Zhou Ping carefully explained the precautions and divided the party into three groups to march in three directions.
Zhou Ping took two of his men and headed due north. Zhou An took two men, and the remaining four were in a group.
Half an hour after they had walked away, a dark figure slowly approached the operating car parked beyond the forest.
Zhou Ping led his two men around the forest. He had walked for almost two hours when he suddenly found something and rushed over.
There was a light footprint on the soil that was still somewhat wet. It looked like a fresh footprint, that is, it had been made about two days ago.
The footprints were deep and shallow, forming a path to guide them.
They were Bai Lixin's. He had noticed Bai Lixin's clothes in the image transmitted by the mechanical snake, and his shoe prints would fit exactly this.
Looking at the footprints, where one was deep and the other shallow, he concluded that Bai Lixin's leg had been injured in some way too. But even though he knew that Bai Lixin was injured, Zhou Ping's heart was still filled with an instinctive fear as he thought of how close he was to Bai Lixin.
After walking for a long time, they finally saw a body lying prostrate on the ground not far away, seemingly dead.
Zhou Ping cautiously approached, but the figure remained motionless and dead silent.
Finally, Zhou Ping reached the body and kicked it with his feet. He was surprised to find that it was none other than Bai Lixin.
A bad feeling rose in Zhou Ping's heart as he bent down and put his hand on Bai Lixin's neck to test it, and he found that there was no pulse.
The man who had shocked the entire planet had died so quietly....
The man who had once brought him such fear and a psychological shadow was now lying here...
How powerful he once was, how insignificant he is now.
Zhou Ping's expression slowly cracked, a look of devastation in his eyes.
He drew the sword pinned to his belt and plunged it into Bai Lixin's chest, pulling it out, plunging it in, pulling it out, and so on for several strokes until he had stabbed Bai Lixin's body into a sieve.
The hero who had saved the world was now at his mercy, and there was no room for resistance.
With those countless sword stabs, even if he had faked his death, he could not have survived.
It seemed that Bai Lixin was really dead.
"Professor Zhou, this man is dead. He died from the poison in the water..." One of his men saw Zhou Ping's crazy actions and trembled to speak up.
Zhou Ping dropped to the ground and had a moment of disorientation.
He wanted to capture Bai Lixin not only to avenge that day but also because he wanted to study the power inside him.
Whether it was to capture Bai Lixin's power or to restore Bai Lixin's power, as long as there was a force to fight against that God-Emperor, he would have succeeded.
Zhou Ping was a brain ability user and had always thought much further ahead than normal people.
He knew that the world ruled by the God-Emperor in the future would be a real purgatory, a hypocritical kingdom without self.
He was not a good man, but he still had a few feelings for this planet.
So what if he had killed the scientists who had created him, his "parents"? When he first opened his eyes, he saw the endless experiments "his parents" imposed on his "brothers and sisters".
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The Return Of The Lord God [Quick Travel]
Aktuelle LiteraturIn his quest to reverse time and space to save his fallen kingdom, the fallen prince, Bai Lixin, was bound to a dimensional system and became the host to artificial intelligence called S419M. From then on, he lived the life of the wind; world-hoppin...