"Damn the tiger and leopard battalion! It's too arrogant!" Zhou Panqi smashed his fist on the tree next to him, leaving deep fist marks on the thick trunk. Eight One Chinese? (8)?? (1) 8?1?Z?

At this moment, Song Zheng fell into deep thought.

"You said the Haw Par Battalion has intercepted our men three times in a row?"

The thin monkey nodded, "Yes, I'm very curious about how they found us." Ever since I was attacked, I've changed my way out and route, and I've only decided to leave just before leaving, but I've been blocked. The Haw Par Battalion was not large in numbers, and it was impossible to conduct a large-scale reconnaissance ambush in advance. ”

"So there is an inner ghost?" Song Zheng's eyes became sharp, and he looked at the thin monkey seriously.

The skinny monkey felt the pressure.

He also knew what a risk he had to take to say this. After all, the Jincheng base has not yet been opened to receive foreign populations on a large scale. Once it is determined that there is an inner ghost, it can only be among the original members. If it is known to the members several times, it will inevitably cause turmoil and even unnecessary misunderstandings.

But if there is no inner ghost, why is the Haw Par Battalion always able to accurately route me to the special combat team?

He looked at Song Zheng and nodded: "There is such a possibility." ”

"Can't it be a reconnaissance ability or some other special method?" Song Zheng asked.

"I've almost investigated the abilities of the members of the Haw Par Battalion, and there are also people in their team who have reconnaissance capabilities, but the scope of the investigation is very problematic and easy to be discovered. Speaking of this, the thin monkey didn't say any more, he knew that Song Zheng must have understood what he meant.

Song Zheng understood, but he couldn't figure it out.

"If it is said that the base is not perfect in the initial stage, there are still people who have other thoughts. Now that the base is getting better and better, and it's on the right track, how can there be internal ghosts?"

The thin monkey sighed: "As the so-called people's hearts are not enough to swallow elephants, the better the base, the more people will naturally be tempted." ”

"I see. Song Zheng sighed, being reminded by the thin monkey, he realized that he had ignored the greed in people's hearts.

The greed of the human heart is endless, and this greed is the nature of human beings, the source of all kinds of human suffering, and at the same time the driving force of progress. It can be said that human civilization is built on greed.

Someone is watching the Jincheng base and wants to seize power, and the inner ghost who appears for this reason is much easier to understand.

Song Zheng thought for a while and said to the thin monkey: "You act as usual, let's go back to the base first, and when you come back with the team, we will come to my house, let's discuss." ”

The thin monkey also felt that he needed to make a good calculation with Song Zheng, agreed, and then left with the special combat team.

Song Zheng smiled and said to Zhou Pan and Bai Xin: "Let's go, let's go home!"

Song Zheng pushed the door and walked into his house, and immediately smelled the aroma of food.

Li Wanru's voice came out of the kitchen: "Go wash your face first, I'll serve you dinner, and you won't send someone to notify you when you come back, if it weren't for Aunt Li to send me a letter, I wouldn't know." ”

Song Zheng smiled, walked into the kitchen, and saw Li Wanru, who was wearing an apron and serving a meal.

Regardless of the dust on his body, he walked behind Li Wanru, reached out and hugged Li Wanru's slender waist, and rubbed his two hands back and forth on the other party's smooth lower abdomen.

Li Wanru Jiao laughed: "Don't make trouble, wash your hands!"

"No, let me hold for a while. Song Zheng said coquettishly like a child.

"Your face is so big!" Li Wanru scolded with a smile.

Song Zheng hit the snake with the stick, and then put his face on the woman's back and rubbed it: "Then do you see that my face is thin?"

The two of them got tired for a while, and Li Wanru finally drove Song Zheng to wash her hands and face.

Then they ate together, said intimate words, hugged, kissed, soothed, snapped......

The next day, Song Zheng got up refreshed, kissed the woman who was still slumped on the bed, and left the house with a smile on his face.

The thin monkey led the team out and didn't come back yet, so he walked around the base first.

The War Ancient Tree has grown a little more, and if it is not excessive, it is just like that, if you want to grow into a complete body, you can't do it without a large number of magic stones as nourishment. But at present, it is impossible to waste magic stones on them so extravagantly.

After all, there is a series of magic stone equipment to be made.

Especially after the special combat team members were deflated in the face of the tiger and leopard battalion, Song Zheng also realized that relying on those junior elf weapons alone was not invincible.

The information on the goblin civilization in his hand must begin to be valuable.

And he is also preparing to change the practice of exchanging weapons in the elf shop. The elven civilization has powerful weapons that can cross the universe, but those more powerful weapons are not suitable for the current Jincheng base. On the contrary, there are many miscellaneous small bits and pieces, but they can help the members of the base.

As for weapons, he felt that the goblin civilization was more in line with the needs.

However, until he chooses the right weapon, his patrol work will have to be carried out as usual.

As the open area of the dungeon has become larger, basically all the members of the base have moved to live in the dungeon.

However, the place where they work is still above ground, so the passage to the dungeon is always very busy.

"Hello, President!"

"President, you're back!"

"Morning!"

Walking all the way down, everyone who saw Song Zheng greeted him, and people's faces showed sincere smiles, admiring and admiring their president from the bottom of their hearts.

Song Zheng was in a good mood and wandered around the dungeon.

I also went to see the king of antbeasts.

That guy can't leave the range of the dungeon because he has to manipulate the antbeast colony, but he can also wander around the dungeon casually without being restricted from moving.

When it saw Song Zheng, it immediately stepped forward and touched Song Zheng with two tentacles to express its emotions.

After arguing with the king of antbeasts for a while, a member of the committee came to him.

Song Zheng, accompanied by them, went to see the operation of the automatic factory.

Since raw materials are always an issue, not all of the industrial buildings are functioning. However, the paper mill that Song Zheng attaches the most importance to is running very well.

After all, in the jungle, there is no shortage of wood and plants. The automated plant is so advanced that it doesn't need to be processed too much with the wood and weeds, just harvested, transported to the raw material drop window, and then waited to collect the finished product.

Writing paper, toilet paper, are the bulk of consumption, Song Zheng doesn't want to see that the members of the entire base don't even have a place to write, and they have to use leaves to wipe their buttocks.

He never had the luxury of expecting the factory to produce aircraft cannons, as long as the supply of daily necessities could be guaranteed, it would meet his requirements.

There are other ways to get other things.