The tavern is not big. Wang Yao just entered the back door of the tavern from the alley. Generally speaking, he asked those guests to cover their mouths and rush out to vomit, or to relieve their hands, or to go to a place where they are intimate.

With the closed blessing, the items in the tavern were unexpectedly preserved intact.

A painting of cloth hung on the wall. The painting fell off, but the cloth was still there.

After holding the wooden chair straight, Wang Yaofang was about to sit on it, and remembered his current weight, so he had to walk aside and pick up a square wine bottle to look around.

Glass, this transparent "stone", takes thousands of years to degrade naturally. There is no air circulation here, and it is better preserved. But the outer layer of paper label degrades early.

Xiao Wu transformed a few tentacles and searched for text in the tavern to expand the language library of protons.

Soon, Xiaowu on his shoulder said to Wang Yao: "Wang Yao, Wang Yao, which one do you want to listen to for good news or bad news?"

"Look at the bad one first." He threw the wine bottle out with a crisp sound, and the bottle fell to the ground and did not break. He turned around for a few times, hit the counter and stopped.

"Most of the paper that carries the text is corroded, and only one bottle of wine is found. Because it is a metal bottle, some fonts can be seen."

Xiao Wu said, and the tentacles rolled up a bottle of wine and handed it to Wang Yao.

I reached out to take it, and there was a sound of liquid shaking inside.

【Text detected, translation is being translated】

[The current language library content is insufficient, so you can only parse part.]

【…63…………】

Number 63.

"Wang Yao, Wang Yao, ask me good news." Xiao Wu, shoulders, retracted his tentacles, poked Wang Yao's cheek with his little hand, and said impatiently.

It seems that after entering the ruins, Xiao Wu has become a little excited.

“…There’s good news.”

“There is a basement at the back, which may be better preserved.”

Xiao Wu said that the basement is behind the counter, and there is an iron door full of rust.

Try to pull it, the door has been rusted to death, and it is integrated with the wall.

He turned into a fist glove and punched him, which only caused a depression.

It was too time-consuming, so Wang Yao's arm shook lightly, transformed into a black blade, and swung it out at will.

Mars burst out, and the iron gate with a thickness of several centimeters was cut open to two cross gaps. The black blade was removed, and Wang Yao stretched out his hand, tore open the gap, and lowered his head and drilled in.

After a moment of silence, with a loud bang, the entire iron door and cement debris flew out, smashed into the dumped wine cabinet, and brought out a large area of ​​dust.

Wang Yao walked out of the darkness with his right arm that was slowly returning to normal.

Xiao Wu suffered a loss and returned to his right arm to avoid dust.

Wang Yao pulled off the canvas without paintings, took apart the straightened chair, wrapped the cloth around it, twisted the mouth of the iron wine bottle, poured the green wine on the cloth, and then placed the simple torch on the iron door of the wine cabinet.

The black blade appeared again, Wang Yao cut down, the black blade cut the iron gate, and countless sparks jumped up.

call--

With a sound that is not easy to detect, the canvas that penetrate the wine burns.

That 63 is indeed the marked degree.

After removing the black blade, Wang Yao picked up the torch. The flames turned blue, and the flames at the top turned slightly yellow, shaking and about to be destroyed.

Xiao Wu crawled out again, transformed into two tentacles and grabbed the wooden stick, and ignited it on the torch.

Wang Yao held up the torch and walked into the basement.

A smoky rushes into my face, but after walking over a dozen steps, I stepped on the ground.

With the light of torches, this basement is just an ordinary storage room, with drinks scattered on several rows of shelves.

"Wang Yao, here."

Following what Xiao Wu said, I first saw a bathtub with a few wine bottles scattered on the edge of the bathtub. In the bathtub, two complete skeletons lie in each other.

The skeleton is exactly the same as the human skeleton on Earth, at least Wang Yao can't see any difference.

When you look at the exploration level again, two percent. The skeleton is also valuable.

Xiao Wu seemed to be attracted by these two skeletons, jumped off Wang Yao, trotted to the bathtub and climbed up with difficulty, standing at the edge of the bathtub and staring blankly.

Regardless of the increasingly strange Xiao Wu, Wang Yao raised the torch and searched between the shelves.

Compared to the above, these bottles are better preserved. They are just better.

【Text detected, language library is being entered】

Look for something, there is nothing else in the storage basement.

I have been delayed here for a long time and it is suitable to leave.

"Xiao Wu." Wang Yao shouted.

"...Oh." Xiao Wu was stunned for a few seconds at the edge of the bathtub before replying to Wang Yao. He jumped down and climbed on his shoulder to sit down, leaned over his shoulder and continued to stare at the bathtub.

Wang Yao frowned slightly, and asked Xiaowu for some questions. However, he stayed in the basement for too long and had no way to retreat when encountering the enemy. So he did not ask for questions for the time being, and put out the torches and returned to the ground.

Xiao Wu turned over and sat on his shoulder, looking thoughtful.

"Small……"

"Click--"

Wang Yao's questioning sounded together with the trampled sound.

His pupils suddenly contracted, and Wang Yao lowered his body violently, his vertical pupils were as sharp as a wolf.

How could it be? The alien battlefield is a planet that is far larger than the earth, how could it encounter other players one after another in a short time?

Or... it's other creatures.

Shaking his arms lightly, but nothing changed.

He tilted his head slightly, but Xiao Wu had no response.

Unable to speak, Wang Yao blew a light breath and reminded Xiao Wu.

"Hehehe, itchy, Wang Yao." Xiao Wu, who was thinking, was interrupted by Wang Yao and rolled on his shoulder and laughed.

Oh no!

The consciousness was shaking, and Wang Yao did not wait for any action, the next moment, his eyes went dark.

If swept by a hurricane, the entire wall of the tavern exploded instantly, and a huge black shadow was wrapped in terrifying wind, like a wild beast hitting Wang Yao heavily!

The black shadow rushed to the wall against Wang Yao who was unable to react.

Bang —!

The whole building shook slightly, and the walls as thick as half a meter were as fragile as a piece of tofu. The black shadow rushed out from the other side with Wang Yao!

The hard cement steel bars are now fragile, and the huge black shadows are wrapped around Wang Yao and break through the wall one after another. They are forced to break out from the other side of the building, crossing the entire street, and crashing heavily into another building!

boom!

The loud noise was like thunder, and the entire street was filled with the sound of impact, swinging to the distance and bounced back, echoing endlessly.

Wang Yao leaned against the wall like mud, and his terrifying blood was spread all over his body.

The wall behind him was sunken as deep as half a meter, and cracks were everywhere like a spider web, spreading out more than ten meters. The ground was like plowed, gravel was scattered, and the soil was turned outward. It was one meter wide and nearly a hundred meters long, crossing the entire building!

It's a mess.

Wang Yaotan leaned against him, motionless. Suddenly, his right arm squirmed, and a tentacle suddenly emerged, with the black blade at the tip being dull and stabbing the black shadow!

clang--

The thick arm waved, easily blocking Xiao Wu's attack. It held Wang Yao's arm and twisted it gently—

The whole arm was twisted like a twist, with blood and flesh twisted, and the bones were broken and exposed.

Wang Yao groaned, and returned to part of his consciousness with great pain, and quickly sinking into the darkness.

He grabbed Wang Yao's head with his palm, lifted him up, and shook him like he was disgusted with blood. Walk far along the street.

"Competer? Very good, and a useful free coolie."
Chapter completed!