Wu Heng memorized the information of these two booths, which both said that it was online at 12 o'clock in the evening, and most of the booths were at this time.

Coming to the booth of the Silver Scale Armor again, this time it was the green scale man who was online.

"Here's a list of items I need." Wu Heng handed a printed piece of paper to the stall owner.

The paper itself is from the last brochure given to him by the stall owner, only reprinted in red letters.

The stall owner picked up the list and looked at it, he had been familiar with how to be a stall owner in the past few days, and received a lot of customers, but the things on this list were still a little outrageous.

"So much, you can't bring it into the plot world, can you?"

The Lord of the Silver Armor Tower was a little hesitant, this person wanted so many things, he didn't want to carry out a terrorist attack in reality.

The list reads: two pairs of claw gloves and two handles of the Morning Star Mace (including a chain type), which is normal.

But behind: 2 wild Retgatlins, 20,000 bullets; 2 AL19 light machine guns with 6,000 rounds of ammunition; 100 grenades; 20 pieces of body armor, 50 sets of camouflage special combat uniforms, 10 drones, and 100 drone grenades; A detachable small helicopter, a bazooka ...

Wrote a whole page of the list.

"To sell or not to sell?"

Wu Heng didn't say much to explain, just asked, he didn't sell and there were other stalls for sale.

"Sell!" The stall owner said decisively when he heard this.

Reality is guarded by the power of reality, and these weapons are nothing even if they are terrorist attacks, so it is better to earn survival points first.

Thinking of the things explained by the organization again, he glanced at Wu Heng's appearance in a doctor's holster and a mask, although it was concealed, there was still a unique familiarity of the dark blue star people, but it was not ruled out that he deliberately disguised himself.

The person in front of him can buy so many things for survival points, and he is definitely involved in the plot.

The stall owner thought for a moment and said:

"My code name is Qinglan, I belong to the Linglong Association, there are three tower masters in the association, you are welcome to join the dark blue star people, if you plan to join the force, you may wish to consider us."

"Okay, I'll think about it."

Wu Heng saw that the other party had already sensed his identity as a dark blue star, and he didn't refute it, sometimes a man's sixth sense is quite accurate.

"Okay, you want a bit more things, you probably need 642 survival points, how much do you really need?"

"Actually, you can be frugal, modern firepower is only useful in the early part of the world, and the transcendent mystery is the right way, you will understand later."

"There are some things I can't say too much, but don't go the wrong way, you can only survive in the future by strengthening yourself."

Qing Liang hesitated, but still opened his mouth to dissuade him.

"Well, thanks for the pointers, I know what to expect."

Wu Heng also understood what Qing Liang said, but he was not bad at this point of survival, and the space of the life box was very large.

Although you can get firepower by going to the story world, you also need a teleportation fee to take it out, so it's better to have a little backup to have a sense of security.

"Okay, it's a bit much, I'll have to spend a lot of time preparing, and in half an hour, let's go to my private room and trade. I'm going to give you temporary permissions, so that I can keep you confidential. ”

Qing Liang saw Wu Heng's clear expression in his heart, and knew that the other party had his own considerations, and he couldn't say anything deep, so he didn't persuade him more.

The private room opened up by spending survival points is absolutely safe, this is a lighthouse certification, unlike the main square, Wu Heng knew this in his heart, so he nodded in agreement.

After continuing to turn around, there was nothing needed anymore, Wu Heng returned to the real bedroom, thinking about the plan.

In the middle, I went to the lighthouse and took away the items I traded with the green scales.

Waiting until 12 o'clock in the evening, when he came to the lighthouse again, the two stall owners who were trading cards and left messages went online on time, and Wu Heng bought the two items he wanted.

A small glass vial about the length of an index finger, with half a vial of black thick blood inside.

The other was a two-inch-long, chopstick-thick pus-yellow candle that smelled of corpses.

Wu Heng entered the lighthouse's own private room and opened the small glass bottle, the black blood inside seemed to be disturbed and alarmed, and the color began to change.

He used his absorbing power to try to absorb it, and the black thick blood disappeared, and a tiny stream of energy poured into the heart of the life box.

Witches are the beings who use the power of generations to perform evil spells.

Wu Heng felt that his brain was clear and agile, and the perception obtained by absorbing the blood of the Son of God seemed to have been injected with an active agent.

The perception that cannot be separated from the body has begun to become strong and flexible, and it has been able to move and observe the surrounding body at will within a foot of itself.

If this is placed in a martial arts film, it is already the realm of the mind.

Wu Heng checked his belongings again, made sure that there was nothing missing, and touched the tower seal with a thought.

"Enter the world of the plot in advance."

[Identity information locked, lighthouse number: SL914]

[Anchoring the world this time: "Tomie"]

[Teleportation countdown: 5 seconds.] 】

[4 seconds!] 】

[3 seconds!] 】

Between the changes in the void, Wu Heng had already passed through a layer of barrier and had appeared in the sky, with a group of low homestays at his feet, and a group of people like ants kept bowing their heads and rubbing shoulders.

Wu Heng felt the message from the tower seal.

World: Tomie

[Survival Mission: Survive for 20 days (Complete the mission and reward 500 survival points.] ）】

[Story Task 1: Kill Tomie (Complete the quest and reward 3000 survival points)]

[Number of entrants: 1]

[Advent Countdown: 10 minutes (immediate entry)]

"Get in now." Wu Heng chose to say.

*

"No, it's funny!"

Wu Heng heard a young man's laughing sound of surprise in his ears.

He opened his eyes and found himself in the passenger seat of a gray ordinary sedan.

The driver was a Volkswagen boy in a blue shirt, a black cap, and sunglasses, and he was talking just now.

"yes, that's the kind of guy you are!"

In the back seat, a girl with a ball head, some baby fat on her face, and a slightly delicate appearance replied with a smile.

"Yes, yes, who's to say it's not!" The boy echoed and nodded.

Wu Heng observed the surrounding environment, there were rows of trees on both sides of the car window, and the vehicle was driving on a green path, and the surroundings seemed to be in the wilderness.

The girl stretched her head forward and asked, "Shinsuke, haven't you arrived yet?" ”

"Coming soon!"

"Hurry up, when will it arrive~!" The girl snorted and complained.

"How long will it take!"

She held her face with her hands, looked at the trees outside the window, and repeated again.

"Naoko, how impatient you are!"

Shinsuke chuckled as the car continued slowly, the sky gradually graying and getting darker and darker, and it was about to fall into night.

"Don't do it~, you can't be faster!" Naoko clasped her hands together, her fingers intersecting against her chin.

"Where is this going?"

Wu Heng felt that he was stuffed with a lump of lighthouse in his head this time.

The possessed island youth only had a few memories, and the memories alone made him feel sick and bow.

And he was drunk before, so he was directly dragged into the car by his good friend Shinsuke in a comatose state.

made Wu Heng sober up, and he didn't even know where he was going.

"It's here, bell--!"

Before Wu Heng could continue to ask, the car stopped on the side of the road.

Shinsuke stretched out his arms and pointed to an old house outside the car window, looking like a treasure.