Equipped with all the things they might use, Ji Feng and the others were almost ready to go.

Just as the group was about to lie down in the 'coffin' in turn, Wilson suddenly spoke curiously. "Is it really okay for you guys to dress like this?"

"What's wrong with our dress?" Ji Feng swept over everyone present, and at the same time looked down at herself, and she nodded very satisfied. "It's normal! there's no dew point. ”

- Your mind has completely become a girl!

"That's not what I meant. Wilson shook his head. "Isn't your destination France more than a hundred years ago?

"Damn!" Yan Yan suddenly shouted at this time, how could she have missed this.

Thinking of the danger of this very possibility, Yan Qi turned his head to his teammates who were about to cross over and said. "Wilson is right, we can't dress like this and run to France more than a hundred years ago, in case someone is curious to photograph it, and finally launch these avant-garde clothes in advance, then the future may be changed because of this small point, no need to wait for the wall of the world to collapse, this world line has been reset, we can't take a risk. ”

"Then what should we wear, we all have this dress now!" Li Qiang spread his hands. "And there are no clothes that can be changed here, do you really let us travel back in time without wearing anything, all COS once terminators? I don't care about Victor, our muscles after taking off are no worse than Schwarz's X, but you ......"

When he said the last paragraph, Li Qiang used a yin and yang weird tone, and while saying those few words, he also looked at the three women in the team with dramatic eyes.

This time, without Li Xue's move, Ji Feng took the lead in slapping him on the back of the head, and directly slapped him to the ground, and it was the kind that couldn't be picked out.

"You deserve it!" Li Xue has always had such an attitude towards this brother who used his life to die.

After glaring fiercely at Li Qiang, who was still trying to pick at himself on the ground, Ji Feng looked up at Yan Yan beside him, and there was some helplessness in his tone. "But even if we go out to buy old French clothes now, we won't be able to catch up with the reserved travel time!"

"I know that, too. Yan Ling put her hand against her chin and began to think hard about how to solve the problem.

"I have a solution. At this time, the bullet that had been standing silently behind Li Xue suddenly spoke.

"Then tell me the solution you have come up with. Judging from his previous performance, as long as he said this, then he must have thought of a solution to the problem, so Ji Feng hurriedly urged the bullet to let him say the solution he thought of.

"We can do this, and after crossing through the past, we cover our whole body with a large linen-colored cloth, leaving only one head outside. When we enter the city, we will go to the local clothing store to buy local clothes, so that the future will not be changed because of the clothing problem, right? At Ji Feng's urging, the bullet said unhurriedly the way he thought of it.

"But aren't there still a few tall mysterious people in flaxen cloth who are still very noticeable when they move together? Especially the group of neurotics suffering from delusional murder on the magical side, you should know their neurotics better than I do. Li Qiang, who finally pulled his body out of the floor, still thinks that this method of bullets is not very advisable.

It is even possible to be the first to be given a suspicious character by the local magician as a foreign teacher, and finally put them under closer surveillance.

The bullet did not negate Li Qiang's worries, because he also knew that what Li Qiang said was really some facts, the neuroticism of magicians is well-known in the world, and everyone who knows them knows that almost every magician has a problem with a strange head and a strange brain, and even bullets have such a problem.

As a magician, he prefers to handjob at others than to rub a large fireball with his hand, and any magician will scold a strange person when he sees him.

"You're right, but you're missing a crucial point. The bullet stuck out a finger and looked at everyone present.

"What's the point?" Not only Li Qiang, but everyone was puzzled at this time.

"Have you forgotten that we traveled back in time?" The bullets are going to give them a good science popularization. "On April 8, 1916, the second year of the First World War, and when almost all the European powers had been engaged in an all-out war between nations, and where could there be a better city to escape the war than in the remote part of France? ”

"You're saying we can pretend to be homeless in a flaxen-colored cloth?" Not only Ji Feng, everyone understood the meaning of the bullet after listening to it.

The bullet nodded slightly. "As long as we make the big cloth on our bodies dirty and shabby, then we should be able to disguise ourselves as refugees who have wandered here, and the refugees are almost always in groups, even if we are all together, no one will be surprised. ”

"Sure enough, it's a good idea. After listening to the explanation of the bullet, Li Qiang was the first person to speak in favor of him, as if he was not the one who opposed the bullet just now. "Not only should the clothes be dirty and rotten, but it's better to put a little dirt on your face and hair. ”

For this brazen guy, everyone gave him a pair of white eyes, except for bullets.

"As long as you like, touch the poop on your head. Victor couldn't help but complain about him.

"Hey, what are you talking about!" Li Qiang said and pounced on Victor's body.

"Alright, alright. Ji Feng took advantage of the fact that the two of them were still angry, and hurriedly stepped forward to get the two of them away. "We're running out of time, can't you settle down a little? ”

With that, she turned to look at Lance again. "The main bullet should be fine!"

"No problem at all. Lance made an OK gesture to Ji Feng.

"Then where are we going to find a couple of large cloths? and some of the shabby ones. Ji Feng once again threw out a question that appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Lance thought for a moment before replying. "I should be able to find a lot of shabby cloth. ”

Everyone unanimously looked back at Lance. "Where?"

So under the expectant gaze of everyone, Lance stretched out his hand and pointed to the third area of the research institute, and the large pieces of flaxen-colored cloth that he had covered the discarded parts did not match what the bullet said.

Worn out, dirty, and at the same time emitting a distinctive oil stench.

Looking in the direction of the bullet's finger, the faces of all those who wanted to go back to the past turned black at the same time, and they were all about to drip ink.

"There's no better way?"