The dense red liquid in the medicine bottle in his hand swayed constantly as Jeno walked, slapped on the transparent glass wall, leaving a layer of fine foam.

The refugees on both sides of the road are no longer surprised by Geno who passes on this road every day.

Seeing that he did not carry any food on his hands today, no one wasted his energy and took the initiative to approach him and pray for some alms.

Sometimes Geno would think, is it not worth taking the risk of saving such realistic people?

But Camille said that the biggest advantage of Picheng people is that they are self-reliant, do not expect relief, and are always pursuing better.

This sentence awakened Geno. He had long regarded himself as half of Mrs. Piltwo. Now he had an opportunity to do better before him. Why not fight for it?

So he strengthened his determination.

Apart from this bottle of potion, Geno brought nothing, the Wings of Steel were not repaired, and there was no need to use the Focus Flame Spitzer.

Except for Kamil, he did not mention his whereabouts to anyone, including Gana, Oriana, Caitlin...

"Have you been enlightened to die? You must know that once you die in the rain forest, I can't even help you collect the body." Camille did not fail to dissuade Geno. Geno was still a little unstable at that time, but now he has decided.

"Why don't you bring Nederi to the rainforest? Nederi is very familiar with the rainforest." Niko let Geno hold his hand, bent his waist on his right side, crawling and walking.

"Because you are enough." Geno joked casually, trying to dispel the heavy atmosphere, but Niko still sensitively noticed something was wrong.

"Jeno, you seem to have something to worry about..."

"You actually saw it!" Geno laughed in the haze, and finally accidentally inhaled some smoke and choked his throat and coughed constantly: "Cough cough, I was wondering if Zyra liked the gift I brought."

"Give a gift? Just give cheese cake!" Niko said verbally, as if she had some experience in this area.

"Okay, if Zera doesn't like my gift later, you can go and buy the cheese cake for me?" Jeno squatted down, holding Niko's face, and said seriously.

Geno's eyes were clear and transparent, which changed the light in front of him. Looking at him, Niko's vertical pupils couldn't help but shrink into a thin line.

"Wow, Jeno, your Shuoma has become smaller, but it is shining! Bu Ling Bu Ling! Look very nice." Niko rubbed the other party's face, curious, and the development did not follow what Jeno thought.

"Is that true? Don't care about the details, you promise me first." Neko must agree to this promise.

"Okay!"

Seeing that Niko agreed immediately, Geno finally breathed a sigh of relief and finally forced himself to break it back.

This time he planned to enter the rainforest and approach Zyra, and Niko played an escort role in it. When Geno felt that the time was right, he would deport Niko. But this little guy might not be obedient, so the previous guidance was all about making Niko make an obedient promise.

In addition, Niko also helped the plan.

"Niko, look at the Shuma in this rainforest." Geno stood on the canyon bridge and stretched out his finger to the dense forest area in front of him.

Niko straightened her waist and looked forward. Her golden vertical pupils saw that the rainforest gathered into a green ocean, regardless of each other.

"They... are independent but closely connected, and have the same Shuma, the powerful Shuma."

Seeing that his thoughts were confirmed, Geno smiled knowingly and walked into the depths of the rain forest with Niko.

I don’t know how long I have walked, how deep I have walked, until the sun is covered by the dense leaves, until he can no longer breathe the slightly chemically-containing air of Twin Cities.

Geno stopped and began his carefully prepared summoning ceremony.

He took out the potion bottle that was tied around his waist. This bottle as big as a mineral water bottle was filled with the blood he had accumulated over the past two days.

He wants to use his magical talent to counter Zyra!

The area of ​​the eastern rainforest accounts for one-quarter of the entire Shurima continent. Jeno knew that the soul contained in his blood was just a drop in the ocean compared to it. However, as long as the local changes can attract Jerra's attention and let her reveal her true body in front of Jeno, his plan will be half successful.

On the contrary, if Jerra did not appear, Geno could only leave with regret, and these plants did not retain his ability.

The bottle cap was twisted open, and with a heavy heart, Geno poured his blood on a cluster of green thorns.

The thorns stretched out, sucking blood greedily, and their spikes rubbed across their tough skin, making a squeezing sound.

"Jeno, your Shuomasan is everywhere... I have to pick them up!" Neko made an anxious voice behind her. She saw the blood-soaked thorns greedily sucking Geno's soul.

She was at a loss and hurriedly reached out and grabbed it.

"The gifts you gave cannot be taken back, this is the rule."

Geno stopped her and brought her back and almost forgot that the little guy was still there.

"Oh, Zyra didn't show up. It seems that she doesn't like my gift. Niko, now I'm asking you to buy some cheese cakes. Maybe Zyra will come out after smelling the fragrance."

Geno said angrily, and he looked at Niko quietly until she believed what she said and remembered her promise.

"Okay, Niko goes to buy it, Geno is waiting for me." Niko answered singly.

"Come on, come again after you buy it, don't steal it!" Jeno smiled and handed the counterfeit currency prepared in advance to Niko. He used this counterfeit currency to Niko and could not buy cheese cake. Moreover, the south of the city has been lost for several days and has encountered such a big catastrophe. Most of the dessert shops have been closed.

"Okay!" Niko took the counterfeit currency and ran back immediately, with his fast speed so that his tail was thrown in the air.

Looking at Niko's thin back, he felt ache in his heart, feeling guilty.

Geno knew that Niko's innocence was not the capital that she could deceive her at will, but sometimes she had to do so.

He set his eyes on the greedy plants on the blood-soaked soil. As Neko left him, he was ready to move and began to climb up to his feet.

Geno closed his eyes and switched perspectives.

He found himself observed from a wonderful angle, hundreds or thousands of blurred angles, up, down, far or near, together; these vague perceptions overlapped layer by layer, making his image clearer, and even a fiber on the corner of his clothes could clearly see the weight, temperature, and even a fiber on the corner of his clothes.

He took a deep breath, activated his talent to take over the surrounding thorns that had sucked his blood, and manipulated them to block other greedy plants.

A sense of crisis suddenly locked in him, and Geno knew...

Jera, here it is.
Chapter completed!