My right eye is a god-level computer

The sky was clear, and behind them were two lush green mountains.

On the flat open space in front of them, a group of lower-class residents of T-one surrounded the wooden platform, watching the two young men on the platform who were confronting each other.

Mr. Huo had the meaning of a mixed-race handsome guy. Although he was arrogant and domineering, he was also evilly handsome, and his facial features were one in a million.

And the young man in white, with a smile on his lips, stood casually, as if he was hiding a heavy weight like a mountain or a sea, and like an angel descending, making people feel beautiful and impeccable.

The girl Zhang was not there, licking her lips slightly.

They were definitely two invincible bodies.

But No. 8 still won, and I don’t know why, I always feel that no one can compare with him.

I don’t know how he got this look through meditation. How many model magazines did he have to watch and take the best from each one?

The girl blushed slightly and murmured, "Great."

It was the fat Boss Zhao who would not do anything without profit. He smiled and stepped forward to shake hands with Brother Liu, "Young Master No. 8, are you going to go into the mountain today?"

His little eyes rolled around, "If it were someone else going into the mountain, I might ignore it, but if it were you, I would strongly support it!"

Mr. Huo, who was holding an umbrella, frowned, "Boss Zhao, you want him to share the ginseng mountain with me? Are you crazy? What kind of person is he?"

Mr. Huo looked at Brother Liu from top to bottom as soon as he came on stage.

Wearing such simple clothes and a watch with zero mental power, he is definitely a poor guy from the lower class!

If he had the skills to dig ginseng, would he be trapped in T-one?

Boss Zhao turned around, and Mr. Huo didn't dare to offend him. He nodded and said, "This brother No. 8 is not ordinary. He just arrived here yesterday and found two hundred-year-old ginsengs. Others don't know, but I can see it clearly while hiding on the side!"

As soon as these words came out,

Someone among the lower-class residents gathered below reacted immediately!

"Yes, it's him!"

"He didn't even enter the mountain yesterday, and he just pulled out a hundred-year-old ginseng here!"

"This kid is not ordinary, he has a special sensory ability!"

Everyone sighed.

The eyes looking at Liu Di were full of awe. If there was anyone who could fight against the four-eyed master, it had to be him!

But the four-eyed master looked calm, glanced at Liu Di lightly, and said slowly: "I was born in this T-one area. Relying on this ginseng digging method, I entered T-two step by step. In the past 30 years, I have dug out hundreds of ten-year ginseng, 20 hundred-year ginseng, and 4 thousand-year ginseng!"

"I know that the ginseng in this mountain has a unique distribution pattern, which coincides with the 'Creation Map' created by our missionary master."

The four-eyed master glanced at Liu Di again, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, "You didn't even enter the mountain, but only found ginseng in this plain. It can only mean one thing, that you are not strong, but lucky!"

Then.

The master looked at Mr. Huo proudly again, "I will not compete with such a person who lives on luck. This is a disgrace to my name as a master."

"Hehe."

"So that's how it is."

Mr. Huo raised his eyebrows and looked at Liu Di sideways, "Did you hear that garbage collector? The master disdains to compete with you. It's embarrassing!"

How can a normal young man with a hot temper endure such a series of humiliations?

Even the girl Zhang Buzai was a little angry and resisted the urge to curse!

The young man in white on the stage laughed and said, "If you don't want to compete, then both hills are mine today. As for you, leave now."

"You"

Mr. Huo's face flushed, "I didn't say we were leaving, you leave now!"

"Stop arguing!"

"Listen to me!"

Boss Zhao stood in the middle of the two, "Both sides are top ginseng diggers. There are two ginseng hills behind them, one for each of them, digging ginseng at the same time, competing at the same time! Within 3 hours, if one side falls behind, the hill will be handed over!"

Master Simu snorted coldly, "Boss Zhao is indeed a businessman. With such an arrangement, you will always reap the benefits! But I still say that I will not compete with such inferior people, which will damage the reputation of missionaries!"

Brother Liu shook his head and chuckled, "You are still a missionary? The 'Creation Map' is clearly the 'Geographical Mechanism' map created by Mozi, a great Chinese master. Your ancestor came to China to beg for food. Not only did he not know how to be grateful, but he also stole our knowledge. What belongs to you? We created it ourselves. Apart from those sexual positions between men and women, there is nothing else!"

Liu Di slowly raised his head and glanced at the short-skirted beauty behind Master Simu, his eyes full of disdain, "Comparing with you is an insult to my status! You old rogue!"

"You"

Master Simu's face also turned red, and his face and muscles trembled with anger, "You are talking nonsense! These are all rumors!"

"Rumors?"

Liu Di curled his lips, "I am very familiar with the heir of the Mo family. If he were here, believe it or not, he would beat you up on the spot, although He may not be able to beat you."

"You! You've pissed me off!"

Master Simu trembled all over and shouted, "I'll fight him and beat him to death!"

Liu Di raised his eyebrows and said, "If we're going to fight, let's fight bigger!"

When Boss Zhao heard this, his eyes lit up, "What do you mean?"

Liu Di said, "The loser has to hand over 10,000 points of spiritual power!"

"Haha, you're so sharp-tongued!"

But Master Huo stretched out his wrist and showed his watch. The number on it was 8, followed by a string of 0s!

He said: "10,000 points of spiritual power is insignificant to me, and I won't even feel anything. And you, a pauper! What do you have to bet with me?"

But Master Simu gritted his teeth and said: "You can bet. If he loses, I will take his life!"

I heard Brother Liu say again: "You have to listen carefully. What I mean is, for a difference of one ginseng, you have to hand over 10,000 points of spiritual power!"

"Huh?"

Mr. Huo suddenly felt guilty, "This"

But Master Simu was still furious, "Let's bet as usual, don't be afraid!"

"Haha!"

"Good! Exciting and interesting!"

The profiteer Boss Zhao rubbed his hands excitedly, "I haven't encountered such an interesting thing for many years! Let's start now, brother No. 8, you are responsible for Dongshan, Mr. Huo, you are responsible for Xishan!"

"And I, with dozens of residents, will testify for you together!"

Brother Liu smiled heartily, "Haha, Dongshan is good, as the saying goes, make a comeback!"