Doomsday: God Level Selection System

Mr. Carp, who had come out to observe the situation, was rushed by the smell and started to vomit while lying on the wall.

After holding on for a few seconds, I was turned white by the smell.

Next to it were Su Qing and [Blacksmith] who had passed out.

Xiao Bailong came out next, and just called out: "Haney..."

The whole dragon fell straight and stiff.

"This smell is too strong for me."

Even Ye An, who has always been calm and calm, covered his nose, narrowed his eyes, and kept fanning the wind with his palms after smelling the smell.

"It's so hot when you breathe it in!"

"It's easy at all!"

After hearing Ye An's words, Qin Feng accidentally took out a box of matches from the storage space...

Maybe, you can try...

"wipe~"

"laugh……"

On the head of a small match, a slight flame lights up
Soon... "Boom!"

The flames of deflagration enveloped the entire ship!
After the explosion, Qin Feng and the almost brainless [whiteboard workers] dealt with a few lightly wounded.

Then, he patted [Repairman] on the shoulder meaningfully.

【Repairman】Looking at the holes shot through by melons one after another, and then at the burnt black deck.

Crying without tears!

I just built a Tier [-] ship wow!
the strange thing is.

The instigator of all this [Cantaloupe Shooter] was still safe and sound even after being scorched by fire.

Interesting.

Qin Feng touched his chin, and walked towards the melon shooter with bright eyes.

Along the way, he kicked away the big white goose blocking the road.

Caressing the round melon head of the melon shooter.

Qin Feng narrowed his eyes.

What else is it called a melon shooter, and it can be called a melon mortar!
Physical damage and magic damage are superimposed, and the key is to taunt!
Qin Feng: "How many hairs can you vomit in a day."

Melon shooter expressed doubts: o_O???
After struggling to communicate for a long time, the melon shooter finally understood what Qin Feng meant.

Turn the muzzle and aim the chubby head at the sea level at the stern.

drink~
tui!

drink~
tui!

drink~
tui!

……

After half an hour, the whole melon of the melon shooter was deflated.

drink... tu...

Can't spit out another cantaloupe.

Qin Feng, who had been recording for more than half an hour, patted his chubby head with satisfaction.

"The ammunition capacity is 230 four rounds."

"The longest range can reach 500 meters!"

"Pretty good!"

"drink water!"

The melon shooter nodded obediently, and Qin Feng generously poured [purified water] on it.

"What do you want to eat?" Qin Feng continued to ask.

"What flavor do you want, I'll ask Big White Goose to pull it for you."

Cantaloupe Shooter The whole melon is bad!
I was exhausted and vomited cantaloupe for a long time, you give me papa? !

In protest, the melon shooter twisted his body.

Qin Feng looked disgusted: "It's twisted like a maggot!
It's not that I won't give you food, what's the rush. "

After finishing speaking, Qin Feng went to feed the big white goose.

After a while, Qin Feng covered his nose and walked over with a few small buckets of cake.

Putting down the wooden barrel, Qin Feng began to introduce.

"It's banana flavored."

"It's fishy."

"It tastes like pork."

"This is the product of human beings, the original flavor..." Qin Feng blushed.

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The muskmelon shooter twisted even more violently.

Qin Feng: "Okay, okay, I know you are in a hurry to eat!"

"But what should I eat first..."

"Pork!"

After finishing speaking, Qin Feng poured a small half bucket of big white goose cake into [cultivated land plus]

The melon shooter vine is almost broken: (;Д `)
Big boats are not worth it!
...

Wait, it seems to taste good? !