Back in the store, Ling Ping'an closed the door again, took out the key, and locked it.

Then, he turned off the light, turned on his phone, and took advantage of the light of his phone to walk upstairs.

Peal pedal, pedal, pedal.

The wooden staircase, creaking and creaking, was a little scary.

However, Ling Ping had long been accustomed to it.

One person goes upstairs, one person goes downstairs, one person opens, one person eats, one person sleeps.

Pushing open the hidden door, changing into slippers, and turning on the light, Ling Ping'an took out a bottle of cold drink from the refrigerator, opened it and took a sip, and then collapsed on the sofa.

"Let's play the game first and then code the words!" He said: "Anyway, it's already on the street!" ”

Writing web novels is a hobby.

Playing games is a hobby.

You can have both fish and bear's paws.

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Han Li held the flashlight in his hand.

Under the illumination of electric light, she walked out of the dense fog step by step.

Came to the sun.

On the ground, there are still the ashes of the ghost that she killed not long ago.

Once upon a time, Han Li, like everyone else, didn't know what to do with the ashes left behind by these ghosts.

But now she knows.

She stepped forward and grabbed the ashes with a blank face.

She lowered her head and looked at the crimson book in her hand, which was still heating up.

Open the page, forbidden knowledge, rush to the face.

So she knew the name of the ghost she slew - gargoyle.

You can use the heart of a harpy to grind it, mix it with the ashes of a gargoyle, add a liter of holy water, twelve grams of necromantic grass, and boil it in a copper pot to obtain a potion that can deprive ghosts below the median level of power-elixir-elixir.

"Harpy!" Han Li knew where that kind of ghost had appeared.

Put the ashes in your hand into a small glass bottle and put it away.

Han Li turned his head and looked at the streets behind him.

I don't know when the fog has quietly lifted.

In front of you, there is a dilapidated street.

When Han Li walked in, he saw only collapsed houses, plaques scattered on the streets, and rusty and abandoned vehicles parked on the side of the road.

This is a pre-cataclysmic street.

Today, it has been abandoned.

Han Li held the book and flashlight in his hand.

She picked up the flashlight and put it in front of her, a beautifully crafted industrial product with a red shell.

A nameplate appears in front of you.

"Jiangcheng Huamao supermarket gift ......"

Han Li's pupils dilated suddenly.

In the world, there is no city called Jiangcheng.

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It's dawn.

Ling Ping'an walked to the bathroom mirror and looked at his face.

Thick dark circles under his eyes made him look haggard.

"I didn't update it yesterday......" he sighed, "I can't play multiplayer sports like this in the future......"

But he's just talking.

After a brief wash, he walked down the stairs.

Then walk to the door and pull the roller shutter up.

The dense fog outside the door has long since dissipated.

The lively streets appear in front of you.

Several students in school uniforms walked in front of him.

Ling Ping'an looked at them with some envy, and if it was possible, he also hoped to continue to carry his schoolbag to school like them.

It's a pity......

Walking to the breakfast shop next door, Ling Ping'an asked the proprietress "Aunt Cai, are the steamed dumplings ready?" ”

"Good morning!" Aunt Cai is a slightly chubby woman in her forties, who only came to Ling Ping'an's house two years ago and rented this small breakfast shop.

Her steamed dumplings are a famous breakfast in the neighborhood.

"Aunt Cai, bring me two cages, and a bowl of tofu brain, I want it to be sweet!" Ling Ping'an smiled and took out his mobile phone and scanned the code to pay.

"Okay!" Aunt Cai immediately got busy, put two steaming steamed dumplings into a paper bowl, took out a porcelain bowl, scooped a full bowl of snow-white tofu brain for Ling Ping'an, and sprinkled two spoonfuls of sugar.

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Jingtai Building.

It is bordered by the city's former landmark building to the east.

At its peak, tens of thousands of people worked here.

But now, the edifice is dilapidated and decaying.

The cables, which have long been unmaintained, are already crawling with moss.

Cobwebs spread in the stairwells.

The smell of decay fills the mouth and nose.

Han Li looked up at the exit of the stairs, the nest covered with thick branches and straw, and padded hundreds of rotting corpses.

With a blank face, she untied one of the pockets she was carrying on her back.

Packets of snow-white table salt were revealed.

"Roar!" Above its head, a monster with winged membranes like bat-wing wings, the outline of a woman's body, and the blue-green skin on its body, opened its mouth full of sharp teeth, roared and swooped down.

Han Li didn't even look at it, grabbed a bag of salt, infused it with spiritual power, and threw it at the monster hard.

Syllable!

The salt bag is wrapped in spiritual power, and it accurately hits the monster that swoops down at high speed.

A full 500 grams of table salt is vaporized instantly.

The monster howled terribly, its wing membranes corroded by salt at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Its sturdy flesh peels off little by little in the salt.

Eventually, it fell down.

All the bones and entrails were scattered all over the place.

There is only a bright red and bewitching heart, still beating tenaciously.

Han Li stepped forward, picked up the heart, and stuffed it into a bag full of salt.

"The third one!" She said.

She had never imagined that the Harpy could be so easily killed.

A bag of table salt, gasified with spiritual power.

A B-class goblin was simply killed.

So, she reached out and touched the still hot book hidden in her tight combat suit.

"Ghosts, that's it!" As she spoke, she stepped up the stairs to the top floor of the building, and stared coldly at the chipply chipples curled up between the branches and straw in front of her, and the severed limbs and entrails scattered around the sides.

She pulled out a lighter and lit the nest.

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Aunt Cai's steamed dumplings never get tired of eating, and with the sweet tofu brain, it is a must.

Ling Ping'an sat at the counter, eating steamed dumplings and drinking tofu brain.

In front of him, an old TV was broadcasting the news of the day.

"In the territory of the Northern Zhou Kingdom, foot-and-mouth disease continued to spread...... Three counties and twenty-five counties have reported the outbreak of foot-and-mouth disease to the Federal Ministry of Livestock and Agricultural Affairs......"

The news picture cuts out the picturesque picture of the Northern Zhou Kingdom, with pastures and farms, densely scattered in the vast continental plains.

"We hope that the federal center and the kingdom's epidemic prevention department will come up with measures and policies as soon as possible to stop the spread of the epidemic!" In the camera, a rancher said worriedly.

"Our family has been grazing here for 100 years, and this is the first time we have encountered a foot-and-mouth disease ...... of this scale" In the voiceover, the federal epidemic prevention department is harmlessing thousands of livestock.

The screen cuts to the air.

The helicopter printed with the emblem of the Federal Empire and the Northern Zhou Kingdom was hovering, spraying all kinds of potions.

The live camera cuts to the port outside the capital of the Northern Zhou Dynasty.

Ships that were supposed to be laden with all kinds of meat stayed in the harbor.

The faces of the workers and sailors were blank.

In the voiceover, the soft voice of the news announcer came out: "According to the Ministry of Public Health, Safety and Epidemic Prevention Affairs of the Northern Zhou Kingdom, the report at 12 noon local time that the foot-and-mouth disease epidemic in the Northern Zhou Kingdom has caused a total of more than 1.7 million beef cattle in the Northern Zhou Kingdom, and the economic loss may be as high as 300 billion Chinese yuan, and the federal center has urgently allocated 50 billion Chinese yuan to assist the Northern Zhou Kingdom in controlling the epidemic!" ”

"At the same time, the Ministry of Animal Husbandry and Agricultural Affairs of the Federal Empire has applied for a loan totaling 200 billion Chinese yuan from the center to help and support the livestock industry of the Northern Zhou Kingdom to tide over the crisis......"

Seeing this, Ling Ping'an couldn't help but sigh: "It seems that the price of beef has to rise!" ”

The Northern and Southern Zhou provinces supplied more than 70 percent of the beef and pork of the Empire, as well as more than 60 percent of the seafood and more than half of the grains of the Empire.

These two kingdoms were the granaries and pastures of the Federal Empire.

There is something going on over there, and the prices in the Federation will definitely skyrocket!