Interstellar Monster Breeder Survival Manual

This feeling was so amazing that Fang Rong didn't dare to think about it, so he quickly found a job to do, washing dishes and cleaning pots, and doing all the housework. After finishing, he became bored again, and couldn't help thinking about it.

In fact, Fang Hua is quite good when you think about it carefully. Although force is too strong, it is not easy to overthrow him, but a person like him should not care much about the upper and lower. If he works hard, he may really be able to be the one above.

In fact, he also has a little advantage. For example, he is taller than Fang Hua. According to the movies, the tall ones are usually the ones who attack, and there are no short ones who are the ones who can't get close.

I always feel that as long as Fang Hua stops growing taller, he has hope to be an attacker.

Of course, the premise is that he really doesn't grow taller anymore. You must know that the orcs are strong and strong, and they almost change every day. It seems unrealistic not to grow taller.

So Fang Rong pays 100% attention to his height, and has to measure it every day after eating, lest he accidentally grow taller than himself.

It's okay, it's okay, Fang Hua doesn't know whether it's because of his congenital inadequacy, or because he can't keep up the day after tomorrow, but he always maintains that distance, not growing at all, and he can still look down on him. This is Fang Rong's most advantage at present.

If he wanted to kiss Fang Hua, he could bow his head, but if Fang Hua wanted to kiss him, he would have to step on his feet. Thinking of this, he immediately felt superior.

Fang Rong is still very satisfied with his current situation. He has company, money, and some places to live. The only thing he is unhappy about is the military area. He has psychological shadows. He originally wanted to quit, but when he thought that it was difficult to find a job outside , plus he has a supernatural ability, he will slowly catch up in the future, and sooner or later he will become awesome, so he still hasn't retreated, so naturally he is still hanging around.

But fortunately, he has made rapid progress, and his body is getting better and better after having the supernatural power. Before doing a few push-ups, he felt dizzy, but now doing dozens of them is not a problem.

Just improve.

I'm afraid that after hanging the tail for so long, there is still no progress at all.

If he didn't leave, there was nothing anyone could do. The soft ones came, and it was useless to take turns preaching. Now that the hard ones are coming, they also spent a lot of thought to drive him away.

Of course, Fang Rong understood that the first-class vanguard used to be the best in the team, and his salary was twice that of others. Not only that, he basically didn't need to clean up like ordinary soldiers for a month, at most once at the end of the month.

Since he came, the average score has plummeted, dragged back, and now not only has the salary dropped, but also an extra hour of cleaning every day.

After all, they are not relatives or friends, or even have no relationship at all. It is personally unwilling to let them be punished together.

But the army has no choice. Everyone is a group, and the group is to share the blessings and share the difficulties. If you can't learn the essence of it, you can't survive in the army.

Fortunately, Fang Rong's situation is getting better and better, and his daily statistics are increasing. Gradually, the team is no longer the last one, and can already compete with the penultimate one.

This level of progress is of course not satisfactory, so other people will still reject him and bully him from time to time. If it is Fang Rong from before, there is nothing he can do, just try to avoid him.

But now that he suddenly has a supernatural power, he doesn't plan to avoid it, because the more he avoids it, the more people look down on him.

They used to talk about him behind his back, but now they call him a coward in front of his face.

boom!A basketball was hit in the chest, and the Great Sage hooked his fingers at him, "Come and play together, we are all here."

He was deflated by Fang Hua, and couldn't help but wanted to find it back on Fang Rong. They pressed down, and the pressure on them was not small, so naturally no one would provoke him.

"Okay." Fang Rong caught the basketball and threw it over. He is a complete homeboy, not to mention basketball, he rarely does sports, and naturally he doesn't know how to play basketball.

But I have never eaten pork, I have seen it before, "I don't know how to fight, you have to give me a little bit."

"It's easy to talk about." They didn't focus on playing basketball, so they agreed without saying a word.

Basketball is divided into groups of five, one of whom is the captain, and there are up to seven substitute players. They are just a small test of skill, there are not so many rules, and the number is only ten.

Fang Rong was classified as a jumper. He was originally not good at sports, and he couldn't play ball. He failed to grab the ball after several times, but was yelled at by others, which made his fingertips tremble, which affected his emotions. The ball can't be grabbed.

Each player has four chances to foul. Fang Rong didn't notice it at first, but after being knocked down repeatedly, he realized that this group of people still didn't give up and wanted to drive him away.

why?

Fang Rong was unwilling, his face turned red when he was angry, and his chest heaved greatly.

Obviously he has worked very hard, is it true that he can't see it, or doesn't want to see it?

"Fang Rong, what about you, why are you staring blankly, why don't you hurry up and make a free throw."

Fang Rong looked at the basketball hoop in a daze, with complicated thoughts, since you guys won't let me go, then I don't want to let you go either!

There is no gratuitous enmity or kindness in this world. He thought that he had dragged them down and backed down again and again, but not only was it useless, but it made them worse and felt that he was easy to bully.

Fang Hua came in at the same time as him, not only was no one bullied, but people were flattering everywhere. In the final analysis, it was all about strength.

Now he is also powerful.

"Here we come." He ran to the free throw line and threw the basketball with both hands.

boom!

The basketball crossed a beautiful arc and hit the basketball hoop accurately.

One point for free throws, two points in total, two points for both, and the ball is given to the opponent.

Fang Rong scored both goals. He was originally a rookie, but his sudden display of power stunned everyone, including his teammates.

Although they are teammates, they are actually working together to squeeze him out and bully him.

Ma Shan was ridden by others, and Ren Shan was bullied by others. It is true.

Fang Rong was still angry, waiting to grab the ball. The ball seemed to have magic power, and it was in his hands not long after, and he even shot several three-pointers.

Because his supernatural ability is quite special, and it is silent, there is no sign at all, and the ball can be obtained as soon as the mind moves, and besides Fang Hua, no one knows that he has supernatural abilities, and it is not recorded in the book. The power will be recorded on the power table as soon as it is detected, and the seat can be registered in the future. After all, although the power is good, it is very dangerous. In case it is used by criminals, the role of the power table will come out at this time. So even though he used his ability, no one else responded at all.

I just thought it was his luck against the sky, but there is something wrong with the continuous against the sky.

The others looked at each other, and while they were puzzled, they looked more squarely at the same time.

"I can't see that you are quite powerful." The Great Sage stood beside him with a dignified expression, "But we will give our best in the future."

He really paid attention to it, and chased after Fang Rong closely. Fang Rong was not familiar with the movements, and he almost snatched the basketball from him several times, but he has supernatural powers. It was so close to him that it all ended up in his hands.

Another beautiful three-pointer, Fang Rong stood in the distance, accepting everyone's provocation.

This was originally a match where they were going to work together to squeeze him out, but it made him shine generously and succeeded in counterattacking.

However, as the game got to the end, the anger grew. The group of people worked together, and the opponent made a secret move, but he was still suppressed by him. It would be a lie to say that he was not angry.

For the first time, Fang Rong decided to follow his temper. He was not wrong, but just wanted to do his own thing. Why did he make things difficult for him and exclude him? He was not reconciled or convinced!

Let's settle the previous accounts today.

He looked at the basketball hoop in the distance, and suddenly felt a sense of sadness. The army was originally a place to hone people. He was full of fantasies about this place, thinking that at least he could make some sincere friends, change his otaku temperament, and learn a lot. Ability, why not do it?

But he really didn't expect the ending to be like this. He and his teammates looked at each other, and he was rejected everywhere even if he didn't make a friend.

He was under pressure, and the pressure on the others was even greater. Everyone shot together, but they were abused by a person with no supernatural powers and poor physical fitness. It was really embarrassing. The psychological pressure can be imagined, so they didn't know I didn't feel it was a heavy hand.

Covering, thugs, dribbling, and fouling again and again, but this time Fang Rong didn't let it go, instead he used his ability to make them ask for trouble, hit himself, suddenly fell, he even turned the two people against each other, because That person hit him with a basketball, but suddenly hit the person behind him. The person thought he did it on purpose, and the two immediately turned against each other, and the other hit the other.

The more slippery he was with his ability, the more ruthless he struck, and he was already filled with hatred. The last blow directly caused the lamp above his head to fall down. Those who did not dodge in time would be injured. Four or five lamps fell at the same time. It was suddenly dark, and there were a few muffled hums in the darkness.

Someone got hurt, Fang Rong was very happy to be honest, you bullied me back then, now I bully you, of course this is the first and last time.

He was waiting, waiting for the last minute, the last second to drop the last basketball.

boom!

The goal was scored, there was no cheering, no jumping, not even celebration among teammates.

The ball fell to the ground, bouncing up and down again and again.

Fang Rong sighed, with a helpless tone, "Don't embarrass me again, I'm quitting."

After all, he still failed to persevere, and he really didn't have the confidence to overcome many difficulties and reach the summit under all kinds of obstacles.

too difficult.

Fang Rong's back was gloomy, and he left with his hands in his pockets in a semi-dark environment, crossing the blank faces.

In fact, he didn't want to leave at first because he was worried that there would be no way out, and he wanted to be with Fang Hua. Although he didn't want to admit it, Fang Hua had already settled in his heart unconsciously. The milk doll I raised since childhood was attacked, so I have been hesitating until now.

Now that the words have been spoken, it is difficult to go back. Fortunately, with the ability, it will be easier to find a job in the future. At least I have the strength to move bricks.

As long as you don't have to worry about work and your life is stable, it's pretty much the same anywhere, and there's no need to hang yourself on a tree.

At worst, you can also learn from Fang Hua, connect a military helmet, play group arena games online, and be familiar with the use of abilities, and make money, why not do it.

He thought optimistically, and let go of the hatred just now. Instead, he felt that he had gone a little too far, and seemed to have exposed his abilities.

But I can't help it, just now I was impulsive, and I couldn't suppress the fire pressure. There is a saying that once a person who seems to be very honest gets angry, it is much more terrifying than if he gets angry all the time.

Because it has been suppressed for a long time, it will naturally become more violent when it is released all at once.

To be honest, leaving the military area puts pressure on Fang Ronglai, but also puts down a stone. It is really tiring to pretend to be relaxed every day when people make things difficult for him. Now I am much more relaxed.

Moreover, Fang Hua will support him, and his salary is enough for the two of them to spend, but it is always bad to spend other people's money, Fang Rong thinks about finding a job.

He carefully analyzed his specialties, and found that he didn't have one, oh, now he has one, the ability to manipulate objects at will, and can control everything around him. If he directly uses the ability to process some parts, he should make money. A lot of money, several times that of others.

In fact, there are also some special places that require labor, such as mecha parts, or cooking.

These need to be made according to the requirements. Some customers want to be salty, and some customers need to be light. Only experienced chefs can do everything.

The same is true for the mecha, which needs to be modified according to the height, shortness, fatness, and thinness. The machine is just a template, and many identical ones can be carved, but there is no flexibility.

So what about machining mech parts?Or learn to cook?

I have never made mecha parts, and it will take a while for a novice to relearn. On the contrary, I have some experience in cooking, so I can start from this.

Big hotels and restaurants require a college chef certificate, but he doesn't have one, so he can only start with meals in small hotels.

There are also quite a few chefs recruiting, but most of them require work experience, at least two or three years, and Fang Rong still doesn't have it.

He circled around the neighborhood again and again, still unable to do anything, and finally had no choice but to walk back.

By the way, I bought some food and brought it back to try my handicrafts. I made a few boxed lunches and sent them to Fang Hua, because Fang Hua was always hungry and couldn’t catch up with the meal time. If you eat a little more, you will gather.

That's why Fang Rong thought of bringing him a boxed lunch. He was not used to eating work meals when he was at work, so he basically brought it by himself. His skill in making boxed lunches was comparable to that of a chef.

Braised pork ribs, sweet and sour pork tenderloin, spicy chicken diced, twice-cooked pork, everything is complete, and there is no heavy sample.

The army has everything, but the food is a bit sorry. No matter how good the big pot rice is, how much better can it be?

Besides the rice, the portions of the dishes are still small. You must know that when you exercise so much, you need to supplement your nutrition. The big pot of rice every day and occasional extra meals are basically enough to eat. How can they satisfy them, so everyone complains Day after day.

At this time, Fang Hua brought delicious home-cooked meals every day, and he was so jealous that every day someone made friends with him and wanted to have a taste, even the instructor couldn't sit still.

From time to time, stand up and enlighten him, "Fang Hua, do you know if you have something good to share? Only when you know how to share can you know happiness."

Fang Hua nodded with a hmm on his mouth, but in fact he still went his own way and was very angry.

He is the kind of person who is not moved by the outside world. If someone squeezes him out, let them squeeze him out. If he is asked to do this or that and arrange his work, he promises to save trouble, but in fact he should do whatever he wants. Not much to do at all.

If you want to ask him for an argument, he won't even notice you.

So everyone can only continue to suffer, watching him eat this and that slowly every day, and the lunch box has never been repeated.

Pulling hatred a hundred times every minute, the spine was punctured.

He had no choice but to refuse to accept soft and hard words, let others talk sweetly, his mouth was worn out and he refused to share.

I made everyone angry, but there was nothing I could do, and I was always deflated. The key force was not strong enough to beat them.

If he beat him too early, it would be too shameless for everyone to eat fish and meat when they were drinking northwest wind!