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This night was still safe, Mu Shao'an chopped some wood in the first half of the night, and found a random place to sleep in the second half of the night, the flowing stream was as wonderful as a lullaby. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

But the next morning, when the thief Sylvin crept to a distance of thirty meters, Mu Shaoan still jumped up instantly, and the short sword grazed this guy's ear and threw it.

"Mu-Mr. Mu, I, I have no malicious intent. For a moment, Silvin's face turned white with fright, and his whole body trembled, not because he was timid, but in fact, at that moment, he seemed to smell the breath of death, which was so close at hand.

"I know, so you're still alive now, who asked you to come?" Mu Shaoan asked lightly.

"I-" Sylvin opened his mouth before stammering, "Mr. Mu, we, we're not going to question you, that's right, we all think, maybe, maybe we can keep that orc, although his name is a bit interesting, but-"

"I'm asking you, who told you to come, Ilda?"

"Uh, this, Ilda she's still resting, oh no, Ilda doesn't agree with us, but we-" Sylvin said again in a slump of words.

"Didn't you hear what I said clearly?Who asked you to come?" Mu Shaoan frowned slightly, he thought he understood what was going on, but the problem was not this, black girl Ilda, this little leader who had been promoted by himself in the line of fire didn't seem to be able to suppress the others.

"Yes—it's Teda, but it's not just him, everybody thinks so, so much. Sylvin finally mustered up a little courage.

"Well, I see, you little money-grubbing thing, I'm going to kill you sooner or later, okay, that's it, go back and tell those guys to stay quiet for me, if that orc doesn't leave before noon today, I'll cut off his head and kick it as a ball!"

Mu Shaoan said coldly.

Sylwin's face turned pale, and he eventually left in frustration.

But it didn't wait for noon, and soon after the sun came out, the orc left scolding, and never caused trouble.

Mu Shaoan didn't care what other people thought, but the status of the small leader of the black girl Ilda was undoubtedly resisted by invisibility.

Mu Shaoan is helpless about this, he is really not good at dealing with these messy little things, at present, among the fourteen program soldiers, the oldest ones are Ilda, Silvin, Dave, and Teda who are the sword and shield hands.

Among them, Sirwin is greedy for money, and his strength is not enough to deter, and Dave, although he is big-eared and chubby, listens to Sylvin's words, and the two of them are the kind of people who are embarrassed.

As for TEDA, this is a proud guy, and he has a kind of stubbornness in his bones, Mu Shaoan doesn't care about the fact that he kicked himself at the beginning, but it seems that he cares a lot, although there is no evidence, but no one should want to underestimate the intuition of a real warrior.

So Mu Shaoan used his pitiful domination skills to analyze, and in the end, only Ilda, a black girl who dared to speak out and had a hot personality, was left.

And so it dragged on.

The next day, safe.

Day 3, security.

Day 4, security.

On the fifth day, it was still safe.

On the sixth day, it was still safe.

Not only did the wild monster frost wolf come to harass him, but even the legendary virus horse thief did not appear.

And all the available evidence shows that the wandering soldier who was expelled before was really a wandering soldier, not a spy of the virus horse thief.

At the same time, this also means that Mu Shaoan seems to have done something wrong.

——

"Mr. Mu?"

"Hmm,"

"I think I have something to report to you, TEDA, TEDA they- some ideas. The black girl Ilda reported to Mu Shaoan with a sad face.

At this moment, it is the dusk of the sixth day, and the golden sunset hangs on the top of the mountain, casting huge shadows while shrouding the entire Ximu town in mysterious light and shadow.

Mu Shao'an sat on the stump, holding a short sword in one hand and a dark cyan wooden stick in the other, sharpening the wooden spear, he had already cut all the logs in the Gordo sawmill two days ago, so he took the time to go to the mountain and cut dozens of unknown trees.

Because these trees are located in the cold zone, the wood is extremely hard, which Mu Shao'an has long understood, and it is a very good material for sharpening and throwing wooden spears.

Therefore, although the sharpened wooden spears could not be carried into the anti-virus mission world, Mu Shaoan was still enthusiastic to cut a full twelve throwing wooden spears in these two days.

Again, he liked the feeling, especially the feeling of controlling the absolute force, with an extremely subtle and exquisite technique that outsiders could not understand at all, and watching the sawdust fall like snowflakes.

It's simply intoxicating.

It's a pity that none of the other program soldiers have seen Mu Shao'an's fighting style in the Seven Days Killing World, even if they have seen Mu Shao'an's throwing thief Sylvin, they don't think Mu Shao'an's wooden spear throwing is anything unusual, at most it is excellent.

They can't be blamed for that.

Mu Shaoan is now a genuine sword and shield warrior, wearing heavy armor and holding a heavy shield, this powerful image is easy to remind people that he is better at this.

Especially in the world of League of Legends before, Mu Shaoan did not choose that set of heavy javelins.

Obviously, if he's good at throwing, why not choose it?

Or is there some special origin of the little wooden gun on his back, don't be kidding.

So they thought that Mu Shao'an probably suffered from a kind of lumberjack syndrome, or that he was a carpenter in the real world, otherwise why would he have to deal with wood all day long, it was simply sick.

I guess even the black chick Ilda thinks so.

As a result, their training intensity was slackened in the past two days, and Ilda could no longer suppress them.

Of course, this is not to say that these procedural soldiers are lazy and do not seek to improve, but they are a little complaining, complaining that Mu Shaoan insisted on going his own way and drove away an obviously powerful companion.

They didn't dare to question Mu Shao'an face to face, so they had to use this seemingly negative method to complain.

It's rare, Ilda only feels it today.

"Is there any way to know what kind of antivirus mission world we'll be entering tomorrow, or is it a battle like the last one?"

Mu Shaoan didn't pay attention to Ilda's tangled questions, because he didn't have a better way, he knew very well that because of his decision on the orc Gulrond, Teda and the others had some opinions about him in their hearts, but he was not omnipotent, not wise and near-demon, not omniscient, when he encountered problems, he was more accustomed to using a warrior's intuition to solve them, rather than others.

(Thanks to the book friend Bu Shang Zhizheng, Zhu Younian, Egg Crushed Fragrance, Yeast Xiao Mujun, Dark Iron Cavalry, Admiration in the Rain, Mao Mao, Beans Than the World You Don't Understand, Sima Xiaojie and other tips for support) (To be continued.) )