After a day's rest in the ruined city, Cesar moved with the army into a church on the outskirts.

The church here is very large and looks magnificent, but the style is still simple and simple, without any ornate decoration, the interior furniture is also rough woodwork, and the floor is not floored, all paved with cheap stone bricks.

Presiding over the church is an explosive-headed in a Midfield robe, who speaks with a very rhythmic sense of 'yo yo yo', no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a bishop, but a rap black uncle from the earth. In a trance, Cesar thought of Obama two years ago, this guy should be buried in the Divine Domain, right?

After wandering around the church, Cesar found many foreign believers and missionaries from Middle-earth, but he did not see a single angel. After being introduced, he learned that these 'angels' had the same problem as Middle-earth, and they were all hidden in coffins and suppressed under the church. Only at the critical moment will they run out to deal with the scene, and at other times, they will live in the coffin together, communicate with the main vein of the Guò Church, and communicate with the whole planet.

On the third day after arriving on land, the church personnel finally moved boxes of supplies to the designated location. And Cesar also followed Inspector Gordon and others to the outermost part of the Rezhou rainforest and began to distribute supplies.

After living for nearly twenty years, Cesar basically did not do a few things to accumulate virtue in his life, and he was an expert at killing people and setting fires and carrying out taboos, and it was not too much to be classified as an evil dark creature. But this time, he finally held his head high and did the first meaningful charity volunteer activity in his life.

What kind of discipline is this, what kind of sentiment is this, what kind of spirit is this, and what kind of spirit is this? This is the spirit of international humanitarianism!

After a simple distribution, Cesar was assigned to Robert's group by Gordon and began to distribute supplies to the aliens who were emerging from the forest one after another. Cesar commanded the obedient younger brothers to open the containers one after another. A large amount of supplies is presented in front of you.

The southern rainforest has been plagued by a plague, and a large number of creatures have been infected, and instead of dying, they have become more powerful, and at the same time they are extremely violent. According to the information in return, the more low-level creatures. The more susceptible it is to be infected, the more violent it is. On the contrary, those natives who possess wisdom and have mastered the supernatural power of the alien race are less affected. Their situation is even more precarious after encountering the frenzied low-level creatures.

The plague broke out, and the frenzied contagion began, although there was no such tragic situation of constant weakening and death, and mourning all over the wilderness. But the natural order is completely out of control, and the hellish scene where all species frantically attack, kill, and devour is even more terrible than the plague of the past. Until now, a large number of creatures have died every moment.

Looking at the alien races that came out of the rainforest one after another, they were all timid and vigilant, and they were all covered in wounds.

"******......****......*********...*****......****?" a series of unintelligible words came from the mouth of a blue creature with long ears, big eyes, a tail, and a bow and arrow.

"What is he talking about?" Cesar looked back at the interpreter that the church had equipped for itself.

"He said could he give them supplies? They were members of the Cassadine tribe. The church promised them supplies, and their tribe was already in trouble. and they are about to perish. The translator replied.

"Oh, how much should I give?" asked Cesar, with a blank look on his face.

"There's a pamphlet over there, and all the tribes that have befriended the church have a record. And the representative of each tribe has a nameplate issued by the church, on which is the specific number of that tribe. You can distribute supplies per capitation. The translator explained politely.

With the help of church members, Cesar figured out how to read the nameplate. After that, I don't have to pay attention to those strange alien languages of all kinds of 'ba-la-la-la'.

"Well, there are a hundred members of this tribe, and they need to be ......" According to the records of the nameplate and various additions from the translator, Cesar counted the relief materials. After that, he went to another place and instructed the younger brothers to bring out two boxes of cigarettes and some spirits.

"Come, friend, this, lighter!" As he spoke, a flame suddenly ignited in Cesar's hand, which made the 'Avatar' widen his eyes and quickly retreat dozens of steps, with a defensive counterattack.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid! Come on, take a refreshing breath, it feels so good!" Knowing that the other party couldn't understand what he was saying, Cesar still smiled and waved his hand, then lit a cigarette, pretended to take a puff, and then happily exhaled a puff of cigarette.

"Come on, come on, give it a try...... Afterwards, a cigarette was a race against the living immortals. ”

After ruining another tribe of aliens, Cesar went on to teach a little lemur sister who was apparently underage how to drink. After looking at the lemur little sister with satisfaction, and leading a large group of smaller sisters to drag away the boxes of spirits with the unknown six-hoofed creature, Cesar turned around and waved his hand, signaling his men to tow the empty container away and replace it with a new one.

Then, at Robert's urging, Cesar continued to promote the goods of the big conglomerates in the Middle Regions for the representatives of one tribe after another. Not to mention luxury goods such as tobacco and alcohol, there are all kinds of 'Jieshibang' that people don't use at all...... However, it can improve the ability of night combat, ahem, a magic pill that can increase the breeding rate of the race, and it is very popular.

"Well, the medicine, waterproof shoes, the watch...... There is an excellent market for these items, but toilet paper, aunt towels, cutlery, and JSB are completely unmarketable, and they are interested in spices and averse to perfumes...... These need to be written down. Looking at the busy Cesar, Robert who was sitting on a shipping container hurriedly recorded it with a small notebook.

"Don't go, hey, help me stop him!" Cesar patted the translator next to him, stopped a representative of a powerful clan, and pulled the turtle shell creature to his side.

"Help me translate! Ahem, this Uncle Turtle, you are a capable person, right? Please look at this fully automatic magic guide rifle from the original sin group......" With the help of the translator, Cesar motioned to Rita, who was holding a low-end magic guide weapon that was about to be eliminated, and used gorgeous shooting skills to show a terrifying bullet storm, killing a grazing porcupine not far away.

Seeing that Cesar had sold another box of bazookas, Robert came to him with a smile and opened two containers of 'Skittles'.

"Over to you!"

That's when it happened. A team of cute big-eyed black panther Loli walked over and went straight to Cesar. At this moment, Cesar, who had another attack on Lori's control attributes, was furious.

"Is there any mistake? Are you really here for disaster relief? How dare you even take out such a thing? It's getting too much!" Seeing the two boxes full of Skittles, Cesar completely collapsed. Cigarettes, liquor, medicine, munitions, mass-produced murder weapons, and a restricted magazine full of monster mothers. Well, this one can be ignored.

Now, the goblin has brought in two more crates of 'Skittles', and it is all too clear what Cesar is. It is banned from production by major countries in Central Continent, and it will produce wonderful hallucinations after taking it, and it can become addictive after taking it more than three times in a row, and it is difficult to quit the slightly sweet medicine, because the color of the powder is colorful, so it is called 'Skittles'.

Cesar had a black molar. Camilla also used this thing to trap an addict dolphin on the blue ocean. Now, the warmth team that he has infiltrated into the church is determined to clear his name, so is he going to work again?

"No matter how you look at it, it's all smuggling giants and arms dealers who are hurting nature and reason. Such cute little sisters, can you bear to hurt them?" Cesar rolled his eyes and glared at Robert.

"Don't be angry, Skittles only shipped ten boxes this time, I just want to see if the sales market is good. You lie to them that it's an anti-inflammatory, isn't it? Maybe the creatures here are special. There are no side effects at all!" reassures Robert.

"You go die, I don't feel a soul sublimation at all. On the contrary, I felt that the sins of my hands were getting worse and heavier. Cesar dodged and let the goblins come to the little Lori tribe, and gestured to the leader to get her out of here and go to the next place to get the items.

The panther Lori glared at Cesar, bared a row of small tiger teeth, and roared. And then 'poof, poof, poof' said a whole bunch of things.

The little translator stepped forward and opened his mouth to say, "She said that the previous team has received it, why do you discriminate against them? Is it because she is not tall enough?...... She also said that their rival tribe had been given a miraculous liquid that burned their stomachs, so why wasn't she allowed to claim it?...... She still wants that rabbit in her hand. A kind of iron tube that can shoot light. ...... She asked what were the contents of the boxes?

"Sue them, take these supplies as you please!" said Robert, the principal.

Then, the little Lolitas rushed up, flew to kick Cesar who was in the way, threw themselves into the container, tore open the bag of 'Skittles', and after seeing the colorful powder, they let out a cry of surprise, and then couldn't stand the temptation to eat.

After that, the little lolias who shook their heads pounced on the spirits section again, learning from the previous tribe to drink this belly-burning liquid. Then, they picked up a cigarette in their mouths, ate it little by little, grinned in disgust, and threw away all the cigarettes they had in their hands.

In the end, each of these loli loli carried a magic rifle, their backpacks were stuffed with magazines, and their mounts behind them were hung with various machetes, bazookas, cannonballs, spirits, and a lot of Skittles, and they swayed to the next area.

"Uh......" Seeing the onset of the drug, the Lori natives who had fallen into hallucinations grinned unconsciously. With such a large dose still not falling?! And they can empty a container of munitions, can they really resist side effects?

"Looks like they like Skittles, well, there's a market prospect, record it. Robert pulled out his notebook and wrote.

Unable to stand this guilt, Cesar left Robert's area and headed for Uncle Harumaki.

Unlike Robert, who gave away all kinds of garbage and gadgets, Dr. Spring Rolls handed out all special drugs or other positive materials. For example, study materials, textbooks, reference books, five-year make-up exams, three-year collapse, and other taboo books that torture the soul.

"Cesar, you're here, help me, I'm too busy to do it. Dr. Chunjuan wiped the sweat from his forehead and said.

"Why is it so messy?" asked Cesar, looking at the mess of supplies.

"A bunch of little girls came just now, and they seemed to be in a state of extremely excited hallucinations, and I didn't have time to stop them, they pounced on them and grabbed them all the way. Dr. Chunjuan said with palpitations.

"Then I'll help you clean it up first. The corners of Cesar's eyes twitched, and without further ado, he began to help organize the supplies.

While sorting out medical supplies, Cesar suddenly found an empty box with only one instruction manual left, 'Mermaid Line Sculpting Virus Injection Instructions'.

"Uh......"

It is indescribable to see this miraculous medicine developed by oneself and carried forward by the dissected person suddenly appear in the depths of the distant Rezhou continent! Why does the Church of Heavenly Damnation transport everything here? Rezhou is a plague, and they are all about to go to famine, what do you want this virus that 'consumes fat and releases calories to make abdominal muscles', is it not fast enough to die?

After tidying up the medicine area, Cesar selected a large number of agricultural textbooks for a race that loves learning, thirsts for knowledge from the outside world, and can use the lingua franca, he opened a container again, and was immediately shocked!

Looking at the neatly stacked goods in the huge container, his eyelids jumped wildly uncontrollably.

'Lao Bawang Learning Machine', significantly improve the learning interest of little pot friends!Focus on IQ development for 30 years!'

Master G, do you dare to be shameless?!

"Ah, Master G!" Camilla screamed when she saw the familiar avatar on the box, pointing to the game consoles she had played in prison and said, "It's really 'where you don't meet in life'!"

Look at the box labeled 'Super Mushroom Man', 'G-Block'...... Looking at the shameless propaganda advertisements such as 'Raise children's interest in learning, cultivate scientific ways of thinking, gradually increase intelligence, break through the limits to stimulate the potential of the brain, open the child's genetic lock, and let him awaken his extraordinary power to become a capable person!', Cesar suddenly felt a strong sense of guilt.

Am I not destined to be a good person? (To be continued......

PS: Thanks for the day and night pass.

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