Forty-three looted

Because of this, Xiao Xuancai cautiously stopped the external sales of space products. Most of the external sales were collected around the world in the first decade of the apocalypse.

I originally thought that the first time I went to sea would end safely, but I didn't expect that a freighter was moving quickly into the range of Xiao Xuan's spiritual power, "It's the middle of the night, is this a cargo to go to sea?"

Curiosity comes from my heart. For the sake of safety, he shielded his own breath, but his spiritual power spread on the freighter. This look scared Xiao Xuan.

What the hell is this boatload full of? Won't they all be national treasures? When he heard the conversation of the half-middle and half-R in the cabin, Xiao Xuan suddenly became angry, MD, the high-value cultural relics that originally belonged to the country in later generations were taken back to China for auction by foreigners to take domestic resources, and it turned out that they all flowed out at this time.

"No, we have to find a way", while the body was clinging to the edge of the freighter like a leaf, as the freighter quickly entered the open sea, the spiritual power continued to radiate into the sea, "Hmm, this is... Whale.... Well, it looks like a killer whale, 'divided a trace of spiritual power into the space, compared it on the spatial brain, and after confirming that it was a killer whale, wrapped a ball of medicinal powder with spiritual power, and slowly sent it to the vicinity of the killer whale group, leading them all the way to the freighter.

Over there, the killer whale was moving towards the freighter at full speed, and the spiritual power here covered the freighter, putting all the cultural relics neatly packed by a freighter into the space, and accurately delivering the last remaining medicinal powder to everyone on the ship with spiritual power.

After doing all this, quietly go back. The lives of these people have nothing to do with her, and she also knows that these symptoms are not cured, but now she has no time to understand the source, so she can only do this first.

Xiao Xuan, who went ashore, felt that the spiritual power in her body was still abundant, and she ran around the major recycling stations in T City again, which really made her collect a lot of good things. However, most of the books collected are ancient books or books in foreign languages, or ancient wooden furniture with missing arms and legs.

I found a dilapidated house that was uninhabited and dodged into the space. In less than an hour outside, Xiao Xuan walked out of the space full of energy and flashed towards the compound of the municipal party committee. After a while, the black shadow walked directly towards City B.

However, at three o'clock in the morning, Xiao Xuan, who had covered himself with an invisibility enchantment, rushed to the major scrap stations in City B. However, this time she didn't dare to use mental power on a large scale, after all, this is the political center of the country, and there should be a lot of talented people who protect the high-level, she is used to being cautious, but she doesn't want to expose herself for this little wealth.

The harvest of City B is much more considerable than that of other cities, and these considerable are not the considerable ones that are exposed, but most of the old things that have been thrown away have mechanisms, and these institutions are not only hidden and not insiders, even if they find the organs, they don't know how to open them, and forcibly opening the hidden objects inside will also be destroyed.

Of course, Xiao Xuan will not give up such a beautiful thing, collect and collect, and all the income space. I went to the Xinhua Bookstore in City B in the same way, and I also found a lot of professional books in foreign languages among the books that would be burned by N, such as chemistry, machinery, medicine, textiles, architecture, etc., and I was almost crazy about how much I received.

Because Xiao Xuan knew that there would be no more such opportunities in the next few years. Thinking of this, I used my mental power to find ZH Bookstore, and it would not be wrong to describe Xiao Xuan's mood with a mouse falling into a rice jar at this time. The books that were about to be burned by the 'four old ones' were piled up in five large warehouses. The spiritual power quickly sorted the different categories of books, and when the sky was bright, he flew out of the bookstore.

In a state-run restaurant in the inner ring of City B, a middle-aged woman wearing an old cotton jacket with N patches and a seemingly worn black and gray scarf wrapped around her neck from her head to her neck handed the waiter two by two votes and eight cents, asked for a bowl of dumplings, and sat by the door and ate slowly.

The waiter looked at the woman and opened his mouth to say something, but when the words came to his lips, he didn't know what to think, closed his mouth, turned around and stood at the counter again.

Xiao Xuan saw that the waiter stood with a knowing acquaintance and didn't come to find trouble for himself, and he was secretly glad that he had made himself a middle-aged woman, otherwise it would be a trouble for both young men and women.

The spiritual power quietly spread out, and the conversation information and video information around him were all summarized and analyzed in Xiao Xuan's mind. After eating a bowl of dumplings, I put the empty bowl back into the window of the dirty bowl, and after saying thank you to the waiter, I left the state-run hotel.

I went to the post office and bought a few stamps that were on sale, threw them into the space, walked around the supply and marketing cooperative, bought two catties of wool, and then left City B, returned to the range of Zhenbei Village, and saw that it was still early, so I entered the valley.

In addition to tens of thousands of dollars more in the purse, I heard a lot of news, and the cultivation of the upper part of "Yueluo Jue" has also loosened a lot, and it is estimated that it will be able to advance soon.

Xiao Xuan built a row of chicken coops in the valley, and there are about two months left before the Chinese New Year, which is enough to raise a lot of chickens and produce a lot of eggs.

She has a hunch, and the hunch of the cultivator is roughly the same, and after the upper part of her "Yueluo Jue" is consummated, it is estimated that the plants in the space will become spirit plants, and if they are spirit plants, they are not suitable for sale again. Even if you eat it at home, you have to extract all the aura.

The valley is the best place to hide, in addition to the stream that has been thrown with spirit stones, there is also a warm climate and sunshine, and there is no problem with wheat and rice in two crops a year.

Another row of utility rooms was set up next to the chicken coop, and the tools and other tools were organized in a utility room, Xiao Xuan went out of the mountain, and caught two pheasants along the way.

When I got home, the old lady was preparing a meal in the kitchen.

"Milk, I'm back. Xiao Xuan said as he walked towards the cold storage with the basket on his back.

After putting everything away, the old lady had already steamed the rice, and saw Xiao Xuan enter the kitchen: "Girl, I scooped hot water for you, go wash it quickly." ”

"Thank you, I beat two chickens, one I'll cook for the master to bring to them later, and the other I'll stew with mushrooms, okay?"