My fort has a caliber of three thousand meters

This spit-stuck flamethrower actually linked up with his talent to create slime for him!

Total capacity of 50 rounds, automatically replenished with bullets after 24 hours!

In other words, he can create 50 slimes in one day!

After 10 days, he will have an army of slimes that are absolutely loyal to him!

Zhao Ritian was coughing violently with an excited expression. His throat was so hoarse that it was almost inflamed. Let alone talking, even swallowing saliva felt unbearable pain.

When I came into this world, I saw my talent for the first time.

As long as he is a normal person, he will definitely spit like crazy and create an army of slimes first to protect his own safety, right?

He thought so too.

And he also landed in such a geographical location with water and breadfruit, which was a perfect start.

Logically speaking, the next few days should be about getting up and growing!

Until you can pull out an army of millions of slimes, or fuse into a single slime king with super high combat power!

But the question is, how can normal people have so much phlegm?

As for this talent, the requirements for phlegm are quite high. It must be standard, and anything that is not standard is not enough.

Who knows!

In the past three months, has he almost developed a psychological shadow over spitting?

He swears!

If there is a chance to return to Blue Star, he will definitely not spit everywhere.

No, he can't even spit!

For the first time, he regretted that he was not an older smoker, otherwise he would be a perfect match for this talent. Why didn't he have any hobbies on Blue Star?

He paid the price of making his voice almost useless and unable to even speak!

Finally, he pulled out an army of nearly a hundred slimes behind him, including three small teams of second-level melted slimes!

Relying on this army, he can be considered safe and sound in this valley and survive until now!

Zhao Ritian looked at the pile of green jelly beside him with emotion on his face, tears lingering in his eyes, and he stubbornly raised his head and looked at the sky.

These days are finally over!

He, Zhao Ritian, will never spit in his life!

Then, he raised the flamethrower in his hand, pointed it towards the open space in front of him, and fired all the remaining 49 bullets.

When 49 mouthfuls of thick phlegm fell on the ground, 49 green slimes also rose out of thin air and jumped to Zhao Ritian's side, as if they were looking for their father as soon as they opened their eyes!

Cool!

Stare at the 49 slimes formed in an instant!

Zhao Ritian was in a happy mood and couldn't hold back the pain in his throat and roared loudly.

It’s been a long time since he had such fun making slime!

During this period, he was almost anxious because he couldn't make slime due to severe throat inflammation and pain. Without slime, he couldn't guarantee to survive in this crisis-ridden world!

Now there is finally hope!

Then——

Zhao Ritian looked at the inventory of stuck flamethrowers with gleaming eyes. There were still 9,999 of them.

Sure enough, as he expected, no one bought this useless junk prop!

What if he could buy all the 10,000 spit-stuck flamethrowers!

It means——

He can create 500,000 slimes every day!

In just one day, he can pull out an army comparable to the demon army! ! !

Give him a year!

He can make slime's footsteps travel across the entire continent! ! !

And he, Zhao Ritian, will also have a new title - The Slime Emperor!

But the prerequisite for everything is to exchange all 10,000 flamethrowers.

In his hand now, there is no blood sacrifice point at all.

Zhao Ritian lowered his head and hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth, and with a sudden change of heart, he led his army of slimes and walked out of the valley. There was a gathering point for alien players with about thirty or forty people over there.

Those foreign players did not dare to station themselves in the valley.

Because when these players settled in the valley, Zhao Ritian would hide secretly, and then wait until someone got up in the middle of the night before sending out an army of slimes to swarm them.

After several nights, the group withdrew from the valley.

Been here for half a month.

He never dared to rush out directly and kill these alien players.

One is because he is afraid of death, the other is because he is afraid of death, and the third is because he is really afraid of death.

What if I die?

Although the human race's racial talent can give him an extra life, if his slime army is exhausted, he will have nothing to rely on even if he survives.

In this way, he lived in this valley for three months!

But today, he is not ready to settle down anymore!

Zhao Ritian walked towards the outside of the valley with firm steps, his eyes burning with fierce flames!

The title of Slime Emperor kept roaring in his heart!

He wants to be the emperor of slimes. He must find a way to earn 10,000 blood sacrifice points at the end of the event and exchange all of Na Ka's flamethrowing guns!

Today is the first day of the rise of the Slime Emperor in future history books!

He, Zhao Ritian, is the future Slime Emperor!

Be the enemy of the world!

Zhao Ritian, while constantly cheering himself up in his heart, with thick flames burning in his pupils, walked firmly out of the valley step by step!

And behind him were more than a hundred people.

Jumping slime!

Like a king surrounding himself, he followed Zhao Ritian and jumped forward!

However, at this time, Chen Jiang had no idea that a slime emperor was working hard, nor did he know that Feng Jiutian was nervously staring at his blood sacrifice point.

He was staring nervously at the increase in his blood sacrifice points.

Player Chen Jiang's blood sacrifice point: 41239.

Player Chen Jiang's blood sacrifice point: 42392.

Player Chen Jiang's blood sacrifice point: 42481.

Come on, come on, it’ll be 50,000 soon.

Chen Jiang narrowed his eyes and waited patiently for the last moment.

At this time, except for some scattered players who had no idea why they bought those props, no one was buying them anymore.

The total inventory of these five props now totals 49,982.

In other words, he only needs to wait for another ten minutes and a few more 7,000 blood sacrifice points to get all five items into his arms.

But at this moment——

A voice suddenly sounded in his ear.

Global Speaker!

Mechanical clan player Feng Jiutian: Chen Jiang, do you think you are already close to that three-star item, the Flame Sniper?

You just keep staring at that prop and see who it ends up with in three minutes.

Feng Jiutian, who was standing next to a meat valley, breathed a sigh of relief after sending out the global speaker.

The twelve of them had already raised a total of 4.40,000 blood sacrifice points at the beginning of the event!

Just wait three more minutes!

They will raise a total of 4.50,000 blood sacrifice points and pocket all five props!

Only 9,000 of each prop is needed to fuse it into a three-star prop.

Grandpa said that the best result is to spend 50,000 blood sacrifice points to get all the one-star props.

But spending 4.50,000 blood sacrifice points to exchange these five one-star props for 9,000 each can be considered a success.

But don't know why.

Obviously, he was only one step away from success, but he felt more and more uneasy in his heart!