The Legend of Fatality

On the way back, Morris sullen his face, mostly because of the unbridled laughter of Bae En and the old pharmacist in the pharmacist's tent. Another part of the reason is that Morris also thinks that the two of them laughed right. Are the lives of beggars and kings equivalent?

When they returned to the camp, the lieutenant named John seemed to have talked to the big guy Nogaz. They were hiding in the shadow of the camp's outer wall, waiting for Bai En and his party.

"Very well, it seems that you are going to try to change your sad life." Bai En walked up and said directly to Nogaz.

"No matter what you plan to do, you can't change anything." Nojaz whispered to Bai En. "There is a reason why these people will become bridge workers."

"Maybe, but I don't care." Bai En responded.

"You don't have enough prestige, you are not the person in charge of commanding them on the battlefield. You are just ... a guy who is responsible for watching them when the people above decide to send them to death." Nogaz raised the volume Shouted. "Have you heard? You can't convince people at all, and you can't have prestige!"

"Really? Then they must be willing to obey Captain Gates' orders?" White turned to look at Lieutenant John, and he began to wonder if the Lieutenant John had fulfilled the task he had given him.

"Of course." Nogaz affirmed.

"Well, then I can only tell you that he said the same when you died." Bai En turned his gaze to Nogaz and said lightly. "He said: Impossible! Even the tone is similar to yours." He said with a smile.

This big man didn't seem to believe Bai En's words. He widened his eyes. Then he seemed to think of something, and the doubt in his eyes turned into fear.

Bai En watched the other party's mood change with satisfaction. "He was wrong."

Nogaz stepped back in a wince.

"He has no chance to correct this error, but you still have a chance, don't you?" Bai En said with a smile, "And you don't have to worry, at least for the time being. I need you to do something."

Nogaz looked at Lieutenant John, confirmed that the other party would not help himself, and then asked. "what's up?"

"Some of the sinful things, but the rewards are high." Bai En brought him a small bottle of anti-inflammatory medicine and a bandage. "You will use it later."

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After Nogaz left Bain, he returned to the wood factory beside the camp and came to the place where the carpenters were building the new bridge. After some searching, Nogaz found what he wanted-a thick wooden board, waiting to be installed on a new lightweight bridge. On one side of the bridge is a row of handles for bridge workers to carry the bridge.

"Can I borrow this?" Nogaz asked a passing carpenter apprentice.

The man raised a hand and grabbed the sawdust-filled head, and asked suspiciously. "borrow?"

"I'll stay here in the lumber yard," Nogaz explained, and after that he lifted the board and carried it on his shoulders. This is heavier than he thought, and he was fortunate to have the leather vest that Bai En had just given him.

"We will eventually need it ..." The carpenter apprentice looked at the unfinished bridge and said, but he did not raise enough objections to prevent Nogaz from leaving with the board.

Nogaz chose a flat ground directly in front of the barracks according to Beane's request. Then he began to run from one end of the lumber yard to the other, carrying a plank on his shoulder, feeling the heat of the afternoon sun shining on his skin. He repeated this process back and forth. Then he began to practice sprinting, walking and jogging. Finally he tried to practice carrying the board on his shoulders, then stretched out his arms and raised it high.

He quickly exhausted himself. In fact, on several occasions he almost collapsed, but every time he collapsed, he thought of the potions that Bane gave him, and the promises and threats to him. He did n’t believe in those good promises, but He believed every word of Bai En's threat.

So he chose to stand up and continue to walk forward, clenching his teeth to fight pain and fatigue, and counting his steps to concentrate. The carpenter apprentice who spoke to him brought a supervisor. The supervisor scratched his head puzzled under the hat, looked at Nogaz and studied him for a while. In the end, he noticed that Bai Eun made a gesture to him not far away, and he shrugged and took both apprentices out.

Soon, Nogaz's behavior successfully attracted a small group of people. It started with workers in the logging yard, followed by some soldiers, and finally included a large number of bridge workers waiting in the lumber mill for attendance. Some other workers responsible for the bridge made a mocking voice, but the bridge workers in Nogaz's team remained silent. Many people choose to ignore him. Several other gray-haired bridging workers, as well as a few young faces, stood in a row looking at him, and couldn't seem to believe what he was doing.

Those eyes—although they were shocked and hostile—but part of the reason Nogarz persisted. While he was running on wood, he also relieved his irritability and frustration, as well as his boiling, rolling anger. He blamed himself for his failure. Furious for creating such a world for the gods, in this world, some people die in a luxurious dinner, while others die on the bridge.

The commander named Bai En chose a torture method that exhausted himself, but to his surprise, this feeling was surprisingly good. He felt a sense of excitement and joy in his body, which was a completely different feeling from finding those campers. When the bell rang in the evening and called the soldiers to dinner, Nogaz finally stopped and put the big wooden board on a stone on the ground. He turned his shoulders. He has been running for hours. He raised his arms and looked at his hands puzzled. Where did he find this power?

Nojaz shook his head ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ This power came unexpectedly, but this is always a good thing. He ran slowly to the carpenter's work station. When he stopped, he dripped sweat on the stone on the ground. Then he scooped up water from the bucket and took a big sip. The carpenters here usually drove away the bridge workers who tried to do this, but when Nogaz swallowed two spoons of salty rain, they said nothing. After drinking the water, he shook his spoon and shook off the water droplets. Then nodded to the two carpenter apprentices, and finally trot back to where he left the board.

Locke—the Karachi who is taller than Nogaz and has bronze skin—is frowning and raising it, seeming to be puzzled by the weight of the board.ァ 新 ヤ ~ ⑧ ~ 1 ~ 中文 网 ωωω.χ ~ ⒏ ~ 1zщ.còм

The leader of another group of bridge workers standing next to Locke noticed Nogaz and nodded to Locke. Then he turned around and spoke to Nojaz. "He used a silver coin to make a bet with each of us, saying that you used a very light wooden board to impress us." New 81 Chinese network update the fastest computer terminal: https: //

If they could feel his fatigue, they would not be so skeptical. Nogaz thought, but he didn't speak. He forced himself to take the board back from Locke. The big man let go of the board in a confused look, watching Nogaz running and putting the board back where he found it. He waved his thanks to the carpenter apprentice, and then trot back to the place where a small group of bridge workers belonged to him. Locke stood there, shook his head, and reluctantly paid for his bets.

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