Chapter 385

"Miss Medusa, what do you think about the choice between divinity and humanity?"

In the Dimensional Stomach Bag Prison, Lin Mingyuan suddenly ended his retreat.

At this time, Lin Mingyuan hadn't realized that Helena's spatial attainment was very high, and he was in a very relaxed and happy mood.

The message transmission between the main body and the clone is one-way.

The clone can sense the current situation of the main body, but the main body knows nothing about the clone.

Once something big happens that the clone cannot handle, the clone will find a way to self-destruct immediately, and the blood soul will return to its place.

The message is delivered to the deity.

In non-emergency situations, if the avatar is indecisive and wants to ask the deity for advice, there is no need to self-destruct.

Destroying a part of the body with key information can ensure that Lin Mingyuan can receive it.

After talking with Dongfang Bai all night, the avatar who didn't have a clear answer chose to ask the deity.

If the avatar can't figure it out, the real deity can figure it out before seeing it.

Lin Mingyuan decisively asked Medusa, who is very experienced and good at being a teacher.

"Oh, your level has risen very quickly.

You've even started discussing philosophy with me."

Lin Mingyuan was worried: "Recently, I accidentally discovered that my feelings are getting weaker and weaker.

I am worried that one day I will become a clay puppet who cut off the seven emotions and six desires and exalts the temple.

I can't help but feel fear."

Medusa thought for a while and said: "This question is really difficult to answer.

As far as I know, many gods have faced the problems you are facing now, including me.

I think I was very motivated during the period when I just became a god.

I have worked hard to build the Osiris Islands into the ancestral home of the snake people.

The efforts I have put in have indeed achieved some results, but the profit cycle is too long, often lasting hundreds of years.

Time has washed away the enthusiasm, and countless believers come to me every day.

Pray, there is a huge amount of work waiting for me to deal with, and I gradually began to feel irritated, and a strong desire for destruction suddenly emerged in my heart.

I wanted to kill all the existing snake people and train a new batch."

"When this terrible idea appeared in my mind, I realized that there might be a problem with my psychology.

I also tried to find a psion to solve my doubts, but the ephemeral species couldn't understand the pain of the gods, and I finally had to go on my own.

from."

"How did you get out?" Lin Mingyuan spoke extremely fast, his eyes full of curiosity.

"I let go of the figure of a god, and used an alias to infiltrate the mercenary group of mortals.

I felt their joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys.

I found the feeling I had when I was an ordinary Gorgon, and walked out without knowing it."

"That's it, I understand.

Let go of your body and return to the mortals." Lin Mingyuan was thoughtful, and the thoughts and emotions of the deity were perfectly perceived by the avatar.

After clearing away all the threatening alien bosses in Central China, he spent the night with a bonfire in the empty wasteland and left Central China the next day.

Now Lin Mingyuan no longer needs any experience.

All the bosses he encounters are beaten to death by himself and then handed over to Yan Qianxue and Lu Xiaoyan, who will reap the heads.

After the Battle of the Swamp God, Yan Qianxue and Lu Xiaoyan, who shared weal and woe, became good friends.

Both women are talented long-range shooters, and their growth experiences are not bad.

The two girls, who lack the courage to stand on fire, have similar personalities and similar tactics, gradually become each other's important comrades-in-arms.

They shared materials, experiences, and even Lin Mingyuan.

They were the first to know that Lin Mingyuan was going to leave Central China for a while.

Among Lin Mingyuan's four confidants, Freya was the first to be promoted to Demigod.

There is no threshold for Xin Ai to be promoted to Demigod.

As long as she has enough experience, she can be promoted to Demigod at any time.

Yan Qianxue and Lu Xiaoyan are somewhat different in talent.

Because of this I can get more love from Lin Mingyuan.

Lu Xiaoyan asked Lin Mingyuan where he was going and what he was going to do when he left Huazhong, but Lin Mingyuan just smiled without saying a word.

On the day Lin Mingyuan disappeared from the world, an ordinary scavenger named Xiao Lin with a broken arm appeared in the Jiangnan area within the Ark Group's sphere of influence.

Xiao Lin was wearing a gray overcoat with dozens of patches, the cuffs and neckline were dirty to iron gray, and his dirty face under the felt hat had no blood, and was malnourished and gray.

Kobayashi has dried feces of elite monsters in his pocket.

The smell of feces can intimidate ordinary mobs, but it will be provocative when encountering elite monsters.

It is necessary to ensure that there are no elite monsters in the area and route, often only Well-informed veteran scavengers dare to do this.

The broken-armed scavenger Xiao Lin who walks through the streets and dark alleys looking for enough rations is naturally Lin Mingyuan.

Xiao Lin, who has been away from the masses for too long, gets inspiration from Medusa.

Therefore, he self-sealed his super perception and super high attributes, and presented himself as Kobayashi, an ordinary scavenger at level 20 who failed to change his job.

Hiding in the corner of the street, his body remained as motionless as a sculpture, his eyes scanned the street to make sure there were no monsters, and he threw a stone in front of him to ask for directions, but there was still no response.

Cross the street to the roadside convenience store.

Five years have passed since the catastrophe, and almost all valuable materials have been plundered by scavengers.

Convenience store inspections were fruitless.

Lin Mingyuan only found a note saying that a certain camp welcomes scavengers in a certain place.

Most of the scavengers are low-level people who are forced to survive in the survivor camps, and they have an instinctive distrust of the scavengers camps with loud slogans.

He hadn't eaten for ten hours, and Lin Mingyuan, who was slightly stronger than ordinary people, was already dizzy from hunger.

He took off the water bottle tied around his waist and wrapped it in layers of silk, and drank a few mouthfuls of boiled clean rainwater to moisten his skin.

Throat, soothes stomach cramps and burning sensations from hunger.

There are details everywhere when scavenging.

In order to avoid the sound of the water bottle you carry with you when you move, you will wrap it with a soft cloth.

These are all details.

"It shouldn't be.

Has my ability to pick up wastes declined so quickly? Maybe it's because of acclimatization.

In my previous life, I picked up wastes in central China.

This is Jiangnan.

Well, it must be because of acclimatization." In the previous life, Lin Mingyuan fell into the ranks of the lower class.

The most inferior scavenger, but he has flourished in the field of scavenger.

Although he doesn't eat well and doesn't wear well, he doesn't suffer from hunger or cold, and his life is not bad.

Now that Lin Mingyuan's scavenging skills are unfamiliar, he will starve on the first day of becoming a scavenger.

"I'm a good boy, it's really effective to integrate into the grassroots, and I'll start to miss the days of fine clothes and good food within a day." Lin Mingyuan thought happily in bitterness.

According to his observations, there may not be many living people in this small city in the south of the Yangtze River called Huashi City.

Along the way, Lin Mingyuan saw the wreckage of the camp that had been built and trampled down, and there were countless uncollected bones.

, and the silent stillness.

Not many living people are actually a good thing for scavengers.

A place with fewer people proves that there are fewer monsters.

After walking for several blocks, Lin Mingyuan only saw a few wandering monsters.

Continue to walk forward, you can see that the streets are devastated, the green plants are crumbling, and the gorgeous skyscrapers are gradually fading due to loss of maintenance.

The wind leaking in from the broken glass of the commercial buildings on both sides of the street made a howling sound like ghosts and wolves, which was breathtaking.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Lin Mingyuan, who had wandered around for nearly twelve hours, finally found something of value.

The first is to dig out expired compressed biscuits from several dead bodies, and find a hemostatic flower by the side of the stinking ditch.

Drying the petals and grinding them into powder can effectively stop bleeding, and extracting the essence of the flower can make a hemostatic spray.

The latter requires With higher technological content, scavengers often adopt the former method to make simple wound medicine or use it by themselves, or take it to the flea market to exchange resources.

With food in hand and no panic, Lin Mingyuan wandered around the proven safe area, found a stick that could be used as a weapon, and found a pair of collector's edition A-cone basketball shoes and A bag of deflated potato chips was returned with a full load of food.

On the way back to the temporary hut, Lin Mingyuan couldn't help humming softly triumphantly.

At this time, a little bit of useful garbage brought Lin Mingyuan a greater sense of joy than harvesting artifacts.

After all, for Lin Mingyuan now, harvesting those ordinary The Pink Artifact is not of much value anymore.

The small shabby house was built on the sixth-floor rooftop of an old tube building without an elevator.

To say it is a small shabby house is actually a bit of an exaggeration, but it is just a simple tent built with a few asbestos tiles in an arched shape and covered with a layer of waterproof plastic sheeting.

At each corner are canned bottles that collect rainwater.

This old building was a dangerous building before the catastrophe, but it hadn't been demolished and developed, and there was nothing there.

Lin Mingyuan found that there were no traces of monsters near this dangerous building, so he took it as his base camp.

It was getting late, and Lin Mingyuan didn't do anything other than picking up rubbish this day, and he didn't even pick up much rubbish.

The biggest gain was to investigate the environment of Huashi City and confirm that Huashi City is a dead city where no one lives.

Tomorrow he can Expand the scope of scavenging and go to the bustling business district in the city center.

Scavenging really tempers the will.

In just one day, Lin Mingyuan has completely changed the thinking mode of the city lord into a scavenger.

He lives in fear, makes a living step by step, and has to enjoy hardships to maintain a good attitude.

Being a scavenger is too difficult!

Back home, it was completely dark, and the dots of stars were covered by dark clouds.

Lin Mingyuan stretched out his hand to feel the humidity of the air.

It was going to rain, so he ate a few wild fruits at random.

Lin Mingyuan went into the small broken house and covered him with a quilt that smelled mildly musty , Then pressed the coat on the quilt and slowly fell asleep.

The drizzle drizzled all night, until the next day, the sky was still foggy, and the swirling raindrops fell on Lin Mingyuan's palm, which was cool and refreshing.

Lin Mingyuan only ate a few fruits all day yesterday, and at this moment, his empty stomach couldn't help but return acid water.

The day's plan begins in the morning.

In order to ensure that he has enough energy to scavenge today, Lin Mingyuan took out the compressed biscuits that he was reluctant to eat yesterday, washed the wild vegetables and prepared breakfast.

First go back to the corridor to take out dry firewood and hastily light the bonfire.

The bonfire does not dare to be too big.

The stove is surrounded by rusted iron sheets to ensure that the fire will not spread.

Put the iron pot on the fire, pour the picked wild vegetables and compressed biscuits into the pot and cook.

It would be too wasteful to eat compressed biscuits empty-handed.

Add some wild vegetables and simmer for a while to make a pot of sticky paste.

This is the favorite delicacy of the former waste picker Lin Mingyuan.

The drizzle fell, dyeing the sky and the earth blue.

Lin Mingyuan picked up the iron basin and swallowed the mush of wild vegetables, and looked at the city under the rain.

The rain will wash away all the smells and traces.

After the rain, it is not a suitable time to explore, but Lin Mingyuan has no choice, he has no food reserves.

(End of this chapter)