Outside the city,

Wild area.

Park Bian stood on a slightly elevated dirt slope and looked at the night sky.

The sky blue during the day is light blue because of the air cover, and the sky blue at night has some purple, because there are actually two moons in the sky!

Under such moonlight, the entire air shield took on a somewhat strange color.

Park Bian has now determined that he is no longer on Earth, because Earth does not have two moons.

"Can't you go back?"

Park Bian's last bit of hope, or luck, also disappeared under the light of these two moons.

Park Bian's current location is above a pink lake, surrounded by a lowland, only here is a little height, with the lake at the back, and the other three sides are low slopes, which is a camping position with a great view.

As long as you are prepared, you can know no matter which direction people come up.

In the pink lake, fish came out of the water from time to time, but Park Bian saw that the fish was not small.

I don't know if it's lucky, when Park Bian came, this place happened to be empty, but Park Bian found that there were traces of people living here before, and the fire had not been completely extinguished.

One can imagine how powerful the survivors who were able to occupy the best camping position in the vicinity among the thousands of survivors who had been camped here before.

There are patches of tents at the bottom of the slope, if it is not in the sky, but on the earth, nine times out of ten it will be thought that those people are taking refuge, there are too many of them, and even Park Bian saw that there were survivors who hung a sleeping bag on the tree and slept on the tree like that!

Wild Zone, True to its Name!

Pu Bian took out the things he had bought in the equipment area before, tents, sleeping bags, a few pots and pans, and some spices that he didn't know what they were, worth 100 blue coins.

A busy day.

Outside the tent that was set up, Park Bianan sat on the ground, looking at the survivors fishing and cooking below, and the thoughts of Park Bian, who was smoking, drifted away.

Words are alluring... Su Lanxian.

Yan Chengcheng didn't know if he was still alive.

Park Bian analyzed that she blew up more than 11,000 blue coins with a detonator, and she should be about the same, even if her side quest was not completed, she would not be forcibly executed.

But the most important thing is whether Yan Chengcheng is still alive after the appearance of the pillar of returning light.

Words are overwhelming!

You've got to live!

Uh...

This sky blue is like a city, according to Lori, there are at least hundreds of thousands of survivors here, Pu Bian doesn't know if there are so many, but the area by this pink lake alone is densely packed with countless tents.

Living here is the same as living on Earth, everything needs blue coins, even if you just asked the clerk of the equipment store for directions, then you also received 10 blue coins from Park Bian.

This strong breath of life made me feel vaguely still on the earth, as if I was in the vegetable market downstairs in my house.

The death blow of his own talent seems to be a very powerful thing, but it seems to have a big flaw.

If you use it, you're going to be in a coma.,Well,It's also excellent.。。。。

。。。

And that unknown treatment, is it to remind yourself to develop in the direction of the nurse?

A nurse with the ability to fight?

Hehe..

Pu Bian's thoughts are a little divergent, thinking about things and thinking about things...

There were 17,000 blue coins before, but now there are more than 2,000, Luo Li said, the interval between each mission world, at most 28 days, I don't know if it is enough to support my next mission world.

Eat, drink, Lasa and live, these all cost blue coins.

I don't know what came to mind, Park Bian tugged at the corners of his mouth.

Take out the black killer, this gun comes with 60 attack power, hit your own 30 points of defense, each shot can only produce 30 points of damage. If you add your own 30 Strength Attack Damage bonus, you can deal 60 damage per shot with this gun.

This kind of power doesn't seem to be as powerful as I thought, and if it is compared to Albert's zombie battle axe, it is even worse.

Thinking of the tomahawk, Park Bian sighed, his strength and physical strength were too far apart, and he couldn't use this weapon at all now.

Do you want to sell the Black Killer and then strengthen your strength and strength?

It's just why can't the tomahawk be taken out?!!

[The item has not been notarized, and it needs to be notarized with a C-grade notary stone before it can be used.] 】

Notarization?

It's another thing that Park Bian doesn't know at all.

Park Bian's heart moved.

[The item has not been notarized, and it can only be used after notarization with an E-grade notary stone.] 】

The submachine gun and some bullets that Park Bian brought back in the ring space couldn't be taken out.

So that's it!

But it's reasonable to think about it, if every survivor can bring back items from the mission world casually, then it's a fighter nuclear bomb flying all over the sky!

It's still so hard to do the task of P, isn't it just a direct missile bomber to open the way.

Silently write down the notary stone, and I'll have to see if I can buy it tomorrow.

This was Park Bian's first night in this foreign land, and it passed.

Somewhat complicated,

Somewhat sad,

some

Expect?

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The next day, in the trading market, Park Bian got up early in the morning.

Although I don't know if I need to spend money to buy a stall, Park Bian, as a person who has lived in the Celestial Empire for more than 20 years, understands the importance of queuing too well.

The trading market is located near the square, presumably so close to the square in order to facilitate the survivors to return from the mission and deal with the harvest.

And this market doesn't look so formal, but more like the spontaneous behavior of survivors, with a carpet everywhere being a stall, and a lot of bargaining from time to time.

But no matter how loud they argued, they didn't do anything.

Because Lori told Park Bian that here, Sky Blue will block all the attacks of the survivors, even if you use a nuclear bomb, you can't kill anyone.

Here, there are no chengguan to trouble you, and there are not so many power groups looking for you to collect protection money, no one can hurt anyone, I am afraid that you will be hairy.

To be honest, Park Bian thinks it's good.

As a human being who has grown up in a sound society, Park Bian naturally hopes for a world with a sound rule of law.

You have to give what you want to get, and when you give, you will inevitably reap the rewards.

It's completely different from the earth, because on the earth, sometimes when you work hard and give a lot, you may not get anything at all.

Like what

Spare wheel~~~

Park Bian spent 10 blue coins on a stall in the corner of the market.

It's not that he doesn't want to choose a better place, but the good places are occupied by others, and it is impossible for you to use your strong strength to force others to give up their positions, and Park Bian didn't find anyone doing that.

There is only one thing in Park Bian's stall, which is three vials of T-virus booster vaccine, and he keeps two vials for backup.

As for Albert's zombie tomahawk, Park Bian hasn't figured out what to do yet.

Because he doesn't know what the price of the notary stone is, if the blue coins of the black killer are not enough to buy the notary stone, then he will have no black killer and no zombie tomahawk, then he will not be pure teasing B.

Besides, Park Bian has always felt in his heart that if he uses an axe, isn't it melee combat, isn't it the kind that has to rush to the front every time and die quickly? And if you use a black killer yourself, at least, it's a long-range!

Anyway, it seems to have improved a lot in terms of security, no?

(Park Bian is just a rookie survivor after all, and he still carries his old ideas, which is normal, isn't it!) No one will adapt to it as soon as they come to be as familiar as their own home.,Everything has to be touched slowly by Pu Bian to know whether it's right or wrong.,That's more real, isn't it?。。 ）

Park Bian walked around the market before, and didn't find anyone selling T-virus booster vaccines, not even similar ones, and originally wanted to compare prices, but now Park Bian is a little blind.

I wrote a bottle of 500 blue coins at random, and I began to close my eyes and recuperate.

I have to say that the air quality in the sky blue is very good, there is no haze and no pollution, as if those things have been purified by the air hood in the sky, and Pu Bian can even smell a faint sweetness in the air.

"Big guy, you're too expensive...

A young man in a knight's costume squatted in front of Park Bian's stall and woke up Park Bian, who was eating air.

He smacked his lips with a look of unfinished business.

It's really sweet!

Because Park Bian's booth is really a bit remote, this young man is still Park Bian's first customer.

"Then how much do you say?" Anyway, Park Bian doesn't know how many blue coins this thing should have, but the sky blue evaluation on it is 150 blue coins per bottle, and Park Bian doesn't believe it.

Anything, wholesale and retail will not be the same price.

Sky Blue is like a large manufacturer of a large company, and it is a retail store, so the price is naturally not the same. And this T-virus booster vaccine is the final evaluation reward that the entire mission world has worked so hard to get, and there is no reason why your hard work will be low.

“250？” Young people are not sure.

You're only 250!

"Not for sale!" Park Bian was not angry.

Your whole family is 250!

"Big guy, although your T-virus booster vaccine is a good thing, its restrictions are too strong, it is only effective for specific mission worlds, and your price is too expensive!"

You care about me!

After thinking about it, Park Bian still quoted a price.

"A bottle of 400."

Although Pu Bian and Xiao Zhan bought a bottle of 125 blue coins, it was not a special case!

The young man glanced at Pu Bian's expression and didn't speak again, but directly got up and picked up a walkie, said a few words, and then asked again, "1000 blue coins, how about three bottles." ”

Park Bian knew that the young man was talking about his reserve price.

As long as there is a restriction on any item, its price is usually not high, and the estimated value of this T-virus booster vaccine will not exceed 350 blue coins, otherwise Sky Blue's rating will not be so low.

Rather than smashing it in your own hands and not being able to sell it, it is better to cash in.

"Let's trade!"

The three vials of the T-virus booster vaccine on the stall disappeared, and Park Bian prompted 1,000 blue coins to be credited.

Since the only goods have been sold, Park Bian plans to look for the notary stone and see the price, but he just turned around and didn't find any notary stone for sale.

In the market, people come and go, so it's not lively.

In front of a booth dressed like a black magician in a black cloak, Park Bian finally saw someone selling notary stones.

It's just that the price is a little expensive, a C-grade notary stone actually costs 5,000 blue coins, and Park Bian's full count is only a little more than 3,000 now.

At the end of the day, the things were found, but Park Bian was a little reluctant.

Do you really want to do a melee fight?

In Park Bian's consciousness,

Melee = cannon fodder = death...

I didn't see that even the melee soldiers in League of Legends were the first to rush into the tower, and under the ray of death, they went to cut down the tower.

The stall owner saw that Park Bian stood for a long time and didn't speak, looking at himself very strangely.

“1008611？” Half-loud, it was the dark mage who broke the silence first, but his voice seemed to penetrate the mask, giving it a dull mechanical feeling.

1008611, this is a very joyful and painful number, it is Park Bian's own number, but how does this person know.

Pu Bian glanced up and down at the black mage in front of him, and asked tentatively, "Xiao Zhan?" ”

In the whole sky blue, Park Bian only used his number to contact two survivors, and only those two survivors knew their number.

It's the hot rain and the self-proclaimed god of war,

Small neuropathy.

"Sure enough, it's you!" The Dark Mage took off his mask, revealing a childish face.

This is the little battle that soared alone in front of Park Bian and Yan Chengcheng!