Mass Transmigration: I Have an Armory

"God of Nan, do you want to buy this meat that can strengthen your virility?"

Shen Pan saw that Nan Feng was looking at it so seriously, and said, "This boss is just bragging. It's just a pig. How can it have such a function?"

Nan Feng ignored him, but looked up and asked, "Boss, where did you get this pig?"

The boss said with a smile, "Hey, I was going to go hunting outside the city this morning, but not far from the city, I saw this dead pig, so I dragged it back. It just died, and the meat is fresh. If you want it, I will sell it to you at a lower price."

Nan Feng took out a handful of copper coins and threw them to him, without looking up, saying, "The extra money will be considered a tip."

After that, Nan Feng left with the pig's head, very cool.

The boss counted, his face sank, and shouted, "Sir, this money is not enough, sir, give me the pig back!"

Nan Feng: "..."

Nan Feng went back and added a few hundred copper coins.

"Thank you, sir. You are very generous." The boss smiled happily. After thinking for a while, he came over and whispered, "By the way, sir, there seems to be a dead beast where I picked up this pig. I am of low level and dare not go forward. If you are confident, you can go and have a look. The location is..."

Nanfeng nodded and gave 200 more copper coins: "Thank you, boss."

Then, Nanfeng took the pig and left quickly.

"Nan Shen, why did you buy this pig?"

"Well, what else can it do? It must be... Hehehe."

"Can this pig really strengthen yang? How about I buy two?"

Nanfeng ignored the chattering people, but came to a remote corner and put the dead pig on the ground.

"Xiao Luo, come and help me." Nanfeng called Xiao Luo, "You are also a knife player. How strong can someone be able to make such a smooth cut?"

Xiao Luo pondered for a while: "Any expert over level 30 can do it."

"Ah?"

Nanfeng was stunned. He thought that the person who could make such a smooth cut must be a strong man over level 40.

Xiao Luo explained: "The level of this beast is too low, only level 27."

That's true...

But Nanfeng felt that this matter was not that simple.

He told everyone what happened in Wuhai City.

Xu Ming touched his chin and thought: "You mean, there is such a pervert who cut off the hind legs of a lizard in Wuhai City, and then came to Beijing to cut off the front hoof of a pig?"

Wu Yuansheng also noticed something unusual: "Wuhai City is 108,000 miles away from Beijing. Only the Chosen One can come so quickly, right?"

Huang Yuanming was shocked: "You mean, that pervert is the Chosen One of our South City?"

Shen Pan waved his hand: "It may also be from Longcheng."

In Wuhai City, Longcheng and South City both have Chosen Ones guarding there.

"Who are the knife players in our South City?"

"There are quite a lot, Luo Ge is one."

"What? You said Luo Ge is the pervert?"

"There is no need to say that he is a pervert, right? He just cut off two beasts, not people. Haven't you killed beasts before?"

Everyone discussed it for a while, but nothing came out of it, so it was left unresolved.

After all, it was not a big deal.

It was just a beast that was killed. Who among those present had not killed a beast before?

This large group of people strolled around the market for an afternoon and bought a lot of things to take back.

There were food, drinks, and various novelty gadgets.

Nanfeng also bought a lot of things himself, all small ornaments, toys, and so on.

When he has time, he will go back to Nancheng and put them in his own house and add some decorations.

At night, everyone gathered in the embassy to eat hot pot.

Xiao Angran, Cheng Mo, Lin Tianqi and others also came to eat and drink, and there was laughter in the embassy.

As Su Zeran said, the envoys stayed in the inn very quietly without making any noise.

It can be seen that they did not want to take action, but because of the problem of face, they had to give an explanation to the dead civil servants.

Late at night, Xu Ming and others gathered together to play mahjong again.

But this time, Shen Pan was not allowed to sit at the table, and Shen Pan was so angry that he shouted that he was bullied.

Nanfeng also went to the table and played two rounds, and then two turtles were harvested on his handsome face.

"No more playing."

Nanfeng stood up and stretched, saying: "I'm a little sleepy, go back to sleep. Who will take my place?"

Shen Pan: "I..."

Xu Ming: "Get lost."

Nanfeng came to the dormitory on the third floor, where a room was reserved, specially prepared for Nanfeng.

The decoration is good, clean and tidy.

"Brother Long is thoughtful." Nanfeng said in his heart, "I'll ask Su Zeran to build an embassy in the Magic City later, and it must be more magnificent than this."

It's really an inexplicable competitive spirit.

Opening the window, Nanfeng stood by the window and looked at the scene outside the window.

Even in the middle of the night, the capital is full of the breath of life.

[Huang's Bath Center] People come and go outside, and it can be seen that Huang Yuanming is doing well.

There is a night market near the bath center, which has food stalls, late-night barbecues, bars...

Now the capital is more and more like Blue Star.

Nanfeng felt that such a quiet, harmonious, and murder-free day was great.

He just quietly watched the outside world.

As he watched, suddenly, a huge crack appeared in the sky, and a huge hand covering the sky and the sun fell from the sky!

Nanfeng was shocked and pulled out the [Matter Annihilation Cannon].

But when he looked up at the sky again, the sky was calm. Where was the crack? Where was the big hand?

"This..." Nanfeng frowned.

He found that he didn't have the [Matter Annihilation Cannon] in his hand.

"Was that a dream just now?"

Nanfeng was stunned. He just stood here and fell asleep inexplicably?

He didn't know that just now, an invisible and intangible magic thread quietly connected the Baihui acupoint in the center of his head.

He didn't know that all the chosen ones in this Dragon City had a magic thread on their heads.

As the lord of Dragon City, Long Wudi had 49 magic threads on his head!

These magic threads reached the clouds.

It was as if there was a big hand above the clouds, controlling the puppets in the city through these thousands of threads.

"Can I dream while standing? Is Suo Ya Na nearby?" Nan Feng murmured, "She fought with Emperor Zun, did she win? Is she coming to kill me and Long Wudi now?"

Nan Feng observed the situation in the city nervously.

Until the sky was slightly white, he did not find anything unusual.

Suo Ya Na did not seem to be here.

"Have I been too tense for too long?"

He had not slept for more than a month.

Although for Nan Feng now, it would be no problem even if he did not sleep for a hundred years.

But if he did not sleep, his tense spirit could not be completely relaxed.

But if he slept, he could not sleep.

What a tangled human being.

"Forget it, let's go out of the city for a walk." Nan Feng flew out of the window.

He was going to take a look at the place that the small vendor told him yesterday.