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

Chapter 905

Ninth Legion, tent.

Like a smiling tiger, Fu Yunhe looked at several officers under him with a smile, as if he was waiting for their request.

But for those who want some face, how can they ask for more.

It wasn't that they were unconvinced, but as veterans, they were upset that a soldier who hadn't been on the battlefield for a year was suddenly riding on his head.

Fu Yunhe waited for a while, picked up the water glass in front of him, toasted several people and said: "Since there is no one, I hope we will have a good time doing it in the future."

"I am a fair person. I am the only voice in the legion. I hope everyone will cooperate."

Fu Yunhe is very iron-blooded in leading the army, but after getting along for a long time, he knows that there is a very gentle side to his iron-bloodedness.

He will change the soldier's medicine, and he will take care of the family members of the dead soldier. He cares about the soldier very much, because he also grew up from a soldier.

"Yes."

"Yes."

"Yes."

Several people said yes again and again, in fact, after being beaten to the ground for the first time, they were a little convinced, and each subsequent deep abuse became more and more acceptable, and I have to say that Fu Yunhe is very experienced in training soldiers.

They are even much stronger than them. They have accepted it in their hearts, but they belong to the kind of dead ducks.

Today's Fu Yunhe invited them to dinner, which can be regarded as a step up. We are all comrades in the trenches. Naturally, there is no major hatred, so reconciliation is a matter of course.

But I have to say that there is Fu Yunhe's calculations in it, and even every step of the legion, he has calculated it accurately.

In his last life, he foolishly thought that if he had high strength and devoted himself to protecting StarCraft, he would fight Zerg. But the fact is that he died, not even at the hands of Zerg. In this life, he took a different path.

So far, the Ninth Army has been stabilized in the hands of Fu Yunhe for the time being, and the devilish training has become more and more intense under the condition of food improvement, which is called inhuman torture by the soldiers.

Fu Yunhe started the training of recruits, he was very busy, and his daily call time was getting less and less, and sometimes he couldn't even get in touch.

However, Fu Yunhe discovered that he has a wife who is busier than him, and sometimes he has time, but Nian Shutong has no time.

Because now Nian Shutong is being abused.

On the third day after the cooperation between the legions was concluded, Uncle Long suddenly appeared in front of Nian Shutong, stretched out a finger, and touched Nian Shutong's shoulder.

After a while, he said, "Okay."

"All right."

Nian Shutong knew that Uncle Long was referring to her internal injuries. After more than a month of cultivation and absorption of the medicine, her internal injuries finally healed.

Uncle Long withdrew his fingers, put his back behind his back, and looked at Nian Shutong.

"You said that your strength is so low, what should you do?"

"It's not an option for you to fight with me, so after my careful consideration, I found a place for you to exercise."

"There are still too few battles. The Zerg you mentioned should be powerful, but too few come out. I don't know if you can touch it. But the one I found for you is very good. You must not be able to beat it."

The more Uncle Long talked, the happier he became. He clapped his hands and said, "I just like watching you being abused. Otherwise, I always feel that life is a little less fun. How about it? Do you want to try?"

Nian Shutong finally waited until Uncle Long finished speaking, she turned her head arrogantly and said: No!

"Hey, hey, hey——how can you play around, I said no!"

"Smelly girl, you really think I'm asking for your opinion! What are you thinking!"

"Then you still ask! I knew it wouldn't work!"

Nian Shutong was held by the back of the neck by Uncle Long, flew in the air, and after a few twists and turns, she reached the sea. Nian Shutong rolled her eyes, and she knew it was here.

In the entire Blue Star, there is only this unknown area left, and she has subdued everything on the land.

"Nian Shutong, listen carefully, you are not allowed to use your contract tree..."

"Uncle Long, let me interrupt. He is a ten thousand-year-old vine, not a stalk."

Uncle Long squinted at Nian Shutong, and said in a very flat tone: "Come on, let your tree stick come out and tell me personally."

Nian Shutong curled her lips, because in her spiritual consciousness, Dao Dao, who was jumping up and down to fight for her own interests, had already quietly lay down.

"Hehe, you're right, he is Shutiaozi, a Shutiaozi who has been single for thousands of years."

Nian Shutong was flattering at first, but Uncle Long's complexion became even worse, and he said in an even more hostile tone: "It's none of your business if you're single, a little girl is in a family, why worry about getting married, you can't learn from others !"

Nian Shutong nunuzui didn't dare to say anything, he always felt that Uncle Long was dissatisfied with himself and Fu Yunhe, could it be that Wannian was single?

Her eyes lit up. That's right, Uncle Long must be a million-year-old single dragon, right?
"Nian Shutong, you really lack practice!"

"bump!"

The water level was smashed into a big hole, and Nian Shutong was thrown into it.

After a few thumps, Nian Shutong had just emerged, and Uncle Long hurriedly tied a few lights to Nian Shutong's wrists and ankles.

"With these, you can only use spells. When can you win a few in the sea, and when can you take them off."

"Is there a problem?"

Uncle Long, high above the clouds, asked Nian Shutong.

Nian Shutong echoed: "No."

She used to play jokes with Uncle Long, and she knew it was for her own good, and Uncle Long was even more so.

She clearly knows that she lacks fighting, and compared with her previous life, she is much less.

Nian Shutong had no time to waste. She felt the confinement between her wrists and ankles, which would slow down her spellcasting speed and reduce her combat power by about one-third.

"bring it on!"

Nian Shutong was about to go up into the sky. The technique was a large-scale attack, and the short distance did not have any advantage, so she wanted to go up.

Just when her figure rose to about ten meters, a tentacle with a large suction cup shot out from inside as if tearing apart the sea water, wrapping around Nian Shutong's body.

"Grass!"

"Sword come!"

This is Nian Shutong's improved spell formula, which is many times faster than before, but it turns out that it is still not fast enough, because she was thrown far away before a sword light slashed up.

"boom----"

Nian Shutong was thrown into the sea, and his face hurt from being hit.

"Don't beat people——Gululu Gululu"

Before Nian Shutong finished yelling, he was stung by a huge jellyfish in the sea, and his whole body began to sink.

This is not the worst, when half of her body was numb from being stung, before recovering from it, a huge and kind-looking sea turtle hit Nian Shutong heavily with its tortoise shell. abdomen.

On the bottom of the sea, Nian Shutong was knocked out for a long distance, and there were a lot of bubbles.

At this moment, a big crab stretched out its huge pincers and grabbed one of Nian Shutong's legs.

At this time, Nian Shutong had only one thought, after going back tonight, she wanted to eat a hodgepodge of seafood.

(End of this chapter)