Doomsday tour

It has been half a month since the rescue operation ended. After returning to the camp, Su Ling knelt down straight at Zhan Rui, and took out more than 300 people, but less than 20 people came back.The mercenary group that was ready to respond at any time outside the research institute was wiped out, and the group that split up to find a way out and meet up with the mercenaries was completely wiped out. More than half of the ability group led by Su Ling was lost. Liu Chenggang, Lin Min, Lu Ying, etc. It's all there.

Although the information was obtained in the end, the loss far exceeded the worst plan they had made at the time.

Although Zhan Rui remained calm, he felt sorry for such a loss in his heart. Now that one person dies, one less one, such a price is indeed too heavy.In the end, Su Ling was dismissed, but she still stayed in the ability group. In the final analysis, this matter was due to poor decision-making and planning. Although Su Ling was at fault, she was not the big one.

A few days later, Su Ling found the place where Rong Zijie and the others lived, and brought back some things to Zhu Heming. Xianhe opened the box without knowing why, and found bits and pieces of game consoles and chargers, even earlier GBA and game cards. There are, and there are some fragmented game pieces, which are put together in a mess.

"It's all Lin Min's stuff, and Xiao Min doesn't have any close friends. I'm afraid it's useless to keep these things there, so I'll give them to you." Su Ling stuffed the box into Zhu Heming's arms.

Zhu Heming didn't speak, just nodded silently.

"Take care of yourself, don't let Xiao Min down."

"Ah."

Su Ling forced a smile, looked at Rong Zijie who was playing chess with Zuo Qingyan in the living room, shook her head and left.It was completely dark outside, there were no street lamps or light sources, and even the moon was covered by thick clouds. Su Ling's back quickly melted into the darkness, and she was nowhere to be seen.

"You're lying, you really haven't learned backgammon?" Zuo Qingyan's face has already been painted with N little turtles, each with round heads and round brains, and it looks extra funny with his deceptive face.

"Is it difficult? You can learn it once you learn it." Rong Zijie asked innocently, pointing at a big turtle on his left cheek.

"Come again! I don't believe I always lose." Zuo Qingyan rolled up his sleeves and picked out his chess pieces to start the game again. Rong Zijie smiled with his chin propped up, lazily put away his chess pieces and continued to play chess with him.

Zhu Heming hugged the heavy box and closed the door. When he turned around, he saw Tu Fei watching him by the window.

Xian He squeezed out a smile and asked, "Would you like to play?"

"..."

With a box full of game cards and game consoles, Zhu Heming found another half-new PSP and gave it to Tu Fei, while he himself took out the one that Lin Min gave him from under the pillow.

When turning on the game console, Zhu Heming suddenly thought that Lin Min once said that his wish was to clear all the games.

But looking at the Farm Story on the screen that could never be cleared, Zhu Heming suddenly felt that he was being tricked by Lin Min.

This is obviously a wish that can never be fulfilled...

"And then?" Tu Fei opened the game and asked blankly looking at the main menu.

Xianhe sniffed and regained his spirit: "Let me teach you how to play the simplest one first, Super Mario!"

Zhu Heming, who has been in the human world, of course played games. Apart from fighting the urban management, he hides and sells fake medicines every day—of course he doesn’t admit it, but weird medicines that have not been certified are naturally considered fake medicines—and when he returns home, Holding the game console and computer, playing games on the Internet, the little days are happy.

"Dead." Tu Fei said calmly, looking at the screen.

"This has happened several times, and you are too stupid." Xianhe leaned over to look at the game console in Tu Fei's hand and reprimanded him angrily. It is rare to have the opportunity to reprimand Tu Fei in some aspects, but he is not good at all. Don't miss it.

Tu Fei looked expressionlessly at the protagonist who made a mistake in jumping and fell to the bottom of the pit, losing another life.

Xian He finally couldn't help laughing out, but was swept away by Tu Fei's cold eyes, and immediately became honest again.

"You haven't explained to me what the sword is about." Tu Fei, who had been in a state of joy for half a month, finally remembered the thing about the sword he had lost and recovered, and asked seriously, putting down his PSP.

The corners of the crane's mouth drooped immediately after half of its grin.

"You will believe me when I tell you?" Xianhe asked timidly.

"I'm deliberating and listening."

"That sword... I picked it up." Zhu Heming said seriously, but when he saw Tu Fei's dead face, he hurriedly added it, "I really picked it up!"

"Well. I believe this, and I picked it up too."

The crane gave a dry laugh, and then said: "I was picking medicine that day, and saw a big monster rushing out of the woods and running straight in front of me. The magic soldier... I just, I just got greedy for a while."

At that time, the crane was full of thoughts: Am I a lucky player?Encountered a seriously injured boss just out of Novice Village and got a magic weapon? !It turns out that my hidden lucky value is so high!So awesome!

But it turns out that making wedding clothes for others is the true portrayal of his life.

——Don’t think that hitting the magic weapon is the protagonist, the real protagonist will blast the magic weapon back!

Tu Fei glanced at him nonchalantly: "What's next?"

"Next... I, I, I, I made a scabbard for that sword. It's pretty good. It took me a lot of pills and stones to make it. It's all made of alloy, and it looks very good. I think this is worthy of a sword..."

Immortal Crane suddenly felt something was wrong, it seemed that Tu Fei had taken back the sword and sheath together?

This... Could this be the legend of losing his wife and losing his army? !

"What's next?"

"...No, there's no more..." Xianhe said tremblingly, "Later I set up a stall in the goblin market, and you showed up, took away my elixir and forced me to work as a coolie for you, and didn't pay back the money. Then I met Rong Zijie and Zuo Qingyan..."

People can't get dizzy, and when they get dizzy, they say the wrong thing, and when they say the wrong thing...

"Stolen? Coolie? Not paying back?" Tu Fei repeated the shocking words that came out of the crane's mouth one by one.

The crane slowly moved towards the gate, muttering words such as "Hero, spare your life", and finally jumped up and fled to the living room.

"Help, help! The bandits are going to kill people to vent their anger!"

Zuo Qingyan raised his head and glanced at him: "Brother Tu, what happened?"

Rong Zijie turned around and saw that Tu Fei was holding the crane by the collar in one hand and the Tianmiao sword in the other, and immediately laughed: "Probably he wants to slaughter the poultry and stew it."

"Okay, okay, hurry up, this time is just for supper." Zuo Qingyan immediately seconded.

"Zuo Qingyan, you have no conscience! Even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go!" The crane scratched wildly with teeth and claws, and was carried back to the room by Tu Fei.

"Well, you are afraid of me if you become a ghost. With your skills, you will be bullied if you become a ghost. You should save up your dowry and find a reliable person to marry... Eh, why marry?" Zuo Qingyan said Tsukuru looked innocently at the ceiling and muttered.

"You lost again." Rong Zijie slammed down a ball, four in a row, and this round was completely won.

Zuo Qingyan looked at the chessboard numbly, turned his face away and sighed: "Draw, as long as you can find a place."

Large and small turtle patterns had already covered Zuo Qingyan's face, and Rong Zijie couldn't find a place to write.Just in time to see Ah-Dai lying on the table shaking the vines "dancing", Rong Zijie thought it would be nice to spoil the master, so he grabbed Ah-Dai to paint on its fresh petals, Ah-Dai screamed, the sound of squeezing the air It sounded extremely sharp, Zuo Qingyan felt distressed, and hugged Duan to prevent Rong Zijie from bullying him.

"Draw your hand." Zuo Qingyan stretched out his intact palm and spread it in front of Rong Zijie.

"Remember, I will draw it next time." Rong Zijie looked at his turtle face, but endured it.

"Rongrong, you are really gentle and considerate, but I want to remind you that I will never play backgammon with you in the future, let's play go." Zuo Qingyan blinked and said with a smile.

"..."

Duan writhed in Zuo Qingyan's arms, the petals that had been hurt just now were hanging pitifully on the buds, wrapped in vines.