Son of the Tower

Chapter 539 The happiest days are the days when there is meat to eat

For the next two days, life in San Francisco was lackluster. Mars beat up various Chaos bosses every day. In addition to the champion, Mars also killed a particularly huge guy who was said to be a big demon.

This guy has a certain resistance to sword energy, but he can't stand Mars's psionic lightning beam. A truck-sized psionic lightning beam directly vaporized the huge guy.

The professors expressed a certain amount of regret, but they also felt that it would be better to eliminate this dangerous thing as soon as possible. As for this kind of monster individual, it was finally marked with a mark of psychic lightning beam passing through.

In addition, they also helped Zhao Xiaozhi's work to a certain extent. The old professors took over Zhao Xiaozhi's work, watched her calculation process, and finally a professor stood up: "My student failed Take his students well, I was at fault."

The old professors were all overjoyed. Everyone laughed and recalculated while teaching Zhao Xiaozhi on the spot. Mars also listened to it for a while, and then felt his brain exploded as if he had been hit by a melta bomb.

"It's really not something a cat like me can understand." Mars complained, while looking at Lily: "What about you?"

"Sir, I can understand what the old grandpas said." Ling Lan replied proudly.

Mars tilted his head when he heard the words. This is too outrageous. Thinking of this, Mars looked sad: "I lost as a teacher."

"Over there, Mister is much stronger than Lily of the Valley. Obviously, Linglan can only catch up with Mister in such a small way." Lily of the Rings smiled and hugged Mars's neck from behind.

The little fox girl was hanging on Mars's back, which moved Mars very much.

"Let's go, I'll take you to eat barbecue for the teacher." What kind of advanced mathematics do children learn, eat meat first and grow taller!
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Having said that, these two days were lackluster for Mars, but for others, they were full of good news.

The worst plans before are now left behind by everyone. Although the southeast area is still full of Nurgle's corpses, the gap between the two bridges has been cleaned up, an integrated defense line has been established, and a large number of soldiers have been filled. After entering the defense line, the firepower points on various buildings have been reinforced, and the ammunition supplies have been used up from the beginning to now piled up on the beach. No matter how many Nurgle corpses come, they can only die-they don't even have a chance to rush to the defense line.

As for those stronger targets, they have received all kinds of attention. The legends are now accustomed to the status of these guys as the Celestial Party, so killing these monsters is even faster without any hesitation.

With the arrival of the Thirteenth Legion, the pressure on Mars became less and less. Although those champions were strong, they still couldn't withstand an [-]-pound bomb. Mars watched a champion get blown up by an aerial bomb. The sky turned into flesh and blood.

"They have been weakened, they can't contact the subspace, and their power is unsustainable." In the communication, the instructor said that these things are not as powerful as the era of great destruction, but they are still good.

This made Mars curious about how powerful they were before, but for a long time, apart from the knowledge that his mentor said, among the knowledge Mars learned, there is no knowledge about how strong these chaos were before.

After all, two thousand years have passed since the era of great destruction, and their power only exists in the pile of old papers.

fair enough.

On the seventh day, the first batch of soldiers who had been fighting on the defense line finally began to rotate—a large number of reinforcements from the entire economic belt had arrived, and many security forces were counting on being able to show their face in the eyes of Lord Mars— —Because the San Francisco Legion fought hard before, Mars helped them say good things, so they were awarded the title of San Francisco Guard by a high position, and they jumped from a local second-tier regiment in San Francisco to a front-line war regiment in the economic belt.

Now the whole regiment is very grateful to Mars, because it takes a regiment to shed blood for an area they guard, because they are named guards. Like this time, although there are losses, it is less than the loss of a company. rate, everyone is satisfied.

There is also a question about Mars - the new security corps has two logistics, the cook in one of the logistics departments likes to cook spicy dishes, and the cook in the other logistics department likes to put sour vinegar.

Mars is extremely painful to eat, Nie likes to eat pickled fish, and Lily of the Valley can eat spicy food unexpectedly.

The cook who cooks spicy dishes said Mr. Xiao, you don’t like spicy food, so let me make you a bowl of shredded cabbage and pork noodles.

Then Mars watched the cook make vermicelli with the pan that had just fried chili. Mars looked at Mori Maru with an aggrieved face, and found that the leopard was running towards her master quickly.

The evil psyker, the terrifying legendary lord, the worst leopard of the Gayatt family, Mars stretched out his hand and used a trick of psionic absorption to capture Morimaru back.

You come to take the first bite!
Mori Maru struggled desperately, and finally attracted Suzuran's attention. The little girl glanced at Mars, all six tails exploded, and the little girl wearing large warm shoes ran out with tears in her eyes. He took Mori Maru in his hand, with the loving appearance of an old mother.

There is no leopard to try, and Mars finally finished eating vermicelli with this level of spiciness. Although the cabbage is a little spicy, the meat is a little spicy, and the vermicelli is even more spicy... But what can I do? Do I have to tell the city hall The old cow who came to the front line for inspection, why don't you bring some beef jerky.

After eating, Mars wanted to find a nest to sleep for a while, but the problem was that the old man Sun Ming came to the door—he also brought a few young people, who were said to be given to him by a high position, and asked them to come over for a gold plating.

Gold plating, what gold plating, this is a battlefield not a playground!
Mars was furious, and turned his attention to the leader of the high-hoofed cowboy, who smiled all over his face: "The little gentleman of the tower is blessed and safe."

Well, without hitting the smiling face, Mars nodded: "Do you know what the battlefield is? Answer one by one, starting with you."

"The battlefield is a place where life is devoured." The young man with high hooves stood up straight.

"It's a hell without mercy." The halfling girl beside him took up the topic.

"Each of us is just a number." The elf boy next to the halfling girl added.

The last human youth puffed up his chest: "Under the banner of Tainan, we are all coins dedicated to victory!"

Mars nodded, just as he was about to say that you had passed, when the little halfling girl took out a large bag of jerky from her waist pocket and handed it over.

"This is made by the little girl's home. I heard that Mr. Xiao likes it, so I brought it specially this time."

Oh, is this the kid from the non-staple food group that makes Liujia sweet jerky?

Mars took the bag: "Then follow me, and I will show you blood."

As soon as they finished speaking, before they could thank them, Mars saw Mori Maru come out from the corner.

　No, I have also felt a little bad for the past two days, an indescribable sense of burnout.

　　give me a break...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)