Blood to earn!

Consume 3840ml of blue.

"That's it?" The man with the broken leg was a little distressed: "It's not been a minute." ”

The old man touched his chest, and his voice was still calm and calm: "My chest is warm, it's very comfortable." ”

Zheng Yi rubbed his hands, thinking that it would be nice if there was alcohol gel. He said:

"Don't look at the short time, the mental consumption is very high."

He held the corner of his forehead and shook it slightly, as if he would fall down at any moment.

"I've got to drink another bottle." Someone on the top of the drama also poured the second little green bottle into his mouth.

With his current capacity, he can't make up for it if he drinks it with a green bottle.

The man with the broken leg looked at Zheng Yi in surprise: "This ...... If you take it continuously, you will be poisoned. ”

Zheng Yi [insighted] himself, and there was no problem.

The old man walked to the side and did three or four squats, and then five or six push-ups, his chest rising and falling violently, but his heart still felt good. Only then did he believe that he had really been cured, and turned to Zheng Yi and said, "Thank you."

Zheng Yi collected the money, said goodbye to the generous father and son, and walked towards the market.

He was carrying a huge sum of 500 yuan, which was more than the foreign debt owed by Lao Banzhang yesterday. Lao Banzhang was already a fool when he picked up a cockroach, and he only earned it in a few minutes.

There are also two additional bottles of spiritual restoratives.

and the use of skills to the next level.

It's like a thunderbolt falling from the sky, creating a "level-up"!

It's so refreshing!

……

……

P4021 also has a more colloquial name: Canned Bunker.

The sanctuary here specializes in canned goods of all kinds, so there are more freely tradable cans here.

Zheng Yi is still unaware of the economic ecology inside the shelter, nor how the surface and underground economies interact and operate. However, he knew that the dungeon did not use currency, otherwise the young siblings would not even have a little cash.

The main commodity of the canning fort is canned food. This is a necessity for people on the surface, so it has driven a large area of related markets. A variety of industrial products, crops, and handicrafts can be seen here.

Crops from the dungeons don't attract Zheng Yi, he cares more about industrial products.

The industrial products here can be clearly divided into two categories, and the stupid, big, black and coarse ones are all surface imitations, and it is not certain whether they are safe or not. The exquisite and beautiful ones are made by the shelter, which is not only safe and reliable, but can even function normally for a long time.

Zheng Yi looked at it row by row, and there was nothing that made Ah's eyes shine. Just as he was about to give up, he saw a silver-white watch, delicate and beautiful. As a surgeon, he has a strong sense of time, but after arriving here, his watch was snatched by the Black Hand.

"How much does this watch cost?" Zheng Yi asked.

The stall owner glanced at Zheng Yi and wanted to determine if he was really rich. It took a full five seconds before he spoke:

"Three hundred."

Zheng Yi was taken aback, but the watch was originally a frugal thing. Some watches are purely sold as a brand. He suddenly thought of the child who was studying mechanical design, so he took out the communicator and clicked on the call.

The small display on the flip cover actually appeared on the portrait of a young man.

Zheng Yi really didn't expect this thing to be able to video, and after looking carefully, he saw a small thing that looked like a camera.

"Help me see how much this watch is worth."

Zheng Yi switched the camera, and the silver-white watch appeared on the display.

The young man said, "What's the function?" Can true solar time and latitude and longitude be calculated? ”

Zheng Yi felt that the young man was really an engineering dog, and this thinking was very strong. He looked calmly at the stall owner, who should have heard the voice over the communicator. The stall owner waved at him, indicating that he would not do the business anymore.

Zheng Yi switched back to the camera and said, "It doesn't seem to work." ”

The young man was thinking about something so much that it looked like it was stuck.

"I have a classic astronaut work watch." The young man said, "But I don't need money, I need you to come with me to save someone." He survived, and I'll give you the table. ”

Although Zheng Yi was surprised, he didn't mind. His job is to save people, and he enjoys it. If saving people can make your life better and your mood better, why not?

"You can go and see it...... Wait a minute. Zheng Yi asked, and suddenly saw someone walking towards him, and he looked like a bad comer. He was about to turn around and leave, when several sturdy physicals came out behind him and cut off his back.

Zheng Yi cut the camera out and pointed it at the comer, so that he could leave a witness.

"I'm the Vault Surface P4 Regional Liaison." The visitor coldly showed Zheng Yi a glass bottle.

Floating in the bottle is a blue-light totem patched together by mechanical gears, spinning in a strange curve, I don't know what it means.

"This is the Vault Enforcement Bureau's logo, and I suggest you cooperate with the action." In the communicator, the young man said to Zheng Yi.

The middle-aged man holding a glass bottle said, "I suggest you follow your friend's advice. His face was still cold, but his voice was tainted with the heat of the desert.

This is probably the first or second generation of exiles hired by the Vault.

"No problem." Zheng Yi pretended to be relaxed.

The visitor put away the bottle and took out an electronic pen that looked like a thermometer:

"Someone has reported that you are a high-level transcendent in Sequence 6, and I need to check. Before that, you can make a legal declaration. If you give up the last chance to file, you will face mandatory provisions. ”

- There are so many murderers and rapists here, no one cares, but they are staring at me as a doctor.

Zheng Yi sighed and decided to take a gamble: how far can the constraints he face after declaring and the mandatory clause be different?

Zheng Yi stretched out his hand and tried to collect his spiritual power. With his interpretation of the transcendent knowledge that poured into the brain, to determine whether a person is transcendent, one can compare the genetic map. In order to specifically determine the sequence locus of transcendentals, one can only set a measure of mitochondrial performance in terms of mitochondrial performance.

For example, mitochondrial energy release is 1 is sequence 9, and energy release is 2 is sequence 8...... And so on.

Since the spirit body is the support of the genetic ability, then the withdrawal of the spirit should be able to suppress the mitochondrial release and suppress it from sequence 2 to the low sequence.

Zheng Yi's mental limit contracted, and he even gave up the perception of the body surface.

Ong！

The world suddenly stood still, and all sounds were frozen into the sound of ong.

Zheng Yi inadvertently entered the spirit state, broke free from the shackles of the physical body and flew towards the starry sky.

This time it was easier than the last time I used [Eyes of the Gods], and the infinite whispers became bearable.

Zheng Yi soon crossed the starry sky, penetrated the world membrane, flew over the realm of seven lights, and flew into the gray mist space.

The huge hourglass of gray mist still stood there, and the sand mist that fell was about a tenth of all of it.