Global catastrophe: take a super warehouse with you

Chapter 3 Black Iron Raffle Ticket

Lan Qingshan showed a joyful smile.

I almost finished my life, and only got 30 unlocking points. I can't even afford the brain fragments. It's really not easy!

With lingering fear in his heart, he let out a breath, and turned his head to look at Broken Tail.

The wilderness wanderer in "Desolation" is just an artist's modeling, and the thing in front of you is a terrible weapon!
As far as the eye can see, there are sections of black carapace on the broken tail, which is somewhat similar to the tail shell of a crayfish, which should be the reason why the tail can curl up.

The size of the bone ball at the end is about the size of an adult's fist, and there are a lot of sharp cones on the surface. It can be seen that the attack power cannot be ignored.

If you look at the leopard in the tube, you can see how powerful the monster's fighting power is.

Lan Qingshan sighed endlessly.

If he confronted him head-on, he would definitely not be able to last a round, and he would be killed by him. That is to say, he made a decisive decision and successfully killed the monster with the help of an armored vehicle.

After a while, an unexpected surprise came.

The system prompt flashed abruptly: "The achievement system is officially opened!
"Congratulations to the host for completing the achievement - the first time he successfully hunted a first-level monster and got a 'Black Iron Lottery Ticket'."

Lan Qingshan immediately grinned.

Earned!
The so-called "achievement system" and "lottery tickets" are all settings in "Desolation", and the system has been copied in its entirety.

Among them, the lottery tickets are divided into three grades, and the quality is divided into black iron, silver, and gold from low to high. After use, a prop can be obtained randomly.

The higher the quality of the lottery ticket, the greater the probability of obtaining rare items.

Even the lowest-grade black iron lottery tickets are precious props for Lan Qingshan who is poor and white at this time.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

"Beep...beep..."

The whistle of inspection vehicles and the sound of an ambulance came from afar.

Support is here!

Lan Qingshan pushed the door of the car, and walked down with a little limp.

He glanced over a group of inspectors and found that each of them looked sad. It was obvious that an inspector died in the accident.

After a while, a middle-aged inspector turned to look at Lan Qingshan, and greeted, "Young man, your driving skills are very good!"

This sentence obviously refers to that beautiful tail flick.

Lan Qingshan squeezed out a smile: "Caught out."

He wasn't talking nonsense.

When he slammed the steering wheel earlier, he was ready to overturn the car, but he did not expect to perform a tail flick.

The middle-aged inspector expressed his thanks solemnly: "Fortunately, you ran over the monster with your car, otherwise there would be heavy casualties in the inspectorate. I must thank you!"

Lan Qingshan didn't take credit for it: "As long as the monster is still alive, it will definitely not let me go, I'm just saving myself."

During the conversation, a large group of medical staff rushed over with a stretcher cart.

Then, as Lan Qingshan expected, a corpse was carried out.

It was the bearded inspector who was attacked just now. The injury of this person was too serious and he couldn't survive in the end.

Another inspector suffered a broken arm, but his life was not in danger.

Interestingly, the medical staff saw that Lan Qingshan's neck was black and blue, and his image looked very miserable, so they couldn't help but put him on the stretcher.

Then, the ambulance roared away.

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After half an hour.

Lan Qingshan was wearing a neck brace, lying in a tidy single ward, and saw two uninvited guests.

Not the expected inspector.

It was two men in black uniforms. One was a middle-aged man with a square face, and the other was a little younger with sharp eyes like blades.

Guozilian said straight to the point: "Mr. Lan, hello, we are agents of 'Longyan'."

As he spoke, he took out a document and shook it.

On the leather cover of the witness document, there was a pale gold logo printed impressively, which looked like a strange eyeball surrounded by two golden dragons connected end to end.

Lan Qingshan froze for a moment, and quickly responded: "Hello, both of you."

Of course he knew that the "longan" in the other party's mouth was not a subtropical fruit, but a very important government agency - Weiyang Tianchao Special Affairs Supervision Department.

The department's logo resembles a longan, so the folks usually call it "longan".

In the Weiyang Dynasty, it was a powerful authority alongside the cabinet and the parliament. The highest person in charge was the "chief supervisor", and together with the chief assistant of the cabinet and the speaker of the parliament, they were called the Big Three.

Longan has many rights and responsibilities, including but not limited to:

Supervise various domestic affairs of the Celestial Dynasty; monitor government officials across the country; openly or secretly collect all kinds of intelligence from all over the world; carry out various secret activities, such as secretly engaging in certain hostile countries and the like.

The agent with a square face showed a faint smile, and his tone was quite gentle: "Mr. Lan, you should know why we are here, right?"

Lan Qingshan nodded, and spit out a word: "Monster."

The agent with a square-faced face didn't hide it, and said simply: "The big living people become monsters in broad daylight. This kind of thing can easily cause panic among the people. Longan must control the spread of such news, so we implore Mr. Lan Keep your mouth shut."

Naturally, Lan Qingshan would not be so stupid as to confront the powerful agency, he nodded and said: "No problem."

He hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help asking: "If my guess is correct, there should be many mutated monsters all over the world, right?"

The Chinese-faced agent did not answer.

But this attitude is itself the answer.

Lan Qingshan asked: "Judging from the current situation, there will be more mutated monsters in the future, why not guide the people of the Celestial Dynasty to prepare early?"

This time, the agent with a square face was not silent: "Sorry, we are just little people, so we can't answer your question."

Lan Qingshan sighed.

The agent with a square face said in a slightly envious tone: "Mr. Lan, according to the principle of equal rights and obligations, you will receive a total remuneration of 20 yuan."

Lan Qingshan was a little surprised.

As long as you don't talk nonsense, you can get 20 dragon dollars?
How generous!
The Weiyang Celestial Dynasty is the most powerful country in the world. As the legal currency of the Celestial Dynasty, the Dragon Yuan is also the currency with the strongest purchasing power.

Just a few examples.

The price of ordinary rice is 2 dragon yuan/kg, and the price of a mid-range car is almost 5 dragon yuan, while the average monthly income of ordinary people is around 7800 dragon yuan, and the annual income is more than 9 dragon yuan.

This is the main reason why China can attract so many foreign workers.

The Guozilian agent added: "Mr. Lan, the courage and wisdom you have shown in the process of fighting against monsters is really commendable. Even the agents of Longan can hardly do better than you."

Lan Qingshan instantly understood that this money was not only a confidentiality fee, but also a reward for killing monsters.

He immediately replied: "Then I will be disrespectful."

Why should you refuse the money you can earn with your skills?

The Guozilian agent took out a document: "Then, since we have reached an agreement, Mr. Lan, please sign this confidentiality agreement."

After all, he handed over a few thin sheets of paper.

Lan Qingshan scanned it roughly, and signed his name with a swipe of a pen.

The moment he put down the pen, his cell phone rang.

"Buzz!"

Lan Qingshan glanced at the screen and saw a text message:
“尊敬的岚先生，您的账号已于3035年6月1日14时22分到账20万龙元整，目前余额226268.42龙元，如有疑问请致电东洲银行。”

Lan Qingshan stared at the text message, feeling a feeling of sudden wealth in his heart.

The predecessor of this body has graduated for three years and is currently an IT equipment maintenance engineer with a monthly salary of only 5200 dragon yuan, which is equivalent to the total income of three years.

The Guozilian agent put away the document and said with a smile: "Mr. Lan, you should have a good rest. Let's take our leave first."

The two got up straight and left the ward.

After Lan Qingshan's excitement eased a little, he shifted his consciousness to the portable space again.

I saw a black piece of iron lying quietly in the space. The pattern, material, and style are generally the same as the lottery tickets in the game, but the definition is higher.

Anyway, no one bothers you now, so let's draw a prize!
(End of this chapter)