Chapter 176: Doraemon must solo Leman Russ

Zhou Yun wiped his mouth, stacked the twelve plates on the table, and handed them back to the restaurant owner.

The restaurant owner looked at Zhou Yun actually eating twelve people's worth of food alone and couldn't help but reveal an expression of approval.

"Actually ate twelve portions alone? Is my cooking good?"

The owner stretched out four arms and took the plates from Zhou Yun's hand.

"The taste is very good, but..." A trace of doubt flashed in Zhou Yun's eyes: "Is it a lot? It's not a lot, right? Your portion size is quite small."

Hearing this, the restaurant owner's expression stiffened violently, as if it were the first time someone had told him the portion size was small.

"It's really quite small." Zhou Yun, who noticed the change in the owner's expression, said sincerely: "I only ate half full."

Zhou Yun had been keeping the Hot-Acting Clapperboard & Robot Director on to prevent revealing flaws, and he didn't realize he was exerting his acting ability when he spoke.

It was precisely this sincerity that turned the owner's face from stiff to dark, and his eyes carried thick self-doubt as he looked at the twelve plates in his hand.

Zhou Yun didn't understand why the owner would make such an expression. Anyway, he felt he was at most half full.

The portion size of these dishes was really a bit small. Many times, Zhou Yun hadn't tasted the flavor before a plate was finished.

But this didn't cost money anyway; it was wool plucked from the Genestealers out of thin air, and the taste was very good, so Zhou Yun felt he had nothing to complain about.

He walked out of the restaurant, walked along the metal road hanging in mid-air, found a position without Genestealers, and took out the Anywhere Door and the Person-Finding Cane from the Four-Dimensional Pocket.

"Mephiston." Zhou Yun whispered and released the Person-Finding Cane in his hand.

The cane fell, pointing the direction of Mephiston to Zhou Yun.

To prevent the 30% error, Zhou Yun specifically tried it again.

After confirming there was no error, Zhou Yun confirmed the position according to the map in his mind and pushed open the Anywhere Door.

A heat wave mixed with yellow sand containing radiation blew over, sprinkling on the body clay on Zhou Yun's body surface.

Zhou Yun stepped out of the door and walked onto the desert covered with yellow sand.

"Mephiston." Zhou Yun whispered again, and the cane in his hand fell, pointing to Mephiston's position.

Then Zhou Yun began to exert the remaining brainpower of an expired college student, drawing two lines on the map in his mind,

one starting from Sheath-Wing Fortress, one starting from his current position, both extending toward Mephiston's position.

Subsequently, the two lines intersected on the map in Zhou Yun's mind, marking a point.

Logically speaking, this point would be Mephiston's position.

Zhou Yun pushed open the Anywhere Door in the yellow sand again and walked into it.

He stood on a sand dune piled up by yellow sand and looked not far away.

Sure enough, not far away, the team composed of Mephiston, the Genestealer Patriarch, the Magus, and fourteen champions of Sheath-Winged Sanguinius was moving forward against the yellow sand.

Zhou Yun stood on the yellow sand, hiding his figure with the help of the sand and dust and the Kaitou DX suit, watching this scene in the distance.

Mephiston was walking at the end of the team, wondering what he was thinking, his eyes sweeping across the other members of the team from time to time.

Zhou Yun, who noticed this scene, looked slightly confused.

Why did Mephiston have to pay such attention to the other fourteen champions of Sheath-Winged Sanguinius?

With his psychic power, facing this group of Genestealers was completely a three-seven split.

In three seconds, Mephiston could dismantle the Genestealers into seven pieces of original-flavored chicken, and could even dip them in sweet and sour sauce.

Zhou Yun pondered for a while and couldn't figure out what was going on with Mephiston's performance.

The star of the Baal system, Baalor, was hanging alone above the sky covered with yellow sand, and the scarlet scar was also lying bloodily on it, releasing toxic radiation light.

Hot sand hit Zhou Yun's face. Even through the Kaitou DX suit, it still made Zhou Yun feel uncomfortable emotionally.

He pushed open the Anywhere Door, the scene of Sheath-Wing Fortress appeared behind the door, and he stepped into it.

Mephiston's psychic premonition moved slightly, and his eyes glanced at a sand dune on the side.

He faintly felt that some kind of gaze had just been cast from that side, looming.

But when Mephiston cast his gaze toward that side, the gaze disappeared silently.

Who is it? Illusion? Or Saint Doraemon?

Could it be that he didn't infiltrate this team, but followed silently by our side?

Mephiston was slightly shocked by some sweat; he actually hadn't discovered it all along... only just now did he detect a little bit of clues.

"Azaha!" Three-Clawed Calian's roar sounded, and the bullets in his hand whistled out.

In the desert, water with a little silver color squeezed out of the desert, making a soft crackling sound. Three-Clawed Calian's bullets shot into the water, but it was of no use.

The Genestealer in the team was dodging, occasionally using a blade to temporarily force back this silver-colored liquid,

while the Pureblood Genestealer could only dodge, seemingly even its biological blade didn't dare to touch this liquid.

Thirsty Water!

Mephiston recognized what this liquid seeping out of the desert was.

No child of Baal would treat this as ordinary water.

This is Thirsty Water. Every child of Baal knows to fear this liquid.

It is said that this liquid was a technological creation once used in ancient wars. It looks like ordinary water, but it actually has activity and basic intelligence.

Anyone who drinks or touches this as water will be sucked dry of moisture in an instant, turning into a dried corpse and powder.

Even Astartes and Genestealers cannot be spared.

The Genestealer Magus roared, and blue light flashed on the hyperplastic brain marrow, and powerful psychic power directly pressed most of the Thirsty Water to the ground.

But the other half rushed toward the largest Abomination beside it with lightning speed.

The Abomination was huge and had low intelligence, and couldn't react at all.

Thirsty Water stuck to its body, and it immediately let out a sharp and harsh wail. Crystal-clear water droplets seeped out of its arms, and most of its body began to wither.

Mephiston slowly raised his finger and released just the right amount of psychic power.

The psychic power roared, knocking the Thirsty Water that was entrenched on the Abomination's body away.

At this time, half of the Abomination's body was already withered like a dried corpse in the desert, and the whole person lay on the ground wailing,

only relying on the strong vitality of the Genestealer to still be alive.

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Mephiston controlled his cognitive distortion and appropriately revealed guilt on his face, as if feeling uncomfortable for the serious injury of his companion.

"My responsibility." Mephiston said with a trembling voice.

Three-Clawed Calian stepped forward, patted Mephiston on the shoulder, and said comfortingly: "It's not your fault. Who could have thought that Thirsty Water would pop up here? You did very well."

"We are brothers flowing with the same blood, bearing the same duties, and having the same responsibilities. The appearance of Thirsty Water cannot be said to be anyone's responsibility. You were able to drive away the Thirsty Water in time, you did very well."

The Genestealer Magus Spirit-Brain Mephiston also nodded slightly, knelt down on one knee, and used psychic power to heal the Abomination:

"Maybe there is a chance, I can teach you some psychic powers."

Hearing this, the corners of Mephiston's mouth couldn't help but reveal some smiles.

He knew that the injury the Abomination received was too serious, and the psychic power of the Genestealer Magus could not heal it, only barely keeping its life.

But strangely, the Genestealer Magus seemed unwilling to abandon the Abomination...

Sure enough, the fifteen champions of Sheath-Winged Sanguinius, this number itself has a unique meaning.

Mephiston's act of secretly replacing one of them should have substantially interrupted this ritual.

Thinking about this, Mephiston cooperated with the Genestealer Magus, carried the dying Abomination with psychic power, and continued to walk toward the depths of the desert.

But this time Mephiston felt much more at ease.

One is knowing that the ritual itself had been blocked by himself, and the other reason is...

That Saint Doraemon, I'm afraid, is lurking around, paying attention to this team at all times.

Burning charcoal fire was burning in the restaurant, splashing sparks.

A young fire scorpion over two meters long was placed horizontally on the grill, being roasted on the burning charcoal fire until it was sizzling with oil.

The four-armed restaurant owner was very serious. Two hands were holding the grill to rotate, and two hands were finely controlling the flame, not daring to have the slightest slack.

Young fire scorpion meat is tender; one more minute and it's hard to chew, one less minute and it's raw and astringent. Even a culinary master like the restaurant owner had to concentrate to roast it well.

The other Genestealers around couldn't help but hold their breath, not daring to let out a breath.

The restaurant owner seized the opportunity, used the sharp claws on his arms to pry open the shell of the fire scorpion, and sprinkled the secret spices on the snow-white scorpion meat.

In an instant, the fresh and sweet fragrance of scorpion meat and the spicy smell of spices echoed in the air.

For a time, the Genestealers in the restaurant couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva; this fragrance was really too tempting.

But the restaurant owner was serious, and four powerful arms lifted the grill.

The Genestealers around hurriedly gave way to the restaurant owner, letting him walk toward Zhou Yun, who was sitting at the dining table, step by step.

Bang!!!

The huge roasted fire scorpion was placed on the dining table in front of Zhou Yun.

The whole table shook and swayed, almost collapsing.

The restaurant owner blew his beard and stared, staring at Zhou Yun and asking:

"Is this portion enough? Can it make you eat full?!"

Zhou Yun looked at the huge young fire scorpion in front of him and fell into a short silence.

Then he shook his head and broke open the shell of this young fire scorpion and said:

"Don't look at this thing being quite big; actually, after removing the shell, there isn't much."

Saying that, in the shocked eyes of the restaurant owner and a group of Genestealers, Zhou Yun began to pull the fire scorpion meat out of the shell and stuffed it into his mouth in one bite.

The corners of the winged figure in the white light twitched, and his voice came from the Warp in fragments.

Zhou Yun sorted it out and roughly understood that the winged figure in the white light said:

"If you were to compete with Russ in eating meat and drinking alcohol back then, the one who lost would definitely be Russ."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 177 =====