Harvey approached Yanmao, who was lying on the ground. When he didn't make any move, Yanmao suddenly let out a weak growl. Its limbs trembled slightly, and it turned its neck with all its strength to face Harvey's direction.
At this moment, Harvey was out of the state of hiding his aura. Yanmao had no vision, so he could determine Harvey's position based on his measurable aura.
Harvey paused, staring at Yanmao with his dark eyes, and then slowly pulled out a dust-free arrow, preparing to deliver a fatal blow to Yanmao's head.
As if he heard the footsteps of the God of Death, Yanmao finally roared reluctantly. At the same time, every inch of Dong's skin suddenly ignited with bright golden flames. The moment the fire suddenly appeared, Yan Mao's huge body withered and shrank eastward at a speed visible to the naked eye. Just as Harvey was about to speak, the words that he had blurted out had been retracted in his mouth.
It was too late for Harvey to call someone. Yanmao's body burned to ashes in just two breaths, leaving no trace of skin, flesh or skeleton, only dark red ashes piled up in mounds on the ground.
Harvey's eyes flashed as he walked to Yanmao's ashes, opened his legs and picked up a handful of red ashes. The red ash still retains the warmth of the flame, and it immediately disperses when blown by the wind, and the scattered parts are nowhere to be found.
If Yanmao does not destroy himself, he will become a corpse beast and then be resurrected after death. Harvey secretly thought that he had miscalculated, because he did not take the precautionary measures to suppress and imprison Yanmao outside the body, giving Yanmao a chance to self-destruct. The situation has become what it is now. It is unknown whether Yanmao's suicide is due to the dignity of the third-order overlord, or whether it is due to the spy's keeping of secrets.
"Lord Harvey, where is Yanmao...?" At that time, Lycaon ran to Harvey's side in three steps and two steps at a time. As soon as he asked, he lowered his head and saw a pile of red on the ground. Ash.
"Bringing back the ashes of Yanmao's self-destruction and Liudong is better than nothing." Harvey said. He turned around, and other hunters had already begun to deal with the aftermath, including rescuing ten hunters who had been stunned by the cold.
"Return!"
The capture operation that lasted for three days ended with the Yanmao committing suicide. In the morning, the original details of the battle quickly reached Wu Qi's ears. When he heard the message, he was stunned for a moment, and then an unsolvable doubt arose in his mind.
"Wu Qi, why are you absent-minded?"
During dinner, Wu Qi was distracted by his thoughts. Solu, who was walking next to him, asked when he saw that Wu Qi had not taken a bite of food or a spoonful of soup for a long time, and his eyes were staring ahead in a daze.
"Ah, I'm sorry, he was distracted." Wu Qi apologized.
Solu thought for a while and saw what Wu Qi was thinking. After Dongwu's practice, Wu Qi felt relaxed and natural, but it didn't take long for Mei Nao to suddenly have something on his mind. No matter how you think about it, it will not be affected by the important event of the hunting team in the capture operation.
"No need to apologize. Was I thinking about Yanmao?"
"Well, almost all the hunters in the hunting team are thinking about the strange reason why the Yanmao destroyed itself, and Mr. Harvey is also thinking about it. Is there any relationship between the Yanmao and the Snow Lynx? If we don't use inference and analysis to find a clue that is close to the truth. According to the logical chain, there is no way to judge the identity of the spies of the Flame Cat and the Snow Lynx. Could it be that Sir Harvey cannot tolerate the presence of creatures like spies sent by other thrones in his hunting team?" Wu Qi said. Tell me what you think.
Because of Solu, he didn't have to hide that.
Solu said in an understated tone: "That matter...I have heard about it. As a spy, your duty is to save your own life so that you can return to report the information, and to obtain the requirements as secretly as possible." Exploring false information. Yanmao never made any move to steal information from beginning to end. Did he pursue the snow lynx to invade the Silver Sand Desert? Knowing that there was a hunter ambushing him, he failed to retreat in time and risked his own life. Come on. Did he kill himself in the end? That beast is too stupid. If I were the throne, would I send such a spy?"
Solu's words were obviously very reasonable, and Wu Qi was convinced by Solu as soon as his mind changed.
Wu Qidao: "That's true. Looking at all Yanmao's actions, he is more like a powerful king of beasts than a cunning and scheming spy. Yanmao is blind and dares to attack the snow lynx. , must his own perception be very sharp? In addition, with Yanmao's performance in escaping several times before, could he have sensed the hunter ambushing him and not sensed the most dangerous Lord Harvey? In addition, after searching for many times, My target, the snow lynx, was right in front of me, so I chose to give it a try."
Solu finished the last mouthful of thick soup in the bowl, smacked his lips, and said: "Hunting snow lynx, that can be considered as a reason. Oh, Wu Qi, those reasonings are not based on my rational analysis, really. There’s no need to tell Harvey. There are smart hunters in the hunting team who can analyze them, and Harvey himself is a smart person.”
What Solu meant was "I probably guessed what was going on in my heart, and there is no need to express myself." There was a subtext: "I told him to pay more attention to learning the knowledge and skills of craftsmen, and think less about useless things." ".
Wu Qi said "Yeah".
After dinner, he said goodbye to Solu and walked around alone in the illuminated camp.
Wu Qi passed by the cage where the snow lynx was originally kept. The cage was empty. He remembered that when the hunting team came back, they didn't put the snow lynx back into the cage, but took it to the medical center.
Wu Qi once thought that he could use the detection ability revealed by the wilderness god to detect whether the snow lynx had any traces of contact with third-level beings. But after he integrated all the information he had obtained so far, he realized that he didn't need to think that much at all, and he even went so far as to consider the safety of the territory for that guy Kazan.
If he had the same mentality as the fourth envoy Harvey, wouldn't he be standing in the position of loyalty to Kazan and really regard himself as a soldier serving Kazan
"Whether the Snow Lynx and the Flame Cat are spies or not, it doesn't matter if they are wrong. If Harvey, the envoy, is not capable of identifying spies, then there is no reason why it is his pawn's turn to steal the limelight. Back off. Wan Bu said, if Snow Lynx is really a spy, then she disrupted the security defense line of Kazan territory and caused the two thrones to fight openly and secretly, so there is no harm in wronging him."
Wu Qi thought for a while and felt that this was what he really should have thought. It seems that I have habitually assumed the role of the planner of a team. That is undoubtedly wrong in terms of the current situation.
He is now a fish that has fallen into the murky waters of the Apocalypse Abyss. The murky the water, the more suitable it is for him to survive. He should be "stupid" and act cautiously. And now there is more than one pair of eyes observing him, hiding in the shadows all the time. He must never forget the messenger crow who was watching over him.
After thinking about it, Wu Qi honestly walked back to House No. 5, took his bow and arrows to the open space outside the camp to make up for the gap in Mingyue's routine training; after practicing to fully exercise his bow and arrow skills and mental strength, he went back step by step. Sleep in bed.
From that night on, Wu Qi's life quietly calmed down. In the next month, Wu Qi spent half of the day in the workshop, learning knowledge and practicing skills as an apprentice craftsman; not only did he build weapons and equipment, but his skills in controlling quantifiable creations also gradually improved every month.
On the other half of the day, Wu Qi continued to participate in the hunting team's routine training. After he defeated Lycaon without much effort, he and Harvey practiced on the wrong side. Harvey's archery skills and mental strength are all due to Wu Qi. Wu Qi went through countless injuries and training before his disappearing archery skills broke through the bottleneck and began to become stronger.
If the strength of all hunters were put on the table, Wu Qifu deservedly ranked second overall in the hunting team, second only to Harvey, the hunting team captain and fourth commander. But Wu Qi did not show a high profile matching his strength ranking. On the contrary, he was very low-key, and actually gained a little improvement every day in his low-key manner.
And that kind of almost stress-free training time suddenly came to an end one day a month later.
At noon, the blazing red sky arc in the center of the Apocalypse Dome cast bright light as usual. Wu Qi finished his early work in the workshop and walked on the way to the restaurant.
For some unknown reason, Wu Qi felt that the temperature in Mingyue was five or six degrees higher than usual, and the environmental noise coming from the air and around the camp was even noisier, giving people the illusion of walking in the Summer Moon Forest and hearing all the chirping cicadas.
Skin and ears are Wu Qi's two generals of perception, and Wu Qi has never believed in missing them. He walked to the entrance of the restaurant, and before he walked in, a very conspicuous black messenger crow screamed and flapped its wings, and actually flew to his shoulder.
Then the messenger crow, whom he nicknamed "Xiao Hei", flew so close to him for the first time. Wu Qi did not drive him away, but said calmly: "Xiao Hei, what can I do?"
The messenger crow opened its beak and spoke: "Wu Qi, Your Majesty the Throne has an order!"
When Wu Qi heard the word "throne", his expression immediately became stern. A second later, he heard Xiao Hei shout: "Tomorrow night at 0:00, I will stand at the gate of the hunting team's camp. Someone will come to pick me up."
Wu Qi's mind was spinning, and he said calmly: "Can he ask what he is going to pick him up for?"
Xiaohei said bluntly: "Follow it, I will know when the time comes."
Wu Qiming became famous, but did that completely block his way to obtain information in advance
Since the status quo cannot be changed, Dangdong can make the best use of everything he has. Wu Qi suppressed the tension in his heart and took a lunch break as usual.
During the Dongwu patrol, Wu Qi asked for personal leave from Laikaon and came to the workshop with a slightly different mood than usual.
Wu Qi opened the door and walked in. The first thing he felt was the familiar sight and atmosphere. Solu was lying lazily on the master's chair, and several apprentices began to prepare for work one after another.
When Solu saw Wu Qi coming, he couldn't help but said in surprise: "Can't we go on patrol?"
Wu Qi nodded slightly. He looked left and right, as if he was looking at the workshop where he had been staying for more than a month for the last time.
"Master, can he please leave the hunting team for a while?"