Interstellar Adventure: I Let Great Xia’s National Fortune Fly

"Ah." Ye Ying has never seen this scene before, and carefully hides behind Le Yao.

"In this case, how should we cooperate? Is it okay to applaud?"

Studio.

The Blue Star audience laughed loudly, "Looking at Yeying's expression, it's like watching a mental illness."

"Is 411 bewitched by an evil spirit, or scared stupid by the fake universe?"

It's kind of silly.

Zhao Zichuan was a little lost.

The matchmakers should not be from the old family.

He didn't bother to explain, he waved his hand, changed the topic and said, "There's no need to cooperate, let's talk about something else."

"It's really legendary, what's the situation with the cash withdrawal."

"This little dirt bag suddenly became bigger, what's going on?"

In Yeying's heart, Zhao Zichuan had already been labeled as 'intermittent mental illness'.

She looked a little timid, and pointed to the counter, "In the Yuan universe, doing business, farming, hunting monsters and treasures are all for earning Yuan coins, and withdrawing Yuan coins is the way of making a living at the bottom of Blue Star."

"The planet becomes bigger because of the completion of special tasks and upgrades."

Speaking of upgrading, Ye Ying seemed to have forgotten the horror of 'mental illness', and smiled again with squinted eyes, "Thank you so much, you helped me surpass many people in Blue Star."

Is it from Blue Star?

Then why don't you even know melatonin.

Zhao Zichuan was puzzled in his heart, and he didn't get entangled in this issue, but asked the bottom line, "What about after the upgrade?"

"Apart from cash withdrawal, what else?"

Ye Ying blurted out, "Popularity."

Obviously.

Popularity is important.

When Ye Ying said 'popularity', her eyes changed.

She glanced at the bare planet, and said to herself submergedly, "I need to save some yuan coins, decorate the store, and buy more... that's right."

"Recycle a bottle of red wine and exchange some start-up capital."

call out.

Red wine disappeared.

When Le Yao saw this, his eyes sparkled.

"Have fun?"

Le Yao stared enviously at Ye Ying's operation, "Is this also survival? How good is this way of survival."

"Okay?" Zhao Zichuan didn't think so.

His eyes were full of pampering, he raised his hand, and scratched Le Yao's nose, "Since it's good, then let's make a nest here, sell wine and have a baby for a lifetime?"

"Bah." Le Yao pursed her lips, and was about to have a confrontation with Zhao Zichuan.

But the witty words got to the throat, and suddenly changed, Le Yao also reacted, and said seriously, "How can we leave in this situation."

That's right.

Leaving is the problem.

Zhao Zichuan's inquisition was precisely to find a way to 'leave'.

Meta universe.

How to get the national luck?
Civilization, how to conquer?

Studio.

Countless people followed Le Yao's question and thought of this.

Lemon Essence broke out again, "Haha, extreme joy begets sorrow, what kind of national destiny can the virtual world have? A bunch of data streams?"

"National destiny or national destiny is secondary...According to the usual practice, 411 must be recognized by civilization before it can leave the civilized space. In the virtual world, how can it be recognized by the real world?"

"Grandson, let's build a nest and sell wine to have a baby." A local tycoon from a foreign country directly played the trumpet.

The local tyrant failed to bid for the project of 'Big Xia Shantytown Reconstruction', and was full of anger. Seeing that 411 was unlucky, he couldn't wait to vent his anger.

Rich people, some people think it smells good when they fart.

Lemon Essence seemed to have found a backbone, and for a while, his fighting spirit was high. "It's not bad to live in the game world for a lifetime."

"411 is already great, but it's a pity that God is jealous of talents and has become a pile of data."

"Brothers upstairs, don't talk about it, what kind of talent is 411... It's all the way here, remember that snake, it just died of a fart."

"There is also the Baboon Jungle, where piles of stone tools were picked up."

"By the way, the most important thing is the expansion of Blue Star, the truckload of supplies from Hamburg... Don't forget, supplies are the key to the 411 decisive battle against Dick and the brainwashing of the dwarves."

"411 itself has a fart ability."

The local tyrant who failed in the bidding, heard this, and vented on the loudspeaker, "Yes, 411 has a fart ability, so what's so great about Daxia?"

"The renovation of dilapidated shantytowns is also considered a treasure, I am!"

"Deserving it."

Will Zhao Zichuan take care of this?

He is not interested, and he is not in the mood... Right now, Zhao Zichuan only wants to fatten up Yeying.

Ugh?
In the system space, various essences such as peach wood, longan, dryad...

Can this thing drink in a bar?

Give it a try.

The only remaining waste wood points were exchanged for two jars of fine wine.

Zhao Zichuan didn't care about Sanqi 21, and stuffed all kinds of essences, especially the essence of Death Valley Tree Essence, into the wine jar.

"Ye Ying, look at this..."

Before the words fell, there was a [ding].

[Congratulations to Daxia 411, who has obtained the formula of wood-based energy drink, and the intellectual property rights are under lock-up. 】

Wucio! The 411 fans couldn't hold back on the spot, "Funny, @Sometuhao, is your face swollen?"

"People, you can be stupid or blind, but you can't be both stupid and blind."

"That's right, the monopoly group shut up, and Sakura Yamamoto slumped, why are there still people who don't open their eyes, and the cheap ones are looking for trouble with 411?"

"Why, life is dull, do you want some excitement?"

"Listen to my brother's advice, stay away from 411, 411 is the nemesis of pretenders, the ancestor of the face-slapping world."

A certain local tyrant almost became a Buddha right away... 4000 million, I haven't done it yet. At this level, wouldn't it be good to find a class?
This guy is distressed.

He wiped the screen of the phone up and down, muttering over and over again, "This is okay? This is okay?"

"Fuck, can you give me a glass of Wangqing water!"

"Let me forget this life!"

Forget love water?
Very spicy, I want a cup too.

Just now, Tela opened a trumpet and went to the official website to post a battle post, and bet on '411 will be isolated from the world for 1 years'.

Although he only lost 1000 million, his heart was so hot that he felt as uncomfortable as being green.

"Is 411 the devil?"

"I..." When complaining, I noticed Chayer's eyes from the corner of my eye.

What's the matter, why this look?It was extremely spicy, so I closed my mouth and bowed my waist, "Huang, is this mere drink formula worthy of your attention?"

Chail saw something different.

He glanced over with cold eyes, "If the ultimate national destiny of the civilization where 411 is located is the Metaverse."

"Do we still have an advantage?"

The hot eyes suddenly changed, and she was miserable like a dead mother in an instant, "The metaverse is VR, intelligence, neurons, brains and other fields..."

"Wait." Chayer raised his hand to interrupt.

He was very positive, and asked word by word, "It is said that you gave the supplies for 411's victory over Dick and the peace talks with the dwarves?"

"Now, the Metaverse National Luck he got again is also the Hamburg National Goods?"

"No, no, it's George..." Tera waved her hands, her knees trembled in fright, and she peed on her pants.

The main reason is that Chayer in front of him is too scary, with a dark mist floating on his body, like a devil.

boom!
Chail did not disappoint Te Lai either.

He stretched out his hand suddenly, and tore off Tera's arm. Amid the gushing blood, Chayer asked coldly, "Is it comfortable to help the enemy and weaken yourself?"

"If there is another time, can I kill you?"

At this moment, there was a sound of [Ding], [Congratulations to Daxia 411, for winning the formula of National Fortune and Dragon Blood Essence Bone Forging Wine. 】

"Huang, Huang! You listen to my sophistry!"