On the eve of the autumn harvest celebration, in the Beishitai District of Changteng Town, the sudden uproar did not gradually dissipate until about two o'clock in the morning because of the return of a large number of high-level magic warriors. As for the barbecue stalls that the children tossed out on a whim, apart from a few small fights, there were no major incidents, and there is no doubt that these games ended in the children winning. After all, the magic warriors of the high ring who don't know this group of little ancestors, only the magic warriors of the low ring can't tell the difference between the southeast and the northwest after drinking high, so they will be reckless and provocative.

But the adults who had eaten, drank, and had fun going home to rest, and the older kids had no time to spare after sending the younger ones back to school, and each team of five began to sort through the information they had gathered and complete the extra homework of whether or not they would be able to see the Spitfire Theater Troupe perform tomorrow.

However, Lilmeller, the backbone of the Shining Scale group, has other things to do, and that is to settle accounts. After all, the profit earned tonight is the basis for finding Lady Purple Feather to exchange for copper coins tomorrow. However, the situation was not promising, and when the final result appeared, Lilmeler furrowed his delicate eyebrows, recalled the ticket price in the pictorial, and found it a little awkward.

More than 300 people worked hard in one night to earn only the equivalent of 150 copper coins, and it was still the official price comparison at that time. Add up the number of the little ones in the school and the big kids who returned to the crocodile territory today, and the total is almost four hundred. Although the above amount crossed the threshold of 40 copper coins for all third-class seats, it was quite far from the 400 copper coins for all second-class seats.

It is not surprising that children's ability to work is already weak, and their hearts are beating, even if they are simple work, there are still many problems, resulting in low efficiency. Especially the first-year freshmen, there are many cases of stealing food, and the older children have to turn a blind eye after a little reprimand. After all, the eldest children knew in their hearts that earning money from this event was secondary, and the core purpose was to enhance contact and recruit subordinates in the future.

"The last time you went to see a theater performance, what class were you seated, and what was the seating arrangement in the theater?" Lilmele thought about it for a long time, but decided to ask about the difference in seats.

Flashing Scales scratched his hair, picked up the pen and sketched it on the paper, Lilmolle looked at it for a moment, his face changed again, and confirmed: "Only so few seats?"

On the schematic map of the venue, according to the number of rows, there are only more than 500 seats, and according to the distance from the stage, they are distributed in four circles of about 120 degrees.

"It's too far away to hear the actors. Shining Scales replied as a matter of course.

Lilmolle choked and sighed, "Blame me for not asking sooner." ”

"Is there a problem?" Shinky asked, drawing strange glances from those around him.

"Your brain doesn't have to get moldy anymore!" said Lilmoller, poking his fingers at the scaly forehead and grimacing.

"The theater troupe is a new thing for the crocodile collar, and the ticket price is not high, so many people will definitely buy tickets to watch it tomorrow. According to the normal time of a show, only two shows can be arranged in a day, and a thousand tickets are simply not enough for the people in the town. Not to mention that there are nearly 400 of us children. Lilmoller wrote a few numbers next to the diagram so that Flashscale could understand, and finally the tip of the pen tapped on the paper, and guessed: "When I wanted to come to the Spitfire Circus to make a plan, there was probably a mistake in terms of intelligence." ”

Another teenager followed this line of thought, connected the situation inside and outside the crocodile collar, and guessed the facts: "The news that our Changteng Town has become rich probably came from the mouth of the Xu Qin merchants. Then most of the spies of the Spitfire Theater Troupe are also following the Xu Qin caravan, and when they investigate the consumption power of Changteng Town, they will inevitably not be able to ask about the situation of the ironworks, cement kilns, and magical workers of the construction company. ”

"If the investigation is clear, I probably won't be able to get out of the crocodile collar. Lilmoller smiled and put the diagram aside, a few words had already made her think about the general situation, and found that in fact, this was not a big problem at all, just like doing business, how could there be a situation where the seller disliked the business too well. Although the pictorial propaganda is only performed for one day, as long as there is money to be made, the Spitfire Theater Troupe will stay and perform for three or five days in a row, and they will wake up laughing in their dreams. Speaking his mind and getting the approval of his teammates, Lilmoller clapped his hands and brought the conversation back to business.

The five of them discussed the results of the questionnaire summed up, scratching their ears and cheeks, or frowning and groaning, and of course, some dozed off, such as flashing scales. Considering this kind of thing, Shining Scale never interjected, so everyone tacitly agreed not to disturb people's dreams.

In terms of age, older children are only about the first year of junior high school, and something as complex as a monetary system is still too advanced for them, not to mention the hideous face it displays as an economic means to achieve a specific purpose. Even if it is the information explosion, Baidu uses the earth casually, such a topic cannot fall on a few junior high school students. I have to say that Ms. Purple Feather has too high expectations for her children.

The discussion quickly reached an impasse, and with the rush of sleepiness, Lilmaul and the others yawned, the data in their hazy eyes became blurry, and their brains became a mess.

"Let's go wash our faces!" Lilmele slammed the table three times, waking everyone up.

The autumn night was cool, and the water in the barrel carried a three-point chill, dispelling the sleepiness of the five people, and they sat back in their positions, but they were still silent. Flashing scales looked left and right, as if he felt guilty for not speaking, cleared his throat, and said, "In my opinion, whether it is paper money, iron coins or copper coins, they are all harmful. ”

The four of them were all stunned, casting anticipatory glances.

Flashing Scales didn't expect the four of them to react like this, and finally said what he thought in his heart: "Because Jiao Ming is a bad guy, what he came up with is naturally also bad." ”

Lilmolle frowned and groaned, but someone else retorted: "Blue Python City also has earth-based condensate agglomeration as currency, this is not Mr. Jiao Ming's invention. ”

Flashing scales' lips moved, but he couldn't think of a rebuttal, so he had to tilt his head: "I'm done!"

Lilmolle clapped his hands, blocked the rebutter's words, and proposed, "Let's do a little experiment and see if we can see something." ”

"I love experimentation. Flashscals couldn't change the subject, of course, and immediately received the task of going out to pick up some pebbles. When Shining Scale returned to the room, the other four people had already been assigned the approximate duties, Lilmoller was the owner of the entertainment center, Ms. Purple Feather, and the other person was the seven-ring magic warrior who moved stones, and the three people, including Shining Scale, were ordinary people who earned paper money and low-ring magic warriors.

The humble game of playing house is based on real copper money and virtual stone goods, and gradually runs, as this little experiment progresses, Lilmore's brows are furrowed more and more, and the other three are also thoughtful, only the shining scales are very happy, and they are still lamenting that Lilmoler has not played this kind of game with him for a long time.

"Don't you notice that the banknotes in your hand are becoming less and less valuable?" Lilmoller sighed, and asked the smiling Scales.

Flashing pouts, but still recalled the few transactions just made, nodded and concluded: "The stones in exchange are indeed getting fewer and fewer, do you want me to go out and pick up some more?"

The four of them were all helpless, and grabbed the shining scales who got up to leave, saying that they didn't need to sit at all, boss. However, when the fish belly turned white in the east, the flashing scales finally got their wish and went out on errands, providing something new for this little experiment: sorghum rice, so as to make this experiment closer to reality. Unfortunately, with each person reducing the grain of rice per round, Shining Scale was quickly 'starved to death', and then lay down to sleep.

The four of them played for a while, but only two of them persevered to the end, as for which two 'identity' people survived, naturally there is no need to say much. After cleaning up their things, the four of them began to make some drafts, because the aristocratic junior magic academy has an education in this area, and the format is not unfamiliar, but the content is a little difficult to grasp. The first draft was completed, and he decided to make changes after breakfast, so he woke up and went out together.

On the dining table, the little maid with flashy scales ran over and brought a message to the five people: the teleportation network was open to ordinary people last night, and the crocodile family had arranged for a number of craftsmen from the south to enter the cow dung pond area.

"Pay attention to table etiquette! Don't mention something so disgusting. Shining Scales dissatisfied.

"Yes...... But ......" the little maid was at a loss, and lowered her head to rub the corners of her skirt.

Lilmele nudged Scale's arm, his eyes gesticulating. Flashing scales scratched his head, tangled, after all, his mother, Ms. Finshorn, was like this at home, and finally couldn't stand the eyes of the four people and the sobbing sound of the little maid, so she simply picked up the little maid in her arms, coaxed her softly, and even forcibly fed her, which can be described as a lily blooming.

After the little maid eased her emotions, Lilmolle confirmed the news again, and then said happily: "In this way, Sister Xiaoshi will also come back today!"

Shining Scales cheered, and the other three smiled. In the Autumn Harvest Celebration, the most important festival of the crocodile collar, it is a pity to be separated from Sister Xiaoshi.

After eating, the five of them and a small tail circled around the new-style concrete-framed building, breathing in the cool air to refresh themselves, but they met another five-person group, chatted cautiously, and went back to the room to revise the first draft of the report. After revising the draft, I went to the transmission network unhurriedly, because Mr. Jiao Ming's work and rest habits are also well-known to everyone. However, Xiaoshi's popularity is still good, and several other groups received the news and also made such a judgment, and met the flash scale group unexpectedly.

When Xiao Shi came out of the teleportation array room, the big children immediately surrounded him, and the flash scales relied on the advantage of the ring number, rushed to the front, and directly lifted Xiao Shi above his head, as if holding a victory in the laughter and began to flee victoriously.

And what happened next went more than expected. The Flash Scale Group became six people, and then went to the school together to pull up the green worm and other ten younger brothers, and made the final collation and transcription of the report, and sent it to Mrs. Purple Feather. While waiting for the results, Xiaoshi didn't want to waste time, so she proposed to go to the veterans' rehabilitation center next to the school to start prosthetic surgery. At this time, Shining Scale slapped his thigh and shouted that this could be charged, and Heishi and the others thought of the gap in the funds in all the second-class seats, and immediately joined the discussion, and thought that this was a good way. Lilmollerben disagreed with this human trial of stepping on the line, but seeing the excitement of everyone around him, he had to reserve his opinion.

A group of children rushed straight to the veterans' rehabilitation center, swept through the crowd and locked on to the target, grabbed a five-ring magic warrior with a broken leg who was exercising, and pressed it on the bluestone next to him.

Of course, the man was stunned in the face of such a scene, surrounded by a group of little ancestors with knives, and naturally had bad associations, and when he found out the future heir of his family from the crowd, he asked in a slightly trembling voice: "Young Master, what is this for? I don't taste good." ”

"Don't worry, it's a good thing!" Little Warren patted the man's belly as comfort, but reminded again: "It may be painful, bear with it, don't howl too loudly and embarrass the family." ”

When the man heard this, his face distorted for a while, and finally nodded. Seeing that there was a bustle to see, the disabled people next to him naturally limped around, hooked their shoulders and stabilised their bodies, and there were many discussions.

And the operation began with the earth-shattering howl of the 'unlucky' magical warrior. First, the skin of the broken leg was cut with a knife, and the muscle tissue, tendons, and broken bones were found, and under the stimulation of such severe pain, the magic warrior instinctively communicated with the water magic medium, and the super healing ability of the flesh was displayed, and the various body tissues at the broken wound seemed to have their own life, vibrating at the same frequency as the heart.

This unexpected reaction not only did not hinder the surgery, but made the connection work smoother, and the muscles and skin grew almost impatiently on the transparent soil condensate. When the two are fully connected and the first step is over, Xiao Shi breathes a sigh of relief, and the miserable howl of the magic warrior finally stops.

"Didn't you endure it?" warren complained dissatisfiedly.

The man gasped for breath, covered with cold sweat, and defended: "It really hurts." ”

"Maybe our methods are too rough, try it with iron chopsticks next time. The blood-covered Shining Scales said that it was the bare hands that picked out and identified the tissues exposed in the newly opened wounds, which could be described as the main culprit for increasing the patient's suffering.

As for the kung fu of speaking, Xiao Shi has bonded the condensate connecting the muscles and tendons to the root of the calf part, so that it can be straightened and closed at the junction with the thigh bone as the axis. The knees are partially completed, the calves are faster, after all, there is no other internal structure, just a shape, no different from a wood carving.

Of course, the structure of the human knee is very complex, but this is only a prosthetic limb that can achieve the basic walking function, the structure is much simpler, and the principle is exactly the same as a rope pulling a stick.

Although the body of the five-ring magic warrior cannot be regenerated, it is already quite terrifying, and less than five minutes after the operation, this man can already walk with a limp, although it is not elegant, but this undoubtedly means that the experiment was successful. Predictably, the money is rolling in.