At the end of the race, the camp won the first place with 21,460, only 350 miles away from the second place.

She picked her up, teleported her back to the city center, and came to the municipal building as soon as possible.

Skillfully controlling the data center desk at his fingertips, the first to prohibit the people of the Streamer Hall from not allowing consignment, and only then began to set the tax for each copy.

There is such a cheating option to prohibit people from consignment, and it is also due to those camps that often ruin other people's game experience, and the game specially gives the right to the administrator in order to sanction these people.

By the way, motivate the camps to participate in the competition.

It is forbidden to consign, which literally means, any item needs to be checked in to bring back to the camp, and after being banned, it is equivalent to going to a dungeon tour, and nothing can be brought back.

I'm afraid that they will find someone to help transport things, so after the scenery is set up, write it in the message slip below to enter the copy.

If anyone helps the people of the Streamer Hall to carry supplies, we will go to your camp as a guest, and I hope that the mayor will be optimistic about his citizens.

This message will be swiped out as soon as you enter any dungeon, including the war zone, and no one will say that they haven't seen it.

Previously, they went to the war zone to take down the occupiers, also to control the consignment of the war zone, because the management of the camp battle did not include the war zone.

It's just a while, and the scolding that had just stopped in the world started again, and everyone was a person from the Streamer Palace.

They went to the dungeon to brush up the supplies and came back to repair the house, but the result showed a blacklist and was not allowed to consign.

He was so angry that he scolded on the spot.

When I saw the winning camp, I instantly felt extremely aggrieved.

The two people who were greeted by the world appeared in the university copy casually, not caring about the filthy language at all, and happily brushing the copy.

After brushing up on the daily tasks, I took a look at the time.

It was seven o'clock, it was already dawn, and he was ready to go to work.

Under his reminder, Tang Ni also noticed the time, and snuggled in his arms with reluctance.

Her coquettishness pleased Jingjing, picked her up and turned around, and approached her face: "You have to remember to eat on time at home, don't be like yesterday, you know?" ”

Tang Ni nodded violently and took the initiative to kiss him on the lips: "Hmm." ”

After going out, Zhu Jing went to take a shower first, and changed into formal clothes before approaching her.

Rubbing her hair with attachment, she was very reluctant: "Baby, I'm leaving, you have to miss me." ”

The sound of his heart beating her eardrums shook her eardrums, and Tang Ni limply helped him tie his tie, despite how hot and bright his eyes were.

Jingjing's heart was beating like thunder, clenching her hand, and her voice seemed to be a little hoarse full of melancholy, "Wife..."

Tang Ni raised his head and met his inky eyes, shocked by the deep feelings inside.

The man trapped her in a corner and couldn't wait to kiss her on the lips, "You look like a wife like this... Belong to my wife..."

With a rare reassurance attached to his chest, Tang Ni felt his aura surrounding, closed his eyes and felt it: "I...... will miss you. ”

Jingjing was shocked, and he couldn't help but raise his head to look at her, and hugged her tightly: "Can you speak?" It's so good, my baby has such a nice voice! ”

Snuggled up to each other for a while, and the scenery was about to go out.

Reluctantly glanced at the person who sent him to the door: "I'll be back early, baby, wait for me." ”

Tang Ni sighed and stepped forward to give him a parting kiss: "Hmm." ”

Seeing him off, Tang Ni changed his sadness, ate breakfast as he instructed, and went upstairs while drinking a carton of milk.

In the evening, he kept his promise and returned an hour early.

The people of the Streamer Hall changed from angry scolding at the beginning to complaining to the whole service, and they all sent out loudspeakers to say that they would quit.

The weaker side can always get the mercy of everyone, and some people who don't know the truth have begun to feel sorry for them, and in turn accuse the official department of bullying.

Innocent and evil, she went to ask her brother for help, but was fiercely refused.

It's over, they don't have armor now, they can only be shot by monsters like novices and die.

A large number of camp members have been lost, from a large camp of more than 60 people to less than 30 new camps.

From time to time, the camp was attacked by zombie waves, and they struggled to defend with the few guns they had left, but they were still breached one by one.

Prosperity plummeted and eventually turned negative, with no donations for monthly camp supplies and no sales for all inner-city staff.

You should know that there are some materials that are only available in the camp shop

PCs can only buy it, they can't even make guns now.

Their attack power has dropped, and those former enemies have come to the door, making the already dilapidated camp even more difficult to save.

In the past month, the people of the Streamer Hall have been living in dire straits.

When the management of one month expired, the people of the Streamer Hall thought that they could finally see hope, and then the next month it was Tang Ni who won the championship.

They still can't ship supplies.

The dilapidated camp finally failed to hold out and was disbanded.

The prompt sound of completing the task sounded in his mind, and Tang Ni paused, continuing to wipe his wet hair.

It's been almost two months, and the mentally retarded man leaves early and returns late every day, sometimes even coming back at 10 o'clock at night.

She was a little worried about whether he had gone out to do something.

However, seeing his tired eyebrows and eyes every night, as well as the faint smell of wine on his body, Tang Ni still decided to be considerate of him and not ask about the situation.

Thankfully, I have been practicing speaking with him for the past two months, and I am already very familiar with him and can speak easily.

The door was pushed open, and a black figure lunged at her, knocking her down on the soft bed.

Tang Ni keenly smelled the smell of wine on his body, sighed helplessly, and stroked the head buried in her neck: "Why did you drink again?" ”

A certain head was like a cat, rubbing her neck, and her voice was a little aggrieved: "Hmm~ Those old immortals thought I was a bully, and they formed a group to bully me, but it's okay, I took revenge." ”

Tang Ni sighed, let him sit on the bed, and helped him take off his coat: "My husband is really amazing." ”

Someone was not honest, and struggled to step forward and pouted and kissed her: "Wife, I want to kiss~"

Wiping away the saliva on his face, Tang Ni slapped his head violently: "Sit down honestly!" ”

Every time he finished drinking, he was like this, not only was it sticky and annoying, but he also resisted beating, so that she had no way to take him.

Zhujing was slapped in the face, and aggrievedly stepped forward to hug her waist and told how much he had been wronged at home, saying that he couldn't let her finish taking off her coat.

Tang Ni couldn't, coaxed a child, half-coaxed, half-forced to take care of his funeral, and dragged the koala hanging on her body to the bathroom to release water.

After waiting for him to take a bath, Tang Ni was so tired that she lay on the bed, what kind of sin did she create!

looked at the man who was asleep in her arms and still hooked his lips, and pulled the quilt on the side to cover him.

The next day, Tang Ni was still drowsy, and the man who knew Suosuo woke up.

An irritated kick kicked him away, rolled over, and continued to sleep on his stomach.

I vaguely heard him snort arrogantly, ignoring her sleepiness, holding up her waist and eating directly.