The Stone Refiner

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Book Title: The Stone Refiner of Time Traveling/Legend of the Stone Man

Author: Bei Chenchen/Chen Beibei

Mo Huai opened his eyes and woke up to find himself in a stone world.

In order to avoid the fate of being cannon fodder, he worked hard to go to the hall and go to the battlefield; fight in the arena and fight villains!

Just when he thought he had finally completed the gorgeous turn from cannon fodder to protagonist, Nima's thing suddenly changed! ! !

Mo Huaishuang: Damn don't come here, I have a penis too!

Yan Shaobai smiled evilly: What, want to renege on the debt after "eating", is it possible?

1. The master and the author are controlled by Yan, who loves beauties like crazy!

2. The new world setting, some places are a bit weird, the author's IQ is anxious, BUG must exist, welcome to point it out, but please be gentle.

3. Strong and upgraded cool texts, dog blood must exist.

4. Gong was a little scumbag at the beginning.

Content tags: Made in Heaven and Strong through Time and Space Mecha

Search keywords: Protagonist: Mo Huai Shuang┃Supporting role: Yan Shaobai┃Others: Stone Armor, Stone Refiner, Origin Stone, Source Map

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☆, at a loss

When Mo Huaishuang regained consciousness, he was very heavy from head to toe, as if he was tied with lead weights, which made it difficult for him to breathe, and he couldn't even open his eyelids slowly.

He tried his best to breathe in through his nose, but found that there was very little air that could actually enter his lungs, and the suffocation made him feel that he might not live long.

When he was about to die, he really hated his own curiosity.

Just now when he was cleaning at home, he swept out a triangular trumpet-like rattle from under the bed, so seeing Lie Xinxi, he shook it very cheaply.

That's great, just this one time, I've shaken myself into such a dead state, it's not a loss!

Thinking about it now, Mo Huaishuang really regretted the past, he shouldn't have used his hands to ring that rattle, he hadn't seen that thing so wicked, there was a circle of dust around it, it was as clean as if it had just been wiped.

If it happens again, he will pretend he didn't see it!

No!He can't even sweep under the bed!

Just as Mo Huaishuang was struggling to suck in the air, scratching his heart and liver in remorse, wishing he could slap himself twice, two strange voices entered his ears.

"Hey, this trash isn't dead yet. This purified elixir has been beaten for an hour, but it's really holding up." A sharp male voice muttered, "We're all ready to collect the corpse gone."

"Maybe his talent is relatively poor, and the spirit-breaking potion has no obvious effect on him, so he can survive." The voice was a little deeper.

When the three words "Spirit Breaker" penetrated into Mo Huaishuang's ears, it seemed to touch a certain switch in his body. Suddenly, a few scattered and small pieces of memory appeared in Mo Huaishuang's mind. Along with these memories, there were other Heartbreaking resentment and anger.

Mo Huaishuang kept heaving his chest, trying to calm down the emotions that did not belong to him, digesting these memories that did not belong to him.

In the ears, the conversation between two strangers is still going on.

"Third brother, do you know how this kid offended the city lord?" the squeaky voice asked in a low voice curiously.

"Why ask so many questions, just do what the city lord ordered."

"I'm just asking casually. It's definitely not a serious matter. Otherwise, the city lord wouldn't say that he would let him go if he survived."

The one with a deeper voice suddenly became contemptuous when he said this, "No brains, what is that magic potion? After hitting it, you will be a useless person. Think about where we are, and then think about his picture. Face, think about what will be waiting for him in the future, if it is not alive, it must be better than dead."

The high-pitched voice did not match, and then the sound of the two walking away reached Mo Huaishuang's ears.

The inexplicable dialogue, the memories that did not belong to him, and the overwhelming emotions made Mo Huaishuang couldn't help but tremble physically and mentally, and a bad feeling grew in his heart.

He struggled to breathe, and kept encouraging himself to survive, to understand all this.

After Mo Huaishuang tried his best to breathe a thousand times, he suddenly felt that the weight of lead on his body was much lighter, his breathing became smoother, and strength gradually grew in his limbs.

In order to show that what he felt was not an illusion, Mo Huaishuang suddenly opened his slow eyelids.

What caught his eye was the bluestone ceiling, not the yellowed white floor that he wanted to see!

Mo Huaishuang stared blankly at the bluestone ceiling, and slowly raised his hand to his eyes.

The skin of the hand is very white, the knuckles are slender, and the bones and flesh are even. It is beautiful but it does not belong to him. There is a white mark on the back of his hand.

Mo Huaishuang put down his hands, turned his head to look at the light:

The bluestone house, the high-grade alloy door, how all these match up with that memory that does not belong to me.

In memory, "he" was in this room, on this bed, locked in an "X" shape, and forcibly injected with the "spirit-breaking potion".

No matter how unwillingly he struggled and begged bitterly, he could only watch helplessly as the guard of the City Lord's Mansion in black leather uniform slowly injected a tube of pure golden spirit-breaking potion into his body.

And "he" didn't understand why he was treated like this!The only thing he knows is that his relatives and friends have pushed him to this dead end.

Yes, it is his relatives and friends!

It was his only and best friend in this world who injected the retarding agent into his body.

Even after he was immobilized by the injection, the "aunt" recounted how much money he had spent raising him over the years, and how difficult it was for a widow to raise two children.

He also said that this time the city lord of the super city took a fancy to him as a blessing he had cultivated in several lifetimes, let him enjoy the blessings with the city lord, and don't come back to continue to drag down their mother and son.

To be honest, Mo Huaishuang couldn't "remember" anymore, how thick-skinned that woman must be to say such a thing.

In the fragments of memory, "he" clearly saw that his mother gave a large amount of child support when she was left alone before her death.

The smiling face of the woman as she took the money was in stark contrast to "his" mother's pale face.

Over the years, this "family"'s food and clothing expenses, as well as her son's high tuition fees for "smelting stones", have all been paid out of this support fee.

They said it was not easy to raise him, but they just wanted to sell him to get more benefits!

If this person loses his face and conscience, there is really nothing he can't do!

Mo Huaishuang let out a foul breath, pressed his head, and while helplessly accepting that he was being made to pass through by the ringing bell, he secretly decided in his heart that when he found a chance, he must give these shameless people a little bit of a try, in order to repay today's "excuse me" "The grace of resurrection.

As soon as this idea came out, Mo Huaishuang suddenly felt lighter, as if something had completely disappeared.

Mo Huaishuang, who was originally a materialist, after this bell-ringing incident, believed that "he" really left, leaving with his promise.

Now Mo Huaishuang deeply remembered his promise to the original body, and only waited for it to be fulfilled in the future.

As for the capital to fulfill this promise, Mo Huaishuang turned his mind to the oddly shaped rattle.

He sat up and carefully searched for any extra patterns on his body. Based on his experience in reading novels, usually such strange crossing events would have a golden finger attached.

In the end, after looking at himself from beginning to end, Mo Huaishuang didn't find anything strange at all.

Laughing at himself, Mo Huaishuang got up and walked out.

In fact, he has no idea what kind of world he will face. The original body left him with few memories. Except for the novel word "refinement stone", most of them are about his own hatred, even the injection of broken spirit. There is no specific explanation for the serious consequences of the dose.

On the contrary, he got a general idea from the guard's few words, but he didn't think he was a useless person. How could he be a useless person with all his hands and feet? !

There is a saying that all roads lead to Rome, he does not believe that without that talent he would not be able to survive, even if he is a coolie, he can support himself, at most he will be patient in the future and try not to cause trouble.

What's more, he is also a free agent now, this is definitely not the worst time travel method in history!And you can understand the language here, which is not the worst time-traveling treatment!

The moment he stepped out of the gate, the guards on both sides looked at him.

The one with a slightly sharper voice said: "You are lucky to survive, so get out! The city lord is kind, and I will cancel your grievances."

Mo Huaishuang laughed mockingly.Thanks to what he said, the city lord is kind?Destroying people's talents without reason is called kindness, so what is unkind?

Squealer is a diehard loyalist of the city lord. Seeing the mocking look on Mo Huai's face, he immediately kicked Mo Huai's legs, causing him to kneel on one knee unsteadily.

The pain from his knees and the humiliation of kneeling gave Mo Huaishuang a new understanding of the dominance of the City Lord's Mansion. He got up and wanted to fight back.

In the end, before he could move, another person hit his head hard with a gun-like weapon, pressing his head directly onto his shoulder with great strength.

Mo Huaishuang bit his lip tightly, tried to catch his breath, and clenched his fists to suppress his anger, so as not to be impulsive.

This was the first time he was kicked to the ground by someone, and it was also the first time someone threatened him with a gun. However, all he could do was endure and endure.

The will to work hard at this moment is gnawing at Mo Huaishuang's nerves, making his gaze into the distance extremely bright.

So what if his talent is destroyed, as long as he is still alive, as long as he still has a brain, today's humiliation will always be repaid!

"Third Brother" seemed to be overwhelmed when he saw that he was no longer moving. He put away his weapon, kicked him, and signaled him to stand up and leave.

Mo Huai stood up straight with no expression on his face, and strode out of the door under the leadership of the guard with a high-pitched voice.

"Third Brother" followed behind, and sneered when he saw his iron-clad appearance.

He has seen many people who fell from heaven to hell in the city lord's mansion these years. When he was thrown out, whoever thought that I was still number one in the world, and when they really got out of the city lord's mansion, they would naturally understand what was waiting for them what fate.

Yu Ke, the only super city in the world, absolutely does not raise waste!

Mo Huaishuang didn't know what that "third brother" was thinking. After stepping out of the stone house, he restrained himself and carefully observed the surroundings. He hated the City Lord's Mansion, but he couldn't let go of the opportunity to understand the world.

A large piece of polished bluestone pavement, a row of low bluestone houses, looks like a prison cell, and some stone houses are piled with strange stone carvings in front of them. In short, the stones are still stones at a glance. Seeing the awkwardness and weirdness in my heart, it seems that this place is a strange scene specially developed for tourism.

Looking up, the sun has set in the west, and the temperature is still not low. Judging from the body surface, it is above 35 degrees.

After being pushed and pushed for about 10 minutes, the field of vision opened up, and a huge stone square appeared in front of me. In the center of the square was a flower bed about one meter high and ten meters in diameter.

In the flower bed, there is a tree about half a meter wide and 20 meters high, but it cannot be said to be a tree.

The trunk is straight up, towering.The brown bark has deep grooves, as if pouring wind and frost.The branches stretch out and spread like strong arms, almost covering half of the sky.On the branches, the leaves are dense, fluttering in the wind, making a rustling sound, as if telling its long life.

It is strange that there is not a single fallen leaf under such a lush tree.

Seeing the only tree in this "Stone Mansion", Mo Huaishuang couldn't help but glance twice.

The high-pitched voice looked at him with pride and contempt, and that look completely said-you stinky rat from the country.

"Third Brother" stepped forward impatiently and pushed him, telling him to get out of here.It seems that if Mo Huaishuang looks at it twice, it is like tarnishing it.

For the strange expressions of these two people, Mo Huaishuang was puzzled but he didn't take it to heart, he just thought it was the sequelae of a mad dog.

However, when he was pushed by the guards and thrown out the back door of the City Lord's Mansion, the world in front of him directly shocked Mo Huaishuang's unprepared mind in the simplest and most real way.

This is a rough and strange world, with smooth stone pavement without gaps, small stone buildings with a unique sense of stone, and exquisitely polished stone shop signs, which seem bulky but give people a sense of Sculptures with a strange and harmonious sense... There is no soil, no flowers and plants, and no green trees, but only stones full of regretful eyes!

☆, survival

Mo Huai looked around dizzyingly, trying to adapt to this stone-based world.

After 5 minutes he stepped forward, no matter what kind of world this is, the most urgent thing is to find a job, support himself, and survive!

From time to time, armored vehicles armed to the teeth sped by on the wide white stone road, and the airflow generated by the speed arrogantly blew across the face and brushed the ends of the hair, making Mo Huaishuang unable to resist raising his hand to cover it.

On the white stone pavement classified as a sidewalk by the red line, pedestrians shuttle back and forth.

Mo Huai walked on both sides and looked at the people who kept passing by.In terms of stature, the people here are taller and stronger than the people on Earth.He thinks that this body is not short, but along the way, the men he saw are almost half a head taller than him. He is strong and burly, and his muscle lines are not inferior to Schwarzenegger in his heyday. publicity.

Even women are tall and fit, so they can run for Miss Earth Fitness.

Mo Huaishuang couldn't help raising his hand to look at his arm, then put it down silently.

Because of the hot weather, regardless of gender, they all wear vests and shorts with almost the same style of leather, the only difference is that the vests are printed with different patterns.

Some are round and round; some look like a horn; there are strange rocks of various shapes.

People with the same pattern will gather together to walk and chat, as if they are very familiar with each other; they will also greet each other with different patterns, and they seem to know each other; of course, there are also people who hate each other and wish they could draw their swords at each other, but they may have some scruples , the two parties just stared and sneered at each other, and didn't really do anything.

Mo Huaishuang deduced from this that the pattern should be the logo of the team.

From time to time, people in cotton vests would pass by on the sidewalk. Although these people had calm faces, they couldn't hide their superiority in their bones.

When seeing these people, almost everyone will subconsciously move away a little bit, for fear of bumping into people and causing unnecessary trouble.

When Mo Huaishuang saw this situation, he immediately hid away like everyone else. He was not stunned and did not have the spirit of secondary school who was biased towards Hushanxing.I'm new here and the situation is unclear, so it's better to be low-key and natural.

But from the behavior of the crowd, Mo Huaishuang could see something, no matter where people go, they can't change the fact that they judge people by their appearance.Cotton clothes clearly represent a status in this world.

Thinking about it further, rare things are more expensive, and the reason why cotton cloth is valuable may be because it is rare, which is the same as the price difference between Ganoderma lucidum and greenhouse vegetables on the earth.

As for the reason for the rarity of cotton cloth, Mo Huaishuang combined the surrounding environment and had an inaccurate guess in his mind. It may be because there are stones everywhere and there is very little soil that can grow cotton.

Except that this is a stone city, the technological development of this world should be comparable to that of the earth. Many shops have electronic versions on the glass promotion windows, and the advertisements in their shops are constantly flashing on the boards.

"Dama first generation, 2000 universal points; Dharma second generation, 2500 universal points, new Dharma, 3500 universal points... new wireless communication transmitter, 10 universal points"

Mo Huaishuang could understand the words, but what Dama was was beyond his comprehension.

He wanted to look through the glass of the store to see what "Dama" really was, but unfortunately there were no samples in the store except for the guys who were busy receiving customers coming in and out.

There are many shops selling "Dharma". Mo Huaishuang walked all the way, and three of the ten shops were selling this product. Again, there were only people coming in and out, and there were no samples.

The remaining three shops sell strange things, one is the xx water shop, the other is the xx energy store, and the other sells refining materials.

Mo Huaishuang was very curious about the things sold in these shops, looked left and right and passed two streets unknowingly, and finally stopped in front of a shop.

An electronic board is hung on the glass of the store, and a recruitment notice is written on the board: recruiting apprentices, including food and lodging, with a daily salary of 50 common points.

Mo Huai took a double look, opened the door and walked in. He doesn't know anything about the world now, so he can't aim too high. Finding a job to support himself is a good start.

The thin old man in the shop heard the sound of the door being pushed and looked over, looked Mo Huaishuang up and down, and asked, "How much water do you want?"

Mo Huai pointed to the electronic board on the window, "I'm here to apply."

As soon as the voice fell, Mo Huaishuang realized that he was speaking Chinese. The original body left him with the ability to listen and read, and he seemed to have forgotten the ability to speak. Now he feels like he has learned dumb English have to.

The old man didn't understand what Mo Huaishuang was saying, but he understood his movements and asked, "Come to recruit workers? Have you done this before?"

Mo Huaishuang nodded, then shook his head again.

"You try to draw it first, and we can talk about it if you can draw it." As he spoke, the old man took out an electronic version from under the metal cash register, tapped it twice, and handed it to Mo Huaishuang, "I'll give you half an hour to make this copy Write down the three graphs exactly."

Mo Huaishuang took the electronic board and glanced at it. The pattern on it was circular, with layers within layers, and it was very complicated.What made Mo Huaishuang even more depressing was that after he had just glanced at it twice, he felt that the graphics began to rotate in and out, making people dizzy.

Only then did Mo Huaishuang know the intention of the old man for giving half an hour.In such a situation where I feel dizzy just looking at the graphs, it takes half an hour to memorize these three complicated graphs exactly, no matter what.

Mo Huaishuang desperately needs this job now, so he naturally refuses to let go of this opportunity.He memorized the graph for a while, looked away to relieve the dizziness, and continued.

When the old man saw him raising his eyes, the disappointment on his face flashed away.

Half an hour later, the old man clicked on a blank page on the electronic version, handed over the electronic pen and signaled Mo Huaishuang to draw the three figures.

After taking the pen, Mo Huaishuang tried his best to recall the graphics he saw, concentrating on writing slowly.However, when he actually made the first stroke, he found that drawing these figures was much easier than he imagined. The three pictures that he thought would be staggered, stopped and drawn, were actually completed in one go with smooth lines under his hands.

After finishing the painting, Mo Huaishuang held the pen, closed his eyes and rested with his forehead resting.The feeling of dizziness, like being stuffed in a washing machine, began to haunt him not long after he wrote, but just to get this job, he endured it abruptly, and the rebound after his nerves relaxed was enough for him to drink Pot of.

The old man took the writing board and checked it carefully. Not only were the three figures drawn completely accurately, but each stroke was just right. It was completely impossible to tell that it was drawn by someone who had never learned stone refining, but rather that he had some attainments. of skilled hands.

Looking up at Mo Huaishuang who was still recuperating with his eyes closed, the old man had a regretful expression on his face.This kind of talent is also a talent if you have "Spirit Town", which is a pity.

"The drawing is not bad, next test." The old man put away the electronic board and said.

Mo Huaishuang closed his eyes and nodded. His first step was considered a half-step success, but even if he succeeded completely, the money would not be easy to earn!

After Mo Huaishuang got over the dizziness and opened his eyes, the old man temporarily closed the shop and led him upstairs.

Half of the room on the second floor is occupied by a large stone pool. The pool is very high, accounting for about three-quarters of the height of the room. This width and height make Mo Huaishuang feel very oppressive as soon as he enters the door.

In the other half of the room, white stones of different sizes and sizes are piled up in a mess. When you put your feet down, you have to think about it before deciding where to put your feet next.

In the innermost part of the room was a heavy-looking stone table, a metal chair, and a silver metal pen on the table, like an office.

After entering the room, the old man stooped to pick among the stones for a while, and finally picked up a boxer-sized one and handed it to Mo Huaishuang, pointing to the table, "Draw the three figures just now on the stone in turn."

Mo Huaishuang didn't quite understand what the old man wanted him to do, but he still took the stone and walked carefully into the room.

Sitting on the chair, Mo Huaishuang picked up the metal pen, found a smooth surface and concentrated on drawing on the stone.Although the pen is made of metal, it is very light, and you don't feel the weight at all when you hold it in your hand. As he writes, the silver-black ink flows out from the tip of the pen and penetrates into the white stone instantly, just like the lines that are naturally grown in the stone.

Mo Huaishuang saw this scene in novelty but did not dare to be careless. He endured the dizziness and carefully recalled the graphics, borrowing his body's familiarity with it to quickly and accurately draw all the lines on the white stone smoothly.

After drawing a figure, a silver-black light flashed, and the lines that were printed on the stone just now disappeared instantly, and the white stone returned to its original state.

Mo Huaishuang looked at the stone in his hand in disbelief, endured dizziness and turned it over and over again to check, the picture, shape, true, real, no, see, it is!

"Draw the next one quickly." The old man frowned and urged, thinking that Mo Huaishuang's behavior was like that of a person from a fourth-tier city, as if he had never seen a water source stone!

"It's amazing." Mo Huaishuang muttered softly when he heard the old man's urging, and continued to write after his dizziness eased.

After he finished drawing all three figures, the old man pointed to the metal ladder next to the pool, "Hurry up and throw it into the pool."

Mo Huaishuang hurriedly got up with the stone, but his body swayed due to dizziness. After 30 seconds, after the dizziness passed, I found a "road" to the pool, climbed up, and threw the stone into the pool.

Before the stone completely fell into the water, it turned into a large amount of water and fell from the air into the pool with a "bang--".

Mo Huaishuang stood at the mouth of the pool, grasping the mouth of the pool with all his strength, staring at the incredible scene with his eyes wide open, his mouth wide open, this, this - stone turned into water, it, it turned into water!

☆, dark arrow

Mo Huaishuang stared at the pool for at least ten seconds, then looked down at the old man and climbed down from above.

"Come over to work tomorrow." The old man nodded to Mo Huaishuang and walked downstairs.

Mo Huaishuang followed downstairs, and before leaving, he still looked at the pool with an incredulous expression.The outside of the pool is made of stone, but the inside is tightly covered with a layer of black animal skin, which makes the water look as black as sewage. I don't know why it is so superfluous. Maybe there is some special saying?

The old man went downstairs and opened the shop, signaling Mo Huaishuang to follow him, "Show me where you live."

Mo Huaishuang, who was unfamiliar with the place, hastily followed.

After two streets, the old man stopped in front of a two-story stone house, took out the key and opened the door, "You will live here in the future, there is an empty bed in the room on the east side of the upper floor. The kitchen and sanitary facilities are shared , but you have to pay for water and energy yourself. Meals are your own, and I will subsidize another 20 U.S. points per day to calculate the meal expenses.”

[How much does a fast meal here cost? 】Mo Huaishuang spoke in Chinese, touched his nose and smiled sarcastically after speaking.

The old man didn't understand what Mo Huaishuang said, but he knew what he was asking by looking at his expression. He glanced at him, "Enough for you, how much can you eat with your thin arms and legs?"

"You live here first, come to work at seven o'clock tomorrow morning. After you become a skilled worker in the future, the salary can be negotiated."

Mo Huaishuang nodded.At present, how much money the boss pays is not a problem, the most important thing is to have the opportunity to understand the world.

"I think you've just come here, so I'll say something ugly first. Our employment relationship is on a daily basis. If you don't come one day without a reason, I'll hire someone else, and you won't be able to live in this house. This is here. rules."

Mo Huaishuang also nodded and wrote it down.

Seeing that Mo Huaishuang had no objection, the old man took the key off the door and handed it over.

Coincidentally, someone came down from upstairs.

Mo Huaishuang took the key, and when he looked up, he saw that the person was eighteen or nineteen years old, with a Chinese character face, thick lips, and red hair standing upright, just like a delinquent boy in a cartoon, with light brown skin, a very strong physique, and a tight fit A skull is printed on his leather vest.

When he saw the old man, he greeted him, "Old man Shui, did you hire someone new?"

"Didn't Atu go to a higher place, and I can't be left alone." The old man nodded and explained casually.

"It's pretty~" The young man sized up Mo Huaishuang, then the corners of his mouth curled up as if thinking of something, and he stepped forward to put Mo Huaishuang on the shoulder.

In view of the disrespect in his tone and the dislike of bad boys since childhood, Mo Huaishuang took a step back.

The red hair didn't mind either, he raised his hand and shrugged, signaling that Mo Huaishuang didn't mean anything malicious.

"Help me look at him. This man doesn't know the stone that came from that corner, and he can't even speak the language." The old man said that he asked the red hair to take care of Mo Huaishuang, but there was no sincerity in his tone. It was more like laughing at Mo Huaishuang's corniness.

"I know, I know." The red hair perfunctory.

The old man didn't care how Mo Huaishuang felt after hearing what he said, so he left him and went out.

Mo Huaishuang walked upstairs to the room over the red hair.

The red-haired man looked at Mo Huaishuang's back, scratched his chin thoughtfully, and smiled maliciously.

Mo Huaishuang went upstairs and walked directly to the east room. Before entering the door, a smell like the smell of smelly socks after being stuffed for a few months came to his nostrils. Mo Huaishuang retched and quickly held his breath. Pinching his nose, thinking of inhaling this smell into his lungs, Mo Huaishuang suddenly felt uncomfortable like a bug bite.

Compared with this place, the university male dormitory is as clean as a hotel!

After getting used to the door for a while, Mo Huaishuang hesitated for a long time, and finally walked in.

There were three metal beds in the room, each of which was covered with a thick layer of fur cushions, but they all looked messy, thinking of sleeping on them like that, Mo Huaishuang felt that acid water was coming up.These three mattresses obviously contributed a lot to the smell of the room, and of course the pair of shoes under the bed contributed more!

There were also three metal cabinets in the room, one of which was empty with the door open.Mo Huaishuang reckons that is his territory, but for now, he is useless.

After sweeping around the room, Mo Huai held his breath and went to the window of the room and opened the window to diffuse the smell. He admired the other two who could live in this environment. Their dirt resistance beat him a few blocks!

After opening the window, Mo Huai went downstairs holding his breath, and saw the red hair walking in from the door carrying two metal boxes.

Seeing Mo Huaishuang, the redhead smiled and handed over a metal box, "Dinner, please."

Seeing that he didn't answer, Mo Huaishuang nodded, thanking him for his kindness.

The red-haired man didn't mind, he put the box on the metal table in the living room, and said, "My name is Wu Jiang, a free mercenary. Where are you from?"

Mo Huaishuang didn't say a word, but the red-haired man continued to introduce himself in detail like a chatterbox. While talking, he went into the kitchen and took out two iron spoons, and put one for Mo Huaishuang. I wiped the leather vest twice with my hand, opened the metal box and scooped up the fat inside.

Mo Huai watched his every move expressionlessly, the lower limit of hygiene habits in his heart fell straight down, and he glanced at the greasy spoon on the other metal box from the corner of his eyes...

Mo Huaishuang raised his head and took a breath, forcing himself to remain calm while comforting himself, this kind of hygienic habit is tolerable, really!Haven't you seen a place that sells water here?This shows that water is very valuable here, so... save whatever you can to wash dishes, but I don't know how many people have used this spoon, and how long it hasn't been washed!

The red hair ate most of the fat meat in the metal box, and seeing that Mo Huaishuang was still looking "faint", he stretched out his hand and pushed the lunch box towards his door, "Eat, I bought this specially The meat of second-level unicorns is much tastier than first-level unicorns."

Mo Huaishuang glanced at the meat in the red-haired box, which looked like a "secondary unicorn" like half-baked fat pork, and suddenly lost his appetite.

He has been afraid of eating fatty meat since he was a child, and even meatballs are taboo. Now this situation...

However, the good education made Mo Huaishuang thank the redhead for his kindness and enthusiasm, 【Thank you, I'm not hungry. 】

After finishing speaking, he touched his stomach, waved his hands to indicate that he was full, and then smiled at the red hair.

His smile stunned the red-haired man who was holding a spoon and was about to take another big mouthful, and when he lowered his head to scoop up the meat, a hint of calculation flashed in his eyes - a guy like this, in the "Shuiyou" who is known as the gathering of beauties from all over the world All are top-notch.He didn't believe that there was such a fresh product, at least he could fall in love with Yi Zhi's rotten product.When Ju Shao dumps that scumbag, he will have plenty of ways to kill him!If you dare to tamper with his car on a mission and try to kill him, then you must be prepared to be retaliated.

Although the red-haired man had calculated Mo Huaishuang who had just met in his heart, he still had that enthusiastic look on his face, and he handed a mouthful of fat to his mouth, biting it until it creaked, and after swallowing, He glanced at the other metal box very greedily, "I'll eat it if you're not hungry."

Mo Huaishuang pushed the box over, motioning for him to please.

The red hair seemed to have no heart to shave the contents of his box, opened another box and started to gobble it up.

Seeing his simple and hospitable appearance, Mo Huaishuang couldn't help letting go of his guard against him. He was a newcomer, and his way of thinking still maintained a pure earth style.

In his heart, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old child, no matter how bad he is, is nothing more than deviant, after all, he is in the second stage of middle school!

After Wu Jiang finished eating, he took the lunch box to the kitchen, but came out empty-handed.Mo Huaishuang judged that the spoon was not washed again!

No matter how Mo Huaishuang complained about Wujiang's personal hygiene habits in secret, Wujiang didn't know if it didn't show on his face. He came out of the kitchen and warmly greeted Mo Huaishuang to come and chat.

Mo Huaishuang smiled and pointed to his mouth, which meant that he did not know the common language.

Wu Jiang suddenly realized, he ran upstairs quickly, and when he came down, he was holding an electronic board in his hand.

After a few clicks on the electronic board, a light screen popped out from the electronic board, and the sound echoed in the living room at the same time.

"According to the latest news from the Mercenary Federation, the 'Jiubo' mercenary group has once again successfully captured a level seven unicorn, and the points of the mercenary group have now risen to No.11."

"Fuck, what a fucking unicorn." Wu Jiang muttered, and handed the open electronic board to Mo Huaishuang, "You follow the news and learn to speak slowly."

Mo Huaishuang took over the electronic board but was not in a hurry to learn to speak. Instead, after thinking for a while, he spoke slowly, "'Nine, Bo', solitary, horned, beast?"

Wu Jiang grinned, nodded with a smile, and said that Mo Huaishuang was right, "Of course it's great. This is a mercenary city, and it claims to have [-] mercenary regiments. Of course, those wild regiments are more than that. Ranked eleventh." , know what concept?"

Mo Huaishuang nodded. When he was studying, he ranked No. 13 in the city in the college entrance examination, which was the envy and praise of the people around him. What's more, his current base number is as high as [-]. It is really remarkable to have this result.

"Their team leader Yan Shaobai is even more of a unicorn. He is only 25 years old this year. He is a seventh-level fighter. He knows what a seventh-level fighter is? Ranked in the top [-] in the world!" Fascinated, "According to this momentum, it will be like scratching an itch for them to reach the top ten."

Mo Huaishuang nodded in agreement, regardless of the incomprehensible elements in the words, and picked up the important question first. He stretched out a finger and looked at Wu Jiang suspiciously, "Men, soldiers, regiment, platoon, Name, one?".

With the help of body language, Wu Jiang quickly understood Mo Huaishuang's question.Thinking of what old man Shui said on purpose, Wu Jiang laughed happily. Isn't this kind of rookie with no background, no common sense, and seemingly no military power the best candidate for him to take revenge without worrying about revenge afterwards?

As soon as he was in a good mood, Wu Jiang became more careful about the science popularization, "The number one is of course the Holy Beast Mercenary Group of the mercenary city lord. Our lord has won the battle of seizing the city ten times in a row.