Second World Book

This man doesn't even have a name, only a number. He was created by Lin Mo with the technology of transforming soul + corpse, and has the talents of management, battle, co-ordination, and employment. His own strength is not lost to the captain level death.

Although this is not Lin Mo's own hometown, he still decided to help him when he saw that the people were not talking about life, their lives were covered with charcoal, and their eyes were as if they were living on earth.

After the command, Lin Mo left immediately, and appeared at the northern border in the next moment. Although the virtual soul was collected, he still lacked human beings, and in the border area, there were some barbarians who drink blood.

Now, after the civil war, the entire empire is weak, and the savage races that surround it must be ready to move. As soon as I arrived at the border area, I saw hundreds of thousands of barbarians wearing wild boar skins dragging their families south, preparing to swallow the mountains and rivers, and the border guards would let go of them blindly.

"The great rivers and mountains are ours! Women are casual..." The mouse tail headed inspires morale, the eyes of the barbarian soldiers are green, and the Haras flowed to the ground.

But Lin Mo remembered very bad memories. I haven't seen them before, but now...

"Death--!" Lin Mo's eyes flashed coldly, and the sword in his hand waved through the entire space, turning it into a horrible fold and ripple, and the earth and air collapsed wherever he passed.

"...What...?" The natural disaster was caught off guard. The barbarians had just prepared to do a big fight. Unexpectedly, the sky suddenly cracked and the rocks collapsed and rolled up, like a tsunami.

"Run!"

"Help me..."

Faced with this terrible'natural disaster', how can the flesh and blood be able to contend with it?

The first idea is to run, but unfortunately, let alone two legs, it is useless to evolve into a crab. It is quickly swallowed by the torrent. Hundreds of thousands of people, including the two or five people on the city wall, are all transformed into Youfan.

This wave of rock landslides has been pushed out for thousands of kilometers and eventually crushed the Greater Xing'an Mountains and the Outer Mongolia area, and then gradually subsided, and eventually piled up into thousands of kilometers of thousands of kilometers of mountains, turning into a sky.

"There is no psychological pressure to destroy you aliens," Lin Mo said indifferently, the empty shell gem in his hand emerged, and those broken souls were filtered again, the soul source was absorbed, and the collapse of jade was completed.

Since the goal was achieved, Lin Mo didn't plan to stay and opened the door of the realm to return directly to the realm of corpse soul. Of course, this time he wielded his sword and became a miracle of the world.

"Sir Captain!" Seeing Lin Mo coming out of the gate, the gods of death saluted one after another.

Lin Mo nodded slightly, and left straight to headquarter.

Old man Yamamoto looked at the investigation report submitted by Lin Mo, his old face twitched a few times, and finally said: "Captain Liufan, what do you think of the destroyer?"

Lin Mo went to the present world to return to the investigation, but did not arrive in three days, and the above was written to destroy the teacher and the virtual fierce fight, and ultimately both defeated, of course, the literature and science are quite perfunctory, just like the writing of primary school students.

If you change a person, the old man Yamamoto really wanted to shake his face.

"Destroy the teacher... It's so sloppy!" Although Lin Mo marveled at the strength of the destroyer before, he wouldn't say to the old man.

In the written submission, it is both the destroyer and the imaginary who are both defeated. If there are nearly 30 captain-level death dies and the teacher is destroyed, even if one million ordinary empties are sent, it is also a dish, and it is impossible to lie.

When the destroyers thought of it, it should have been a virtual attack of more than five Vastod levels in the dark circle, which led to their death. The death and injury of the division were heavy, and the group was almost destroyed. There was no doubt that Lin Mo was on his head.

Although the old man Yamamoto has an estimate of the strength of the destroyer, but the specific number, he is actually not very clear. After all, the destroyer and the **** of death do not have any contact, but they are both defeated and defeated by the virtual city, or the core is not dispatched. The main force, either the destroyer branch in country X, has fallen.

If it is the former, a follow-up investigation is required, and if the latter is not honest, it can be eliminated as the case may be.

Hearing Lin Mo's answer, the old man Yamamoto waved his hand and said, "You have worked hard, Captain Liufan."

"If it's okay, I'll leave." Lin Mo was still polite.

"Well!" Old man Yamamoto nodded blankly.

After Lin Mo left the head office, he returned to the institute. Lan Lan was already waiting at the door.

"Teacher, you are back." Lan Lan smiled, but her heart was hard, and she came back so quickly, almost caught off guard.

"Just go to this world to investigate a trivial matter." Lin Mo looked at Lan Lan lightly: "Did you practice calligraphy diligently these two days?"

"Teacher, this is my homework." Lan Lan hurriedly handed the text to Lin Mo.

After Lin Mo looked over, he touched the writing brush, and there was a little bit of shi. The handwriting was scribbled. Obviously it was a temporary work. The text was shot on Lan Lan's head.

"It hurts!" Lan Lan squatted her head, her head swollen and her tears almost came out.

"Unqualified! Go back and write to me a thousand times." Lin Mo's smirk flickered away, sample, and he dared to play a trick, not punishing him, what should I do?

"Eh? A thousand times..." Lan Lan's face was dumbfounded, and he still had experiments to do. How could there be time to vomit bitterness in his heart.

Lin Moyu said seriously: "Lan Lan, the teacher will only have you as a disciple, and you will not fall into the name of everyone who is a teacher of calligraphy in the future! The strictness for you today is for your future success, not for those who are busy and do nothing. generation."

Lan Lan's face was stunned, and she was almost fooled by Lin Mo. She was sober immediately. She admired Lin Mo's power in her heart, and other respects for her role as a teacher, in fact, she didn't even have a point.

Besides, my cheap teacher, although the writing is not bad, is definitely not a calligraphy everyone. At best, it is better than her. She is cheeky and can’t fall into his name?

However, getting along for a while, Lan Lan thinks that Lin Mo's temperament is somewhat mastered. At this time, it is best not to sing the opposite tone, otherwise it will be worse.

"Yes! Teacher, I must live up to your expectations!"

"Ruzi can be taught too!" Lin Mo patted Lan Lan's head with relief, turning her combed hair into a chicken nest.

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