Yang Zhao grinded the floor thin in the room, but if he couldn't help, he couldn't help.

"Lie down, so many smart people, there must be more ideas than me."

Finding a reason to lie flat, Yang Zhao stuffed the national emblem into the position on his chest, put on a new set of Mingguang armor and went out into the tower by himself.

"Xiao Yang Zhao is wearing new clothes today, how many fights do you want to play today?"

Now the people in the tower are already familiar with her, and as soon as they saw Yang Zhao, who had been defeated repeatedly, come in, they began to greet her.

"Strive to play fifteen games today." Yang Zhao was not shy, and replied with a loud laugh.

"Heh, I tried to fight eighteen games yesterday, and today it's fifteen, my tone is big enough!"

She has been here for half a month, and she has been defeated and defeated repeatedly.

Because her logistics and medical support are relatively sufficient, and the backstage is relatively strong, no monk will kill her, which leads to her being able to go to the ring every day and be familiar with everyone.

Now she doesn't want to win, she just wants to stay in the ring longer.

Except for the first few days, Shen Ruoyu accompanied her into the tower every day, and when the backstage display was completed, Shen Ruoyu rarely came in the past two days.

These days, he fell in love with fishing, and he followed Luan Chuanxiong and the wind every day to go fishing in the sea, and he didn't know why he had so much energy, from morning to night, he sat all day, and he didn't feel that his butt hurt.

"To be a man, you have to have some dreams, otherwise what's the difference between it and salted fish?"

Yang Zhao said a word, and went straight to the place close to the ring.

This place is brighter, there are more people gathered, and there are fewer ghosts, so for Yang Chao, it is relatively more secure.

She was in the air, patrolling up and down to see which ring was empty, and she squeezed into a fight.

For this girl who loses in the ring, the various defenders are actually more welcome.

It's the equivalent of picking up a win for nothing, although it's getting harder and harder to win now.

Yang Zhao went from lying on the ground as soon as he came to power half a month ago, and now he can hold on for a minute or two, and his progress is obvious to all the people and ghosts in the tower.

So in the past eleven or twelve days, there has been a new gamble in the tower.

Bet on how much time Yang Zhao can last.

The odds of this gambling game will be adjusted according to Yang Zhao's mental state every day, and what is unchanged is that the median odds are small and the two-end odds are high.

Because Yang Zhao can play more than a dozen to twenty games a day, this leads to a very fast turnover of this gambling game.

A game like this, which basically results in two or three minutes, is the bookmaker's favorite.

Because this is the most time-saving and the most profitable.

There are people in the house in the tower who have ghosts, but the level of greed is the same.

In less than a minute, Yang Zhao was knocked out of the ring by the champion in embarrassment, and she worked hard to mobilize her spiritual power to stabilize the momentum of her fall in mid-air.

The talisman array in the ring only blocks excessively dangerous things such as spells and spells, but it doesn't stop people.

When she lost, there was a boo all around.

"Alas! I said, little girl, what kind of ring are you going to play if you don't concentrate! You made me lose two taels of silver! ”

"That's it, you're not going to be a dealer teaming up to play a match-fixing match, right?!"

"That's right, why is it not as good as yesterday today, obviously the heart is not here, you see the opponent with your eyes, and your heart has to be on the opponent! You can't fight well, isn't this a lie to us to make blood? ”

Yang Zhao rubbed his wrist, pursed his lips and didn't speak.

She didn't learn anything else these days, so she learned the word "deaf and deaf".

Otherwise, the false voice at the bottom will be too depressing to people's self-confidence.

Yang Zhao took out a special transparent small bottle from the Qiankun bag, pinched a blood traction technique, and the blood droplets scattered in the ring quickly gathered to her fingertips, and she packed them into the bottle.

Then she took out her pen and simply wrote the information about the competition on the label that came with the bottle.

This small vial contains its own anticoagulant, which ensures that the blood will not clot for a period of time.

There were many ghosts in the tower who wanted to buy Yang Zhao's blood, but Yang Zhao refused.

Luan Chuanxiong taught her a small blood traction technique, specifically collecting her own blood scattered in the ring.

Every day, he will collect more than a dozen to twenty bottles, and after three or four days, Yang Zhao will transport this blood to the country and the people for scientific research.

At the same time, the country is rich and the people are strong, and the newly made armor will be transported to Yang Zhao.

Afraid that some ghosts would steal her blood, Yang Zhao also borrowed a cockade from Guofu Minqiang.

It is said that this was worn by a deceased old chief, who was famous for his military exploits during his lifetime, and experienced countless wars, and he had a strong mark in the history of China.

This cockade was originally collected by the descendants of this chief, and after hearing that someone wanted to use it, he gave it to Yang Zhao free of charge.

Only such a treasure that combines the power of the country, the power of the nation, the thoughts of all living beings, and the awe-inspiring and murderous spirit can suppress the lawless ghosts in the Tower of Babel and make them dare not act rashly.

This cockade is the safety guarantee for Yang Zhao to dare to enter the tower alone, because since this cockade, the ghosts in the tower rarely come to her again.

After doing this, Yang Zhao drank some water and ate some sugar cubes, and rested for more than ten minutes to recover.

Don't look at her, she only fought on the stage for a while, but such a fierce fight was a great drain on Yang Zhao's physical and spiritual power.

In order not to affect the second fight, Yang Zhao usually rests for a long time, during this time not only to recover his physical and spiritual strength, but also to use a little emergency medicine for himself.

This is still the first game, and her physical and spiritual recovery is the fastest time.

The further time passes, the longer Yang Zhaoxie's time becomes.

In the end, she even had to rest for an hour before she could get back to a better state.

After trimming, Yang Zhao once again found the next ring with a vacancy, and went up with a gun.

The people and ghosts who gathered around to gamble cheered loudly when they won and cursed loudly when they lost, and the entire Babel Tower was always lively.

By the time the sun set in the west, Yang Zhao had played sixteen games.

One more than planned.

Yang Zhao sat on the ground regardless of whether it was dirty or not, panting heavily.

A set of mountain armor hung on Yang Zhao's body in tatters, revealing the tattered long-sleeved sweatshirt and pants inside.

These days, Yang Zhao is really costing clothes, and there is no way, so he dragged the country rich and the people to bring her three boxes of more than 100 sets of sportswear, and threw them away if they were broken.

The armor is said to be replaced with three or four sets a day, and eight or nine sets are required if it is more, and Yang Zhao doesn't want to count the daily expenses, for fear that if he calculates, he will have a heart attack.

She had never lived such a luxurious life.

When this breath was even, Yang Zhao stood up with his gun and moved out of the tower step by step.

In the evening, Yang Zhao was refreshed by the cool sea breeze, and before she could take two steps, she was stopped by a tall black figure.

Yang Zhao sighed softly: Why is this here again.

"Yang Daoyou, do you have any plans to sell guns today?"

Make it up tomorrow

(End of chapter)