"What the hell?" Xingchen was in a state of confusion, feeling that someone had stuffed something into his mouth, and instinctively wanted to spit it out, but it was worthy of being produced by the system, and it was perfectly melted in the mouth, and an extremely weird and unspeakable taste burst out in Xingchen's mouth, and Xingchen was immediately refreshed. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Xingchen, who came to his senses, saw himself lying in March's arms, and the people around him looked at him with fierce eyes.

Huh, jealous? Does March have such a high charisma now? No matter how you look at it, it's not complete.,Are these people lolicons?

While Xingchen was thinking, Kurolo answered Xingchen's question, "Your specialty." ”

Then, Xingchen understood what was going on with the way everyone looked at him and wanted to eat him alive.

"Well, this specialty is for refreshing your mind, and it's also good to change the flavor once in a while...... it! Xingchen explained solemnly, and March let go of the hand holding Xingchen.

Fortunately, Xingchen was athletic and stabilized his body before falling to the ground and stood up.

"It almost scared the hell out of me."

"Let's go." March walked straight out the door.

"Goodbye, everyone." Xingchen said hello to the people present and followed March out.

"Then let's go too, today, Feitan and the knight's house." Kurolo walked out with Pike Notan.

"Good! Let's go. "The energetic Wojin is full of energy.

"By the way, the person who collects the least today will have a piece of candy before dinner." Before he walked out of the room, Kurolo turned to the people who were still in the room.

"......" Hearing this, the four of them couldn't help but shudder, and Feitan and the knights on the side couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"I'm not going to lose." Wojin patted the muscles in his chest and said confidently, Nobunaga behind him with a painful look on his face with dead fish eyes.

"Franklin and Finks are already on their way." The knight said as he turned on the motor.

Wo Jin only reacted at this time, and the two people who were originally standing behind him had long since disappeared, "Shameless! It's a trick, but it's okay to let them for a few minutes. ”

"Let's go, I don't want to feel that smell anymore." Nobunaga urged.

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Xingchen followed March to the outskirts of Meteor Street, and looking at the messy and piled up scrap pile, March said, "This area is full of waste products that have just been delivered, so hurry up and collect them." ”

Xingchen asked, "What exactly are we going to collect?" Valuable scrap? How do you define it? “

While searching through the dense scrap pile, March replied, "Everything has value, the so-called waste is just the items that appear in the wrong place at the wrong time, and we need to look for the items that are more valuable to us now, including ......"

As March spoke, Xingchen kicked the scrap metal off the ground with his foot, and then Xingchen picked up a pistol from it, waved the gun in his hand at March, and asked, "How about this?" ”

March took the pistol, fiddled with it, and said, "Although there are no bullets, the damage is not serious, go back and repair it to the knight, it should be able to exchange for quite good resources." “

"Oh." Xingchen seems to understand, the weapon should be a relatively valuable thing, then Xingchen remembered not long ago, the AK47 that he had met many times, that should be very valuable, but unfortunately I don't know where to lose it, if I can pick up a more valuable ......

Once again, Xingchen kicked the scrap pile on the ground with his feet, revealing something that Xingchen only saw on a computer screen......

Seeing Xingchen take out a rocket grenade launcher from the scrap pile and put it on his shoulder, and then raised his eyebrows at himself, revealing a smug expression, March couldn't help twitching the corner of his eye,

It's only been a long time, and the amount of tasks in these days is enough.

Madge took the transmitter with a blank face and carried it behind him, looking like you kid did a good job but still had to keep trying.

This man's luck is going against the sky, we haven't seen this thing yet, although the damage is a little serious, but this alone is worth enough for ten of us for a week's share.

While sighing at the good fortune of the stars, March followed the stars to collect various weapons, and yes, the stars kicked in the scrap heap along the way, and almost every two or three kicks could find a weapon.

At the end of the morning, March had become accustomed to the god-like luck of the stars, looking at all kinds of strange weapons that he and the stars had almost been able to carry on their backs, guns, giant axes, howitzer launchers, spears, bows and arrows, pillows, daggers...... It seems to have mixed in something strange.

What the hell is a pillow? Well, in fact, because Xingchen feels that the pillow in his room is too hard and easy to fall on his pillow, and he wants to change to a new one that is softer, Xingchen also has a pursuit in terms of quality of life.

Everyone knows that the luck value of the eighteenth o'clock of the stars is not a decoration most of the time, of course, after a period of luck, the aura of bad luck will always fall, and then the luck value of the stars is the decoration.

So, when March and Xingchen were about to go back with a full collection of items, they suddenly found that several people appeared around them who seemed to be only alive for a few chapters in the novel, and surrounded the two.

Although, there is still no change in March's expression, it is still a breezy expression, but judging from March's slight clenching of the blade in his hand, the opponent should not be a good person, and he is very powerful.