Volume 1: Selling Moe Survival Book Section 561: Salt and Flame 1

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The ghouls who were reprimanded and manipulated were no longer useful, Marceau let go of the control of the corpse that only had a reflex arc and could twitch from time to time, and casually cut off the connection with the soul sentry, and walked through the holes opened by himself between the old houses, the cat cubs soon came to the other side of the entrance to the alley they entered, the scope on the long-barreled musket near the muzzle, the lid on this side was not opened, this was to avoid reflecting the light, set up the musket, Marceau looked at the two who were walking through the alley with some difficulty, and raised his eyebrows with some difficulty to worship the living dead, Marceau could not express enough expressions now, a smile, a sigh, a raised brow, a raised corner of the mouth, for Marceau's increasingly stiff expression is a different kind of torment.

This makes Marceau a little taciturn in the game, but it's nothing, what's wrong with a expressionless face, this cat doesn't rely on his face to eat, although selling cuteness in the real world is also a way to survive, but in this game, cats with better hands and legs don't mind letting those gravediggers who want to turn the main plane where the entire Ayarok continent is located into a huge morgue understand what the anger of the innocent is If you can't teach it once, it's not critical, Bao Jiao Bao will.

Watching the two of them walk to the middle of the alley, closest to a possible escape route, Marceau opened the lid of the scope, set up the gun, and put the main glove into the crosshairs.

Accept the deep greetings from the innocent, New Eden Scraps.

As the eyepatch-wearing hunter in the scope was shot and fell, the observer behind him turned and desperately tried to run out of the alley, but how could it be, the nearest alley was still a full 70 yards away, just enough distance for Marceau to replace it with a silver-seeping bullet and kill the guy on the floating earth.

"Really...... It's synonymous with stupidity. Putting away the musket, Marceau began to leave, and then clicked the OK button on the panel that had been floating beside him.

'Dear players, thank you for accepting this battlefield video cutting commission, Cambrian will make a cut for your perfect kill and add it to this new trailer, and your kill will enter the top 5 killstreak and long-range shot top 5, currently your above two rankings are in the first place, and all your earnings will be credited to your account in the next turnover. ’

Cambrian is this point that makes people like.,Although it's unreasonable.,But at least in terms of money, it's never stingy.,Of course, it's a good thing for Marceau to share money.,Besides,Cat cubs as a player who can be photogenic in this version.,How much can you get some benefits.,Money is the same as IQ.,Don't be too little.,Just like only the middle two Wenqing will think it's fun to travel poorly.,It's true that you can see all kinds of life.,But that's not some fools who run to the chaotic star area and end up playing and become a member of the missing person table.,It's not fun. 。

Climbing onto the rooftop and looking at the griffin knights in the sky to the north, Marceau knew that this was a prelude to the entry of the battle boats and transport boats, and it seemed that the Black Death had not been able to take the support point in the end...... But then again, in the case of the death of two commanders in these three regiments, the ghouls without the commander's bonus are even a few points less qualified to become cannon fodder, and the players in the Eastern Continent are obviously not good men and women, since you want to benefit from this battle, it is natural to face the malice caused by your own **, and in this kind of battlefield where players hurt each other, isn't living to send the guy on the opposite side to die or die again.

For Marceau, the support point doesn't want to go back now, the place where the slap is a little bigger, I'm afraid that I will squeeze thousands or even tens of thousands of players next, so I will leave it to you to hurt each other, Marceau feels that he still runs over to complete the next task before to find the location of the portal, of course, the next thing has nothing to do with the kitten, and there is no situation of fried [fish] props at hand now, does Marceau still have to pick up that thing with his hands? Don't make trouble, the cat cub is not a golden wolf.

………………

The support point is indeed as Marceau thought, the Black Death people found that the first wave of reinforcements running from the side of the East Continent turned out to be in love with them for four full open eras, and they will continue to hurt each other in the next fifth open era. Pillars of Eternity', the scene was a little uncontrollable, and the two sides directly hit the real fire, and in the sewers, the halfling warrior was walking on the route to the south of the city with a small wooden shield that was somewhat broken in one hand and a small round-headed hammer in the other.

"Can we really find the portal if we go this way?" Miggaga carried a supply kit filled with various potions, several of which, if mixed together, would be powerful enough to turn the two of them into a sight on the horizon, along with the layers of dirt above their heads, the street surface bricks, and the people who were hurting each other by stepping on the bricks.

"Even if you go south, you can't always find it, but we did...... At least it's better than us not doing anything, the little cat man named Marceau is only afraid that he can't even protect himself at this time, you don't think that there will be someone to save him this time, and you want to come out to mix, and you don't want to pay it back, you think he is a winner in life. After the halfling finished speaking, he turned his head to look at the little guy in front of him: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have taken you out to play." ”

"Strength can't stop ambition, only the same hand with strength can stop this qiē, Miga is a partner of justice!" Miga said this somewhat inexplicably, to which the halfling shook his head, he knew that this little guy didn't know the meaning of this sentence at all, because he knew these things...... Now that I have long been addicted to the whirlpool of mutual harm, any task, any copy, can be put aside, tear it up first, and then talk about it.

"Migaga, do you know what ambition is?" the devil sent him to ask,

"I don't know, but Mr. Marceau has said that whether it is the innocent aborigines who want to live in this world in peace, or the crazy foreigners like us who are afraid of nothing, you must understand that everyone in this world is born with different fates, and our fate today has long been ours...... Shows the way forward. ”

Speaking of which, the halfling snorted, what the hell is this ****** called, it's obviously just a game, and it's already about philosophy.

However, as a child, Migaga seems to be very useful to this statement, and he nodded vigorously: "Mr. Marceau is right, it is our fate to find the portal. ”

It's not bad to say, you're really a little thing with no slurry in your head. (To be continued.) )