Chapter 3 Start of Stocking

A month flies very quickly.

Except for the second sick girl who claims to be the true eye of the evil king, who is entangled every day, Song Ying's life has not changed much.

Fortunately, doing odd jobs is enough to earn money to eat, and the free time is to meditate, organize your martial arts, and achieve a thorough understanding.

It's just one thing that is certain, the young man Sa Tai I met that day is not the male protagonist.

Although Song Ying met him a few times after that, he didn't see him have too much intersection with Little Bird You Liuhua.

In rental housing,

Song Ying, who had already earned some money on her own strength to meet the current food and clothing accommodation, ended her meditation,

Call it a day

He jumped up from the bed~ lightly.

For example, the immortal stepped on the clouds, and his body was soft ~ soft, completely contrary to the trajectory of things, and there seemed to be a light force in the dark to hold him up.

This is the subtlety of internal force, no matter how strong the external kung fu is, it can't be so chic and calm.

I was just about to go to the toilet, and suddenly I heard a voice from the badge that had not responded for a long time.

"The practical class is now over"

"It's over?" He pressed his right hand on his chest badge and asked, "Am I off work?" ”

"This world is tentatively set as the practice world of employee No. 249, and you can choose to return to repair at any time."

A whole world to yourself? It sounds good, but before the benefits are finished, the company continued, "This world, together with the staff dormitory No. 249, has absolute autonomy"

What follows is a series of operational processes.

Give a world to yourself to operate, of course Song Ying will not refuse.

But after the benefits are gone, the next thing is to continue working.

Purchase, he still remembers that Brother Liu said that he wanted to take a day off, and he needs his help to take Brother Liu's business route today.

When he came to the supermarket, he found that he was the last to come back, like Keya and the others had returned to their normal work posture, but their expressions were different when they looked at Song Ying, maybe they were also wondering what world Song Ying had arrived in, but when they worked, no one dared to talk to each other, so they would be fined.

"Uncle Niu"

When she came to the finance to receive the money, Song Ying happened to meet Uncle Niu who also came.

"Good boy, I haven't seen you for a few days and I'm strong again," Uncle Niu patted Song Ying on the shoulder and nodded with satisfaction.

Uncle Niu is still dressed like that, dressed casually, but he can't do without the long knife around his waist.

Song Ying didn't pay much attention to it before, but now it seems that this knife is a little familiar, as if he has seen it, but it is always very annoying to remember this thing, and he can't remember it when he wants to remember it, but this is not a big deal, so he naturally gave up.

"I still have to rely on Uncle Niu to take care of me more in the future," Song Ying said, "Uncle Niu, where are you going to buy goods this time?" ”

There are only three purchases in the supermarket, and there are not many goods, so in order to meet the needs of each world, it is necessary to constantly replenish stocks and develop new products in the new world. Most of the rookies like Song Ying are in the world where the development has been completed and the danger is relatively clear, so they go to procure.

Uncle Niu is naturally a world where the danger of development is unknown.

"Sell your life for the supermarket" Uncle Niu couldn't help but press the handle of the knife, as if this was the only way to make him feel at ease.

Looking at the situation, it should be a very dangerous world, Song Ying could only leave a sentence "Uncle Niu take care of yourself, pay attention to your body", and walked into finance.

Because this is a mature business route, Brother Liu has already made it clear that there is no need to make oil and water for the purchase of goods.

So this trip is hard work again.

"The Lord of the Rings? This kind of magical world, fortunately, I just went to buy it. ”

Sitting on the trailer pulled by two tall horses, and raising the long whip in his hand, Song Ying began another purchase task.

The scenery around him changed wildly, and soon he appeared in a rudimentary canyon, the tall horse was a little panicked, and the trailer almost fell off the cliff in a few slippery ways.

"Hiss~~"

Ma Ming, rolling stones, messing up.

"Why did Brother Liu choose such a place" sighed, Song Ying jumped up and jumped out of the car, his feet were like iron chisels, and the cliff walls were like tofu, and he stepped out of the pits lightly.

With a foothold under his feet that were not slippery, Song Ying quickly ran to the side of the trailer cliff and pushed it with both hands, finally stopping the trailer and the horse from falling off the cliff.

It's just that in this way, he can withstand the force of the carriage and the trailer.

Originally, this bit of power was nothing to him, but now he stepped on a vertical cliff!

The borrowing point is still stepped out by him with his feet, which is like a person standing on the edge of a cliff who has been pushed violently, and eight ~ nine times out of ten are going to fall.

Although she has a flying bracelet and will never die if she falls at this height, Song Ying doesn't want to experience cliff jumping.

In the middle of the fall, his arms were spread, and the rapidly falling figure suddenly slammed, and he glided in the air to control himself to lean against the cliff, but his hands and feet were like geckos, easily attached to it.

You Wall Gong, this is the exquisite martial arts that come with Jiuyang Divine Skill, he has studied many times before and still can't grasp the essentials, and now at the moment of life and death, it is like a blocked head suddenly being hit by a hammer, and it is instantly mastered.

Like a gecko on a wall, he climbs up quickly, sometimes as a manic climber, his fists and feet are chisels, leaving pitted footprints on the cliff face.

Finally, with a slight leap, he jumped into the carriage.

"You two, run slower this time, be careful" Song Ying flicked his long whip, and the horse that had already passed the spirit was really careful this time.

But before he could go far, he suddenly heard a shout in the distance, and the other party was not close to him, but the person was full of anger, even ordinary people could hear it, Song Ying's internal force blessed his ears, and he could already hear it clearly.

"Sir over there, please wait a minute, we need help!"

Through her excellent eyesight, Song Ying saw several small men running towards her in the distance.

and the small man followed by several black knights with long swords and riding large horses.

"Chase?"

Aragorn felt that he was very passive, but he didn't expect that the object he wanted to protect this time would be so many little gnomes?! Although they prefer to call themselves hobbits.

If Gandalf hadn't said that the Lord of the Rings had to be escorted by them, ordinary people would have been cornered into their hearts, and Aragorn would have taken the Ring to Rivendell in a more straightforward way, instead of being hunted down by the Ringwraiths with four oil bottles.

The bumpy road is naturally indescribable, Aragorn is entangled with the Ring Spirit, it is obvious that he is not an opponent, he can only carry four drag oil bottles, oh no, it is four hobbits who escaped, they were so anxious when they ran that they forgot about the horses, and they would definitely be caught up by relying on their double~ legs.

Choosing to run the cliff path was also a last resort, but fortunately he saw a carriage in the distance.

So he quickly shouted that he wanted the other party to give him and the others a ride, after all, they were acting to save Middle-earth.