Chapter 127 is too heavy to hold

"Well, I understand. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info "Fang Ze thought that Emperor Wa was being modest, so he decisively expressed his understanding.

"What do you understand, understand [helpless]. Emperor Wa replied with an expression, and then continued, "Look, you recognize me as your sister, can you do my sister a favor." ā€

"You say. ā€

"I'll send you some information later, can you use this information to help me get a legal identity certificate, and then buy me a wheelchair?"

Uh, the identity certificate is easy to understand, but what the hell is this wheelchair? Isn't it a typo, she actually wants to say the dragon chair?

"Sister Feng, are you sure it's a wheelchair and not a dragon chair?"

"Sure, get me a better one, and I'll bring you some Fairy Country specialties when I get back. ā€

You're really down-to-earth, and the specialties are all out.

Fang Ze replied ok, saying that there was no problem, and then asked, "Is there a time limit for this?" ā€

"Just get it done by next week, and I'll look for you then." ā€

"Guaranteed to get the job done. ā€

"Then I'll be fine, thank you. ā€

The chat between the two ended happily, and the more Fang Ze thought about it, the more he felt that this Wa Huang was simply an ordinary Internet addict girl, and he didn't look like an ancient god at all.

However, the matter of making an ID card for Emperor Wa had to trouble Jiao Ya again, and when he thought of Jiao Ya's frosty face towards him now, Fang Ze felt that his scalp was numb.

A few minutes later, Jiao Ya sent a forged account information to Fang Ze, Fang Ze took a look, except for the name Feng Lixi, there were no other highlights, so he put it down first, and waited until Jiao Ya prepared the things for him, and then asked Jiao Ya to help with this, otherwise if he looked for Jiao Ya twice a day, this woman would probably go straight away.

Guoan's efficiency was very fast, and he told Fang Ze that things were ready the next afternoon, but this time the warehouse was in a military camp. Fang Ze didn't care, anyway, the secret he could pass through estimated that the country's think tank would definitely find out as long as it wasn't all pig heads. After crossing back from the barracks this time, if he brought anything strange with him, he wouldn't have any accidents like the last pandaren warehouse firefighting incident.

Yesterday, he said that he wanted to buy a car, but Fang Ze was lazy and forgot about it, so he simply waited until he came back and bought one and drove back to his hometown.

On the grounds that he was a road idiot and couldn't find a way to the warehouse, Fang Ze successfully asked Jiao Ya to drive him to the warehouse, although Fang Ze thanked him sincerely, but after hearing that Fang Ze asked her to do the household registration again, Jiao Ya still left directly with a cold face.

In addition to food, water, and snacks, there were also dozens of boxes of arms that Fang Ze had applied for with Jiao Ya before.

One hundred ninety-five rifles, 10,000 rounds of ammunition, two thousand Type 77-1 grenades, and the Type 77-1 grenade is a wooden-handled grenade, which is the kind of grenade with a wooden handle that you usually see in TV dramas. Although it looks very dirty, this thing is indeed the active equipment of the Chinese army, after all, there were too many made back then to be used up, and it was too troublesome to destroy.

It's all good things, Fang Ze patted the box, loaded it all into the portable warehouse, and then exchanged it for the intermediate plane teleportation card and any language proficiency card.

Interdimensional teleportation is in progress, and the host is requested not to make any strenuous movements that may affect the teleportation.

Teleported, welcome to the world of Zhongwu: Central Plains.

The system is locating, please wait.

The positioning is complete, the current location, north of Yanmen Pass, Wuling.

The system has detected that the dominant force in the region is the Cangyun Army, and the main language of communication in the region is Chinese in the Central Plains plane.

To protect the host, the system will automatically disguise the host's identity. The clothes are disguised during camouflage, and camouflage is completed. In the camouflage of the portable warehouse, the camouflage is completed, and the identity of the Central Plains businessman is camouflaged, and the camouflage is completed.

Because the world is detected as a hidden world of gods and demons, the system will provide paid help services for the host, please use your mobile phone to find the services that can be used. You can stay on the surface for three days, after which you will automatically return.

The system has detected that the Meat Dumpling, a member of the Guardian Guard, is not with you, and has teleported the Meat Dumpling to you.

Happy restocking.

The Central Plains World, Yanmen Pass, Cangyun, why does this sound familiar?

But I can't take care of this for now, Fang Ze's portable warehouse has now been upgraded to a full two thousand cubic meters, and the interior space of a five-seater car is only about three cubic meters, that is to say.

In the Zhongwu world, without the help of the space array, it is estimated that his portable warehouse will become a very large fleet of horses.

Fang Ze looked back, and there was indeed a convoy of long rows of carriages behind him, these convoys were like trains, one cargo hold was connected after another, like a long dragon, and only the first carriage had a place for carriages and carriages.

The guy was sleeping on the wheels at this time, and saliva was all over the wood on the wheels.

Fang Ze walked over and patted the head of the meat dumpling, and the meat dumpling suddenly woke up and shouted, "Have you opened the meal?"

"Have a ghost meal. Fang Ze looked at the meat dumplings that he hadn't seen for a few days, and his body size was almost larger, and he thought that when he went back, he must tell Lao Chen and Village Chief Tang to strictly control the amount of meat dumplings to eat!

"Get up and get to work. Fang Ze pointed to the long car captain behind him and said, "I'll leave these to you, you can't pull it." ā€

Rou Tuanzi tiptoed into the long carriage factory, and then looked at Fang Ze again, as if to say more. 'Are you teasing the bear again?'

"I'm just kidding you" Fang Ze patted the head of the meat ball, "I've been eating fatty and greasy lately, so I don't exercise much." ā€

"Daddy hates it, it's fat there, it's all muscles. As he spoke, he stood up and puffed up his full body of meat, which was very face-saving and flicked twice, but it didn't look like a muscle at all.

"Where's the muscle?"

"The muscles are hidden under the fat. Meat dumplings said shamelessly.

"Oh. Fang Ze let out a meaningful sigh, and then said to the meat dumplings, "Come along, let's see how many trucks there are." ā€

The round meat dumplings followed behind Fang Ze and walked back along the convoy.

The two said that the Central Plains world they came to seemed to be in winter, with thick snow on the ground and a blanket of silver next to it.

It is really difficult to walk on the snow with the little short legs of the meat dumpling, and it is very troublesome to walk, so he said to Fang Ze coquettishly, "Dad, hug, I can't walk this way." ā€

"It's too heavy to hold. Fang Ze cruelly rejected the proposal of the meat dumpling, who let this little guy eat fat.

The meat dumpling glanced at Fang Ze with resentment, and then his whole body spoke, rolling into a ball, rolling smoothly on the snow, and walking was not slower than Fang Ze at all.

There were seventeen wagons in total, all of which were tied together with strong chains in turn, and the wheels of the trains were also anti-skid devices.

Damn, the system doesn't give alchemy horses this time, how can I pull these seventeen trucks.

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