"Hey, buddy, why don't you sell the nameplate to your comrades, what are you doing hiding it?" A soldier who stopped eating noodles was obviously interested in the nameplate and wanted to take the opportunity to get a rare goodie.

"If there is, I am willing to give you a few, but we also have this goods, and we really can't give them to the brothers." The cactus said to the soldier.

After hearing this, the soldier continued to fight against the bowl of ramen in front of him.

You have to take your time when it comes to nameplates. The cactus sat down facing Takishuang and asked for a bowl of yak meat ramen, and Lu Jiaer sat next to him and asked for a bowl of roasted rice and a bowl of noodle soup, and everyone began to chew it.

Half an hour later, when Lugar saw that the cactus was still in trouble, he said goodbye to him, and went to the weapons shop by himself, and as he walked along the road, he held a steel nameplate in his hand, which shone with a serious unknown light, as if he were looking at something new, and as if he had picked up a nugget of gold, and then he disappeared into the crowd.

The four of them, who had reunited, paid the thirty dollars and left. At this time, each of them only had two hundred and seventy yuan in their pockets. When they first entered the battlefield, each person received a living allowance of 300 yuan, which is a newly released silicon coin from the K-Land Alliance, that is, a banknote made of pure silicon, which is particularly wear-resistant and easy to obtain. The allowance was placed in the uniforms issued to them, and they all found it when they were feeling in their pockets, and the officers did not explain it in detail at that time. The cactus used thirty now, and that's all there was left.

They came to the roof of a tall building, and downstairs was a place where armed warplanes were sold. The wind is crisp on the rooftop, and you can also open to the image of a holographic nebula in the sky.

Takishuang took out a nameplate from his pocket, grabbed the chain of the nameplate in his hand, and handed it to the cactus, who took it and counted it, there were eighteen in total, but there was really no place to put it, so they all hung around their necks.

"So you want to bring a necklace, and you brought eighteen of them, which is really personal." Takishuang said without a match.

"Hehe, do you still have the gun with you?" The cactus saw that his companions were still carrying their sniper rifles, but it was not surprising in such a war-torn city.

The friends chatted for a while, all about the task they had just done not long ago. Talking for a while, it's not lively.

Late at night, the partners have to go back to the dormitory to sleep.

"Let's go back to sleep, how about you? Cactus? Moon Dance asked with concern, obviously he didn't know that there was a soldier's apartment in Lu Dao.

"Oh, I'll be back later, there's something to do, a trip to the battleship." Until then, Cactus guessed that Jora's figure was there, and he must have been bored staying on the airship, even swimming had boring times. So he wanted to go back and stay with Jora on the battleship for a while.

But the moon dance sky is very stubborn, and insists on pulling the cactus to the apartment. The cactus couldn't resist it, so he followed, he wanted to wait for the moon dance to fall asleep before going out, to ask about the Ruola nameplate.

They walked to a building directly north of the outer ring of the pedestrian street, and the cactus looked up to the sky, at least it was 800 meters high, and the lights on the upper floor were faintly visible, and it was obvious that there were many people living there.

In the hall of the apartment, the service staff scanned the irises of the partners and divided them into four rooms.

The partners' rooms are arranged in a row, with four bedrooms on the same floor, all adjoining each other.

After all, it was midnight, and after leaving the ball of information provided by physiological energy, sleepiness immediately hit.

The four of them said hello and opened the door and entered.

It was a nice single room, with neat white sheets spread on a blue bed, and the cactus jumped into the bed with a single leap.

"Hey, lazy pig, don't sleep, there's something else going on." Jora's voice was so absent that only the cacti could hear it in the room.

"I'm not a pig." The cactus covers its face under the covers. He had long known that Ruora had been following him until Jora's body might be able to pass through the dimensional level to another dimension, and observe anything in his dimension in a higher dimension.

"Okay, you're not a pig, you're a pig's trotter." Jora teased him.

At this moment, the cactus, who seemed to be about to fall asleep, jerked up from the bed and rubbed his eyes, as if he had reluctantly gotten up after a good night's sleep.

"Is it about a brand?" In the words of the cactus, he said what he was going to do soon, and he had already vaguely guessed what was in the nameplate, otherwise how could it be so noteworthy? Not only the soldiers of the ramen restaurant, but also Jora, who is a mysterious digital being, will never forget this.

As soon as Ra raised his hand, the eighteen nameplates in the cactus' neck flew up silently, as if they were out of the gravity of Fidel's city.

"Let me see, okay, okay, it's enough for you to refine once, it's enough for you to immortalize once. Look again, well, the experience of apotheosis is not enough. Jora said something inexplicable.

"Hey, this three-star Major General Luo Lei has a teleportation skill, you are picking up the treasure, but it's only within a hundred meters, hey, it's enough, anyway, it's an air battle now, and you don't need the skills on the ground early." If you might save your life, you might still be able to save your life. Jora said something inexplicably wonderful.

Next, Jora looked up at the cactus and said, "It's time for your battlefield burner to come in handy." ”

The cactus looked at a small chip that shimmered blue light just under the skin on his wrist, and he didn't know what this thing was, and it was given the name of a battlefield burner.

Jora didn't float in the air like she was in an information ball, but walked on the ground like a normal person, and her clothes didn't float up on their own, everything looked like an ordinary little girl, but she had something in her head that no one else knew.

She walked into the cactus, and her white pink hand handed the cactus a nameplate, "Say, just stick the sign on it." ”

The cactus stretched out his hand and handed it to his eyes to look at it, on which were engraved the two sons of Luo Lei, which were obviously the first trophies he and his companions harvested, and his heart was full of memories of that battle.

Then he watched as Jora did what he meant, and after attaching the nameplate, he let it go again, and the nameplate was sucked in.

The nameplate's chain hangs under the arm.

When the nameplate and the recorder chip were separated by a layer of skin, he felt that the blood around him was flowing rapidly, and the blood in the blood vessels penetrated into this skin, and blood oozed outward around this skin.

The blood slowly flew out of his skin, conguting eight tiny blood cells around the nameplate, forming a rectangle. The four blood cells then landed on top of the nameplate, enveloping it and infiltrating the inside of the nameplate.

After a while, there was no movement. The cactus thought curiously about the scene just now, and wanted to see what would happen next.

Less than fifty seconds later, the nameplate broke away from Fidel's gravity, and its chain floated, disintegrating in the air and combining into a metal quill.

A drop of bright red blood flowed from inside the nameplate, forming a page of bloody paper in front of the quill, on which the quill quickly carved a line of words: Authorized.

Then the page of blood reverted to a relatively large drop of blood, but only a blood cell the size of a thumb. Flew to the forehead of the cactus and penetrated into it.

Ten seconds later, the cactus felt a series of memories in his head, and countless battle scenes that he had never experienced appeared in his mind one by one. It's like going through an unknown number of years of war in an instant.

It was actually ten seconds, but he felt like he knew a little more about the war outside the boundary.

Even the images of the planets full of life being attacked and destroyed by Luo Lei in his mind all came to mind.

Then, there was an extra consciousness in his head, and the vague sensation was called teleportation.

The cactus was in the mood to give it a try, imagining that she was now in the bedroom next door.

As a result, the cactus is missing. But Jora sat slowly on a chapter desk in this bedroom, waiting for the cactus to return. The cactus opened its eyes and saw that it was in a place where there was no light, and only heard a movement on the bed in this room. He immediately thought of what the situation was, and said in his heart: "Is there any mistake, Moon Dance Cangtian and Luo Bing are creating people, how can you disturb them, let's slip away first." ”

So there were only two people left in the room who were making people.

"Luo Bing, I seem to have heard something."

"What's going on in this room besides us? Hurry, concentrate, hurry. ”

When Jora saw the cactus returning, he looked uncertain. At this time, the cactus couldn't help but sigh that it would be nice to find a girl one day, and to hapi every night, but if it was every day, maybe it would be a little less. The cactus had an uncertain look on his face, and when he saw Jora, his face immediately straightened.

"Okay, you have teleportation, it's only within a hundred meters, but then we have more important things."

The cactus saw Ruola pick up a large handful of nameplates, and thought to himself that the one just now had drawn so much blood, didn't this big handful drain the blood?

But in the cactus's head, a string of numbers appeared, and this number was 12,800,000. He couldn't guess the meaning of the number, and looked at Jora suspiciously.

"The kara value you have now is the number in your head, and the kara you get now is enough for you to refine once, but there are still a lot of loot for you, I want you to meditate twice in a row and become an immortal-level warrior." Jora said excitedly.

Although the cactus has not yet understood what it is trying to do, it has a concept in its head, which seems to be a kind of life evolution or something.

Seeing a hint of understanding in the cactus's heart, Jora continued: "This is the evolutionary enlightenment, and after your life is enlightened and evolved, you will have an incredible amount of strength, and the amount of strength of each warrior is different, as if every leaf is different. ”

"That means I'm going to have to burn Raqqa many times like this before I can do what you said?" The cactus thought for a while and said.

Jora nodded, and handed the seventeen nameplates in her hand to the cactus.

The starry sky in the middle of the night was so bright that the holograms over Fidel's city were turned off, reflecting the beauty of the constellation in which he was located.

There is no sun, so there is no day or night. The difference is that PM6:00~AM6:00 on the Fidel tactical timescale is the time to refract the nebula, so it is even night. The rest of the time, it's the time to turn off refraction and turn on virtual sunlight. In general, the sky here is somehow more beautiful than that of the earth, because it is closer to the splendid universe. After all, the place where the solar system is located is the edge of the Milky Way. And this city is deep in the vast universe, a small nebula in a large nebula.

The sky was white, and the cactus had already finished burning seventeen nameplates, and each burning took too much time.

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I'm sorry I haven't updated it for two days.,I'm going to hit two more in the future.,I hope there's no variable~~~.