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Rob stood at the door and watched for a while, thinking that just this rain, Da Gang should not be stupid enough to move forward in the rain, and now it is estimated that he is hiding from the rain, and he can't come back for a while, so he turned around and went back to the room, and closed the door with his hand.

After the door was closed, the sound of the rain outside was a little quieter, but the sound of the rain hitting the wooden planks of the two windows was clear, but there was no way, even if it was replaced with glass, the sound was probably not much smaller.

Rob lit a bonfire in the room, and the flickering light of the fire dispelled the darkness in the room and warmed the humid air.

Flowey lies in her old place. Stretching his waist, he closed his eyes comfortably, and snoring sounded from his throat.

Rob glanced at it, smiled slightly, took the radio out of the desk drawer, turned on the switch, and after a cacophony of electricity, an intermittent woman's singing came from the speaker.

This is an accurate FM band that he finally found, and every day he will play a loop singing the song of Dagang's dream goddess Shaya.

This woman, he has also seen it in the video, it is indeed very beautiful, and the song she sings is very good, but the signal is not very good, although there is no noise overall, it sounds very clear, but the singing is intermittent, and it is also a little annoying, however, it is better than nothing, in this quiet room, there is a woman's voice echoing, adding a little popularity, Rob is already very satisfied.

Placing the radio on the desk, Rob hummed along to the tune inside, took two things out of the drawer, and sat down back at the campfire. In the light of the fire, it became clear that what he was holding in his hand was a carving knife and a piece of wood.

This carving knife was specially made by him, with a sharp knife head and a smooth wooden handle, which may be a little unaccustomed at first, but after a long time, it will be called a hand.

And that piece of wood, indeed the work he has been carving in the past few days, has only begun to take shape until now, it looks like a woman, but what it looks like needs to be carefully carved to know.

Wood carving is one of his previous crafts to make a living, and for a long time, he relied on a carving knife and a piece of wood to carve and sell finished products on the side of the road to earn some money to eat.

After a long time, if you want to say that it is comparable to a carving master, he is ashamed, but the craftsmanship is exquisite, but he can still pat his chest and admit it, after all, it is to be taken out and sold, fast and good, is his pursuit.

Later, when he went to school, graduated, and looked for a job, this craft was gradually put down, and when he had a regular job and no pressure in life, he was busy every day, and this craft was almost forgotten by him.

It was only now, in order to engrave the dot matrix diagram of the demon soldiers, that he picked up this hand technique again, and was ready to warm up with wood carving first, and after regaining his previous dexterous hands, serious attitude and patience, he would officially start the practice of the dot matrix diagram, after all, whether it was a split marble stone or a repair liquid, it was not cheap, and he really didn't dare to start before he was quite sure.

The wood in the campfire burned slowly, with an occasional soft sound, bursting out with a spark or two, causing the fire to sway for a while, and then regaining its calm.

Rob was immersed in the carving with a serious and focused face, the blade of the carving knife in his right hand glowed with a faint white light, flying quickly on the wood in his left hand, or shoveling, or pushing, or nicking with the edge blade, obviously a few simple techniques, but soon made the face on the wood gradually clear.

There is no shortage of good wood in the ruined forest, and the hundred-year-old giant trees can grow several meters in one night, even if they are just a few years old.

The reason for this is that the plants here grow, in addition to absorbing the nutrients and water of the earth, but also absorb the power of the light source, so the trees grow fast, but at the same time, they are also strong and hard, not much better than steel, and ordinary iron axes can only leave a white mark on the trunk.

And if you want to cut down such a tree, the demon armor can be easier, but if there is no demon armor, then it can only be done by covering the power of the light source on the iron, just like Rob is now carving with a carving knife, it must be steadily and continuously covered on the blade with the power of the light source, so as to carve traces on the wood as easily as now, otherwise, the blade can only poke out the gap, and leave no traces.

This continuous and steady power of the covering light source is also exactly the same as the method when using the inscription knife. Using an inscription knife to engrave on the cracked marble stone is also to continuously and steadily input the power of the light source, and the conditions may be more harsh, so this wood carving has really become the best means of practice.

Just as Rob was immersed in the smooth carving, the singing voice on the radio suddenly stopped, and after a while, it was replaced by a mellow male voice.

"Insertion...... Zizi ...... Demon Clan Announced...... Zizi ...... 4 Star Message...... Multiply...... Multiply...... Zizi ...... The fugitive is a demon prisoner...... Zizi ...... Target...... Zizi ...... Forest...... Hunters...... Zizi ...... Assist...... Clue...... Available on ......"

Smack!

With the sound of an object falling to the ground, the cacophony suddenly disappeared, and the whole room fell silent.

Stopping the movement in his hand, Rob, who was listening intently, came back to his senses, saw that Huahua in front of the bonfire was gone, turned his head to look, and saw Huahua squatting on the desk, licking his paws.

After sensing his gaze, Huahua also looked over, showing an innocent expression, meowed, jumped off the desk, and walked gracefully towards the campfire, as if it was placed on the desk radio, not pushed down by it.

Seeing this, Rob could only show a helpless expression.

You can't blame Huahua, after all, as a feline, Huahua's ears are extremely sensitive, for humans, the noise of the radio has been heard for a long time, and they are used to it, but for Huahua, the noise coming from the radio speaker is simply torture for it, and after a long time, it is inevitable to make such a move.

Rob can't help it, and when he becomes a cat slave, he can only try to accommodate his master's preferences.

He walked over, picked up the radio that had fallen on the ground, pressed the switch and tried it, and when he found that there was still a sound in the speaker, he put it back in the drawer, thinking to himself, if he wanted to listen to the radio in the future, he would listen to it when Huahua was away!

Back at the campfire, Rob continued his work.

Time slipped by unconsciously, and at some point, the sound of rain could no longer be heard in the room, but Rob, who was concentrating on carving, did not notice this, until someone knocked on the door outside, which woke him up from his immersion, and when he came back to his senses, he thought it was Da Gang coming, so he got up and went to open the door, but as soon as the door opened, he saw that it was Bai Mei standing outside.

"Sister Baimei, why are you here?" Rob was a little surprised.

"Why, can't I come?" Bai Mei said with a blank look.

"Where, where!" Rob dared to admit it, and hurriedly said, "I'm just wondering; aren't you busy at this time?" It's just past noon, and it's also this heavy rain that has caused him to have not eaten lunch yet.

"I'm just done, I'm coming to see you!" Bai Mei said, handing over a bag in her hand: "Well, I bought it for you, here you go!"

Rob took the bag, opened it and looked inside, and was immediately pleasantly surprised, and said happily: "Sister Baimei still has a way! How much are these?" He glanced at it, closed the bag, and took out the communication card from his pocket.

"Five hundred!" Bai Mei stretched out five fingers and showed Rob: "I finally pulled this out of someone's mouth, I didn't need money, but I don't want to owe people family favors, so it's better to give money!"

"That's that!" Rob skillfully activated the transaction function of the communication card, entered five hundred numbers, and then overlapped with the edge of Bai Mei's communication card, and the transaction was completed.

The five hundred that the two of them said is actually a general digital point in Jiuxu, using the credit of the three organizations in Jiuxu, it can be used in various stores in Jiuxu, which is considered an internal coin, and it will be used when the transaction volume is relatively large.

Of course, there are also people who don't recognize this kind of points, maybe they need light source stones as currency, just like Uncle Jiu's noodle restaurant, as a pharmacist, Uncle Nine has a great demand for light source stones, so whether it is eating noodles or buying inducing liquid, only light source stones are accepted, so as not to exchange points, he has to use the points to buy light source stones, which is considered to save some trouble.

After the transaction, the two sides put away their communication cards, and Bai Mei had already noticed the half of the wood carving that Luo Bu was holding in his hand, pointed at it with a fluffy fan, and said, "This is what you have been busy with?"

Rob knew what she was referring to, and replied, "Yes!

"Okay, then I'm looking forward to it!" Bai Mei smiled and narrowed her eyes, nodded with satisfaction, and turned to leave.

After Baimei left, Rob hurriedly returned to the room, first added a few pieces of wood to the bonfire to make the fire burn more vigorously, and then came to the desk and poured out the contents of the bag.

Knock knock knock!

With a few sounds, several ping-pong ball-sized stones of different shapes fell out of their pockets and smashed on the table.

Five hundred points, almost spent more than half of Rob's points, including the points that Manzhu Sawa said to reward him last time, he only had so many points in exchange for these stones that were not amazing.

One can imagine the value of these stones.

Rob picked up one of them and looked at it in front of him.

These stones are the so-called Split Marble Stones.

It has a dark gray appearance and several interlaced surfaces, like cracks about to crack, dividing the whole stone into three or four parts, giving the impression that it will break up into a pile of pieces with a slight force.

But in fact, this Cracked Marble Stone is notoriously strong and easy to preserve, otherwise it would not have become a carrier for the Demon Soldier Dot Matrix.

Speaking of which, he originally thought that in Jiuxu, the Split Marble Stone should be easy to obtain, and in fact, it is true, on the night market street, eight out of ten are selling all kinds of ores, but the problem is that no one retails, and Rob only needs a few pieces.

As a result, he searched several stores, and they were very persistent in refusing to sell him only a few cracked marbles, even if they were willing to sell, the price was increased several times, which was not something he could afford, and in the end, he still had to turn to Baimei to get so many of them, which really made people laugh and cry.

But even so, these few Splitting Marble Stones are actually the lowest grade defective products.

If you distinguish the quality of the split marble according to what is written in the book, the more cracks on the surface and the finer and finer, the better, and like the five cracks in his hand, the most is only four cracks, and the least is only two, and it looks like it is about to crack in half, which makes people wonder if this cracked marble is useful.