My Skills Are Not Serious

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Three days later, one morning, Jimo routinely rode the Flying Tiger, and followed the route of the previous patrol to investigate. After that, she couldn't resist the worry about Chen Fang. She flew towards the swamp and tried her luck. Can't meet Chen Fang.

Maybe Jimo had good luck, and she happened to meet Chen Fang on the way.

However, this guy is not in a good condition at this time, and he doesn't know where he provokes a group of green mutant swamp ants, and he is chased to flee very embarrassed riding an electric car.

Among all kinds of mutant creatures in the world, there are three types of life forms: animals, plants and insects, of which insects are the most terrifying.

The scary thing is not how strong they are. The scary thing is that they are in groups and piles, they are not afraid of life and death, and they have strange abilities.

For example, the marching ants that flee after chasing Chen Fang are a mutant creature unique to the swamp. They are called barren ants, mud species, and the size of an individual punch.

Desolate marsh ants live in groups, the small number is thousands, and the large number is over 10,000.

They are not very aggressive, and they eat decay and are not interested in living things. As long as they are not close to them, they will not be actively attacked.

Because they eat decay, the ants of the desert are contaminated with various germs.

If you are bitten by provoking, you will have various symptoms of infection, which are difficult to treat, and there is no cure.

Ordinary people can only wait to die when they are bitten, and the awakened can only rely on their physique to see if they can survive.

But so far, there is no record of surviving after being bitten by barren ants.

So when he saw Chen Fang being chased by such a group of things that made people smelly and discolored, Jimo didn't even think about it, so he directly let the Flying Tiger dive down and took Chen Fang up into the sky.

Suddenly slammed into the sky, Chen Fang wanted to attack instinctively. Fortunately, even if Jimo reminded him, Chen Fang didn't cut off the weapon in his hand according to the tiger's head.

After flying over a certain distance and throwing away the barren ant colony on the ground, Jimo found a safe place to put down Chen Fang.

After landing, Chen Fang asked suspiciously: "Jimo, why are you here?"

"Patrol, stop by and have a look."

Jimo told the truth, and then looked at Chen Fang nervously.

"Why did you get into the desert ants? Have you been bitten?"

Chen Fang was very moved when he looked at Jimo, who was turning around for inspection.

"No, don't worry."

"I didn't deliberately want to provoke them, but just discovered this thing and was chased after taking it."

While explaining, Chen Fang took out a fist the size of a treasure, showing a black surface with cracks, which looked like a blue star truffle block.

"This is... the barren bog."

Jimo took the identification, and couldn't help but yell.

Wild bog rice is extremely rare. It is only born in barren ant dens. It takes ten years for a fingernail-sized piece of rice to grow. It takes at least three to four hundred years to grow like a fist-sized piece of rice.

The growth of this thing depends on the feces of the barren ants. It may be because of this. The grown barren rice has the same function as the blue star antibiotic and can be used to treat infectious diseases, but in terms of effect, it is more powerful, and there is no Side effects, and after the medicine is cured, it will produce special energy in the body that is immune to virus infection, and the effect is very powerful.

One gram of gold is now on the market, but there is no market. The fist-sized barren bog in Chen Fang's hand weighs less than two or three kilograms, and it is still a whole piece. It is sold out and has infinite value.

But Chen Fang didn't wait for Jimo's praise and worship, but waited for her to stare and scold.

"You don't want to die, this thing grows in the barren ant nest, how dare you go, not afraid of accidents?"

The wild bog rice is extremely rare and very useful, but in Jimo's view, it is not as important as Chen Fang's life.

Chen Fang touched his nose, and was scolded by his head if Xianbao failed. He was embarrassed, but he was not angry. After all, he was worried about himself.

"Actually, I'm also very helpless, it's all unfortunate encounter." Chen Fang said innocently.

It turned out that after the Totem Maniac was wiped out, it was getting late at the time. Chen Fang didn't want to stay in the swamp to feed the mosquitoes, so he left directly, but before he got out of the swamp, the sky darkened.

It's getting dark, in fact, it can't affect Chen Fang's rush. With the help of night vision glasses, even at night when he can't see his fingers, he can still see clearly under his feet without falling into the puddle.

But I never thought that after nightfall, the swamp began to fog, and it became thicker and thicker, and in the end it was directly less than three meters visibility.

In this case, Chen Fang naturally did not dare to hurry, so he prepared to stay where it was until dawn, and then left when the fog cleared.

But fortune Wushuang did not come singly. As the fog rose, a group of marshland native mutant beasts also started hunting. They happened to encounter Chen Fang, who was overnight in the marsh, and they started fighting naturally.

This fog came and went in the fog, chasing and fighting all night, although Chen Fang finally cleaned up this group of mutant creatures hunting in the fog, but it also made him find himself in the swamp when the fog cleared in the morning. Lost his way.

It didn't matter, relying on the sun in the sky, Chen Fang quickly found his way, and once again walked to the ruins of the Totem Mad Orc tribe that he had leveled.

Because the night of fighting was more tiring, Chen Fang went to rest on the spot. I didn’t want to sleep again. At night, the bad luck was that the fog started at night again. What’s even more bad was that he was spotted by a group of mutant creatures again. There are more mutant creatures that make his mind, and their strength is stronger.

Chen Fang was chased around again, and finally had to summon the Dryad warrior to help, and spent two hundred gold coins before destroying the group of mutant creatures, and so another night passed.

During the day the fog cleared, Chen Fang once again found the right direction to move forward, but because he was chased for a long time in the previous night, when he came to the ruins of Totem Tribe for the second time, it was already night and the fog rose again.

"I said you may not believe it. I have encountered heavy fog for seven days in a row. Every time I was chased by a group of mutant beasts, and I could only walk to the ruins of the tribe every time. I repeated it again and again, if not every time I met The mutant beast is different from the thick fog, and I thought I was in a time cycle." Chen Fang said sadly.

"Just last night, the fog was the thinnest in the past few days, and the visibility can reach more than ten meters. I really can't stand it. Even rushing at night, the road ahead was fine. I didn't encounter mutant creatures. I was kind of pretty. I'm happy, I don't feel bad anymore. I don't think it is because I think too much. A group of evil spirits are waiting for me in front."

Speaking of this, Chen Fang almost cried when he thought of his mood at the time.

The cause of this ghost is unknown. It is distributed in all swamps. The strength is extremely weak, so weak that it can be destroyed by blowing a breath. But even so, don't touch it, because this thing is very mysterious, given by the adventure world. The advice is to run and don't hesitate when you see it, or you will die by drowning without luck.

This thing ranks third on the Adventure Guild's top ten mortal list.

By the way, barren ants are not on the list.

"If it weren't for me to run fast, one day in the future, I might choke to death if I wash my face." Chen Fangxin said with lingering fear.

"Because I wanted to avoid ghosts, I ran to UU Reading www.uukanshu.com without looking at the ground, but rushed to the deserted ant nest, and fell into it with one foot, and it happened to fall into the deserted place where there were wild bogs.

"It doesn't happen that the treasure is right by your side. There is no reason not to take it. That's why this piece of rice came from. It wasn't that I had the courage to go to the ant den." Chen Fang shrugged.

So Chen Fang was chased by the deserted marsh ants, not because he took the rice, but because he collapsed his house. How could this kind of hatred not chase him?

Jimo also understood that Chen Fang's ability to obtain such rare things as barren bougainvillea was completely unlucky, not his subjective search.

"Well, seeing you are so unlucky, I don't blame you, let's go, everyone in the family is waiting for you to go back."

Jimo spoke and patted the flying tiger on the back, ready to let Chen Fang sit up and fly back together, but before Chen Fang was happy, Jimo sniffed for two breaths, and refused Chen Fang's ride.

The taste is not good, it is rotten, and refuses to load.

Then Jimo rode away without looking back.

Chen Fang was left annoyed and missed the opportunity to be close to the beauty.

"Another day I will develop a skill that can take a bath anytime, anywhere."

Chen Fang was disappointed for a while and summoned the electric car to follow.

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