"It's time to eat! It's time to eat! Back in his own hall, Fat Orange, who ran out of the mecha, didn't care that the mecha hadn't been put away, and jumped directly on Carey's shoulder.

"Oops, starved to death after exercising!"

Carey: "......"

Are you considered a sport? Except for the hedging at the beginning, the rest of the game is a bit of a look, and the rest of the game is to see you boring each other.

"Let's go! Eat and go! Anyway, everyone is almost here! Dongfang Luo Nian, who didn't know when he came over, waved his hand and led everyone out of the mecha hall towards the restaurant.

A group of people giggled and walked out, and many of the people in the warhead were still thoughtful.

I have to say that in battle, they really rarely encounter leopard-type mechas, and they rarely engage in hand-to-hand combat.

However, "very little" does not mean that there is no at all, what if you do? What if you meet someone who controls a mecha and is good at physical skills and likes hand-to-hand combat?

As a warhead, accidentally losing it is not a gamble like barbarianism, but your own life.

Therefore, some people began to make up their minds, and they went back to ask Fat Orange to discuss together, and they could think of ways to deal with it.

"Hey!" A guy slipped up to Carey and poked the fat orange waist on Carey's shoulder.

Fat Orange turned around, "Meow? ”

"You're a cat, aren't you?" The other party asked quietly.

"I'm a cat! Where am I not like a cat? Regarding the other party's questioning of his race, Fat Tangerine suddenly exploded.

"No......" The guy was yelled at by Fat Orange, but he was a little at a loss.

"I mean...... You're in that game...... Mecha Game ...... The ID is 'cat', right? ”

Fat Orange rolled his eyes, thought for a moment, and then nodded: "Yes!" "It's been a bit long, and I didn't pay attention to the name at that time, and the other party forgot to mention Fat Tangerine.

"Wo Cha! O great god! "That kid's attitude suddenly became more enthusiastic!" Be sure to sign me when you come back! Oh! Press a paw print!!! ”

"What kind of god?" Someone on the side heard the conversation and leaned over curiously to ask.

"The great god of the mecha game! The only god who uses a tabula rasa leopard-type mecha to beat the invincible opponents of the server! ”

This kid named Mick has spread the word to the people next to him about Fat Orange's great achievements.

Mick hadn't actually fought against Fat Orange, he wasn't from that server, but he happened to be the guy who took over the server and went to deal with Fat Orange.

Online missions like this are private tasks, and you don't have to hand over the clan fee, plus the transfer fee to deal with all out, so although the income is not high, Mick has the right to earn pocket money.

Unexpectedly, Fat Orange was no longer online, so this task was not completed.

However, in order to deal with Fat Orange at that time, Mick also watched a lot of videos of Fat Orange fighting, and still had a certain understanding of Fat Orange's strength.

After spitting and talking, Mick finally patted his chest with palpitations, "It's good that you didn't go online later, otherwise I guess I would have to lose, not only would I not be able to complete the task, but it would be too embarrassing." ”

"Hey, why didn't you go online later?"

"It's boring!" Fat Orange squatted proudly on Carey's shoulder and scratched his ears with his cat's paws.

"Also, that kind of virtual game is not as fun as our real guns, why don't we go back and practice?" Mick said.

"You just have a treat!" Fat Orange said unceremoniously, it's very tiring to fight such a game in a real environment, okay, if the other party doesn't provide delicious food, Fat Orange is really not interested.

"Okay! No problem!!! Mick waved his hand haughtily, completely oblivious to the strange look in Carey's eyes.

The group laughed and arrived at the restaurant, which was in the same building anyway, and it wasn't too far.

Carey took Fat Tangerine to find a table and sit down, and then used his bracelet to open the menu and let Su Guo order what he wanted to eat.

The kitchen here is fully mechanized, with a blender and a dedicated robot, so you can just order and wait for it to be eaten.

The fat orange who had a fight was already hungry for, so he unceremoniously ordered a lot of dishes, and when the robot delivered them, he buried his head and ate them.

"How many hazy fruits do you want?" Halfway through eating, the brute came over.

Although the tone of the question was still a bit blunt, Fat Tang also saw that the other party was willing to gamble and lose.

"Whatever, you send a batch over first, and I'll look for you after I'm done!" Su Guo said indifferently, anyway, the fruit is easy to spoil if you send too much at once, can you slowly stream it slowly!

"No problem! But you have to promise me that next time I finish practicing, I'll have to fight with me! "Barbarian is still a little unconvinced, and always feels that it is his unfamiliarity with the leopard-type mecha that caused the failure.

"Okay! As long as there is a gambling contract, you can play as many games as you want! Fat Orange replied, still circling in his head, should he go to someone to gamble on every snack, so that he could reduce Carey's burden!

So, in the next period of time, Fat Orange smoothly put out a series of snacks such as "biscuits", "dried fish", "fruits", etc., after "sparring and gambling", and "subcontracting".

Of course, not all of these bets were won back by mecha battles. After all, the rest of the team is not stupid, after the brute who is not the first in the warhead loses the "Hazy Fruit", and the third mecha in the wardepartment Mick loses the "popcorn", they all have points in their hearts, and they feel that they don't have a few brushes and refuse to agree to Fat Orange's bet.

So, Fat Orange changed his direction and began to compete with others with his bare hands, that is, the general physical skills.

In the eyes of others, he is a veteran who usually kills strange beasts and kills countless people, and it is not easy to deal with a cat.

As a result, they were all defeated by the cat's paw fist.

This is still the result of Fat Orange not stretching out his claws.

During this period of time, the combat head of the twelfth squad was simply a chicken, a dog, and every day there were people with plum blossom prints on their heads and faces, not only lost the snacks to the fat orange, but also had to scold Dongfang Luonian:

"You can't even beat a cat!!"

As a result, the warhead, which was originally a little proud and a little slack, suddenly became in dire straits.

Of course, all this has nothing to do with Fat Orange, who is squatting in the office of the eldest sister Amanda.

"Fruit, what kind of weapon do you think you use?" Amanda had a headache.

As a combatant, you can't always use your bare hands, and you must always prepare some melee weapons and ranged weapons.

Because of the inconvenience of cat's paws, firearms were excluded, and for long-range weapons, Amanda designed a bracelet-like ray weapon.

Although Fat Tangerine was not very happy about the need for a ring on his right palm, for the sake of Amanda's painstaking design, he reluctantly accepted it.

But melee weapons are not easy to get, generally speaking, like Fat Orange, who uses fist and palm kung fu, most of them will be designed as fist gloves, after all, Fat Orange can't be used if it is designed as a sword, but Fat Orange refused to add various metal equipment to the cat's paw, saying that it was uncomfortable.

Fat Orange squatted on the desk dispensably, scratching his ears, and suddenly his brain opened:

"Big sister, is there a piece of metal in the warehouse?"

"Pieces of metal? Of course there is, otherwise how would our equipment be made! Amanda replied.

"How many bucks can I get?" Fat Orange asked.

"Yes, you can, what do you want a piece of metal for?" Amanda wondered, could it be that Fat Orange was going to take it back and build her own equipment?

"Yes, of course...... Grinding your claws!! ”