Interstellar Farming: The sick and weak male protagonist is struggling to survive on money

Chapter 169
Nian Shutong's reminder made the two bald men apologize to Fu Yunhe.

"sorry Sorry."

"My fault, my fault."

Standing behind Nian Shutong, Fu Yunhe calmed his disobedient heart, and nodded calmly, indicating that he accepted it.

Satisfied, Nian Shutong got up and stood aside, making way for the two big men, with a harmless smile on his face.

"Please."

The big man with a knife on his leg outside wants to cry but has no tears. How should I go?
"Oh... look at my memory." Nian Shutong only lightly raised one finger, and an arc was drawn in the void, and the blue dagger turned into dots of stars and disappeared.

If it weren't for the blood hole on the big man's leg, which kept dripping red blood, the people around might think it was an illusion.

This move once again made the two big men terrified and kicked down their iron ancestors.

The two of them, supporting each other, walked far, far, far away. It was not enough to get out of this section of the starship, and they went all the way to the end of the starship.

I don't want to meet this woman again in this life, as for revenge?does not exist.

The two of them may not be good people, but for a ruthless person like Nian Shutong, they know that next time they provoke, there will only be one end.

Nian Shutong on the other side didn't care about what happened just now, she just frowned and looked at the blood on the ground.

"Hey, I still have little experience, killing a thousand enemies, and harming myself."

"Puff. Cough cough cough" A man in the seat next to him stood up embarrassedly. His body was relatively strong, but he was a little short. He looked at Nian Shutong and said, "I'm sorry, I really couldn't hold back."

"It's okay." Nian Shutong waved his hand, ready to sit down, if it is dirty, it will be dirty.

"Why don't you sit here with me? There are empty seats on both sides of me." The man doesn't like to sit with others, and he is fat, so he often buys three seats and buys both sides of himself.

"Thank you, but it's not necessary. Let's just wipe it off." After Nian Shutong finished speaking, Fu Yunhe who was next to him had already taken out a bottle of cleaning spray. After a few simple sprays, the blood stains disappeared.

This method, this speed, isn't it too skilled!

Not only Nian Shutong thought this way, but also the people next to him. What's more, they thought that one of these two people would kill and the other would clean up the battlefield.

None of them are good stubble.

"Professional." Nian Shutong gave Fu Yunhe a thumbs up as a compliment.

"There are more professional ones." Fu Yunhe put away the cleaning spray, and took out two thin white boxes. He put one inside, and pressed the button next to it, and the box popped open.

The unfolded box is as thin as a cicada's wings and spreads out like a net, covering the entire chair without leaving a single gap.

"Sit at ease, it is very strong, and it is disposable, so you don't have to worry about others sitting on it."

Nian Shutong curiously touched the film with his hands. He didn't know what material it was made of, and it wasn't slippery at all. He could still clearly feel the texture of the chair, but there was obviously a layer of film blocking it.

"Perfect." Nian Shutong sat on it comfortably, and there was a faint fragrance, which made her very comfortable, and perfectly isolated the sweat and blood left by the big man just now.

At this time, Fu Yunhe had already sat down, and took out two things again.

He first pulled out a table beside the chair, put a kettle on it and said, "Honey water."

"There is also an eye mask. If you are tired, you can wear it to sleep."

Nian Shutong looked at the things on the table and looked up from the side. Fu Yunhe's pretty side face made her admire for a moment.

"Xiaohe, where did you get all these things? Are you ready to run away at any time?"

It's not that she doubts, but that she is too complete.

"Hehe..." Fu Yunhe laughed like a clear spring and said, "How dare I run away."

He took out another white blanket, handed it to Nian Shutong, bent down and pressed the button under the chair, and a piece popped up from the bottom of the chair, allowing people to lie on the whole chair.

"These things are bought by the way when buying tickets. We have to jump for ten hours. It is always good to be more comfortable."

At this time, Nian Shutong was stuffed with a neck pillow by Fu Yunhe, and he lay comfortably and warmly on the chair.

"Comfortable?"

"I want to sleep." Nian Shutong was so comfortable that she didn't even want to open her eyes.

Fu Yunhe looked at the rare and lazy Nian Shutong and said, "Get a good night's sleep. After the starship sails, there won't be any troubles, because this is not allowed."

He knew that Nian Shutong should seldom sleep, and no one's strength would increase out of thin air.

Nian Shutong lazily opened one eye, glanced at Fu Yunhe and said, "Remember to call me."

"Don't worry, I can't go anywhere without you."

Fu Yunhe wasn't joking either, with his current strength, all his sense of security came from Nian Shutong next to him.

Nian Shutong had already closed her eyes, a smile remained on her lips, and she really fell asleep after a while.

It's not how reassuring she is, even if she believes in Fu Yunhe, she still can't believe in his weak strength!

She relies on knives.

The knife in the sea of ​​consciousness has neither rested nor cultivated. He is in the middle of choosing a book, what should he carry?

Or Xianxia?Is it a bit repetitive.

Daodao couldn't make up his mind, so he simply sent a message under his Xingbo account.

Word Porter: What's your next book?Wuxia, Xianxia, ​​and detective choose one of three, and the one with the most praises will be hired after five days.

Although the news has just been sent out, the enthusiasm for Zhu Xian still exists, and many book lovers are paying attention to the account of the word porter.

[Wengong, have your account been hacked? 】

[Can Xingwang still be hacked? 】

[Although the chances are slim, what does the message above mean? 】

[I really don’t know the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth, and the person who wrote a book dares to ask netizens to help you choose the genre. 】

【Hey!Young people can never recognize themselves. 】

[Master Wengong, I really want to believe you, but your tone is a bit loud. 】

【really. 】

[How good it is to continue writing about your Xianxia, ​​and it can also strengthen a group of book friends.Want to find something? 】

[Isn't this just making yourself uncomfortable?Is there any author who allows readers to pick genres?Are you that confident? 】

[I must say that no one can be good at all genres. 】

[Am I the only one curious about martial arts?What is a detective? 】

【who cares!I beg the detective.That sounds good! 】

[I'm also here to join in the fun and write about martial arts. 】

[Continue to beg the fairy man!nice! 】

The comment area below has been built with tall buildings, 90.00% don't believe it, 5.00% are dubious, and 5.00% join in the fun and come up with ideas.

Interstellar novel culture is also very barren.Most of them are mech wars, Zerg wars, bloody battles, etc. Of course, there is also a kind of eternal god, which is love.

In any case, the classification that Dao Dao wants finally started to like it.

As for what the netizens said, Dao Dao doesn't care at all, he is not alone?Thousands of Earth authors are behind him to support him.

After sending the message, Dao Dao had nothing to do and didn't want to practice, so he quietly guarded Nian Shutong and let her have a good sleep.

At this time, Fu Yunhe was a little troubled.

"Hey brother, where did you buy all this?"

"I never knew that you can prepare so many things on a starship?"

"How did you come up with it? It's amazing!"

(End of this chapter)