I Have Doraemon's Treasure Bag

Just when he was puzzled, Qin Lele pushed in the door and put a large glass of several liters of freshly squeezed in front of Ding Dangmao: "Liaomao, taste the bloody juice from the leaves I just made."

The fresh and tender leaves, plus the duck blood-based hairy blood were beaten into juice, and then put in all kinds of weird seasonings that can be called dark dishes, making this cup of freshly squeezed extra special. … .. alluring.

Ding Dangmao's eyes lit up: "It smells pretty good."

After all, I picked up the cup of bloody leaf juice and took a sip.

The sense of taste and smell that had been transformed by Insect Dan suddenly tasted a strange and refreshing taste, making him seem to be a cooking judge of gourmet animation, so good that he almost couldn't control his strength and burst into clothes on the spot.

Tons of tons, several liters of juice poured into the stomach, Ding Dangmao licked the corners of his mouth with satisfaction.

"Comfortable, I haven't had such a delicious drink for a long time... How do you know I'm thirsty?"

Qin Lele was puzzled, and then showed a virtuous wife smile: "I'm not there, I just tried a new dish and let you try it. Are you hungry now? I happen to be using the kitchen, and I want to eat it at noon today. What, I'll do it for you!"

"...No, I'll just eat a nutrition bar."

Ding Dangmao tried his best to let himself show a genuine smile.

After Qin Lele left, he shouted angrily at the Pai Gow in his hand: "If I'm thirsty! I'll pour the water myself! You don't need to meddle here!"

Lucky Poker:  …

What do you think, it's just props.

Depressed, he put the playing cards in his pocket, and Ding Dangmao continued to feed in the underground incubation room. Now there are thousands of small props waiting to be fed to him, and when they grow up, they will be enough to arm a division.

In the past, he watched these little props grow up slowly, and he was extremely satisfied from the bottom of his heart.

But today, I really don't have the mood.

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In the afternoon, Spark Pavilion.

"You said that you were entangled with a weird causal item?"

One of the high-level members of Xinghuo Pavilion, T3 power user, soldier.

He is naturally also a fan of Ding Dangmao, and has the super power of [Fortune Transformer]. He is the only T3 power user of the causal system in Xinghuo Pavilion.

"Can I take a look?" The soldier asked with an interested look.

He was only 18 years old. He was once tricked into being obsessed with gambling. After becoming a righteous man, he liked to gamble with his life. He fought all the way to T3 level in just a few months.

Ding Dangmao took out the [Happy Playing Cards] and put it on the table.

The soldier took out these Pai Gows, looked at them one by one, and finally drew out the playing cards belonging to the "Joker", saying: "Every card contains good luck, only this one is entwined with bad luck, if I guessed correctly, When these good luck cards are exhausted, the bad luck cards will awaken... very dangerous."

Ding Dangmao said: "Actually, this deck of cards can be transferred."

The soldier heard the words and nodded: "Drumming to pass the flower, the last person who took over was unlucky. The person who made this card must be an iron jerk, either a commercial giant or a pyramid sales leader, who specializes in playing financial industry games."

Ding Dangmao: "..."

This is what I drew, not what I made.

I just got it 'accidentally' too.

"Don't worry, Brother Ding, I have a way to get you out of this thing. Instead of letting bad luck come in various ways, it's better to turn it into a real thing and kill it... Let's prepare a trap!"

While speaking, he pushed Pai Gow over and said, "Brother Ding, what wish do you want to realize? You can make a wish on these playing cards now. The smaller the wish, the better, and the less backlash you will have."

Ding Dangmao remembered that it took him half a T2-level willpower to extract this thing.

He asked, "What if I made a big wish?"

The soldier shook his head: "[-]% of it can't be achieved. According to my experience, the limit of this card can only allow you to buy a lottery ticket to win the third prize, and the first prize cannot be won."

"Or, I have another way—"

After that, he drew a playing card with his hand and asked, "You are its owner, can you agree to let me use this card?"

Ding Dangmao understood that this was a prerequisite for dealing with the ability to launch.

Taking advantage of other people's luck requires the consent of others.

If he used it forcibly, it would take too much energy and he couldn't bear it.

"Of course." Ding Dangmao affirmed.

After the soldier got permission, he quickly activated his super power, and saw that the playing card in the soldier's hand was wrapped by a mysterious force. After experiencing a transformation that he could not observe, the playing card had disappeared. .....

Instead, a puppet guard wearing a golden armor, holding a thunderbolt gun, and a laser staff hanging around his waist stood in front of him.

I can feel that I can drive this golden puppet.

It is like a child separated from itself.

"This is an elite soldier that I made with your luck, brother Ding. Because of its strong fortune, its quality is also very high. Its strength and speed are close to that of the T3 power user, and the weapons on his body are almost the same as the original."

"However, it can only last for ten minutes at most. If it is a high-intensity battle, it can last for a shorter time; but they have a strong sense of battle and are not afraid of life and death, so their combat power should not be underestimated."

Ding Dangmao understood and asked, "How many of these arms can you make?"

"Hundreds of them are no problem... It's not that I have super powers, it's that this batch of super power props that Brother Ding picked up is too outrageous. In other words, I can convert a hundred or so numbers at most. It's just an armed force composed of ordinary people."

The soldier smiled, explained his superpower, and then said, "So, Brother Ding, let's continue?"

Ding Dangmao was also aroused by the opponent's super powers.

He nodded: "Go on!"

Chapter [-] Fortune-telling Soldiers (Part [-])

Below the mountain is a trap that Ding Dangmao placed.

The surroundings were already covered with all kinds of bombs. Dozens of golden armored soldiers guarded the surroundings. Ding Dangmao took out the playing cards, only the last "Joker" was left on it.

From this card came a suffocating sense of threat.

As if it could kill itself.

"Let it change too." Ding Dangmao handed the last poker card to the soldier and said, "I don't want to keep this thing for a moment."

And the soldier also took this card with lingering fears, and said with emotion: "It is full of bad luck, I have never seen such an outrageous fortune, and I don't know what kind of monsters will be cultivated... ."

After all, he started to switch.

But then, he found that his willpower was rapidly depleting.

You must know that the super-power of a soldier does not consume much willpower. Most of the strength of this ability is related to fortune, and willpower is just a supplement - but even so, even if it is just a supplementary willpower , are lost so quickly.

The next moment, he threw the card into the pothole under the mountain.

"Prepare--"

The soldier widened his eyes and exclaimed, "It's coming!"

The next moment, a fierce to the extreme aura gushed out from the pit, Ding Dangmao only saw a dark purple light flickering, and a mysterious figure emerged...

It was a clown who seemed to run out of a circus.

The moment he saw it, Ding Dangmao felt goosebumps all over.

"Hahahaha--"

Ding Dangmao heard laughter.

The ultimate malice is coming.

Immediately afterwards, all the bombs buried around were detonated, and the shock bombs and the big shock bombs exploded one after another, turning the no-man's land under the mountains into a high-temperature hell!

The flames soared into the sky, and the two were even forced back by the heat wave from below.

But then, a figure rose into the sky from the boundless flames, destroying half of his body in the explosion and flames, and the still-burning clown stepped on a unicycle, holding a bomb in his hand, riding the bike with a weird smile Benz came over...

"Hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee-"

As he approached, strange laughter came from all around.

Ding Dangmao only felt that his scalp was numb. This guy was completely aimed at him, and his malice towards him was so pure that he had never seen it in his life.

Dozens of golden-armored puppet soldiers rushed over on the spot, and they heard the uniform "eat melon" command, and the laser gushed out and shot at the clown.

But the laser laser, which is enough to break the T2 super energy field, just showed ripples.

The soldiers in the golden armor were not discouraged, but flew forward, some erected their shields, some drew their weapons, some were supported by firepower around them, and some were still nibbling on big melons...

All of them are extremely fast, reaching [-] meters per second.

The strength is also great, stepping on a lot of pits on the ground.

But the Joker is faster--

Just passing by, the shield was torn apart, and it didn't even play a defensive role. It laughed and threw bombs, bursting out countless nails and darts, covering a radius of hundreds of meters.

In an instant, the defense line of the golden armored soldiers was torn apart.

The body is like a hedgehog, with a ferocious sharp knife growing.

There was no serious fight, just a circle, and the golden armored soldiers who came for melee combat were cut into several segments on the spot, and immediately dissipated into countless golden dots.

Ding Dangmao saw through the essence of the opponent's attack - the super energy field.

"I'm super, really hurt, Run!"

It was the first time he saw that the enemy could use the super energy field to attack like himself, and it seemed to be more slippery than himself, and he could even leave the body.

"He didn't come for you, I'll leave first!"

After all, Ding Dangmao dodged and left on the spot.

The soldier didn't say a word, and ducked to the side - the monster transformed by bad luck will launch an endless pursuit of his master until his master is dead.

After the master's life and death, it is fortunate that they will be destroyed wildly until they disappear... and before, these doomed troops did not bother to hurt others.

"I've never seen such a strong monster before."

The soldier broke out in cold sweat: "Brother Ding, I wish you good luck."

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The clown can break through the defense line of the golden armored soldiers in a few seconds. After witnessing Ding Dangmao escape, flames spurted out from behind his buttocks as he was chasing after him on a unicycle. The speed of the whole person was increased, and it already exceeded the speed of sound!

Ding Dangmao had no plans to confront him head-on.