Song Zhan finally chose to go home, and when the excitement of spending a lot of money subsided, now only a drop of blood remains.

600,000!

He didn't pay more than 10,000 yuan for tuition fees since he was a child, but this time he directly bought a car with a full amount of 600,000 yuan, and he didn't hesitate at all.

God knows what he thought at the time, anyway, Song Zhan regrets it when he thinks about it now, the car, just buy one that is enough, where do you need to spend so much money.

Song Zhan was wearing shorts, walking at home, thinking and thinking, and called his father 200,000 yuan.

In less than two minutes, the phone call from his father Song Yuanshan came.

"Hey, son, what's going on?"

There was a hint of doubt in Song Yuanshan's voice, and Song Zhan could feel his father's worry.

"It's okay, Dad, don't worry, your son is legally earned, and he earned it in Shenwu Ji."

"How can a game make money like that?"

"Dad, you need to understand the gold content of the first 100% virtual reality game."

When talking about the three words "first paragraph", Song Zhan also specially emphasized it.

"Don't worry, take care of your mother, and you will do the same, recuperate at home."

After Song Zhan admonished him, he listened to his father and said two more words before ending this conversation with his family.

Although he said that he had asked Master Zhao for leave today, Song Zhan, who should be practicing, did not fall behind at all.

An afternoon of time passed in Song Zhan's practice.

At six o'clock in the evening, after Song Zhan logged into the game, he went straight to the quartermaster department in the lower part of the mountain.

There is a territorial development order in the Feisha camp, I don't know what good things are here in the mountain rejection army.

With such anticipation, Song Zhan quickly found a place.

The quartermaster office still follows the consistent style of the Refusal Army, simple and direct, with two tightly closed heavy hemlock wood doors, with a small management room.

A chubby man who looked to be in his early forties, crisscrossed with two scars on his face to the left of the doorway, leaned back in a wooden chair and looked up at the gray ceiling.

"Tuk! Tuk Tuk! ”

A long and two short knocks on the door successfully attracted the attention of the chubby man.

"Hello, is this the Quartermaster Department?"

"If you had looked at the number hanging outside the door, you wouldn't have asked that, what's the matter, little brother."

Some of the blessed storekeepers sat up straight and spoke again.

Song Zhan said quickly: "I want to see the military merit exchange table." ”

"It's been almost fifteen years since Refusal Mountain City encountered a beast tide," the middle-aged man glanced at Song Zhan in surprise and continued to ask, "Which teacher is your patriarch from?" ”

Song Zhan was stunned for a moment, and immediately thought that he was afraid that the person in front of him thought that he had inherited his father's military exploits and came here.

"I went into the mountains and killed myself."

"Oh, that's amazing!"

The middle-aged man said perfunctorily, and directly handed a thick booklet to Song Zhan.

After Song Zhan opened it, an inventory automatically appeared in front of him, full of dazzling items.

"It's a pity that there is no territorial development order."

Song Zhan was a little regretful, and then looked at the inventory carefully.

"Great Xia rejects the mountain shield, 5,500 military merits!"

"Custom-made weapons, 35,000 military exploits!"

Song Zhan looked at his prestige of just over 10,000 and shook his head, it was too expensive.

"Level 6 magic scroll, meteor fire shower! Eight thousand military exploits? ”

Tsk, a proper group battle artifact, it's a pity that he can't use it.

"Custom full-body armor? 180,000 military exploits? ”

Song Zhan looked at the information at the bottom of the inventory, took out a bottle of Wannian Drunk and gently placed it on the table, "Uncle, is there anything special about this customized full-body battle armor, why is it so expensive?" ”

The middle-aged man glanced at it, stretched out his hand and quickly hid the green jade gourd in the side cabinet under the wooden table, and nodded with satisfaction, "Your kid's vision is not low, this custom full-body armor looks very simple, but this armor is made by the top forging master of our Mountain Rejection Army using the rare cold star flowing cloud iron in the imperial arsenal, you know the cold star flowing cloud iron, right?" ”

Song Zhan shook his head.

"Hey, that's the most compatible, hardest, and most spiritual material." Speaking of this, the middle-aged man was obviously in a lot of energy, "This battle armor, even the generals of the empire have it. ”

Song Zhan agreed, it was so expensive, not only was it difficult to accumulate, but it also did not have a development order and other items to be practical.

The middle-aged man seemed to see Song Zhan's thoughts, and sneered: "You kid, if you have such a set of armor, you can pass it on to your grandson in the future, this is a battle armor that can grow, and it is said that the armor that accompanied General Lu, the god of war of Great Xia, has grown to the level of being close to an artifact." ”

Song Zhan was really shocked now, this is a suit that can be grown!

With this set of armor, it is estimated that he will not even need to think about equipment replacement in the future.

And listening to the administrator's introduction, this custom suit is also more powerful than ordinary equipment.

Buy it!

"Thank you, uncle!"

Song Zhan came in a hurry, and he rushed to go.

Good sister, your good brother misses you!

Song showed the city gate and ran wildly.

Isn't it 180,000 military exploits, converted into sisters, there are 900 sisters.

Although he didn't deliberately count it yesterday, the sisters who covered the sky and the sun should not be less than this number.

It took an hour and a half for Song Zhan to return to the peak where he met his good sisters yesterday.

Looking up, sure enough, there were sisters walking leisurely in the sky.

"Sister, look here, my brother is here!"

Song Zhan continued to climb along the slower south side of the mountain, drawing his demon knife, waving his arms, and shouting loudly towards the top of the mountain.

Sure enough, as if sensing Song Zhan's enthusiasm, his good sisters waved their wings one after another, bringing up waves after waves, rushing towards Song Zhan from the top of the mountain.

The sister at the front was very enthusiastic, and within two minutes, she rushed in front of Song Zhan, and he could even see the bloodshot in its eyes because of "excitement".

No starting charge!

In an instant, Song Zhan dragged out one afterimage after another and appeared in front of the enthusiastic sister, aiming his right foot at the sister's outstretched feet, and greeted him fiercely.

"Click!"

The harpy's pair of eagle talons, which could divide the golden cracking stone, collided with Song Zhan's metal combat boots, only to hear a crisp "click", and was instantly broken by the slender calf bone of the gray-yellow rough cuticle.

"Ahh

The pain struck, and the harpy's beak opened, letting out a high-pitched, miserable howl.

"Don't worry, sister, it won't hurt soon!"

With one kick, the demon knife in Song Zhan's hand aimed at the neck of the eagle banshee and slashed it.

Blood flew everywhere, and the harpy's neck was directly cut with a terrifying wound that was a third deep into the neck.

Before the other sisters arrived, Song Zhan's arm muscles swelled, and the demon knife in his hand emitted a strong dark purple light, carrying the power of rage and slashing out again.

How could the harpy banshee's neck, which had been cut open, withstand Song Zhan's destruction, and suddenly it was like a leek that had been cut by a sickle, and the fracture was smooth.

Two hundred colleagues with prestige, Song Zhan assured that this sister would leave without the slightest pain.