What's the matter? What a mess of teammates? Is this forcing us to make stickman mechs?

Long Ji couldn't help but feel deep amazement and admiration for the author's skill in water word counting.

"Ah, this mecha, don't do it!" Long Ji shook his hand fiercely.

"Good, very energetic!" Tang Xuan silently followed, very tacitly.

……

There was no class in the afternoon, and although Long Ji said that this mecha was going to be lonely, he still got familiar with his teammates and began to make plans.

The teammates are all paddling monsters who touch the fish, and they silently nod their heads all the time centered on the dragon.

"Uh...... Who's the ......" Long Ji scratched his head, "That Wang Zhan, you make a first draft of the drawings first, and then I will slowly change the ......"

Wang Zhan nodded.

"Uh...... Ladies and gentlemen, how many contribution points do you have? Ryuki looked at the rest of the team.

Which people's bodies shook and involuntarily took two steps back.

The corners of Long Ji's mouth twitched, and he had no team spirit: "That's good, each of you will contribute 500 contribution points, and the master will find a way to take you away." ”

Long Ji took out the forbidden dangerous weapon from his pocket: "Just rely on these things to fly, this is just one of the ordinary ones." Let's go to the ring and show you the power. ”

So the dragon silently wasted two rockets.

At the entrance of the teaching building, Long Ji glanced at the team members.

"Ladies and gentlemen, as long as you have money, this thing can be fired in a row, and you can blow him up to death...... "According to the contribution points, a missile only needs 10 contribution points." Each of us contributed 500, so there are a total of 7,000 contribution points, so why are we getting promoted and making a fortune with this thing. Long Ji's impassioned speech made the fish monsters stunned, but they miraculously handed over 500 contribution points per person.

This is the speech of the protagonist.

……

At night, inside the dormitory. Long Ji slept quietly and cultivated, and suddenly Wang Zhan pounced excitedly.

"it, it, you're wrong, the man can't kiss it, what do you want to do this month when the dark wind is high!?" The dragon directly rolled and overturned.

"I think I'm on the top of my career...... I feel that the drawings drawn are completely different. Wang Zhan excitedly took the complicated sketch paper in his hand, but Long Ji looked confused and couldn't understand anything.

"It seems to be a little different...... Long Ji thought about the drawings he handed in when he was running for the class committee, and compared them, "It seems to be a little handsome, and then what about ......"

Wang Zhan was dumbfounded, and he couldn't think of what to say for a while.

"Ahem, cough, I think this mecha should have a shield on the left hand, and then two fixes on the right hand, and some on the shoulder, when the time comes, Tang Xuan and I will hurry up to load the bazooka and get a launch control device, just ......"

"It's just that the group of fish monsters have the skills to do these ......," the dragon was deep in thought.

Wang Zhan looked at the dragon and was dumbfounded when he heard it talking to himself.

"What, get a row of bazookas? A total of five mechs, each with a row of bazookas? ”

Long Ji smashed it and smashed his mouth: "I'm engaged in a two-handed liberation sniper rifle that is used to fight bloody ones." One with a melee weapon, carrying blood. Get one with a platoon of machine guns, and specialize in fighting those who specialize in one mecha and other team members fighting naked. Long Ji suddenly thought about it, is it too cruel, this shuttle may kill people.

Wang Zhan also smashed it: "That's ...... Won't the budget be enough......"

Long Ji pondered again: "It seems ...... I can only be cheeky...... I'll find a way to get some money. Long Ji said that he wanted to borrow money from Tang Wulin.