Chapter 778 What to give up the treatment?

To describe a person as obscene, you can use thief eyebrows and mouse eyes; to say that a person is timid, you can use as timid as a mouse; you think that if a person does not have a big picture, you can also call him short-sighted - if the above three adjectives can be perfectly used on a little goblin, then this little goblin must be a mouse.

Obscene and timid, run away and hide when the situation goes wrong. The behavior of the polluter perfectly matches the above description.

Perhaps Lin Tianchu's inference was too complicated. For a moment, everyone did not come to their senses.

"Hey!" Holding his hands in a trumpet shape, Lin Tianchu suddenly shouted to Sphinx, "Mr. Gopher, did you hear what I said? Do you have to force me to play a game of gophers? I'm not Kadir, and I don't have a mother named Anna!"

The polluter is willing to be local rats, but Lin Tianchu may not be willing to fight. Previously, he was still complacent about choosing Wendou in the world of the turntable, and the choice seemed to have fallen into the trap of the polluter.

Lin Tianchu's words shocked everyone, and Di Fei's face was unnatural, "Ah, Lin? You mean that the monster is a mouse?

"Yes!" Lin Tianchu nodded seriously. The polluter was not Mickey. Lin Tianchu couldn't see any cuteness in such a guy.

"The gopher... That is to say, he has been peeping at us secretly? Little brother, do you want to die? Margaret is unhappy. Did she also try on the Neon feather coat just now? Lin Tianchu knew that the polluter was peeping and did not remind him. He should indeed fight.

As soon as the words fell, several women's faces were not good-looking. Although they were not as conservative as Chinese women, they were not very comfortable when they thought that there was an obscene guy peeping while changing clothes.

"Little sister, you are so careful! Although the dream is under his free control, the polluter will not be bored enough to peek at you change your clothes - he has lived for thousands of years, the white cloud dog, the white horse crossing the gap, and the red dust beauty is not as friendly as this yellow sand dust in his eyes.

"That's okay!" Di Fei breathed a sigh of relief. She heard that Chinese men all have mental cleanliness fetishes. She didn't want Lin Tianchu to look down on herself because she was careless.

"Mr. Gopher, timidness is a disease and needs to be cured. Why do you give up treatment? - Apricot, help our Mr. Gopher get an injection? Did you see the Sphinx statue? Find a way to knock it down for me... Mr. Mu, give you a task to dig along the position of the fate wheel. There is a patient hiding there!"

There must be a place where the polluter is hidden in the statue and the turntable, otherwise he can't control the interaction between these two places and Lin Tianchu and his party. In both efforts, it was not that Lin Tianchu decided to waste someone's energy. He knew that with that guy's timid personality, he was afraid that he would react as soon as he made an action, and he didn't have to wait to dig a hole or push down anything at all.

After the sphinx fell to the ground, it turned into a team of gravel, and there was no movement on the ground nearby!

Muradin dug up the yellow sand on the fate turntable, and a sophisticated stone slab stood in front of everyone.

It was a slate engraved with a magic array, which was also the reason why it was so hard. Looking at everyone's helpless look, Lin Tianchu thought, "Apricot, Muradin, you dig from both sides and bypass the slate - since the polluter can control the fate turntable from the ground, we can also spare the slate!"

Lin Tianchu does think so, and so does he do the same: the polluter can't hide. It seems that he is determined to trap himself and others in the desert. Is Lin Tianchu the kind of person who sits and waits to die? There are not many supplies for everyone, and there is a mysterious person waiting for him. I don't know how long it will take to end the battle!

race against time, this is war!

The two of them were ordered to leave.

Soon, a strange scene appeared in front of everyone: in the huge bunker, a mysterious stone slab floated in the air. At the bottom of the bunker, a round stone disk lay there so quietly, which was Lin Tianchu's goal, the wheel of fate.

"Lin, where's the mouse?" Di Fei looked at the turntable and asked.

"Hum, won't you give up until the Yellow River!" Lin Tianchu smiled coldly and gently stretched out his right hand to the turntable.

"No, human, you can't do that!" On the rock at the top of the pit, a figure suddenly appeared - a figure wrapped in a black cloak. Looking at his appearance, he was about a meter high, with a hunchback, and obviously a dying old man.

"Old man, play with him!" Lin Tianchu did not raise his head and rudely put his right hand on the turntable.

Lin Tianchu saw a strange picture and appeared in his mind: the image of himself and the old man in the cloak appeared in the picture, and a black line connected himself and the old man; then, there are many landscape paintings below. It seems to be a fictional world of fate turntable. Lin Tianchu saw gold at the front. The word tower and the sphinx were ecstatic and lit up the image.

"The challenge has begun, polluters, take it!"

"My fantasy, Helen's field, win or lose!"

"Everything is handed over to the law!"

Whoever comes into contact with the fate wheel can set the fictional world, and whoever is the master of the fantasy! Helen really didn't lie to him.

"Human beings, you are looking for your own death - whether you win or lose, the world will collapse, none of you can live!" The polluter stood on the rock and shouted.

He is a little hysterical.

"Haha, polluter, do you think you cheated me? - I lost, they can't live, and everyone will die together naturally... But if I win, we will never die. Do you think the world collapses and we will die? Fart! This desert is just a big fantasy, Helen told me a long time ago?

Whether it's a pyramid, a sphinx, a desert or a huge rock, it's all fake! This is Lin Tianchu's last guess so far. This is a fictional world of a treasure. This treasure can't be controlled by the polluter. He can only passively follow the rules set by this treasure and make the most of it! - Otherwise, in the desert, the polluter can completely plot Lin Tianchu. Why do you have to wait until the turntable of fate? Because the rules of the treasure are the same as the turntable of fate, which is fairness! As long as it is in the desert, it is absolutely safe, and the polluters can't break this rule and plot to plot everyone.

The polluter, he is familiar with the rules. Therefore, he can touch the wheel of fate first and become a referee, and he has treasures that can escape the rules, which creates the illusion that he is invincible in the fantasy! Lin Tianchu believes that as long as the fate wheel is in his own hands, constantly forcing the polluter to accept the game and consume the treasure on him, Lin Tianchu can always defeat him once!

The polluter at that time was just a clown!

When the gorgeous white light wrapped Lin Tianchu and the polluter, Lin Tianchu smiled: he became the referee, and the polluter could not escape even if he wanted to escape. He was sure to win this game!

I can't see the expression of the polluter, but it won't look good. Lin Tianchu knows very well that the balance of victory has begun to slowly tilt to his side.

"Polluter, I choose to be preemptive. Do you have the right to choose literary or martial arts?"

Lin Tianchu opened his mouth with a smile.

"Margaret, your little brother's shamelessness is not worse than the polluter!" Muradin touched his chin and laughed.

What's the difference between the two choices of polluters and none? The frontal combat ability is almost zero, and fighting is looking for death! What about Wen Dou? Lin Tianchu's commanding wisdom does not seem to be bad, especially if he chooses to take action first, he must have the certainty of winning - no matter how the polluter chooses, he can't escape the fate of being calculated. It is difficult to say that Lin Tianchu is not shameless.

"Grandpa, I'll tell Lin later? You said he was shameless." Before Margaret could speak, Elia on one side came up and showed her little tiger teeth.

"Little Elia, am I still your grandfather?" Muradin's beard turned pale, and he suddenly said angrily, "Grandpa knows you like Lin, but you can't be so outgoing, can you? Don't forget that Grandpa hasn't agreed with you to date that stinky boy yet!"

"Grandpa!" Elia was a little anxious and quickly covered Muradin's mouth, but it was too late, and several sisters looked at her with a smile.

The girl's little face suddenly turned red, "You... bully, I'll ignore you!"

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you and laugh.