Chapter 4 The First Treasure Hunt (Asking for Recommendations and Collections)

When the sun created by the Human Federation rose in the east, Mu Zili stopped practicing.

stayed awake all night, but Mu Zili was full of energy and did not see a trace of tiredness.

"These five poultry plays do have their own uniqueness."

Mu Zili was amazed, and after hurriedly washing, he went to the kitchen to cook skillfully.

Squeak......

The old wooden door of the kitchen was pushed open, and Mu Zili, who was picking vegetables on the plate in front of the stove, did not look back and said, "Dad, you go to the meeting, the meal will be ready immediately." ”

There was no response behind him, only the sound of footsteps in the distance.

Mu Zili sighed, filled the porridge, and walked to the main house with the food.

There is no extra furniture in the house, only a table and two chairs, which can be said to be a home with four walls.

A withered man sat at the dinner table, his eyes hollow, like a living dead.

Even though he is very thin, his figure is still tall, giving people a great sense of oppression.

Mu Zili put the food on the table, and the man mechanically picked up the dishes and chopsticks to eat.

"Dad, the big exam is coming, and I am confident that I will do well."

The man didn't reply, Mu Zili said to himself, five years, he had long been used to all this.

"When I'm strong enough to get out, let's go and get my mother back and smash the door of that old thing."

The man finally reacted, and the eating hand paused for a few seconds before continuing.

Mu Zili sighed and said something about the academy again.

After eating, the man leaned on the reclining chair in the courtyard, looking up at the sky in a daze.

Mu Zili washed the dishes and chopsticks and said, "Dad, I'll go first, you take care of yourself." ”

The man finally hummed.

Mu Zili left the house, and his heart was full of anger, partly because he complained about his father's lack of anger, but more because he hated a stubborn old thing.

My father and mother are in love, you bad old man is nosy, don't say that you are your mother's uncle, even her deceased father can't forcibly tear down a family!

Daddy, such a promising person, became the ghost he is now after being hit.

Day you fairy board!

"I'm going to be stronger! I want to hold the powerful power! ”

Mu Zili secretly swore that he wanted to vent his anger, but when he saw the thick stone locust tree on the side of the road, he punched it over, pulled up the grass at the root of the tree, and grabbed it into powder.

"Navigator, aren't you treasure hunting? Help me search for treasures nearby? ”

The top priority is to make money, Mu Zili remembered the function of the space navigator and asked in his heart.

"Master, opening the treasure search will consume your source power according to the size of the range, please select your search range."

"Fang Yuan...... A thousand meters! Mu Zili said with a little weakness.

"You don't have enough source power."

"Five hundred meters?"

"You don't have enough source power."

Mu Zili blushed and said, "A hundred meters will be in charge!" ”

"Master, the treasure hunt function is on, consuming 80% of your source power, searching...... The search is complete, master, there is a second-level source treasure fifty meters west of you, and the target is moving. ”

Mu Zili's body suddenly weakened for a while, but when he heard this, his expression was happy, second-level source treasure!

In the era of interstellar navigation, people divided the treasures into nine levels, with the highest level and the lowest level.

The items that can become source treasures are already extraordinary, and they are already extravagant hopes for a poor disciple like Mu Zili, not to mention that they are still second-level!

"The target is moving? It can't be something of the Lord. ”

After calming down, Mu Zili was a little depressed.

At this time, there was a three-dimensional map in my mind, and a red dot was moving, which should be the second-level source treasure.

"Let's see."

Mu Zili held a hint of luck and walked west.

There was a sharp bend ahead, and a tiger's voice came: "The widow is beautiful, the widow is waves, holding the widow and climbing up the kang ......"

Mu Zi Li heard that his face was strange, and when he turned the corner, he saw a fat black boy, fifteen or sixteen years old, walking and jumping, and his snot bubbles were quite rhythmic with the rhythm of the song.

He had a pistol still with dirt in his hand.

"Two dogs! The singing is not bad! ”

Mu Zili looked at the famous silly boy in the village in front of him, his eyes fell on the gun in his hand, and his eyes were hot.

The second dog was also very happy and shouted, "Big dog! ”

Mu Zili had a black line, pulled this guy to the corner, sighed, and said, "Ergouzi, do you want to climb the king's widow's kang head?" ”

The second dog's little eyes lit up, his snot bubbles bulged, and he said, "I think about it, I have lost several pounds!" ”

Mu Zili continued to induce: "I'll give you an idea, can you give me this broken gun to play with." ”

Ergouzi stuffed the gun into his arms and said, "My family's ancestral heirloom, don't give it." ”

Mu Zili said disdainfully: "You just dug it out of the ground, who are you fooling?" Think about the widow of the king, that figure, tsk. ”

The second dog didn't know what he thought, and he said to the ground, "Tell me." ”

Mu Zili lowered his voice and said: "You go to Widow Wang's house, take off your pants when you see her, show off your majesty, and ensure that she pulls you to climb the kang!" ”

"Is that okay? I heard my mother say to Uncle Li, women like big ones, I'm like little finger there, or borrow you for me, I can see it when we took a bath in the village together, that guy ......"

Mu Zili had another black line and interrupted: "Widow Wang is different, she likes to be more delicate. ”

Ergouzi suddenly realized, stuffed the gun to Mu Zili, and ran away, and the direction was the widow's house in the east of the village.

Mu Zili picked up the gun and ran away, and only stopped when he reached the city.

In the uninhabited alleyway, Mu Zili had time to carefully look at the gun in his hand.

"This is a relic of the technological era!" Mosuo had a dark spear body, and Mu Zili's eyes were burning.

The occurrence of the Big Bang destroyed all human civilizations, and in the new era, people are constantly searching for the remaining relics, and by cracking the mysteries of these relics, they can obtain advanced technology and seek development.

The pistol in front of me is extremely hard, but it is very light, and the structure is even more complicated, although the parts are missing, it is very precise, and it looks good.

"It can be sold for a lot of money."

Mu Zili's eyes flashed, he stuffed the pistol into his arms and walked towards Xicheng, where there was the largest grocery market in Changyang City.

The source power car driven by the source stone on the street was speeding at a high speed, and Mu Zili followed the sidewalk, crossing five streets, to a huge fortress.

The fort occupies an extremely large area, with nine floors above ground and eighteen floors underground.

This is the grocery market, where the three religions and the nine streams meet, where only you can't think of it, and there is nothing you can't buy.

Mu Zili walked into the gate of the fortress, took the source power elevator, came to the eighteenth floor of the basement, and walked through the noisy and dim road to a dilapidated shop.

"Ghost old man, there's something good!"

Mu Zili entered the door of the store, and he did not resist the sour smell of the house at all.

Behind the counter, under the cluttered shelves, a ghost-like head poked out, and the big dark blue eyes were embedded in the deep eye sockets, like two ghost fires.

"What good things can you have, poor ghost!" The ghost old man's voice is very rich, and it smells of old wine.

Mu Zili snorted, crossed the counter, and saw a light curtain instrument in front of the ghost old man, on which the information of various goods transactions was scrolling.

This light curtain instrument is also a product created by people to excavate the relics of the era of science and technology, which can retrieve information from all over the world, but the cost is expensive and ordinary people cannot afford it.

Mu Zili stepped forward, and before the ghost old man could react, he quickly clicked a little below the light curtain instrument, and the picture immediately switched.

Some kind of love action passion movie is being staged in full swing, and the most primitive cries of human beings are heard.

The ghost old man did not move like a mountain, and did not feel embarrassed at all.

Mu Zili rolled his eyes, took out the pistol, and said, "It's really a good thing, a second-level source treasure!" ”

Only then did the ghost old man take his eyes off the light curtain instrument, and when he saw the pistol, his eyes lit up, and he reached out to take it.

The more he looked at it, the more pleased he became, and his wrinkled fingers rubbed against the body of the gun like caressing the skin of a beloved woman.

Mu Zili felt a chill when he saw it.

"Good stuff!" The ghost old man raised his head for a long time and said, "Are you sure you want to sell it?" ”

Mu Zili nodded and said: "Sell, it's going to be a big exam, I need money, I want to fight at the end!" ”

The ghost old man didn't ask any more, and directly took out thirty fist-sized bags and said, "Thirty thousand." ”

Mu Zili didn't return the price, because this old man seemed to be a friend of his father, he had known him since he was a child, and he had been dealing with him all these years and could be trusted.

After only accepting twenty-eight bags, Mu Zili returned the remaining two bags to the ghost old man and said, "A five-square-meter space stone." ”

"Shoot big, boy!"

The ghost old man stood up, pulled out a thumb-sized stone from the shelf, and threw it to Mu Zili.

"Spend what you need."

Mu Zili took the space stone, turned over the counter and left.

"Ghost old man, save the resources, and when I can buy a light curtain instrument one day, send me a copy."