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Samuel seemed not to understand this sentence, but instead wandered around in the hole, and then said to himself: "Although Omer is stupid, he is indeed an out-and-out genius in the family. "
Tang Ling held a cigarette in his mouth and leaned against the wall, listening noncommittally.
"All the talents of the Poseidon family are related to the ocean. I think you have guessed some of them, such as controlling some lower sea creatures, and breathing in water. Of course, these are only the most basic. As long as the core clan members can Breathe in water. Because we have mutated." As he spoke, Samuel took out a crystal bottle from his small bag, unscrewed the lid, and took a sip.
"Give me a bottle." Tang Ling was unceremonious. The wine in this crystal bottle impressed him deeply. Why wouldn't he want it if he had the chance
Really, Samuel glanced at Tang Ling speechlessly and threw the bottle of wine in his hand to Tang Ling.
Just when Tang Ling was about to say something, Samuel glared at Tang Ling: "Just this bottle, do you want it?"
"Of course, even though you have a habit of giving me the wine you drank," Tang Ling muttered.
He said it unintentionally, but Samuel's face turned slightly red after hearing it. I always felt that it was inappropriate to give Tang Ling the wine he had drunk.
But neither Samuel nor Tang Ling would pay too much attention to such trivial matters.
After two seconds of silence, Samuel said: "In short, mutation is a lonely and scary thing. Neither Omir nor I can accurately define ourselves, because we have the same of talent.”
"Killing him is not a pleasant thing."
"Hmm." Tang Ling raised his eyebrows slightly. He didn't want to comment on these things. Since Samuel wanted to talk, he could just be a listener.
"So, I have found a good burial place for him. He has returned to the ocean while maintaining the tradition of the land. He is buried in peace." When Samuel said this, he suddenly stamped his foot on the ground. The ground, cracks suddenly appeared on the ground.
"Do you want me to help you?" Tang Ling asked.
"What do you think?" Samuel raised his eyebrows and glanced at Tang Ling.
Tang Ling stood up quickly. Digging a hole was not a difficult task for him.
Six or seven minutes later, a pit of suitable size appeared in the cave. Looking at the pit, Samuel's expression showed a hint of sadness.
But Tang Ling completely ignored the sadness and said to Samuel, "You're not going to bury him just like this, are you?"
Samuel felt a little annoyed again. She even wondered if Tang Ling and she were naturally incompatible. As long as she stayed with this guy for a little longer, she felt like her lungs would explode.
"I remember my promise to you." Samuel tried to say calmly, barely holding back the anger in his heart.
Tang Ling didn't care about Samuel's mood and directly dragged Omir's body over.
"The war seed is right here. Call me when you find it." Samuel frowned and pointed to a certain place on Omer's body. He suppressed the turmoil in his heart and greeted Tang Ling.
Tang Ling frowned, then took out a small knife and cut where Samuel pointed.
In this era, killing seems to be the inevitable main color, even Samuel will face such things since he was a child. But killing is killing, and touching a corpse like this is a heavy burden for Tang Ling.
But this is something that must be faced, but no matter what you face, don't forget the bottom line that you need to keep in your heart.
Tang Ling was an easy-to-think-through person, and his mood had become calmer when he took the knife again.
Samuel had already made it clear to Tang Ling where the war species was hidden, and it only took Tang Ling ten seconds to find the war species in Omir's body.
This was Tang Ling's first time seeing top-level combat types besides Tang Long's combat type.
In fact, Tang Long's war type was inlaid on the tattoo. Tang Ling didn't know if that was the true appearance of Tang Long's war type, but the war type in Omir's body made Tang Ling think that this was the real war type. What does it look like
This war seed looks like a flower. To be precise, it still looks like a bud in Omir's body, but one of the petals is slightly unfolded.
It seemed to have its own intelligence just like Xiao Zhong. When Tang Ling found it, it actually showed obvious fear, and the whole bud was trembling slightly.
"I have found it." Tang Ling did not rush to get the war seed because Samuel had specially reminded Tang Ling to tell her when he found the war seed.
Hearing these words, Samuel's shoulders trembled slightly, but he did not turn around. Instead, he carried Tang Ling on his back. Who knew what he was doing
After a long while, Samuel handed Tang Ling a small empty bottle.
This should be Samuel's wine bottle again, but it is not filled with wine, but a small smear of blood. Different from the ordinary red blood, this small smear of blood has a hint of icy blue.
"The Poseidon family's war seed will not be easily snatched by others. Without my blood, when you touch that war seed, it will self-destruct." Samuel briefly explained to Tang Ling .
Tang Ling took the bottle and asked, "How to use it?"
"Just sprinkle my blood on it." Samuel replied quickly.
After hearing this, Tang Ling hesitated for a moment, but soon Tang Ling opened the cork and poured Samuel's blood on the war seed.
"Are you afraid of my use of tricks?" Even though he didn't look back, Samuel seemed to have guessed Tang Ling's thoughts, with a mocking tone in his tone.
"You and I have only known each other for a short time, so I suspect it's normal." Tang Ling didn't intend to hide it.
After the war seed was sprinkled with Samuel's blood, it suddenly stopped trembling. The flower that originally seemed agile suddenly became stiff, as if it had fallen asleep.
As he spoke, Tang Ling's hand carefully grasped Huajing, and then gently pulled out the war seed.
"You were very frank, then why didn't you doubt him again?" After Tang Ling received the war species, he dragged Omir's body into the pit.
At this moment, Samuel finally turned around and looked at Tang Ling with deep meaning.
"I think, unless you are a showman. Otherwise, there is no need to go through so many twists and turns. After all, this is your territory, isn't it?" Tang Ling shrugged, and continued: "I'm not a god, what? Things can only be judged through logic and psychology. Maybe I will make a mistake.”
"But" when he said this, Tang Ling took a step forward and looked at Samuel with burning eyes: "I am not gambling, I am making a deal with you. And the premise of the deal is that things must be guaranteed. "
"If I'm not greedy, I will definitely get what I want, then I won't be mentally disappointed. If I make a mistake in judgment, you will also pay the price."
These words had profound meaning. As smart as Samuel was, he would certainly understand what Tang Ling meant.
The simple translation is that if I don't have a good time, you can't have a good time either. Although I don't get any benefits, you can't take advantage of it.
In this regard, Samuel felt that it was very reasonable. Dealing with such people made things easier.
"Okay, you don't have to remind me again and again, you have already taken all kinds of precautions." Samuel walked to the pit at this time and looked at Omir's body, with a trace of sadness on his expression.
"I said I didn't, would you believe it?" Tang Ling repeated what he said at the beginning, but at the same time, he was also curious about the reason for Samuel's sadness. Is it for Omer
Samuel ignored Tang Ling and danced a prayer-like dance in front of the pit, which looked like an ancient ritual.
The dance was very brief and was completed in less than a minute. After the dance, Samuel made a strange posture with his hands and began to mutter to himself.
Although this process made Tang Ling feel a little novel, Tang Ling did not interrupt Samuel rashly.
After doing all this, Samuel grabbed a handful of gravel and threw it on Omer. Then he looked at Tang Ling: "Can I trouble you to bury him?"
Tang Ling didn't say anything, but buried Omir here as he was told.
After doing all this, Tang Ling stretched and said, "The deal between you and me ends here. Now I need you to tell me the right way. I want to leave here."
"I hope that nothing more goes wrong now that the deal is at this point. I mean, when I get out, I'm actually going to see a ship."
Samuel seemed to be still immersed in sadness. When faced with Tang Ling's words, she answered the question and said, "Omir is a week older than me. People in the Poseidon family can show their talents at birth, and his talents make the whole family happy." "
"A week later, I was born. The family didn't expect the surprise to come so quickly, because I have the same talent as Omir, and even stronger than his talent."
"If I were a boy, the family struggle would not be so intense, because there is no doubt that I would be the designated heir."
"What a pity." Samuel looked at the ceiling of the cave, his eyes becoming a little blurry.
"Your family still values boys over girls?" Tang Ling dusted himself off.
Samuel breathed a sigh of relief without recognition: "It's not that boys are favored over girls, but because the blood inheritance of the Poseidon family is very strange. It is easier for men to pass on their talents to the next generation stably."
"Actually," Tang Ling looked at Samuel and suddenly spoke: "There is no accurate criterion for judging what a person is. At least in my opinion, whether a person deserves to be called a person in my eyes mainly depends on whether he has human nature."
"You hate Omir, and you mourn his death. It's because you feel that without a tribesman, especially one who is so similar to you, you will be even more lonely and helpless."
"But, that's just you or your family isolating yourself inexplicably."
(End of chapter)