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Chapter 168 The Second Young Master's Experience ([-])

"Let me tell you the truth, buddy," the second young master cocked his lips, "I am indeed the second young master of Giant Spirit City. Now I am just in the probationary period; when I go back, I will give you ten thousand Groschens! "

The player sighed: "Yes, yes, you are the second young master. Let me tell you, I am also an extraordinary person. I am Qin Shihuang. Now that I am resurrected, I can rule the world as long as I wake up the 5000 terracotta warriors underground. So I need a sum of money. As long as you transfer [-] Groshen to my game account and help me restore the country successfully, I will reward you with a province as a prince!"

The second young master asked: "Really?"

"Of course it's fake, you stupid brain!" The player said bitterly, "This kind of fraudulent text message is regarded as a joke because it is too silly. I, Qin Shihuang, send money!"

The second young master lowered his head slightly.

He knew that the member of the Flying Potato Sect who had a good relationship with him in front of him had never believed what he said.

Everyone is like that.

Never mind, though, they'll find out soon enough.

"Where is the No. [-] post?" the second young master asked.

"Are you really going? All right, live longer," the player said carelessly, "If one day I go online and find that you have hung up, then my life will be less fun."

He pointed to the bus stop sign outside: "Calculate the time, the next bus is coming, you should wait."

After about 5 minutes, a black shadow appeared in the depths of the wasteland.

The black shadow is getting bigger and bigger.

"What's that?" The second young master opened his mouth slightly.

He had never seen anything so outrageous.

The second young master originally thought that after seeing so many tricks from the Feitian Potato God Sect in the Giant Spirit City, he would take it easy no matter what happened.

The two stood by the stop sign, watching a huge pig galloping towards them.

"As you can see, this is a bus pig," the player said. "In terms of work, the players who spend all day in the city of giants are not ranked. It depends on the people who run around in the wasteland." .”

snort!snort!
A giant pig as tall as two Second Young Masters stopped in front of him.

The dozen or so players above climbed down the rope ladder, and then separated to do their own things.

The giant pig turned its head to look at the two people waiting on the side of the stop sign, its big ears swaying back and forth.

Its body is painted with the words "Baby Bashi" in big characters, and the license plate number "002" is written on its forehead.

"Well, this is a mutant species, it looks so huge. Do I really want to take this pig to the No. [-] outpost?"

The second young master felt a red-hot iron stick inserted into his brain and stirred it up.

snort!snort!
The giant pig squealed impatiently.

It looked at the second young master, and the speaker on its head began to play a lively and lovely female recording: "Little handsome guy, come and play!"

The giant pig's benevolent face and the corners of its mouth grinned, as if the words came from the pig's mouth.

The second young master only felt his mind go blank.

The giant pig looked at the player next to it and purred.

"Little beauty, come and play!"

The player frowned, feeling that this matter was not simple.

He spread his legs and shook his crotch vigorously towards the giant pig: "Do you have bad eyesight, pig? I'm a man, a man!"

The giant pig smacks its mouth.

"Oh—that's disgusting."

The two female players walked past the stop sign while talking.

"Go, Erzai, I'm already waiting to pay." The player pointed to the giant pig's back.

"I always keep my word." The second young master climbed up the rope ladder.

On the back of the giant pig, there are a total of twelve decent seats, six deck chairs and corresponding parasols.

The three players are lying on the deck chairs, drinking juice drinks comfortably.

The scorching sun was blocked by parasols, leaving only the ultimate enjoyment like a baby crib.

The second young master followed suit and lay down on a deck chair.

"Hey, do you have juice? I've run out of stock," said a player on his left. "The original price is one Groschen per bottle, and I'll offer two Groschens. Hello?"

The player turned his head, feeling like he had never seen this person before.

He looked up at the nickname, no.

No nickname.

Wait, why is there no nickname?
This is... an NPC?

Why did the NPC come to take the bus pig?

The player coughed for a long time and almost choked to death on the mouthful of juice in his mouth.

"You, you!" He couldn't say it for a long time.

The second young master regained his composure as a company executive: "This member of the Flying Potato Sect, I'm going to the No. [-] outpost, where are you going?"

"Oh my god, it's a short life! NPCs will run around!" The player hurriedly took a photo of the second young master, preparing to post it on the forum to attract attention.

Run around?
The second young master always felt that what he said made it seem like he could only crawl on the ground.

……

Sitting on the back of a giant pig, looking into the distance.

The second young master discovered for the first time that the world is so big.

I thought it was all the giant spirit cities in the world, but it was just a very small place in the world.

He had also heard of many cities built by human survivors, such as the Brotherhood's Thunder City; but that was just lip service, like an unreal distant place.

Drip!Drip!
The tablet on his body buzzed.

Is it a message from the boss of [Luoshui Three Thousand]?
The second young master searched Meizi Street for a long time, but he didn't find any trace of this big game player.

A few members of the Flying Potato God Sect probably knew a little bit, but they just asked him to go to the warehouse area to find Dr. Anton.

He didn't make it in the end, because the guards of the Flying Potato Sect were all around, seeing that he was not "one of our own", they didn't let him pass at all.

"Let me take a look." The second young master opened the tablet.

What popped up was not the game message window, but a warning that was as red as blood: You are approaching the red distortion zone, please evacuate immediately!
The second young master's expression changed.

Relying on the huge size of the bus pig, it is still within his acceptable range to rampage in the corruption zone, but is it comparable to the horror legend's distortion zone?
"Let me go down! Let me go down!" He was so frightened that his scalp was numb.

"Noisy, noisy, what's the noise?" a player said.

"The distortion zone, it's the distortion zone! It's too dangerous, how can you sleep!" The second young master was terrified.

"They're all young people, so they'll sleep if they don't fall down," the player who spoke smiled. "It's good that the distortion zone is dangerous, but now it's almost within the range of the Queen's Land. As long as you don't take the initiative to provoke the creatures here, they are basically God will not take the initiative to attack you."

While the second young master was terrified, he passed the "giant pig station" again.

At the bus stop, the giant pig he was on ate forage for 15 minutes, and then continued to the "No. [-] Outpost".

two hours later.

The second young master climbed down from the giant pig's rope ladder.

He looked at the outpost in front of him, his eyes twitching.

Next to this entrance, isn't that the fraternity logo?

There are frat decorations and furnishings everywhere.

His status is so noble, if he is caught, the Brotherhood will definitely demand a huge amount of resources from the company as a ransom.

"he came."

Six armed guards of the Flying Potato Cult stared straight at him.

"The company person is here? I'm so tired, I want to do a SPA."

Potato girl is sitting on a soft water bed, wearing sunglasses and drinking juice.

She turned her head, looked at the second young master and said, "Can you contact the company who collects the raw ore? Let's make it clear in advance that we have very high requirements for the authority of the company's people."

The second young master frowned: "It must be me!"

"Go inside the outpost and say."

(End of this chapter)