My fort has a caliber of three thousand meters

Chapter 99 What do you mean by what you said today?

Brother Jiang?

Scar Dog frowned and said strangely: Who would exchange for a flamethrower that can do nothing but get stuck?

Although our flamethrower is not very normal and has the quirk of smoking, at least it can breathe fire, and its power is pretty good.

Under certain circumstances, it can also be of great use.

But the flamethrower in this altar shop really removes the stuck phlegm and is of no use.

Who would buy this? It can't be to make the enemy feel sick when they fight, right?

Hey, wait?

Scar Dog suddenly held his chin with one hand and spoke thoughtfully: It doesn't seem impossible. In this case, the enemy's immediate combat effectiveness should be greatly reduced, right?

Is it possible that this person thinks the same way?

Chen Jiang did not speak, but stared at the information stream next to the prop with a slightly serious face.

This person spent a few blood sacrifice points to purchase a one-star prop, which had no impact on him.

It's just a one-star prop, and he's got a lot of it.

What really worries him is whether it will cause a chain reaction.

Could anyone see human player Zhao Ritian buying such an item, and then buying one with the intention of giving it a try? This would be like a domino, triggering more people to buy this item, thus triggering an avalanche! !

He had already secretly decided in his heart.

Once more people turn their attention here, he will no longer hide anything and immediately invest all the blood sacrifice points in exchange for enough one-star props.

Although his blood sacrifice points are only enough for him to exchange for 2.80,000 one-star props, it is enough, at least it is much better than trying to get nothing in the end.

However--

He waited patiently for a minute.

After that, no one bought this stuck flamethrower anymore.

Not only did Zhao Ritian not make a second purchase, but other players also obviously didn't notice such a small change, or they noticed it but didn't care, and maybe even cursed a fool inwardly.

Not only is this prop no longer purchased.

No one bought the other four props.

Obviously, the human player Zhao Ritian had some magical idea flashing through his mind, and then he just bought one at random and tried it.

See this.

Chen Jiang breathed a sigh of relief. It's okay. Just wait a little longer. Just wait a little longer.

Let him accumulate enough 50,000 points, and he will definitely sweep away all these props!

But in a place that Chen Jiang didn't know.

At this time, Feng Jiutian was also staring at the information flow next to the stuck flamethrower prop. He clenched his fists nervously. After seeing that there was no follow-up for a while, he breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

to be honest!

The moment just now, when he saw a human player buying a spitting flamer, he felt that his blood pressure had risen! ! !

That moment.

He had already imagined in his mind the scenario in which the human player Chen Jiang suddenly wiped out these five items in an instant, causing his plan to completely fail.

But luckily.

What followed the human player was not the word Chen Jiang, but a strange name, Zhao Ritian.

And this Zhao Ritian, after buying one, never bought again, obviously on a whim.

He now has nearly 9k blood sacrifice points.

Logically speaking, he can almost rob a kind of prop.

But he couldn't do that.

the reason is simple.

Once he buys 9,000 spit-stuck flamers at one time, you can imagine what will happen. Those racial players will definitely swarm in and use the other four useless props like hungry wolves seeing fat. All looted.

So he must wait patiently.

Wait until you have accumulated 50,000 blood sacrifice points, and then sweep away all five props at once!

Even if other players sense their purpose, it is already too late and cannot affect them at all.

As for the flamethrower exchanged by the human player Zhao Ritian, it didn't have much impact on him.

after all.

As long as 9,000 stuck flamethrowers are needed, they can be fused into a powerful three-star prop.

There are a full 10,000 pieces of stuck flamethrowing guns in stock.

The lack of one of them doesn't matter at all, as long as it doesn't attract the attention of other players.

He currently only has nearly 9,000 blood sacrifice points.

Then he looked at the communication screen in front of him and said in a serious voice, You must speed up as fast as possible. My single blood sacrifice point has reached 9,000, and the total of the eleven of you is less than 20,000.

I have reason to suspect that you are hiding something secret.

I don't want our grudges against each other to affect this plan.

When the twelve of us collected 50,000 blood sacrifice points, we immediately redeemed all five props in the altar shop!

Hurry up, the longer you delay, the more likely it is to have an accident!

The communication screen in front of you has eleven split screens, and these eleven split screens correspond to eleven people carrying out orders.

When Feng Jiutian finished speaking.

A man with dyed white hair in the picture was sitting on a chair, playing with his nails, and said casually without raising his head: Yes, who can compete with you, Lord Feng Jiutian?

The elder will replenish the meat grain for you as much as you use it.

Forget about killing 9,000 alien players in one hour. If you run faster, what's the difficulty in killing 20,000 alien players in one hour?

Our meat grains are all harvested with hard work in the past three months, so we use a little less.

We have run out of meat grain, but there are no elders to replenish it for us.

Why don't you, Lord Feng Jiutian, give us some of your meat valley authority?

We promise to get it done as quickly as possible.

Feng Jiutian's face was cold. He looked at the white-haired man who spoke and said word by word: Su Tianfei, let me tell you, I have been in a bad mood recently. You'd better not make me angry.

oh?

In the picture, the white-haired man sitting on the chair sneered disdainfully, looked up at Feng Jiutian and said with a faint smile: Even if I make you angry, what can you do?

You are only ranked sixteenth among those who carry out orders, while I am ranked ninth.

Have you not understood the reality, my Lord Feng Jiutian?

After Feng Jiutian was silent for a while, he stared at the white-haired man with an indifferent expression and said softly: I will tell my grandfather, the elder, that you insulted me. If nothing else, he will assign you some fatal tasks, so that You execute it.”

I have never asked my grandfather. This is the first time I ask. I am just a follower of orders. I guess I will not be rejected.

The man in the picture was obviously stunned for a moment. He subconsciously sat up straight and stared at Feng Jiutian's unsmiling face. He suddenly felt a sting at the corner of his mouth and twitched a few times before he bit the bullet and spoke.

You said before that you were able to get to where you are today only because of your own abilities.

And I will never rely on the elders in my family to be arrogant and domineering.

What do you mean by what you said today?