The little splash... if there were more little sea turtles, wouldn't I have enough water?

No, what kind of water is this?

It's a bit salty.

Chen Luo's face darkened. If the little sea turtle wasn't filled with joy, he would have already struck.

Little sea turtles are born with decent strength, easily capable of smashing glass containers.

Chen Luo, in both his lives, never understood why some mutated creatures could experience explosive growth in strength, like a genetic mutation.

Especially creatures in the ocean.

For example, the Sea Turtle King, which is considered to have eighth-level strength, wouldn't die suddenly.

Their offspring wouldn't be bad either; otherwise, why would Chen Luo snatch them?

With a thought, Chen Luo wanted to see what strength this little sea turtle had and if it would listen to him.

"Use Water Gun on me."

The little turtle received the command but was confused. Why attack Mama?

Chen Luo insisted repeatedly, and the little turtle suddenly understood. Oh, Mama is thirsty.

Chen Luo was sprayed in the face. My god, the taste was too refreshing.

But the force was good. It actually had almost second-level strength at birth.

How long will it take to grow up, and when will it have the strength of the Sea Turtle King?

Years, decades, or even centuries?

Chen Luo suddenly realized that even if it had the strength of the Sea Turtle King in a few years, it wouldn't be of much use to him.

The strength of mutated creatures increases with time, but there is a limit; it can't increase infinitely.

Then, can't I use time acceleration to make them grow faster?

I can also practice time acceleration.

No sooner said than done, Chen Luo wasn't afraid of any danger to the little sea turtle. First, he had experimented before, and time acceleration didn't seem to have any side effects. Second, there was no emotional attachment.

If one is gone, there are still three more.

After a fierce operation, Chen Luo consumed most of his supernatural ability, and the little sea turtle's size tripled, reaching nearly half a meter in length.

From a little thing to a big thing.

The little sea turtle was weak to begin with, so Chen Luo's time acceleration effect was very obvious. Once the little sea turtle's level gets higher, unless Chen Luo's level also increases, the effect will get worse and worse.

Chen Luo was happy. If it can have the strength of the Sea Turtle King in half a year, it will still be of great help to him.

First, do everything possible to increase the strength of one sea turtle, and the remaining three can come slowly.

The remaining three little sea turtles also hatched one after another.

"Baba, Mama."

…

The fact that Chen Luo protected Jia Shan must be publicized. Otherwise, what's the use if no one knows?

But isn't that too high-profile, not in line with Chen Luo's "low-key" personality?

But wanting to be low-key, his strength doesn't allow it. Since building such a base, it's impossible to be low-key.

Killing Zheng Jin and destroying Wang Long, which one can be concealed?

In addition, publicizing it can also prove the strength of the base and attract talents.

Members took tens of thousands of leaflets, killing zombies while distributing and posting them. When they met other survivors, they would also say a word or two.

That day, nearby bases learned about this matter.

Some sneered, not afraid of talking big and biting off more than they can chew.

Some thought it was normal. They had never seen a base stronger than Chen Luo's. Not only were there more people, but the overall quality of the members was also stronger.

Unless everyone joins forces, there is really no one Chen Luo can't protect.

A red leaflet was blown by the wind, constantly flying, and flew to the feet of a group of people.

A woman in blue curiously picked it up to look at.

It said: As long as you pay enough, any trouble can be solved for you, protecting your safety.

The woman in blue scoffed: "What big words."

The man in white beside her took the leaflet, looked at it, and a strange smile appeared on his face.

"Any trouble, hehehe, I wonder if you can withstand me looking for trouble with you. Interesting."

The man in white said to the people around him with a narrow smile, "Life is too boring. Brothers, let's find some fun. This base is so majestic and domineering."

A man said, "Brother Mo Ning, what do you say?"

The man in white, Mo Ning, flicked the leaflet and said with a faint smile, "We're idle anyway, so let's give this base a treatment, cure his habit of bragging, and make him honest."

"I like slapping faces the most."

The man hesitated and said, "Isn't this bad? We're offending people for no reason."

The woman in blue, Jiang Bai, sneered: "Are we still afraid of offending people? Brother Mo Ning has sixth-level strength and is still a space-type, mastering the space sword. Who can withstand his sword?"

"Life is so boring, what's wrong with finding some fun? If you want to blame someone, blame him for being too arrogant."

The others laughed: "Then this base is really unlucky to be met by Brother Mo Ning."

Mo Ning joked, "I'm an old Chinese doctor, specializing in treating bragging. Brothers, let's go."

A group of people mourned for Chen Luo in their hearts, telling him to be high-profile.

Including Mo Ning, he also had some understanding in his heart. Meeting a large base head-on and being surrounded by people would definitely lead to death.

Ants can kill an elephant. What, can a sixth-level person fight hundreds of fourth-level people?

But their advantage as lone cultivators is that they are flexible and won't give you a chance to surround them.

He Yu Cheng joined Chen Luo's base a month ago and was out killing zombies with his captain as usual.

His captain joined four months ago and is considered a veteran. His strength is also good, reaching the fourth level almost two months ago.

While they were looking for zombies, a group of people suddenly walked over.

He Yu Cheng and others immediately became vigilant.

The captain said politely: "Keep a certain distance. It's good for you and good for us. Don't come any closer."

Mo Ning said with a faint smile: "I heard that your base has put out the word that it can solve any trouble?"

The captain frowned and said, "Yes."

It seemed like the visitors were up to no good.

Mo Ning smiled, confirming his target, and condensed a space sword.

The captain's eyelids twitched wildly. This sword seemed to be a skill that only the boss knew. He had seen it before.

The captain said in extreme shock, "Void..."

He wanted to say Void Sword, but Mo Ning called this skill Space Sword.

But before he could say it, Mo Ning flashed and cut the captain in half with one strike.

Instantly killing a fourth-level person, Mo Ning didn't feel any pride at all. Wasn't this a very normal thing?

Jiang Bai watched from behind, her eyes filled with admiration.

A sixth-level person fighting a fourth-level person is just a crushing victory. In a short time, only two people were left in the entire ten-person team.

One of them was He Yu Cheng.

He Yu Cheng's eyes were about to burst, but he was firmly controlled by the others.

Mo Ning patted He Yu Cheng's face: "I'll spare your life. Go back and tell your boss that if he wants to save his subordinates, come to the top of Wuyun Mountain tonight."

"You can only bring up to three people, or I can't guarantee his safety."

Mo Ning pointed to one of the members who was still alive.

Mo Ning didn't expect Chen Luo to dare to come, but his intention in doing so was obvious: to slap Chen Luo in the face.

You can't even protect your own subordinates, let alone protect others.

What a joke.

Once it spreads, Chen Luo will lose all face.

And if Chen Luo brings too many people and everyone comes, Mo Ning can discover it early and leave.