Transmigrated as the Domesticated Rabbit of the Sick and Frail Villain in the Apocalypse

Chapter 103: Sharpening the Sword (two more)

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It was snowing heavily, and the people in the base were all nesting at their footholds. This winter was particularly difficult, the temperature dropped to minus 30 degrees, and there was snow everywhere.

Although the mutant beasts outside the base can withstand the wind and cold and continue to operate as usual, most humans obviously cannot. In such an environment, some evolutionary teams' points bottomed out quickly, and even their usual livelihoods could not be maintained.

In such snowy weather, several teams of evolutionary people chose to go out of the city, carefully looking for suitable prey in the long snowstorm.

There were a lot of people in this team, a group of about ten. The female evolutionary people in the team covered their dry and cracked faces impatiently. The heat they exhaled instantly formed tiny ice beads in the wind.

"Captain, how are we going to hunt in this weather?" The team members' teeth were trembling when they spoke, and the captain of the team was not so much better. He rubbed his frozen palms, feeling a little helpless.

Now in this weather, ordinary mutant beasts are active in the depths of the jungle, and there is great danger in rushing in.

"I heard that when the Heihe team was hunting, they strayed into a hibernating bear pit, and the mutant bears in it didn't sleep at all..." A man said tremblingly. all know.

This is a team of evolutionary people that had an accident a few days ago. When they went out, they took eight people with them, but no one came back.

Just when everyone was hesitating whether to go in or not, suddenly a vision-evolved man suddenly exclaimed in a low voice, "My God..."

Everyone looked at his shocked face, and thought that there was some ferocious mutant beast in front of him, but when they saw him stammering, they would only wave their hands and shake their heads, and they couldn't tell what was going on.

"Yes, someone came out."

The team members were a little puzzled. Are there other evolutionary teams that have gone in to hunt and have already come out

They all became vigilant and did not approach rashly. After about five minutes, a small black dot slowly appeared in front of everyone in the wind and snow.

Someone in the team couldn't help but rubbed his eyes, looked in that direction again, made sure there was only one figure, and couldn't help muttering: "Fake it, breaking into the deep snow jungle alone!"

As the man gradually approached in the snow, they finally saw clearly that this was an adult man dragging the corpse of a mutant beast. He is quite tall, his head and face are covered with a fine layer of wind and frost, and his face can hardly be seen, and he is dragging behind him.

A mutant beast several times bigger than himself.

Deep marks were drawn on the ground, blood stained the snow along the way, no one dared to speak and held their breath, watching the man drag the mutant beast close to them.

"This, how is this possible, he is only one person, to hunt down such a big mutant beast!"

The corpse of the mutant beast in front of him couldn't tell what species it was, but just by looking at the body size, it was at least second-level and approaching third-level. Such a mutant beast with extremely strong attack power is a team that cooperates well in the severe cold and snowy weather. It also takes some effort to win, is this person a monster

Suddenly, a member of the team seemed to remember something, and couldn't help but whisper, "Could it be that the legend in the base is true?"

In the past month, there has been a legend that a super-powerful evolutionary man in a certain team in the base would go out alone every few days to hunt in the deep snowy jungle, and every time he retreated completely and gained a lot.

There are many evolutionary people who go out and claim to have seen this scene, but most of the evolutionary people in the base don't believe it at all, saying that this is a story fabricated by these people.

Not to mention who has such a powerful strength to hunt prey alone in the deep snow jungle where mutant beasts are already competing, the entire base can count no more than one hand, and none of these bigwigs have gone out.

Besides, why does this person go hunting in such weather, one or two can be said to be to exchange points, is it for excitement

The people in this team only listened to this as a story, no one believed its authenticity, but when a single hunting man really appeared in front of them, they said it was true of.

When passing by the captain of the team, the captain couldn't help but glance at the powerful man in front of him.

In the sound of "thrust", the man in front of him was covered with white frost on his cheeks, and he couldn't see his face at all, but his eyes were particularly clear in the snow, and a touch of gold in his pupils was very eye-catching.

When the people were far away, they regained their senses, and they were all tongue-tied.

"You said that this person is so different from other people. We can't be afraid of so many people. The big guy directly broke in and killed the Quartet."

"Niu, this is really admirable."

At this time, the hunter in the snow had dragged his trophies to the access control at the main entrance of the base. Staff members in white coats hurriedly greeted this man. They have received this man many times this month, and now he is skilled. And fearful.

After registering the prey label, a special person carried it to the truck, and the man in the white coat approached and said to the man, "After the person at the points office contacts and handles it, the corresponding points will be directly credited to your card. ."

The man nodded and took the hot towel handed over by the person in front of him. In just a few seconds, the heat of the towel was quickly evaporated by the cold air, and it was still warm at best.

He slowly wiped the frost and snow off his face, revealing a young and handsome face, the corners of the youth's mouth stretched into a cold line, and he walked slowly into the base.

This person is not Jin Yang and who is it.

Since he took Chitu from Brother Bing, his and Tutu's finances have become a deficit, and they even owe a lot, so from a month ago, he went to the deep snow jungle to hunt alone at the frequency of once every two or three days.

This year's winter is extraordinarily long. The usual February is not the coldest time, but this year it is still cooling down.

The goose feather snow that had stopped, began to fall intermittently again, and there was an increasingly violent trend.

He looked up at the sky, and there was another layer of snow on his long eyelashes, which made the eyelashes slightly curved.

After today, the debt should be almost repaid, and Tutu doesn't know what to do.

At this moment, the snow in the Jiulong Caves is even more thick, and the thick areas can even be flush with the necks of ordinary adults. Unlike other places in City B, there are snow removal jobs specially set up by the government, and all work can earn points. of.

The people who live here are not recognized and accepted by the base. Even if they go out to pick up missions, they can't grab ordinary people who have the status of living in the base.

This led them to prefer to let the snow pile up high in front of the door and on the street, and no one was willing to go out and sweep the snow. In their eyes, such people are thankless and stupid.

The entire Kowloon Grotto is crowded and scattered with various buildings. It doesn't look like an area in a super base at all. The ground is dirty, the snow is trampled and gray and black, and the unpleasant smell is covered by the heavy snow. .

The core area is a rare and clean place with surging buildings. Here are the top forces of the Nine Dragons Grottoes. Bingge and Qin Fuhai's evolutionary team live here.

Inside the courtyard, a green canopy covers the top of the hollow, the courtyard is dry and clean, and there are men laughing and laughing while drinking.

There was only one little girl in the yard. She had a pair of long pink and white ears that rose and fell slightly with her movements. She was not wearing thick clothes, but there was a thin layer of sweat on her forehead and a pair of bright eyes.

His eyes looked very firm.

She held a long sword tightly in her hand. The sword was narrow and thin, but it was sharp to the naked eye. She swung the long sword vigorously under this open space. Muscles quivered with the swing of the sword.

This kind of boring sword swinging Yin Yiliu has lasted for thirty-four days. From the day she got Chitu, she worshipped Shi Bingge as her teacher and jumped up from the groggy bed every day before dawn. Run to the Nine Dragons Cave and start swinging the sword in the yard.

Since Jin Yang spent a lot of money to buy Chitu for her, and she really likes it, she can't live up to Jin Thigh's intention, and she can't bury this peerless sword.

Brother Bing had only one requirement to accept his apprentices. On the first day, he swung 20,000 strokes from morning to night. Every stroke must be done with all his strength, from the top of the head to the bottom of the feet. If you reach it, he will accept it, if not, he will not accept it, just sell Chitu to a little girl who collects it.

Yin Yiliu's arrogance also came up. It was bright that day, and she arrived at the Nine Dragons Cave. At the beginning, she was very relaxed.

After all, she is an evolutionary person, and her arm strength is far beyond that of ordinary people. Not long after lunch, she has reached below ten thousand.

But she started to feel soreness in her arm, and after another three thousand strokes, her arm seemed to be filled with lead, heavy. Her arms were shaking with every stroke, and her elbows, waist and thighs began to hurt.

At 18,000, the sky was already dark, Yin Yiliu felt that she was not her own, her spirit was tense, her hands were shaking like a sieve, and the red rabbit, who originally thought she was very light, has changed. became a heavy burden.

She could just drop the sword in her hand like this, but she didn't want to, her round eyes widened with all her might, and her vest was soaked with sweat.

When she was not careful, the sharp blade cut through her calf when it fell, and the wound was deep and bloody.

Sun Fang ran out of the house screaming and wanted to take off the sword in her hand and bandage her. She scolded Brother Bing angrily, saying that Yin Yiliu's number was incredible for the first time, but Brother Bing did not. Stuck in the neck, just like he didn't sell it for eight thousand that day. If it was less than twenty thousand, he would not accept this apprentice if he killed himself.

The severe pain in her leg slowly subsided in the cold weather, and it seemed to be relieved a lot, and Yin Yiliu also completely woke up in this shock. She wrapped the wound tightly, rejected Sun Fang's proposal, and once again The red rabbit in his hand was raised and waved again and again.

The girl's movements are very difficult, but every move is trembling

Over the top of her head, she swung it down with all her strength. After she counted 20,000 hoarse voices, her hand holding the sword was already stiff, and Sun Fang broke it several times without taking the sword from her hand. come out.

A man in a trench coat has been standing silently at the entrance of the yard since the afternoon, watching the girl clenching her teeth and swinging her sword, watching her wounds drip with blood, her eyes getting darker and darker, but he didn't step forward to stop it.

The starry sky that night was already very bright, and the full moon was in the sky. When Yin Yiliu personally heard Brother Bing say that she had passed the border, her tense heartstrings were instantly sent. She kissed the red rabbit in her own hands, and her consciousness fell into an extreme sense. in exhaustion.

In the end, Yin Yiliu was taken away by Jin Yang, who had been guarding the door.

Early the next morning, she got up from the warm bed. Last night, Jin Yang was sulking silently, forcing her to drink her own blood, so the wound on her leg was completely healed. The soreness of the body also disappeared.

Yin Yiliu quickly adapts and grows during the high-level training. Her height is raised by waving every day, and the muscles of her arms have changed from soft to hard muscles. During this period of time, her whole body It was polished quickly.

From sharp to restrained, and then forced to be hard-edged from restraint.

I have to say that Brother Bing is a very good teacher, and also a very demented teacher.

He took a fancy to Yin Yiliu's strong adaptability, and trained Yin Yiliu to die every day as an iron boy, and Yin Yiliu also developed a strong rebellious mentality from the constant suppression, and he had to grit his teeth. Complete Devil Training.

If one day she didn't finish it, she would grit her teeth and train with tears in her eyes.

From early morning Hongmeng to late night, Zhao Qiyang was a little worried when he looked at Yin Yiliu's state, and asked Jin Yang Tutu several times whether he had practiced magic. Although Zhao Sihui and Lin Jia would feel distressed and worried, but He just silently gave her a different pattern to make nutritious meals to supplement her body.

Master Yan, with a mutated extremely strong physique and tenacious perseverance, can be described as the right time and place for people, and if any one is missing, Yin Yiliu cannot quickly improve his swordsmanship in a short period of time.

She was standing in the yard at this time, holding a sword flower in her hand, and suddenly her eyes were sharp and stabbed forward, and her footsteps immediately followed, like a wandering dragon.

When she stabbed out, she could still see the shallow traces on the back of her hand. These were the traces that she accidentally injured herself while practicing swordsmanship. She carried a glass bottle in her arms. On the top, it contains Jin Yang's own blood.

Although he wouldn't stop Tutu from practicing swords, he still felt distressed when he saw the sword marks on her hands.

And Yin Yiliu's palm was full of blisters on the first day, and after it was broken, it was ground again, and it was worn and broken again, and now it was covered with a thin layer of hard calluses.