[Let's go first, force overtime and have no time to fix typos.] I'm trying to fix the typo and delete this passage by 3 p.m. 】

When I opened my eyes again, the monkeys surrounded me.

Remembering everything that had happened before, I immediately touched my body.

Making sure I wasn't missing arms or legs, I straightened up.

In the deep pit on the side, two tree ladders have been removed.

Thirteen dead wolf corpses lined up irregularly in the pit.

In the pit, I actually saw the little girl, who was holding the wolf and crying all the time.

I don't know what planet the little girl is from, but the joys and sorrows seem to be similar to our expressions.

The monkey on the side patted me on the shoulder, and when I looked back at it.

It handed over the pamphlet and barked its teeth.

I slowly took the booklet, and the other monkeys learned to dance excitedly.

The little girl roared at this point, startling me.

Then what was even more frightening was that the ground began to tremble, violently.

The docked planet actually began to shatter little by little, turning into powder.

The monkeys tapped me on the shoulder again, pointing in the direction of the little girl.

I followed the direction the monkeys were pointing at the little girl, who began to turn black and then shattered like a charred one.

Then the wolves in the pit dissipated together.

The booklet in my hand shook a few times, and the original black lv1 turned into a golden lv2.

The first reaction was that I had upgraded, and the second reaction was that the little girl and her planet were all gone.

I won the first game, but there was another page of black paper in the booklet.

There's eight games left waiting for me, and I don't seem to have anything but the monkeys right now.

Before the grove, in order to attack the wolves, the fruit on it had been plucked beyond its face.

After the little girl disappeared, I don't know if she was dead. But that kind of disappearing appearance is probably no different from death.

I opened the booklet, and the little charcoal twig was still tucked inside.

Along with it was a page of paper, one side of which had turned black.

I understood that this was the page where the monkey had saved my life in the booklet, and I picked up the charcoal black branch and wrote: Give me some boxes of munitions.

The blue light was flourishing, and then it also turned black.

The whistling sound grew louder and louder in my ears, and I lifted my head.

Four huge boxes fell straight down in the air, heading towards us.

Four boxes fell from the sky and landed heavily in front of me and the monkeys.

The monkeys swarmed up and began to move their hands and feet against the box.

"Stop. ”

"Stop. ”

"Stop. ”

。。。

The monkeys calmed down when they heard me, and I walked slowly to the box.

I felt the switch of the box and pulled the lock open.

After slowly pushing it away, I kind of opened my eyes.

All sorts of guns appeared in front of me, like nothing I'd ever seen before.

I glanced at the booklet, and that's when the black LV2 came into view.

Sure enough, LV2 is much better than LV1.

There are four large boxes here, which are estimated to be enough to arm thirteen monkeys.

While I was still thinking, the monkeys had already gathered around and started reaching for the guns.

"Stop. ”

"Stop. ”

"Down. ”

。。。

Yes, monkeys are very obedient, but monkeys are difficult to change.

It took me three hours to study the instruments.

Then little by little he gave it to the monkeys, and by the time the monkeys learned it was already dark.

There is no way to fix the bugs of these monkeys, and the sound of gunfire can come out of all kinds of strange places when they are still teaching guns. I started loading after the bullet, and I didn't accidentally hurt my own people, which is really lucky.

I originally thought that the four boxes were all guns, but when I opened them, I realized that only two boxes were guns.

The remaining two boxes, one of which is auxiliary supplies such as body armor.

I took them out one by one and put them on each monkey, and the monkeys didn't like body armor and helmets.

But under my orders, they all obeyed, and they were a little nondescript after they were dressed one by one.

The size of these body armor actually fits, fourteen pieces are big and small, just right for me and these monkeys.

There are even numbers on the helmet, and with these numbers I can clearly recognize each monkey. It was much better than before, and I told the monkey himself the number of each monkey.

Hearing that he had a name, the monkey grinned and danced. I don't know if the monkeys really liked it, but it did make it easy for me.

The place where the number of my helmet monkey table is actually LV2.

The other box was a mine grenade or something, and I took one and stuffed it in my pocket.

I called the monkeys and together they turned the grenade box upside down 180 degrees.

And said to all the monkeys: "No one is allowed to touch this box, and if I do, I will not recognize it as a monkey." ”

"Recognize it as a monkey. ”

"This monkey. ”

。。。

The monkeys nodded their heads with swearing, more diligent than rattles.

Putting the box back on top of the ground, really not going to teach and use.

The nature of this group of monkeys is not bad, but there is no chance to change the problem of ADHD.

The indiscipline brought about by teaching firearms has already scared me, and what if I forget where to hurt my own people by playing with grenades or planting mines.

I then reinforced, three more times, and fixed guns were given according to the number on the helmet.

The types of guns that each monkey can use are specified because there are so many types. I can't even guarantee that I'll be able to use it flexibly, let alone these monkeys. One monkey and one kind, to ensure that they will be used incorrectly and misoperated.

The grove is still there, but the food is pitiful.

I distributed food according to the performance, and I didn't let a monkey go hungry.

At night, all the monkeys were tired of playing and fell asleep.

Almost ninety percent of the bullets had been knocked out, and there was only enough ammunition left for the monkeys to fill their guns.

I'm not very sleepy, looking up at the stars in the monkey pile.

I was thinking that if it weren't for this group of monkeys with me, I would feel fulfilled all the time on this planet. Otherwise, I really don't know what I'm going to do, maybe I turn around and hang myself from the tree.

Looking at the group of monkeys behind me, I thought that LV1's cleverness could make this group of monkeys obedient. When the time comes, try the intelligence of LV2 and LV3 to see if this group of monkeys can evolve from monkeys to humans.

Of course, the thought of being smart makes me scared.

Now that these monkeys are listening to me like this, will there be a day of rebellion?

If I'm smart enough, can I teach this group of monkeys with my booklet? Or will the monkeys steal my pamphlets while I'm not looking. Or can you teach a henchman to come out, and he can use the booklet to resurrect or help me when something happens to me.

I didn't feel sleepy at all, and as soon as dawn I watched the opposite planet slowly fly towards our planet.

I lowered my body, and the two planets collided.

A violent tremor rang out, and the ground began to shake.

The monkeys came to their senses, and one of the monkeys opened fire on the planet.

The rest of the monkeys opened fire one after the other, and I thought it was too late to stop.

"Stop, what are you doing? The enemy hasn't appeared yet. ”

"Didn't show up. ”

"Now. ”

。。。

The password should be simple and easy to understand. I remember I said that when I saw an enemy, I would shoot, and this group of monkeys would think it was an enemy when they saw the planet?

Thirty seconds after the battle began, the monkeys had fired all the bullets in their guns before they could see the enemy.

Last night I was still praising their goodness, worried that they would seek to usurp the throne if they became smart. Now that I think about it, I really think too much.

The monkeys, dressed in neat gear, took cover behind me with their guns in hand.

This scene seems familiar, I was stunned in place with a sand eagle carrying a 98k on my back.