Looking at the extremely luxurious carpet on the ground, the large pieces of precious crystals and gemstones used for lighting on the walls and ceilings, and the large pieces of gold-plated and silver-plated decorations, he couldn't help but take a deep breath, and forced himself to calm down the pain in his heart. Greedy, he took out a huge water bag from the backpack behind him, aimed at the fountain and began to quickly collect water.

While accepting it, he didn't forget to pour water into his dry mouth like crazy.

After a while, he stopped after not drinking a drop of water for seven or eight days, let out a long breath, and muttered to himself: "Huh! Finally came back to life, I thought I would be killed alive Died of thirst. It's strange, where are those vicious Darente? Are they willing to give up here at last?"

Obviously, no one in the empty fortress could answer this question.

Just as this interesting creature filled its water bladder and was about to return the same way, there was a slight, babbling sound suddenly from the stairs leading to the second floor.

"Huh? A baby!"

His furry ears instantly recognized the source of the sound, but he didn't choose to act rashly.

Because he knew that even though the Darente had left for some reason, the various powerful magic traps and defenses left by the other party still did not disappear, at least they could continue to operate for hundreds of years.

Especially the huge metal puppet standing in the corridor on the second floor, which could almost kill him in one shot.

Venture up there to find out?

Or honestly take the water bag and return to the tribe?

In the end, the curious nature of intelligent life overcame the fear of death!

This life that walks upright like a big cat puts down its heavy water bag, and with the help of a rope connected to a hook lock, easily avoids the metal guards shining with magic halos in the corner, and arrives at the leftmost side of the second floor in a few clicks s room.

Through the crack of the door, he finally saw a pink baby lying on a white laboratory table in a laboratory soaked with various living things, surrounded by several Dalai Lamas who fell on the ground. Lent people.

These vicious rulers, at this moment, have lost their usual prestige, and their huge heads exploded apart, and lavender blood and brains flowed all over the place.

"Oh—my God! No wonder I didn't even see a single enemy when I came in. They were all dead. But what's the matter with this baby? He's obviously not a Darente!"

With strong doubts, the life like a big cat stepped into the laboratory, gently picked up the baby from the laboratory table.

When he saw the baby's deep black eyes, he couldn't help shivering, and exclaimed in a trembling voice: "It's incredible! This... this is the power of magic! A baby actually has powerful magic power !Who are you? Where are you from?"

"Yeah yah!"

The baby waved its immature hands, trying to pluck the beard of this thick-looking creature.

"Aha! A naughty little guy! It seems that you are not with those damn Darente. If so, then I will take you back to the elder to see if he is willing to take you in."

After all, the big cat man grabbed a piece of white cloth, wrapped the baby from head to tail, and fixed it tightly on his chest.

You must know that since the entire planet is already a large desert, the temperature difference between morning and evening is extremely large, and it takes several days to travel long distances to return to the tribe. Without some measures to keep warm, it is absolutely impossible for a baby to survive.

In addition, before leaving, he did not forget to search for a few magic items from the corpse.

He didn't notice at all that the light of wisdom flashed from time to time in the eyes of the baby in his arms, which is definitely not something a baby can have...

The first thousand 250 chapters and eight new students

People who have not experienced the end of the world will never realize how bad the environment will become and how difficult survival will become after a planet loses almost all important resources.

During the day, it is difficult to advance under the scorching sun and the ambient temperature of more than [-] degrees Celsius;

At night, you must rest in an environment exceeding minus 25 degrees Celsius to recover your strength for the difficult trek the next day.

Of course, all of the above are the easiest parts.

The real threat is the predators with sharp claws and teeth hiding under the desert.

Under extremely harsh conditions, these ferocious monsters have evolved unparalleled hunting capabilities. They can not only easily tear off the tough fur and carapace, but also dissolve the remaining toxins in the prey.

Since the ecological cycle has completely collapsed, the food on this planet is extremely scarce, and there is no room for any life to pick and choose what can be eaten and what cannot be eaten.

As the top warrior in the tribe, the big cat man undoubtedly has a strong sense of danger. He survived several attacks in a row, and once again killed the opponent, cutting off a large amount of white and tender meat, mixed with water The water in the sac is fed to the baby in the arms.

Although he understands that normal babies are not capable of digesting these foods at all, and they may be poisoned to death by the poison that may be attached to the food.

But unfortunately, he has no other choice now, but hopes that the baby can survive these few days, and when he returns to the tribe, he will have sweet dreams.

But what surprised him was that instead of being poisoned to death, this seemingly fragile baby became stronger after eating food with a slight poison.

No matter how the external environment changes, whether the temperature rises or falls rapidly, there is a faint layer of energy surrounding the baby's body to ensure that its body temperature will not change too much.

In this way, with a feeling of uneasiness, the big cat man finally returned to the place where his tribe was located safely.

As soon as he stepped into the cordon, a similar-looking man suddenly popped up half his head and shouted loudly, "Hey! Brolin! Is that you?"

"Nonsense! Of course it's me!" The big cat man called Brolin raised his arm and waved vigorously.

"Bless the gods! You have finally returned safely! How is it? Have you got water?"

The former quickly put away his weapon, left his hiding place, and rushed forward in twos and threes.

After all, water is the source of life. There are not many life forms in the universe that can survive without water. Even if they have evolved for hundreds of years in extreme drought, they have only evolved a water storage organ that can store water in it. You won't die of thirst even if you don't drink water for a week or two.

Brolin patted the huge water bag behind his back, and nodded with a smile: "Of course! I got enough water this time! At least enough for the tribe to use for more than two months."

"What... what? You filled the entire water bladder! Could it be that you are..."

The slightly shorter big cat man widened his eyes in surprise, and at the same time inadvertently licked his dry lips.

You must know that the water bag that looks like there is only a wooden barrel is not an ordinary water bag, but a prop that has been transformed by magic. It is enough to fill up one-third of the water reservoir in the camp once it is filled.

Normally, it would be quite lucky to take one fifth at a time and bring it back alive.

"That's right! You guessed it right! I went to the magic fortress built by the Darente." Brolin nodded and admitted generously.

"Damn it! Are you crazy? Those magic traps and steel golems are going to kill you!"

"But I came back alive, didn't I? Well, don't be a mother-in-law, just fill the water into the cistern quickly, and I will go to see the elders, and I have very important things to discuss with them."

Without saying a word, Brolin directly stuffed the heavy water bag to his companion, and then walked towards a deep underground cave with the baby in his arms.

After traveling through the intricate underground tunnels for [-] minutes, I finally came to a cave with four old men sitting around.

Seeing him coming in, the leading old man immediately raised his head and asked, "How is it? Have you got the water?"

"Yes, elder, I got the water. And I also found that all the Darentes in the magic fortress were dead. The only one who survived was this strange baby! He is obviously not a Darente, I Never even seen a race like it before."

Brolin hurriedly said what he knew, and at the same time untied the cloth bag on his chest, and placed the naked baby on a table made of the shell of an unknown creature.