I really don't want to be a disaster

[Your respective grandfathers think that their grandsons are the most powerful. 】

[So they made a bet after they died. 】

[After three years, whose grandson's agricultural development cannot meet their requirements, they will "live" and teach their grandson a lesson. 】

【Be careful, grandpa... ferocious! 】

……

Yi Lin carefully read the plot hints.

Read it three times quickly.

The more I read, the worse it gets.

and many more.

The time span of this trial is... three years?

Yi Lin's calm face twisted instantly.

"?"

……

……

In the snow mountain station.

"They should be all right?"

Molly unscrewed the thermos.

The aroma of steaming hot coffee floats out.

"Ha ha."

Mo Rendi just smiled and didn't comment.

after an hour.

on the square.

With a flash of light, someone returned from the trial alive.

A few people knelt on the ground, panting heavily, and panted up to the sky: "Huh...huh...my old lady, I survived!"

Someone is crying.

Someone is laughing.

Someone is yelling.

In short, those who survived were in a frozen mood, and fell into a strong emotion for a while and couldn't extricate themselves.

Molly gave full play to the role of the head of the logistics department, and stepped forward to hand water and comfort.

In the following time, people returned from the trials one after another.

On the martial arts arena, it became lively again.

"Wow Kaka! I've passed!"

A wave of laughter resounded through the sky.

Li Erpang also returned. He lost a lot of weight and turned into a strong and strong man, with all the fat consumed from his body.

Su Xiaosu let out a long sigh of relief, and he didn't know what they had experienced in the trial, but even Li Erpang's move [burn!Fat! ] also forced out.In the next period of time, Li Erpang had no choice but to eat desperately and try to gain fat.

Five hours passed in a blink of an eye.

With the return of each apostle one after another.

Some people were traumatized and went back to their residences to recuperate first.

Li Xiuqi returned alive from the trial again, and his whole temperament has become much calmer, obviously he has gained a lot.He came to Mo Li and cupped his hands: "Miss Mo, where's the president?"

Molly curled her lips: "I still want to ask you? It's weird, the soul faded very quickly last time, why did it take so long this time?"

The president hasn't returned yet?

Li Xiuqi roughly counted everyone just now.

This time, the team trial under reasonable arrangement, the effect is obvious.

In the team that returned alive, only two people were lost.

This survival rate is already considered ridiculously high.

There is no doubt that the mode of forming a fixed team can indeed increase the survival rate.Li Xiuqi wanted to report the good news to Yi Lin, but he didn't expect that Yi Lin hadn't returned yet.

At this time.

Li Xiuqi carefully opened the communication panel and took a look, he was relieved immediately.

It was also hard for him to imagine that with the strength of that president, he would fall into the trial.

Yi Lin has become the pillar of this guild with her own strength.If Yi Lin died, it would be a terrible news for Tianqi Guild.

still alive.

Yi Lin's name is still on, indicating that she is still alive.

"Don't worry, the president must have encountered some difficult tasks, or the time span of the president's mission is too long, and he will not be able to return for a while. Ms. Mo, you too... don't worry too much."

On the contrary, Li Xiuqi comforted Molly. He is also an old driver. The old driver's experience is really in vain.

Of course, most of the time Li Xiuqi pretended to be ignorant, pretending to be ignorant.To avoid the embarrassment of the president.

Li Xiuqi said so.

Although Molly was still a little worried, there was nothing she could do. As long as people were alive, everything was possible, and it was useless to worry too much.

It is also impossible for her to rush into the mission world where Yi Lin is located to help.

After everyone returned one after another, the construction of the Apocalypse Guild's Snow Mountain resident was back on track.

the next day.

Yi Lin has not yet returned.

Mo Rendi, who was exercising in the martial arts arena, suddenly turned his head and looked at the center of the empty martial arts arena.

The light flashed.

The expressionless Oda Mai appeared in the arena.

The moment it appeared, the snowflakes falling around seemed to freeze for a moment.

In Oda Mai's right eye, the white of the eye disappeared and was covered with a layer of pure black as deep as ink.

It wasn't until several seconds later that her eyes returned to their original state.

Mo Rendi stepped out step by step, stepping on the snow, and walked up to Oda Mai.

If someone is bored and carefully measures the footprints of Mo Rendi, he will be surprised to find that the distance between each step of Mo Rendi, from the tip of the front toe to the next heel, is neither too much nor too little. Then just right.

Surprised, Mo Rendi looked up and down Oda Mai, and there was a faint flash of light in his cloudy eyeballs.

"What did the old boy teach you?"

Oda Mai put the knife back into its sheath, and her expression returned to calm, like a pool of stagnant water.

Faced with Mo Rendi's inquiry, Oda Mai did not answer, and the first sentence he uttered after returning was:

"What about him?"

"Who?"

"cold."

"I haven't come back yet."

"..."

Oda Mai cupped his hands to Mo Rendi, turned sideways, intending to leave.

"The ultimate way?"

Mo Rendi looked at Oda Mai's back and said four words.

Oda Mai paused.

"Sure enough, it's that old boy's style." Mo Rendi lowered his head in thought, then shook his head: "The ultimate is not necessarily the peak."

When Oda Mai heard it, he became interested, and turned back, looking at Mo Rendi coldly: "May I ask Mr. Mo, what is the peak."

Mo Rendi lightly raised his skinny fist and said with a smile:

"An old friend once said something to this old man,"

"If you want to reach the extreme, punch [-] times a day, keep it up for a long time, persist for ten years, and you will achieve the ultimate."

Oda Mai frowned slightly: "This sentence, the master also said it."

"Hey, he copied the old man, shameless."

"..."

"But now the old man has a new experience."

"Please say."

"There is no ultimate in the world. If you persevere and practice for ten or a hundred years, at the end of your life, the punch you punch is the ultimate, that is the pinnacle." Mo Rendi made a slow movement of punching: "The so-called peak, there is only one time, only one punch, that is the brightest fire, and that is the peak."

Oda Mai found it strange.

The fist was soft, giving Oda Mai the feeling that he couldn't even kill a tiger, but Oda Mai felt that there was something hidden in that fist.

"You're still young, don't push yourself too hard."

Mo Rendi waved his hands and happily walked back to the dormitory.

Looking at Mo Rendi's leisurely figure like a lonely old man walking, Oda Mai seemed to understand but thoughtfully.

……

Blink of an eye to the third day.

Molly heard that Mai Oda was back too.

I don't know if it's because I'm afraid or embarrassed or what other reasons.

Molly didn't go to Oda Mai.

She hurried to Li Xiuqi who was directing the Shence Army to install the assembly line equipment.

"What about Hundan? Are you back?"

Li Xiuqi was embarrassed to ask who "Hun Dan" was.

But in the entire resident, the only one who can be called Hundan by Miss Mo is the president.

"... I heard, haven't you?"

……

Fourth day.

Yi Lin has not returned yet.

……

Day [-].

……

Day [-].

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Molly didn't panic at first.

But as time went by, she also became a little anxious.

What she didn't know was that she was not the only one who was anxious.

It is said that,