Scavenging Notes: I am the Lucky Star of the End Times

There is a mudslide blocking the road in front and an army of poisonous scorpions chasing after it from behind!

The four-party team was caught in a pincer attack and had no choice but to change their route again at the bottom of the dune and move quickly to the right along the bottom of the dune.

However, before everyone had moved a few hundred meters from the bottom, the "mudslide" rolling down from the top of the sand dune behind them suddenly changed its course, from its original vertical downward flow to a "curve-shaped" flow, and rolled towards the direction of the Quartet team!

Xu Sansan listened to the rumbling sound of thunder behind him which not only did not disappear but kept getting louder. He also looked at the chain around his waist that was tightly pulled by Xie Yuan and couldn't help but frown. He couldn't go on like this. It seemed like he couldn't run away!

So she immediately unfolded the cart on her left arm and shouted to everyone:

"Get ready to board!"

Just as everyone in the quartet team took their positions and quickly stood in their previous positions, Xu Sansan was about to start the flying sand surfing mode.

All you hear is the rumbling stereo sound, which surrounds you in an instant!

Large brown and black balls that were two meters high had completely surrounded them and were quickly moving towards the seven people.

Damn it! I'm still a step too slow!

Xu Sansan was rapidly calculating the angle, distance and posture in his mind, thinking about how to use the slope of the sphere to take off on the ramp and then do a 90-degree aerial flip. Suddenly, the giant spheres around him stopped.

The four team members looked at the spheres that suddenly stopped moving and pursed their lips slightly:

Damn, is this another encirclement trick?

The little stutterer immediately opened the metal box and mixed the flash bombs with rapid speed. He seriously suspected that these big balls might also be projections!

Just when Xu Sansan was about to throw out the conical snake scales in his hand to test it out, the next second, two slender "tentacles" rustled out from behind the big ball!

The "antennae" are pitch black with serrated blades on the top, and the metallic shell shines with a glossy luster under the starry sky.

Everyone immediately placed their weapons in front of their chests!

Since the "tentacles" have appeared, it means that there is a strange beast lurking behind the big ball. It is obviously not the previous light and shadow trick!

The battle is imminent!

However, the next second, the painting style suddenly became a little weird again——

After the "tentacles" rubbed the top of the big ball for a few times, a black "head" that was many times smaller than the big ball gradually appeared in front of everyone.

The "head" is brown and black, and is oblate in shape. There is an obvious crack in the middle of the oblate shape, and there are no eyes, mouth, or other key organs such as mouthparts on either side of the crack.

Everyone looked at this "open chestnut" with two tentacles on its head, and they were a little unsure for a moment:

What kind of strange beast is this?

Why are there no eyes?

Then, after the "open chestnut", a triangular "shelled hazelnut" with a metallic luster appeared...

Then, everyone looked at the "hazelnut" and finally, after much anticipation, a wavy "little fan" appeared, as well as the eyes, tentacles, and mouthparts on the "little fan"...

Everyone looked at these fan-shaped heads, took a deep breath, and suddenly realized:

What kind of hobby is this?

Why is he still coming out backwards?!

Xie Yuan pursed his lips, looking at the strange but familiar-looking beast in front of him, and said uncertainly:

"Is this... a black-armored beast?"

Xu Sansan widened his eyes and sighed in disbelief:

What kind of black-armored beast is this?

These are clearly a group of dung beetles!

She glanced at the large balls piled up in three layers around her. She couldn't bear it any more. She finally stretched out her hands tremblingly and quickly pulled up the combat mask on her face.

I go!

She really couldn't hold it anymore!

Who could have imagined that at this moment they were surrounded by circles of dung!

The mudslide that was mysterious and rumbling with thunder in the last second has now instantly turned into a mud and shit flow with a stinking smell and rumbling thunder!

If he didn't wear a mask to filter the air, wouldn't he be suffocated to death? !

Xu Sansan looked at the huge balls of shit around him, which were black with brown or brown with yellow, and his heart was filled with shock and fear!

On the dung balls around them, the dung beetles finally turned around and revealed their true faces. They were tilting their heads and staring silently at the people in the four-way team.

Their fan-shaped little heads swayed left and right on top of the dung ball, like radars, constantly detecting, wondering and puzzled in the heat of the mysterious desert.

The members of the Quartet team were holding weapons. Seeing the black-armored beasts surrounding them, they just kept shaking their heads left and right without taking any further action. They were a little at a loss for a moment. After all, this mysterious species, which Xie Yuan called "black-armored beast", was the first time they had seen it.

Xie Yuan had only seen related pictures by chance in the garrison's database, and at this moment he could only roughly guess the name based on its appearance features, but he knew nothing more about the "Black Armored Beast".

Among the audience, Xu Sansan, the only one who had a deep and comprehensive understanding, was still struggling desperately in the mud flow in his brain.

At this time, the middle school boy Qin Ergou finally couldn't hold back any longer. He waved the plunger in his hand and prepared to launch a fierce dog attack on the "black armored beast" closest to him.

But just as his plunger "whooshed" and extended to 3 meters in length, preparing to stab forward in the air, all the "black armored beasts" suddenly raised their fan-shaped little heads in unison, and the pair of tentacles on their heads were aimed at the leather bowl that was held in the air by the metal stick in a very demonic way.

Qin Ergou was stunned by this sudden scene. He turned his head habitually to seek help from his third sister.

Xu Sansan stared wide-eyed as he looked at the leather bowl in the air, then at the army of dung beetles around him.

Suddenly, a magical, outrageous, yet reasonable and bold guess slowly rose in her heart!

She immediately spoke:

"Swing the plunger slowly!"

Qin Ergou blinked his eyes in the protective mask. Although he didn't understand, he just had to obey.

Then the arms slowly swung in the air from left to right.

The next second, something magical happened. The army of dung beetles on the dung ball seemed to be possessed by a ghost. Their fan-shaped heads began to sway along with the shaking of the leather bowl in the air!

I go!

Xu Sansan opened her mouth wide. She didn’t expect that her wild guess would come true!

This is probably what it means when birds of a feather flock together!

Xu Sansan originally wanted Qin Ergou to do a few more tests to further confirm what she was thinking. However, the crisis in the Lost Desert never waits for anyone.

At this time, a group of mutant poisonous scorpions, which had been flashing "warning lights" and marching at full speed from another sand dune, finally crossed the mountains and ridges, rolled up sand and dust, and arrived at the city!

The world began to flicker again!

Under the flickering light, Xu Sansan looked at the circles of dung balls around him, and the army of dung beetles on the dung balls whose attention was completely drawn to the plunger. He then looked outward at the mutant scorpions that were surrounding the dung balls in circles, and couldn't help but shouting in his heart:

What the hell is going on?

The seven of them were surrounded by a pile of feces. They had no choice but to do so!

But what about these lighting technicians who create supernatural effects?

What is the purpose of tightly surrounding each dung ball?

Are all artists’ thought processes so mysterious?