I was a hero before the collapse of civilization

Wu Ling put his palms together immediately, "Auntie, I don't want to work hard anymore, Auntie, please take care of me."

Eden: "No, oh, I'm very clean, and if you... are suspended, you still need to bring a secretary?"

Eden looked at Yun, "You are her little secretary."

Yun nodded quickly, and shook his head quickly after he realized it, "No, no, I'm not, I'm the pilot of the fifth detachment, the kind that drives airplanes and rocket cars, and I've been mixing with the vice-captain Wu Ling, so I got mixed up, In addition, the captain was concerned about the vice-captain's body, so he threw me out."

Although Yun seriously suspected that it was because Xiaowen liked to steal himeko's small oranges and kangaroo jerky that he couldn't help but throw it down, but he himself threw himself down because Xiaowen needed someone to take care of him. It's a lying gun.

Wu Ling: "I don't have a little secretary, I'm still someone else's assistant."

"Mebius? I've heard of her, a... well, a very strong professor who is well-known in various fields. I have seen a lot of the theory of semi-perpetual motion machines that she proposed before. Although I think it is not correct, I have no way to refute it.”

Eden is still very concerned about science, and science is also an art, an art pursued by a few people.

"What semi-perpetual motion machine."

"Bacteria's flagellar motor, something she really seemed to want to work on."

Noon Zero: "???"

Flagella, huh—it sounds a bit strange, are you sure this is something Mebius will study?

Go back and ask.

Eden fed Xiaowen fruit. Xiaowen didn't know how much she ate and was still eating, but her body didn't seem to gain weight.

Wu Ling felt that he was cheated by Kara. This kangaroo was not in the farm at all, although it must be because of the short feeding time.

After all, it takes time to raise a kangaroo. From 1.6 centimeters to a [-]-meter strong man, I hope Xiaowen will not become that kind of muscular kangaroo.

It looks very good now, a big one and very cute.

"Animal cubs are very cute, and kangaroos are no exception. Are you sure you won't sell them to me? I will spend a lot of money, enough to fill your entire sofa."

At noon: "Yen?"

Eden shook his head, "It's Euros. I don't want to use the currencies of other continents to measure my value, let alone the Far East."

"I have to say that I'm a little moved, but do you know how much I paid for these two kangaroos? Well, the other one is in Mu Dalu."

Eden: "A lot?"

Wu Ling: "A few hundred Australian dollars, but it's a trivial matter. I only bought it because I wanted to."

Eden: "What about the euros that fill the whole house?"

Wu Ling: "It's not about how much money you pay."

Wu Ling refused, he was short of money, but not so short of money, food, drink and spending was enough, Wu Ling felt that people could not control money beyond his ability, only the remaining 40 in the card The Australian dollar was not spent at midnight, let alone a Weng affiliated gold card in his pocket.

"Although my aunt doesn't have as much money as you, but when the money reaches a certain value, it becomes a number."

Eden: "..."

You are the only one who has gnawed at you so confidently.

I was speechless to Eden directly.

Eden took a sip of wine and moistened his throat, "Give capitalists 50.00% of the profit, and the capitalists will dare to break the law. Give capitalists 300% of the profits, and the capitalists will dare to sell their own hanging ropes, and I will buy your kangaroo." [-] million times, you are not even moved."

"Because I'm not short of money, I haven't been bothered by money since I came out of Twilight Street, no, in fact, I wasn't bothered by money when I was on Twilight Street."

At first, Phyllis sold Eden's concert tickets, and then she sold arms. She always had money, but she didn't know what to buy at midnight, so she didn't spend it.

After coming to the headquarters of Moth of Moth in Mu Dalu, there is no shortage of money. Every time I need money, people around me will lend it to me. When someone I don’t know borrows money, Weng will give me money.

Noon Zero was startled, with a dazed look on his face.

Eden: "?"

Wu Ling: "I found that I seem to be a God of Wealth (?▽?), no matter when I am not short of money, whenever I use money, the money will inexplicably run into my pocket."

Eden: "...your desires are too small."

Xiaowen hugged Eden's thigh and wiped the fruit juice around her mouth with Eden's shirt. When Eden realized that she wanted to push it away, Xiaowen had already wiped it clean and left.

She hid behind Wuling, but Xiaowen forgot that Yun had been observing it for a long time behind Wuling.

He hugged Xiaowen and lay on the bed, "Haha, I can't run away."

Xiao Wen turned pale with shock, Wu Ling raised her eyebrows.

"I think I want a lot."

Eden: "Then you'll know how important money is."

"I need things that money can't buy."

Eden: "Love?"

Noon Zero: "It's human life."

Want to make a life-threatening love?

Well, Xiaonian is too crazy. He wanted a child right after he became an adult. Speaking of which, if he is called Aunt Weng... Well, he should follow his mother and inherit copper smelting.

Eden rolled up the painting, not too wide, just enough to fit in his pocket, and Eden was careful not to let it wrinkle.

"It's better to just fold it up."

Eden made a prohibitive gesture, "This is a painting. If the painting is folded, it will look awkward when framed."

No, you still want to frame it?

"Come on, I just drew it casually, just put it in the book and throw it in the corner."

The humble work that took less than an hour still needs to be framed. If someone sees it and asks if I am, it will be ashamed.

"I want to do a performance art, use your paintings, and other well-known masters from all over the world to hold an exhibition in Australia, write your name and false information on it, I will see who will believe that you will be a A true master."

Use your own paintings to engage in performance art..., performance art is also art.

"I think it must have been spotted at a glance."

The elaborate works of other masters are placed in the same exhibition hall as my own less than an hour's humble works, and those who like to look at paintings must be able to tell at a glance that there is a problem.

"Then let's wait and see. Make a bet? I bet at least half of the people will think that you are also a master painter."

"A good friend of mine, Chen, said it well, I have nothing to do with gambling and drugs."

Eden: "...just bet on your kangaroo custody."

Wu Ling: "Huang Tian is above me, I, Wu Ling, have nothing to do with gambling and drugs."

No oil and salt.

Eden was helpless, "Then... how about I can come and pet your kangaroo at any time, and if you win, I will promise you a condition that is not too excessive."

"make a deal."

Wu Ling quickly stretched out his hand and grabbed Eden's hand, which hadn't reacted yet, and swung it vigorously up and down twice, "It's agreed (●°u°●)", the kind that is not allowed to repent, Yun is a witness. "

Eden: "Aren't you Huang Tian's fault, are you at odds with gambling and drugs?"

Wu Ling: "But the sky is blue."

Wu Ling and Yun clapped hands, Yun hugged the little kangaroo's head and said happily: "The condition is to bring me, I recorded for you."

Having attacked with Wu Ling so many times, Yun already knew what kind of person Wu Ling was, a good old man, a good old man who is occasionally a bit sluggish.

Noon Zero: "Absolutely."

Eden: "...it's not fair, I'm going to re-gamble."

Although Eden said this in his mouth, he felt a little funny in his heart.

Looking at Wu Ling's confident expression, he thought he was going to win, but in fact, only artists know the audience best. As long as you write down that you appreciate Master Wu Ling's paintings very much, that painting will be quickly found by other artists as "good points" .

The value will rise rapidly, because so far, I have never praised anyone, and I treat art in a fair and just state.

But this time I wanted to do performance art on a whim, otherwise I would definitely not do it.

Noon Zero: "This world is inherently unfair."

Wu Ling raised his chest and looked up as if he had made a big deal, "When I win, I want you to promise to accompany me to witness the destruction or rebirth of this world."

Eden: "...you tell the little girl that maybe the little girl will be moved."

Eden pointed to Yun who was holding the kangaroo in a daze.

Yun: "Didn't you say that the condition would bring me along?"

Noon Zero nodded heavily, "So I will bring you along to witness the destruction or rebirth of this world."

Eden took out the paper from his pocket, and wrote Wu Ling's signature and his own writing with a ballpoint pen.

"Twilight at sunset"

Then I used another piece of paper to write comments and introductions on this work, written by myself.

Personal comment: The last artist in the doomsday is looking at the decaying sky, holding a gun in his hand, sitting under the harp representing [Art Destruction], slowly dying along with the world in the picture scroll.

The unpainted painting and the empty background further named the theme of disillusionment and despair. The work of Wuling, a top artist in China, has been brewing for a long time, and it became a blockbuster.

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Chapter 152 Do You Want To Propose To Me?

The concert will be on time at nine o'clock in the evening.

The sound is very loud, probably because there are too many people in the auditorium, and it is too cluttered, so if the sound is not loud enough, many people will not be able to hear it.

Tens of thousands of people sat in the venue of the concert, and more people watched the big screen outside the venue.

Those with invitations sit on the second floor and those without invitations sit on the first floor. Although they are all free, there are still scalpers.

At noon, when I led the kangaroo into the venue outside, I saw scalpers selling tickets.

"Do you want an infield ticket? It's only a thousand Australian dollars."

The free tickets were all pushed to [-] Australian dollars, and I don't know where these scalpers got so many tickets.

However, in the reminder of Zai Yun at midnight, after he took out his Australian military ID card, the scalper gave a military salute on the spot, "Hi sir."

Straightforward and confident, this upright figure is definitely a soldier.