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#445 - Chapter 444 Tududong

In the time that followed, Qi Jing chatted idly with Tu Dudong.

"How old are you?"

"17 years old."

"You're only seventeen? You can awaken your ability at seventeen?"

Qi Jing thought all Black people looked the same; he really hadn't expected this tall, strapping guy to be younger than him.

Tu Dudong looked tenderly at Tu Duoduo, who was leaning on his shoulder and had fallen asleep from exhaustion, and nodded gently:

"Yes, I awakened my ability at ten, and so did my sister."

"What's your sister's ability?"

"Water generation. She can produce pure water from any part of her body."

"That's a good ability. It's pretty powerful in the desert."

"Yes, she's known as the 'Little Saint' in Sand City."

His sister was very popular in Sand City, and her awakening was even on the news.

Qi Jing asked doubtfully:

"Then when you were being chased, no one cared?"

A hero's son, a Little Saint, they shouldn't be in a situation where people are chasing them down with cars.

Tu Dudong said indignantly:

"That's because their abilities are strong. We were sleeping soundly at home, and when we woke up, we found ourselves inexplicably in the desert, with three cars of gangsters chasing us."

"Damn? That's outrageous? If they had that ability, why didn't they just kill you?"

"I don't know, maybe because they didn't want to directly attack us."

Qi Jing then asked, "Were you at the scene when your father was killed?"

"No, but he was killed when he went to that company for a meeting. The killer must be from that company!"

"What about the body?"

"Not found."

"Then how do you know he's dead?"

"What else could it be if he hasn't returned for days?"

......

Listening to Tu Dudong's words, Qi Jing felt that this guy was a bit... how should he put it... juvenile? Useless? It was hard to describe.

He was very proud when talking about his father's and sister's abilities, and slightly jealous when talking about other people's abilities, but dejected when talking about himself.

It's not like you can't be an architect without an ability, but he blamed everything on not having a related ability.

Moreover, he didn't see his father being killed and concluded that it was the company's people who did it with insufficient evidence, which was a bit too arbitrary.

Furthermore, he still had no evidence when he woke up outside Sand City in the desert, but he still directly believed that the culprit was that company.

However, he could sacrifice himself to let his sister escape when facing danger, and the first thing he did when rescued was to thank him, and he wouldn't unreasonably ask him to take revenge.

How should he put it, straightforward? Stupid? Or foolish?

With insufficient information, Qi Jing could only judge that this Sand City hero's son was trustworthy, but not completely trustworthy, and easily led astray.

At this time, Tan Zuoyin transmitted a message to Qi Jing:

"Fang Sheng, open your mental barrier."

"Roger!"

According to Tu Dudong, there were ability users here who could directly transfer two people from inside the city to outside the city, which was very powerful, so it was necessary for Qi Jing to open all his defenses.

Although the two of them couldn't secretly transmit messages after opening the mental barrier, Qi Jing would at least not be subjected to mental attacks.

People are much more difficult to deal with than alien beasts, this was a well-known truth to them.

"Where are we going next?"

"Let's go to the swamp behind the other-dimensional gate first. Clone Number 486 should have died there. Let 624 sense his death location and see if we can find anything."

"Let's go."

They drove straight towards the other-dimensional gate hall.

The architectural style of Sand City was particularly like a maze, and if you ignored the four main roads of east, south, west, and north, it was easy to get lost.

However, the buildings here were not built very high in order to prevent wind and sand, so even if you got lost, you could just jump up a couple of times and climb onto the roof to get out.

These four main roads directly connected the other-dimensional gate and the outside of the city, and you could reach your destination by following one road to the end.

Moreover, these roads were very wide, which showed that Tu Dudong's father had great hopes for the future of this city when he built Sand City, otherwise he would not have chosen to build roads that could accommodate four large trucks driving side by side.

Unfortunately, the man was dead.

He would not be able to see what the future of Sand City would be like.

Qi Jing looked out the window, and the people outside the window were also curiously looking at this strange black four-wheeled vehicle.

He found that most of the people in Sand City were dark-skinned. Having traveled halfway, only the large truck behind them, which was also heading to the other-dimensional gate, had two white people, and no one else had skin lighter than tan.

And they were all coming and going towards the center of Sand City, which was the direction of the other-dimensional gate.

The people going in were holding nets, and the people coming out had some dead long-legged fish in their nets.

"Are these the alien beasts you guys capture in the other world?"

"Yes, there are a lot of these mud double-fish in the swamp on the other side of the other-dimensional gate, and they are very nutritious, supporting more than 90% of the population of this Sand City."

Mud double-fish can grow by eating mud, they reproduce a lot, and they have no attack power, so anyone can catch them from inside.

Over time, even the children here know at least three ways to cook mud double-fish.

However, Qi Jing had no desire to eat this stuff at all.

Mainly because its appearance was too ugly: a turtle head, a fish body, no scales, two toad hind legs, a brown body, and a very thick mucus on the surface. No matter how he looked at it, he felt uncomfortable.

He couldn't imagine how it could be delicious, so he should just keep driving.

The car slowly approached the center of Sand City.

Qi Jing also noticed that the further in they went, the fewer small adobe houses there were, and the more small buildings made of other, more durable materials there were.

Among them, there were many large hotels and restaurants marked in English and other languages, and there was also a five-story building called the Daily Yuzu Company, which stood out from the crowd of two-story low-rise buildings.

"This Daily Yuzu Company is the murderer who killed my father!"

Tu Dudong stared at the silver high-rise building, wishing he could blow it up immediately.

He asked Qi Jing:

"Who are you looking for this time?"

Tu Dudong knew that Qi Jing wouldn't take the initiative to help him take revenge, he only knew that he was here to find someone. If he was looking for someone from Daily Yuzu Company, he could take him in, and then personally kill those murderers!

"We're looking for short guys without hearts."

"Short guys? Never heard of them."

"That's right if you haven't heard of them. If you had heard of them, they wouldn't be a notorious and unkillable terrorist organization."

The Dwarves' ability to lurk is very powerful, and without special abilities, you can only wait for them to expose themselves.

Fortunately, they had them.

Qi Jing asked Tan Zuoyin:

"By the way, Zha Yin, how long does it take you to hear if a person is a Dwarf?"

"If it's within five meters, it only takes three seconds, but beyond five meters, you have to see if the other person speaks before you can judge, and it can't be done through electronic devices."

Tan Zuoyin's "eavesdropping" distance was still very short.

If the distance was too far, unless the other party took the initiative to speak and it reached her ears, she could only hear the other party's mental emotions from the voice, so as to judge whether the other party had emotions.

"The probability of misjudgment shouldn't be high, I haven't tried it."

"It's okay, we don't have to do it ourselves when we kill people, who knows it was us who killed them."

Qi Jing didn't care whether there was a misjudgment or not, as long as Tan Zuoyin dared to point, he would dare to kill.

Tan Zuoyin pursed her lips:

"You really don't treat foreigners as people."