League: I really didn't hang up

Chapter 28
After purchasing Ganges water and nuclear sewage, Gala was about to turn off her phone, but was attracted by the message box popped up by Moodoo.

"It's 99% successful, and if you invite a friend to cut a knife, you can get a free e-cigarette worth 688 yuan."

Gala sniffed, yes, e-cigarettes are no less harmful than direct smoking, and it is also convenient to use if you make one.

"Then I'll give it a try. Who would refuse a prostitute for nothing?"

Gala sent a message to some of her friends, and it didn't take long for someone to do it for him.

Just when gala was happily preparing to place an order, he suddenly received a reminder that his friend only cut 0.1% for him.

Grass.

Gala called another group of friends, but found that it was still a little bit worse.

Ever since, he talked about this matter in the live broadcast room, tens of thousands of water friends said that today they will help Gala cut this thing down no matter what they say.

[Leader, let me take the brothers to charge again! 】

[There are so many tricks, it's hard to get one. 】

[It's okay, we have a lot of people today, just to see if this is true. 】

After everyone's efforts, the number of people who slashed gala online has reached 6 people, but no matter how they slash, there will always be countless numbers behind the decimal point.

The barrage in the live broadcast room went crazy for a while.

[Congratulations to the anchor, you are still short of 3.1415926... gold coins and you can withdraw cash. 】

[Give Li Yunlong 6 people a few decades ago, and he can cut you down to Tokyo, but today with 6 people, you can't cut down a certain number. 】

[I found the source code of a certain machete program:
nt count = 0;
for (;;) {
if (count == 100000000000000000000){
sout("Congratulations on winning the prize");
break;
}
sout("It's about to succeed, hurry up and invite your friends to help you cut it again");
count++;
}]

Seeing the voices of the water friends getting louder and louder, and even Super Tube sent him a warning, in desperation, Gala had no choice but to choose to download it.

The takeaway hasn't come yet, let's think about improving the health index.

Gala spent the whole morning collecting all the cigarette butts left by Sister Jiao at the counter.

A big box.

Gala rubbed her chin, staring at the cigarette butt, lost in thought.

If you suck one by one like you did in the morning, it will take you until the year of the monkey.

"There is."

Gala came up with an idea when she saw the Coke bottle she had finished drinking on the table.

He found a pair of scissors, cut a Coke bottle halfway open, then screwed on the lid, pierced a few small holes in it, and put it upside down on the table.

Then, Gala disassembled the collected cigarette butts one by one, took out the shredded tobacco, and poured all of them into the coke bottle.

In this way, under his collection, an extra-large "Coke Barrel Cigarette" was quickly made.

In order to get the reward earlier, he planned to come to Boda.

He pounded the shredded tobacco tightly. In order to make them burn more fully later, Gala even carefully added some additives into it.

It's the instant noodle seasoning he didn't use up just now.

"Wuhu..."

Accompanied by the crackling sound of the lighter, the shredded tobacco in the entire Coke bottle began to burn rapidly under the huge flame.

"Stab la la..."

Gala stuffed the cap of the Coke bottle into her mouth, and took a big gulp with all her strength.

The Coke barrel cigarettes as thick as the mouth of a bowl lit up instantly, and at the same time, a large cloud of thick smoke rose.

"Cough...cough..."

Gala's face was flushed and she couldn't open her eyes.

【受到恶性烟雾污染：呼吸功能+150；肺部健康+210；免疫力+120；健康指数+180；口腔清洁+80；生殖能力+30……】

"Fuck, I'm such a fucking genius!"

With this sip, Gala almost didn't rise to immortality directly.

Seeing that all the statistics were soaring, he was very excited for a while.

"Since this is the case, let's not do anything, and let's have some excitement..."

Gala pulled a large bottle of Farmer's Three from under the counter and cut a head-sized hole in the bottom.

Then he stuffed his head into a Farmer's Three Fist bottle with a Coke barrel cigarette in his mouth.

In order to keep the smoke from dissipating, he even took out the tape from the counter and wrapped it many times around the gap around the bottom of the bottle.

"The whole job can be grounded, but it can't be grounded."

Gala couldn't help laughing, he even admired himself a little, probably only he could think of such a life in the underworld.

So, he first exhaled a breath of foul air forcefully.

The Coke barrel cigarettes immediately sprayed a large amount of smoke in the bottle of the Farmer's Three Punches.

However, the entire bottle of Farmer's Three Fists is airtight, so after so much gas is released, the bottle expands instantly.

For a moment, the turbid gas exhaled by the gala, the smoke from the burning cigarette, the air in the Coke bottle, the mist from insufficient combustion...all mixed together.

Just at this time.

Gala stepped on the ground with her feet, pressed her hand on the counter, tightened her buttocks, and sucked hard——

gasification body.

Ninety-nine to one.

Almost fainted.

[Polluted by unknown gas: health index +180]

[Polluted by unknown gas: health index +210]

[Polluted by unknown gas: health index +230]

[Polluted by vicious smog: respiratory function +130; lung health +160; ​​immunity +110; white and greasy skin +220...]

Due to the tightness of the bottle, Gala directly deflated the bottle, and the air dropped rapidly, making him feel suffocated.

At this time, the bottle was completely white, and nothing could be seen, so Gala had to rely on her feeling, and reached out to touch the cap of Farmer's Three Fist.

After the lid was opened, air rushed in quickly, Gala quickly took a few breaths of fresh air, and then closed the lid again.

After doing the same thing a few times, Gala's head was completely shrouded in a thick fog.

First-hand smoke, second-hand smoke, third-hand smoke...

In this way, the smoke circulates continuously in the bottle, and what the hell is a vicious circle.

Grass, seems to have found a bug in this system...

"Ding-dong-"

At this moment, a delivery boy came in, and after looking around, he held up his mobile phone and wondered, "This is the address, why can't I see anyone?"

Gala knew that the takeaway she ordered was here, so she quickly unscrewed the cap of the bottle of Farmer's Three Fist, and said while breathing smoke outside: "Here, here, just put it on the counter."

"Fuck!"

After confirming that the source of the sound came from the plastic bottle full of smoke, the delivery boy walked over cautiously.

"Your look is quite unique..." The takeaway boy put the takeaway on the counter.

"Haven't you seen playing CF?" Gala pointed to the notebook in front of her, "I'm adjusting the smoke head."

"..."

After the first little brother left in surprise, the second little brother walked in soon.

"Yasuo special delivery, your takeaway has arrived."

Gala waved: "Just put it here."

"Are you...are you burning your head?"

"What hot head?"

"Oh, then I know, so your Excellency is also a person in the way of ninja, fool! Where does it hurt! Is this Konoha's ninja smoke bomb?"

"WTF?"

"So, Lieutenant General Smoker, I have heard that you are the owner of the smoke fruit."

"..."

I didn't expect the takeaway boy to be so secondary.

Not long after, Gala finally waited for the third delivery boy.

"I'm just smoking!"

This time, without waiting for the other party to speak, Gala took the initiative to explain.

Although the takeaway boy was full of suspicion, he didn't talk too much like the first two. After putting down the takeaway, he turned and left.

"Finally a normal person." Gala thought to herself.

On the small electric donkey outside the door, the takeaway brother immediately dialed the report number after riding on the car.

"Hello? The police, yes, I want to report, it's not smoking, it's someone cultivating immortality—"

As soon as the fourth delivery boy came in, he was shocked when he saw the scene at the counter.

"Fuck! Crazy—"

The little brother left the takeaway and ran away.

Gala: "Two arms, who is more like Shenjingbing..."

While waiting anxiously, the last takeaway finally arrived.

This time it's a young lady.

In order to make himself look normal, Gala took off the "smoke helmet" before the other party entered the door, and he threw the Coke barrel of cigarettes aside.

Unexpectedly, when the delivery lady saw Gala, she was so frightened that she covered her mouth with her hand, and looked at him with a panicked expression.

"Why this expression? Did you see a ghost?"

However, what he didn't know was that due to the long-term accumulation of smoke, his hair was continuously emitting upward smoke at this time.

In addition, his face became extraordinarily fair and delicate after undergoing "gas pollution".

It was an almost weird whiteness, not like the whiteness that can be found in living people.

Gala said to herself: "Sure enough, the whole work still depends on the underworld, the improvement of the work in the underworld is too slow..."

The takeaway lady was stunned for five seconds.

Whoa cried out.

Gala: "You're crying so softly, haven't you eaten yet? Come over and have something to eat together?"

The young lady couldn't hold back her broken emotions any longer.

Turned around and ran outside, not forgetting to shout:

"There's a ghost!"

　Stop scolding, stop scolding

　　
　
(End of this chapter)