The son is also bringing the creditor to the door today

"Poor child." The man stroked the beard stubble on his chin, "Where did the children suffer from this before, they were soaked in honey pots all day long, they dared not give the moon to the stars, and never thought about whether they would die or not. "

Chi Mo smiled and hugged the little guy tightly: "It's the parents' fault that the child doesn't feel safe. I still don't choose boarding. I will take it with me myself."

"Bring?" The man laughed a few times in a loud voice: "The whole family is going to die neatly?"

"I'm confident that I can protect my child." Chi Mo raised his eyes.

"Really?" The man stopped and looked at Chi Mo seriously: "If you have a chance to compete, if you can't even beat me, I advise you to be self-aware and don't bring the flower bones of the base to die."

"Chi Mo." Chi Mo stretched out his hand.

"Chang Hongde." The man shook hands with Chi Mo, saw Chi Mo holding the child, and gave him a face-to-face salute without any force.

"Brother, is there a newcomer?" A man walked over slowly with a notebook in his hand and a white iris flower logo on his shoulder.

"Yo, you still have a baby." The man looked at Tian Tian curiously: "The little guy is so cute."

"Thank you, Uncle." Tian Tian blinked his eyes wide and responded politely.

"Hey, not bad." The man looked at Chi Mo: "What kind of power are you?"

"Ice type." Chi Mo felt that the ice type was easier.

"Ice type... life type plus attack type..." The man took out a pen and recorded it in a small notebook.

"Have you tested your attack index?" The man lowered his head and asked while writing.

"No." It was the first time Chi Mo heard about the attack index.

"Okay, you don't have to wait for three weeks, follow me to check the attack index in a week, wait for the detection, and then see which camp you want to join."

"Faction?" Chi Mo didn't expect the majestic division of camps in the Northwest Base.

"Did you see my shoulder?" The man pointed to the white iris flower on his shoulder with a pen: "I am a white faction, and I am directly under the jurisdiction of the city lord. We eat public food and obey the orders of the city lord. The treatment is very good."

"However, our Bai faction has to pass the assessment, if we fail the assessment..." The man looked around and waved to another passing man wearing a black leather jacket: "Brother Wen, come here for an afternoon. "

The man raised his eyes, with a grass in his mouth, and walked over lazily: "What are you doing?"

"Brother Wen, have you eaten yet?" The man asked kindly.

"Eat." The man named Brother Wen cast a casual glance at Chi Mo.

"What do you eat?" The man continued to ask with concern.

"You're the one who talks too much. I have nothing to do. I'm busy." Brother Wen rolled his eyes and looked away.

"Is it your Shiquan puwei soup, or the expired canned food that got food poisoning and ran to the medical office in the middle of the night?" The man revealed his truth with a smile.

"Daddy, what is Shiquan Puwei Soup?" Tian Tian looked curious.

"There are a lot of wild dandelions on our mountain. The locals call it daylily, which is refreshing and detoxifying." Brother Wen raised his head slightly and explained loosely.

"It would be good to call it dandelion dish, why do you have to call it Shiquan Puwei soup?" Tiantian was very curious.

"The dandelion dish is extremely bitter. This brother Wen is afraid of bitterness. Basically, after taking a bite, he will "poof, poof, poof" a few times, so it is called Shiquan "poof" flavor soup." The man looked at it with a smile. Brother Wen.

"You boy!" Wen brother was said to lose face, and he raised his fist to beat someone, but the man cleverly dodged him.

"Brother Wen is a representative of the black faction, a free corpse hunter. If you are lucky, you may be able to be beautiful for a while. If you can't find useful resources in a few days and don't go out to hunt corpses, then you can only eat Shiquan Puwei It's soup." Chang Hongde clasped his arms around his chest, explaining to Chi Mo while watching the play.

"Corpse hunter..." Chi Mo hugged Tiantian: "As far as I know, there is nothing valuable on the body of the living dead."

"Young man." Chang Hongde cast a sideways glance at Chi Mo: "The living dead are transformed by human beings, and the number of human beings has basically stopped increasing. In war, do we want to watch the dead finally win and become the masters of this planet? Then what face do we have to say that we are the top of the food chain? After five or six million years of evolution, the darling of nature can't even fight against the dead. Where is the face?"

Chi Mo smiled and said nothing.

"Therefore, our base has a policy that even killing the dead can receive a certain amount of food. Although it is small, it will not starve to death." Chang Hongde seemed quite proud, "Now, only our Northwest Base has this ability. Food is used to encourage people to hunt the living dead."

"Then how did you prove that you hunted the living dead outside?" Chi Mo asked with a smile.

"Isn't that simple?" Chang Hongde pulled his lips, showing his big white teeth: "Only accept tiger teeth, four grains and one tael."

Tian Tian subconsciously closed his mouth, Chi Mo nodded, indicating that this is a better method.

"Okay, in fact, what I just said and these methods are all thought up by our city master." Chang Hongde showed a look of admiration on his face: "Our Northwest Base is also the city master to the present level. The ability is extraordinary. Therefore, as long as the city lord calls, no matter whether it is a white faction or a black faction, they are willing to obey the orders of the city lord."

Chi Mo nodded slightly in response.

"Okay, this is the courtyard. There are bunk beds inside. There are eight people in a room. You and the little guy stay here for a week. After there is no abnormality, you can come out to test the attack index. If your attack index is higher than 5.0, you can There is no need for assessment, just enter the white faction directly, if it is between 3.5 and 5.0, you need to take another assessment, if it is below 3.5, you should directly follow the black faction."

Chang Hongde pointed to Chi Mo's black leather jacket: "That man, Wen Yang, is the administrator of the black faction. He needs to register every month to prove that you are still alive."

Chi Mo nodded. The administrators of the black faction are so destitute, presumably the life of free corpse hunters is not much better.

"Brother Wen, stop quarreling with me, take him to occupy a better bed, and take care of the children." The man supported his knees, panting and fanning himself with a small book, wearing a few dusty clothes on his body. footprint.

"You bastard, if you slander the black faction in front of the newcomers, I will kick you to death." Wen Yang was also very tired, and went to wave to Chi Mo: "The black faction can only provide beds, and I have been fighting for a long time to get the newcomer isolation room Come here, after being teased by you bastards, do the black factions still want to eat?"

Wen Yang looked at Chi Mo angrily: "The bed was free for the previous week, but if you fail the test, you will be charged for the bed when you come back!"

Chi Mo nodded gently.

"Don't think that I'm soft-hearted just because you brought the child. If I keep softening, I won't have any food to eat, and I'll be laughed at by those bastards." Wen Yang angrily led Chi Mo into a low building, picked up the hanging A thick booklet on the wall led Chi Mo up to the third floor, and kicked open the door in front of "308".

The moment the door was kicked open, Chi Mo quickly covered Tiantian's eyes.

"Fuck, what are you doing, clothes, are you shameless?" Wen Yang pointed angrily at several naked men in the room.

"Brother Wen, you can't blame us. Taoist Yu is so hot. We are like a steamer. Look at my neck, it's all red with sweat!" A man kept fanning himself with his hands, His face was red and his ears were red, and his body was sweating. It was really hot.

Wen Yang looked at the long-haired man who was meditating steadily on the bed, his mind was calm and cool, he closed his eyes and meditated, leisurely and detached.

"Is it possible that I don't know?" Wen Yang pointed to Chi Mo: "Isn't this a freezer for you?"

"Freezer? Ice ability?" The man's eyes widened in joy, and since he was puzzled again: "Can ice ability come to our black faction?"

"Cough." Wen Yang introduced to Chi Mo: "This is the three treasures of our black sect. Talking tuberculosis and Sao Mao, who get up early. Talking tuberculosis is this idiot. His surname is Yang. You can call him Lao Yang. Sao Mao, that's the one." The man with the dead body on the bed speaks with a yellow accent. Remember to cover the child's ears. It's the Taoist priest who wakes up early. He wants to get up and meditate in the morning to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Leave him alone, his voice is soft and won't disturb you. Until you and the baby rest."

"Aren't you going to take me to the isolation room?" Chi Mo looked at the somewhat small room.

"Oh, the isolation room is as big as this one, and it needs to accommodate eight people. I think you have children with you, so I'll give you special treatment." Wen Yang looked up at the ceiling.

"It's okay, it's okay, we can't stand the heat." Lao Yang pulled Chi Mo past him, clasped his hands together: "Lao Yang is here to ask for some ice, please."

Chi Mo frowned slightly, covering Tian Tian's eyes, "Put on your clothes first."

"Give me ice first." Lao Yang saluted Chi Mo with a deadpan face.

Chi Mo's eyes darkened, he turned his back, took away his hand from Tian Tian's eyes, and stroked lightly with his fingertips, and Lao Yang sighed comfortably from behind.

"It's so comfortable, it's cool..."

"Oh, wait, buddy, my feet are frozen, ah, my waist, my waist!"

Wen Yang watched from the side, couldn't help laughing up to the sky.

Lao Yang wore a set of ice and snow princess dresses, layered on top of each other, and a pair of crystal-clear skates on his feet, exuding cold air, so fixed that Lao Yang couldn't move.

There is a big bow on the princess dress, and the waist is slender, which makes Lao Yang almost roll his eyes. The ice cubes cling to Lao Yang's body, and the frozen Lao Yang's hair stands upright. The bad guy is wearing a dreamy dress with "fairy air", which is really hot on the eyes .

Sao Mao, who was naked on one side, slowly pulled a blanket over her body.

Taoist Yu slowly opened his eyes and got up from the bed. His long black hair reached his waist, and his eyes were clear, full of aura of beauty.

This man was a little taller than Chi Mo, wearing a loose cyan robe, revealing a piece of abdominal muscle, and a wooden hairpin was stuck obliquely on his head.Even with long hair, there is no trace of femininity, a pair of sword eyebrows slanted into the temples, narrow and long eyes, a slender nose, thin lips and pale face, she looks better when she closes her eyes than when she opens them.

"It's a pleasure to meet you." Taoist Yu looked directly at Chi Mo with a slight smile in his eyes.