The system obviously doesn't want to continue talking nonsense with the bald strong.

"Sao Nian, take your update package."

Bite! Bite! Bite!

Wonderful melody.

A favorite of the bald strong.

In fact, the bald head Qiang was a little sleepy, but the surprise was still very refreshing, and the bald head Qiang worked hard to cheer up.

Open the pack!

Congratulations to the host for getting 100 gold.

What? Gone? That's gone?

100 gold coins is a lot in normal times, but it is definitely not a lot, let alone when the bald head is thinking about the 500 gold gold devil fruit

The bald head Qiang looked a little angry, and shouted dissatisfiedly, "Can you buy a Devil Fruit for 100 gold coins?" ”

Sure enough, the bald head Qiang is still thinking about his Devil Fruit.

"If you want to get rich, you must first take the task, take the task, and then do the task." The system interjects a sentence.

For the system, the bald head is strong in addition to complaining or complaining.

At this time, the bald head and strong eyes were sleepy, and the eyelids were about to collapse.

The bald head is still broad-hearted, and he directly put a big word on the bed and began to sleep.

In the early morning, the bald head Qiang slowly woke up from his sleep, he stretched his waist and sat up in a daze with a sore back, last night could be said to be the most fragrant sleep he had in so many years.

In the dream, he dreamed that he was eating the Manchu Han banquet, and at this time, the bald head touched the saliva on the corner of his mouth, and he was still reminiscing about the taste of the Manchu and Han banquet in his dream.

"Hehe, in the future, I will have the opportunity to make a Manchurian full banquet by myself, and I will eat it with my belly open." The bald head scratched his hair and smiled.

It had rained heavily last night, and the jungle had been washed clean by the heavy rain of the night, and all the leaves were covered with crystal clear raindrops.

The humid air blew in through the window, and the bald head tightened the quilt on his body, and the air was full of damp and fresh breath, which was very refreshing.

There was only the last bit of spark left in his stove, and it could be seen that basically the firewood had been burned clean, and the rest was gray-white ashes.

Looking to the side again, I found a small robot sandwiched in the center of the table and looked at the bald head with a sad face.

"Uh, Xiao Tie?"

The robot became agitated, but speechless.

The bald head was strong and scratched his head embarrassedly.

Fished out a language center from the side and inserted it into Xiao Tie's back.

"CocoCoco, please call me coco."

The bald head smiled emphatically: "Got it, Xiao Tie." ”

The little robot shrank and looked very depressed.