Zhan Cheng and several others exchanged their eyes with each other. Although they didn't say anything, the meaning was self-evident.

Who would use a mechanism that will go through wind and rain?

Isn’t this self-destruction?

Ling Luoyu guessed their thoughts from everyone's eyes and immediately smiled.

"So, you mean that's the same... I think this thing has nothing to do with the agency we are looking for?"

“…”

Isn’t this nonsense?

"Miss Ling, why do you have to face a tree?"

The white-headed man laughed, but his expression was mostly disdain.

"This dead tree can be broken with just one touch... How could anyone have any problems with their heads? Use it to be the most critical mechanism hub!?"

"Yeah!"

Ling Luoyu took a step back and showed the first test.

"Then you try it!"

The white-headed man was stunned: "...ah!?"

"Didn't you say that this thing will break if you touch it? Then let me see!"

"..." Gu Lan's eyes couldn't help but shrink, and he looked at the dead tree with some enlightenment, and a look of surprise gradually appeared in his eyes.

The white-headed man was lit and smiled awkwardly: "Miss Ling..."

"It's okay, just do it... let's just treat it as a small entertainment!"

"……this……"

The white-headed man really doesn't understand what Ling Luoyu is going to do.

But seeing the unlucky appearance of a dead tree that can fall down at any time, I am so lazy to care about it.

"Okay, I'll give it a try!"

He suddenly raised his hand and pushed the dead tree with one hand.

only--

With a push, his expression suddenly changed slightly.

"this……"

The crooked tree that was about to fall was still standing.

"Old Bai, you haven't eaten!" Jia Guizi teased in the voice, regardless of the white-headed man's expression.

However, Zhan Cheng noticed the unusual expression of the white-headed man-

His face changed slightly, as if it was not because he did not push down the tree body at once.

like--

It's because of something else!

Sure enough, after pushing the white-headed man, he did not continue pushing, but raised his hand to wiping the tree body and rubbed it back and forth.

The more you caress, the ugly the face is-

"This...this is not..."

He suddenly looked at Ling Luoyu with a shocked look on his face.

Ling Luoyu curled his lips without comment: "What's not?"

“…it’s not a tree!”

Except Gu Lan, everyone has the same thought—

Nonsense!

What is this not a tree?

Could it be that if someone dies, it is not a tree?

"Lao Bai, what do you mean? If you can't push it down with a slap, you won't admit that he is a tree!"

Jia Guizi laughed gloatingly and slapped at the crooked tree.

After just a slap, his expression froze instantly, and his hands couldn't help but touch the tree several times.

"this……"

Zhan Cheng and others took action almost at the same time and touched the tree body.

After touching it, I was no longer calm-

"What's going on!?"

"What is this?"

"Why... so cold!?"

“…”

No matter how the crooked tree dies, it is all a tree!

When the tree body touches, it should have the warm and rough bark feeling.

But what about now!?

To put it bluntly, they were more like touching a piece of cold rock iron.

After patting the tree, Ding Buliu suddenly slapped it with a palm.

"Buzz!"

The crooked tree made a dull tremor, whirling back in everyone's ears.

"This is...iron!!"

Ding Buliu took a step back and looked at his hand in disbelief.

"Can……"

This is exactly the same as a real tree!
Chapter completed!