Chapter 1267: Uncle Warlock's Black Internet Cafe (Part I)
Many days later, Mingguang ushered in a historic scene.
- emmm, it's a bit of a lot to say that this recent "historic scene" of Mingguang is really a lot.
In the new city under the four walls, the warlock uncle held two pieces of paper with steel seals and a red 4-open certificate in his hands, and the emojis on his face forgot to update.
"Ben, Ben Warlock, finally has his own property??"
Uncle Warlock tossed for a while, and finally found a large boxy safe from his sleeve, and the thing was locked when he threw it in, and he ran around carrying the safe and shouted.
"Where's the forest, come on, put things away for me!!"
Su Yourong didn't know why he was carrying a frying pan and following the warlock behind his back to break his heart.
"Eh, I took out the business license and put it on the wall, why are you locking it..."
"No, what if I lose it?"
"If you lose it, make up for it~"
"No, what if I lose it again!"
"Make up for it! Besides, who would steal the business license, and it has your name on it! ”
"No, how chaotic is this era now, there are thieves everywhere, people steal, animals steal, animals steal, even the air steals from me, as soon as the wind blows, the warlock feels like he has lost 100 million, and he is worried about the warlock..."
Well, Uncle Warlock can throw away anything but himself.
This is very different from Lin Chou, Boss Lin doesn't lose anything but himself.
Don't ask.
Asking is having a unique technique.
emmm...
In fact, Boss Lin has always been the most professional one when it comes to losing himself - and even has more advanced means to regain himself.
For example, tying yourself to a convenient shovel and throwing it into the sky in one direction at random, it is faster, has a better vision, and has a stronger sense of direction.
It doesn't matter if he throws it in the wrong direction, anyway, he has a lot of power, and it's a big deal to throw it again.
Boss Lin looked at Uncle Warlock with pity, this guy who has lived for an unknown amount of time seems to have never really owned something of his own, it's really pitiful.
Huang Dashan squinted his eyes and said,
"Don't say it, the occurrence committee is really generous this time, and it's not bad to build this place?"
The current configuration of the new city is not perfect enough, and the Warlock Uncle's little overlord server simply hollowed out a small stone mountain and buried it, and the front and back, left and right are all sealed in with 18 meters of giant sea bluestone (in fact, it is a city brick) -
Anyway, Uncle Warlock doesn't have to think about reserving the passage in and out, he can just teleport.
Not only that, but he didn't even have to think about heat dissipation.
Xue Tuanzi's body of ice, don't say it, I don't know if it will heat up the soul power, the server is dissipated, eat more delicious food and dissipate half of the bright light, it's not a problem, don't believe it, look at what kind of work people used to be - live in the furnace mountain high old man, the highest forging furnace to physically cool it, explosion-proof and explosion-proof, okay?
Just talk about this profession, put aside others and you have done it!
After the server was put on hold, the committee planned to carve out a small block around the nondescript stone mountain, and now the prototype and frame had been built, and only the fine decoration and appropriation of a group of poor people to live in it.
This place is close to the west gate of the four walls, and there will be a ring highway through here in the future, so there is no worry about the flow of people.
Uncle Warlock's store doesn't need any foot traffic at all.
The garrison and the committee alone accounted for more than 400 of the 500 places, and the remaining heads had already changed hands several times and sold for sky-high prices.
It's quite unreasonable, but on the whole, it shows that the official alone can maximize the interests of the Xiaobawang server, and they have the most organized team under them, and it is not easy to give up some places.
Of course, whether it is official or private, what they buy is just a quota, and it is not a matter of Uncle Warlock's Internet fee.
Now a whole hill is the private territory of the warlock uncle, with mountains, trees, ponds, and a villa like a dragon house attached, with the door at the end of the only road at the foot of the mountain.
It is very big, and it can be the size of the landlord.
Under Huang Dashan's strong suggestion, Uncle Warlock put a long bar counter at the door, a very chic kind.
The fully transparent glass tank, in which there is a shrunken crayfish, to ensure that normal people can be startled at a glance at the hideous mace on the back armor of the crayfish without thinking about where it has been in and out, very good and deterrent.
Behind the bar, there was a built-in crisper full of cold drinks.
The empty hall that can accommodate 2,500 people has almost no furnishings, and the most eye-catching thing is the huge square load-bearing pillar and the "no smoking" warning sign posted on the pillar, and the 500 steel-framed broken long tables and chairs engraved with words such as "Wu" and "Zao" after the retirement of the Qinshan Martial Arts School are sparsely and neatly arranged, and a headset-like thing is thrown on each table.
Boss Lin gave a pertinent evaluation of this,
"Well, it's pretty decent, it's much more reliable than the storefront in my alley."
"yes!"
Uncle Warlock got a boss chair and sat behind the bar, the fully transparent bar was full of the fishy smell of seawater, and as soon as the colorful glare started, the crayfish number inside looked like a winding position below the waist of Uncle Warlock.
A broken machine like a money printing machine was casually thrown on the bar, and it was immediately full of customers.
A man in military uniform, with five big shoulders, a big waist, and a round muscle, lined up meticulously, brushed the special card with an expressionless face, and after making a dripping sound, he paid the money out of his pocket, and went in to find a place to sit.
A headset card, convulsions and fainting on the spot.
Belch...
Anyway, it's just entering the game.,Just mind.。
The mountain master was dumbfounded,
"it... This is special, is that buddy dead, Ang, bleeding from the seven orifices, hey! ”
Two white coats popped in outside the door, each with a cigarette butt in their mouths, smiled at the warlock uncle, and hurriedly pinched off the cigarette butts.
The two of them walked over and pinched the bloody face that looked terrifying like playing with pork on the board, and turned over,
"There's no, at first glance, it's the second ancestor who has a lot of connections in the family, what danger can there be if the warlock uncle's technique is so reliable, blame him for his own level is too low, and his willpower is as weak as a sieve."
The warlock looked at the young face, and the mouth was crazy with the hemp wheat husk,
"30 years old, fourth-order low-level waste wood? If Lao Tzu is unlucky enough to run into the forest, he doesn't even have the qualifications to enter the industry? ”
The expressions of the two white coats were very strict,
"Master Shan, you can't say that, luck is definitely a kind of strength."
The two of them almost left the whites of their eyes on the warlock uncle.
Master Shan: "..."
Forget it, I'd better not speak.
Lin Chou pinched his chin and groaned for a while,
"Well, do you think there's something missing in this place?"
Everyone was stunned and fell into deep thought.
The mountain master couldn't hold back, and came out to show off his skills again,
"Quack, Lao Tzu has been ready for a long time."
As he spoke, he carried out two half-person tall speakers from behind the bar, one in the room and the other in the storefront, facing outward.
As soon as the switch was pressed, the deafening singing voice that the six relatives did not recognize immediately began to sing,
"Anyway, he doesn't feel bad~ as long as he is free~ he won't pay attention to my feelings ohhhh~wow~"
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