"Wuya...Mr. Wuya!"

Delha quickly pushed open the cabin door and rushed out of the thunderstorm chariot and went up to meet him. Although he knew that Mr. Wuya had not suffered any harm at all just now, it would be no harm to show his concern at this time.

But after just two steps, Delha stopped awkwardly.

Because the man who was walking towards him in front of him-

naked, naked!

Delha's mind turned a little and then understood. He suddenly turned into such a huge snake-headed dragon. How could his clothes not be broken?!

Delha quickly lowered his head, not daring to look at the Uya in front of him.

But there was no embarrassment on Wuya's face.

With a faint smile, he approached Delha step by step, as if a noble gentleman who had just finished lunch and was walking in his back garden, enjoying the warm sunshine.

"You did a good job, the thunderstorm tank was not hurt at all. If something went wrong with this tank, I would have a headache." Wuya walked to Delha, nodded politely at him, and smiled and said, "By the way, I forgot, your name is-"

"Delha. My name is Delha, Mr. Wuya." Seeing Wuya's attitude, Delha was flattered and quickly burst into a smile on his face.

When he was in the car just now, Mr. Wuya looked indifferent and impatient towards himself!

When he transformed into a snake-headed dragon and killed the Kara beast, he also whispered "worms", arrogant and domineering.

But now, he suddenly became so polite! Not only did he speak to himself with a smile, but he also used so kind words!

Delha's heart pounded.

Although they are in the covenant, Delha knows that he is just a small character, a very small character.

If it weren't for the situation that happened this time that the big guys - such as masters like Mr. Wuya - had to establish a covenant and recruit enough personnel to deal with the refreshing problem, Delha would not have such an equal dialogue with loopholes of Mr. Wuya's level, or even a chance to fight together after another 100 refresh cycles!

And now, Mr. Wuya actually showed such great kindness to himself!

Delha could have seen the scene after he hugged Mr. Wuya's thigh in the future.

After each time a copy that has been cleared and refreshed into the end of the world, he will be able to follow Mr. Wuya and select various equipment and items at will - of course, after Mr. Wuya has finished selecting it.

Delha knew that his strength was very weak.

Originally, in the real world, he was just an ordinary fish. What's more, his strengthening direction was mainly technological equipment. After entering the end of the world, because the personal system could not be opened, all the equipment props he once had could no longer be taken out, and his strength dropped significantly.

There is a bird called the toothpick bird. The way this bird survives is to pick their teeth after each meal of crocodiles, relying on the minced meat residue between the teeth to fill their stomachs.

Delha knew that at the end of the world, he would never be able to become a crocodile.

Now, the big crocodile named Wuya in front of him seems to have taken a fancy to his intelligence.

Then, let yourself hold on to the crocodile and be his toothpick bird!

"Well. Then, Mr. Delha, can you please help me get a set of clothes out of the thunderstorm tank?" Wuya smiled kindly at Delha: "Just in the storage compartment on the left hand side of the cockpit, just take one set."

"Mr. Wuya, just call me Delha! It is my honor to serve you!"

Since he entered the end of the world after his death, this is the first time that Delha has added the word "sir" when he is called! Moreover, he is a strong man like Wuya! If it weren't for the fact that he had something to do, he would be so excited that he kneeled down and cried bitterly!

Delha rushed into the thunderstorm tank quickly, took out a complete set of clothes from the storage compartment, and handed them respectfully to Wuya with both hands.

"Thank you." Wuya smiled and took the clothes, slowly putting them on his body.

He dressed very carefully. From underwear, to socks, to trousers... When he was wearing it, Delha stood aside with some at a loss, not knowing where to look.

This was a really embarrassing moment. It seemed like it had been decades since Wuya had just been dressed neatly, and patted her clothes with satisfaction, and laughed at Delha: "Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Delha. Look, having the ability to transform is actually a very troublesome thing. But at the end of the world, clothes that are intact and in line with my figure are not so easy to find."

"No, no, this is..." Delha waved his hands repeatedly, not knowing how to express his humility.

"Okay, there's no need to be so polite. By the way, since you ask me to help clean up this dungeon area, let's briefly explain the situation." Wuya waved his hand and signaled Delha to relax: "From your reaction just now, have you seen the Karamon in this dungeon before?"

"Yes." Delha nodded quickly: "I have seen one before, but it is probably only a few meters high, far less than the size of the one just now. And... I have never seen this monster before, and I don't know it's called this name."

"Indeed, Kara beasts are not very common." Wuya nodded: "And only mature Kara beasts can be considered a little combat power. Ordinary juvenile bodies cannot even use protective covers, so it is actually very easy to deal with. Of course - it may be a little difficult for you."

A little bit more difficult? Delha was so amused and laughed. If he hadn't escaped quickly before, he would have been swallowed up by the juvenile Kara beast!

"But it doesn't matter. The Kara beasts have their own territorial consciousness. There will be no more than one mature body in the same area. Since the one I just killed, there is no need to worry anymore." Wuya patted Delha's shoulder comfortably, which made him feel a little more frightened: "Let's talk about our cleaning targets. How many people are there?"

"Yes!" Delha quickly reported: "I first met a four-person team, three men and one woman, who seemed to be organized. None of the four people had any ability, they were just ordinary awakened people who lost their memory. They just had guns and ammunition in their hands and had received certain shooting training, so... I couldn't kill them as soon as possible."

Wuya nodded: "Please continue. Where is the loophole?"

"That loophole... seems to be in the same group as the four awakened ones. I suspect he is likely to be the 'that person' we are looking for." Delha recalled carefully: "He is not old, he is only about teenagers, and he is still a teenager. Regarding the strengthening aspect... I can only see that he is very fast and has strong melee ability, but I don't know what specific ability he has. By the way, I was confronting him at the time, but a Kara beast suddenly appeared. He may even... have been killed."

"Are the four rebirth awakeners and one loophole?" Wuya nodded: "No problem, I will handle it. I will take over this dungeon area next."

"I... really don't know how to express my gratitude to you!" Delha's body trembled slightly with excitement: "So... what do I need to do?"

"You?" Wuya smiled: "You don't need to do anything, just stay here with peace of mind."

"Really?!" Delha was overjoyed: "Then... Then I'll wait here for Mr. Wuya to clean up those guys before coming back to find me!"

"No." Wuya stretched out a finger and shook it slightly in front of him: "Mr. Delha, when did I say that I will come back to find you?"

"I...I don't understand a little..." Delha laughed apologetically, but somehow he felt a little unfairly worried.

It seems that something horrible is about to happen.

"By the way, you must be very strange. Why did I suddenly become so polite to you--well, polite." Wuya stretched out his hand, twisted a lock of Delha's hair, and gently stroked it between his fingers: "Mr. Delha, do you want to know why?"

"I...I don't know..." Delhaqiang smiled, his calf seemed to have a little cramp.

"As for me, I've never been a good-tempered person." Wuya shrugged and withdrew his hand: "The only exception is that I will always be extra polite to those who are about to die. After all, this is the last benefit you can enjoy in your life. You see, I can actually be very kind, right?"

Delha's heart felt like it was hit hard. He widened his eyes and looked at Wuya, his chin trembled involuntarily: "Mr. Wuya, you... are you kidding me, right?"

"I don't like to joke." Wuya smiled and shook her head.

"Why!" Looking at Wuya's expression, Delha felt that he was about to breathe, and he screamed in despair: "I... I did something wrong! Mr. Wuya!"

"Do it wrong? No, you did nothing wrong, just... well, you're not lucky. It's not that easy to kill a mature Kara beast. I have to transform into the form of Jorman Gund." Wuya's expression was leisurely: "You try to recall what you have heard of, has anyone ever seen me transform in battle?"

Delha's teeth sounded, but he could no longer speak.

"No, right?" Wuya smiled even brighter: "It's very simple, because everyone I've seen is dead."

"For...why!"

Delha could no longer suppress his inner fear, and took two steps back, leaned against the thunderstorm chariot behind him, gasping at the top of his lungs.

"There is no special reason. If you have to say something, um..." Wuya tilted her head and thought: "It's probably because I don't like others seeing my naked body. Okay, I can't continue to waste time with you. I have to clean up this copy area. By the way, can you please take two steps to the side? Because I don't want your blood to dirty my thunderstorm chariot. Thank you."

"I...I understand! Because you are too--" Delha screamed at the top of his voice, but he had just said halfway, but it came to an abrupt end.

The moment the last word blurted out, Wuya's right hand stretched out like lightning, and a index finger inserted into his forehead.

Delha opened his mouth wide, and the expression of his whole face instantly frozen.

Wuya pulled out his fingers, and the brain mixed with blood slowly flowed down. He frowned, reached out and tore off a piece of clothing from Delha, carefully wiped his fingers, and threw them on the ground.

Delha lost his life body and fell heavily to the sky, leaving only a pair of wide eyes and a deep black hole between his eyebrows.

There is also the word that didn't blurt out at the end.

--"short."

"It's still dirty." Wuya looked at the few drops of blood and brain matter splashed on the thunderstorm chariot, frowned and shook her head, opened the hatch door and walked into the chariot: "Forget it. Anyway, after the refresh is restored, it will disappear."
Chapter completed!