Recruit black physique to start practice in the wasteland

The one who stopped Qu Jianlei finally stood up.

Since the other party didn't want to sell the meat of the mutant beast, he didn't intend to embarrass him.

The weapon on the opposite side didn't frighten him, but he can kill a B-level mutant beast alone, so there is no need to doubt his strength.

So he simply said, "If a crystal is produced, we will charge a high price."

After all, it is a place with rules! Qu Jianlei couldn't help but sigh secretly.

However, he did not pick up the meat in a hurry, but said, "I can give you half of it."

The other party didn't speak, but looked at him with great interest, with a mocking smile faintly hanging from the corner of his mouth.

Qu Jianlei didn't look at him, and said to himself, "I want to learn the knowledge of distinguishing mutant crystals."

"You're dreaming," said this person, who didn't bother to look at him anymore.

Qu Jianlei's face is very thin, he really wanted to learn, so he didn't care about the other party's arrogance, so he reluctantly tried it.

If it doesn't work, forget it, he took off the Gauss rifle, and used the barrel to pick the two pieces of meat.

With two consecutive clever moves, the two flaps weighed more than 200 kilograms, and he lifted them directly onto his shoulders.

Then he walked away quickly.

Seeing him take down the gun, the three of them subconsciously felt a little on guard, but unexpectedly, it turned out to be this kind of operation in the end.

Seeing his brisk footsteps disappearing into the distance, the three of them were speechless for a moment.

After a long time, the machine gunner sitting in the trunk of the truck said in astonishment, "You really are...a master!"

Wastelanders generally have better physical fitness, and walking with a few hundred catties on their backs is not a big deal.

But with a flick of the wrist, you can pick up hundreds of catties of meat and fly, which is really not something ordinary people can do.

The man blocking the way looked a little ugly, and snorted coldly when he heard this, "This is...for whom?"

However, he was not completely right. Qu Jianlei did this not only to demonstrate, but also to prevent them from rioting.

If you squat down to carry the meat, the posture will be quite uncomfortable.

He kept on guard all the way, and didn't relax a little until he walked five kilometers.

Walking to the foot of the mountain, he saw a few motorcycles in the distance, and he let out a sigh of relief.

"I can come to this place often, which is very helpful for me to break through myself."

The return journey is much simpler, and there are motorcycles that are specially run for pick-up.

Someone directly opened his mouth, asking for ten kilograms of gold-patterned bear meat, but finally Qu Jianlei chose a three-kg one.

It was midnight when he returned to the settlement, and he got off the car two kilometers away from the courtyard.

In short, he didn't want anyone to pay attention to the anomaly, just try to keep a low profile.

The next day, the smell of meat wafted from the yard, and Xiao Jing didn't go out to help Fu Gui with the prey.

Originally he suggested marinating it, but Qu Jianlei had an idea, he wanted to make meat floss.

The unit of meat floss is extremely high in heat and storage-resistant, which is his preparation for crossing the endless mountains.

Although Hong Yi is very calm now, it is necessary for him to be prepared for danger in times of peace.

Most of the lynx meat and a small amount of golden bear meat are made into meat floss, and the rest are eaten fresh.

There is meat at home, so I don’t wander around the cracks very much, and come back on time for dinner.

Then, he was surprised by Fugui's appetite. Although he didn't speak, he couldn't help but look and look.

Qu Jianlei had something to say to him, "Crack, there is something wrong with the map you gave."

"There can be no problem," Crack couldn't help answering, "This has been verified by many people."

Qu Jianlei didn't argue with him, "Be careful when collecting other information, and don't make any mistakes."

Crack was taken aback for a moment, then nodded silently, and didn't say anything else.

Qu Jianlei was injured this time, and it took him five days to recover. The flesh and flesh injuries were not completely healed, let alone a bone fracture.

In the meantime, he's even building a few gadgets—wastelanders aren't that squeamish.

On the sixth day, he even started playing "Ba Duan Jin", and felt that the pain in his shoulder blade was not so severe.

Xiao Jing told him to rest for another two days, but he said it was okay.

After all, time waits for no one.

Moreover, he believed that since he started to practice the "Wuming Qi Refining Art", his recovery ability should be much stronger.

Otherwise, he can eat so much, where does the energy go?

A day later, the scabs began to fall off, and new tender flesh grew.

After another ten days, Qu Jianlei felt that he had fully recovered, and went hunting again.

This time I came back, twelve days later.

He brought back a dozen wire snakes, two pangolins and most of the fanned steel-haired wild boar.

Qu Jianlei was injured again, and the steel-haired wild boar is also a mutant beast. Although it is not a grade, it is still very difficult to deal with.

The key is that this guy is not afraid of death.

Qu Jianlei was sprained this time, when he dodged, he accidentally stepped on a round stone, which was caused by himself.

However, he was highly suspicious, and his ankle was also fractured.

This time, he rested for eight days before the swelling on his feet disappeared. During this period, he couldn't even practice the Wuming Qi Refining Art.

It's just that his appetite is still the same, Xiao Jingdu couldn't help but think about it, he had to find some way to make money.

However, this kind of adventure also paid off. On the third day after the swelling on his feet subsided, Qu Jianlei finally broke through the bottleneck.

If nothing else, it should be the fifth level of Qi Refining.

After breaking through the bottleneck, he was able to practice in peace for a while.

However, after twenty days of practice, he went to the mountain again, and while practicing, he also hunted for meat.

This time he wandered around for more than ten days, but the harvest was not very good, so he killed three salt sheep.

The taste of the salt sheep is delicious, with a salty taste, but it is a pity that it is not a mutant beast, and the energy it contains is not much.

But when he came back, there was an unexpected surprise waiting for him.

Gap found out that someone secretly wanted to sell a broken mecha!

Mecha! Qu Jianlei couldn't hold back when he heard the words, "What type, how much was damaged, and what price?"

The cracks can be confirmed, the mecha is transport type, and the integrity rate may be 60 to 80%.

As for the price... eight thousand silver dollars is the same price.

For Qu Jianlei, the price is not a big problem, and the transport mecha is exactly what he wants.

The mecha itself is extremely heavy-duty. With a mecha, the probability of crossing the endless mountains is greatly increased.

It would be even better if he specialized in transportation. It can be said that this is the most suitable for him.

However, there is a problem, "I need to inspect the goods before trading."

"It's impossible," Liao replied very simply, "the other party firmly disagrees with the inspection."

Qu Jianlei didn't answer his words, but just looked at him indifferently: Is this how you inquired about me?

The crack was a little hairy for him, and he explained embarrassingly, "Even if it is a broken mecha, it is also a contraband."

Wasteland's control over mechas is indeed very strict, much stricter than that of gold, and it is basically dead if caught.

Qu Jianlei waved his hand, and said lightly, "No need to touch, anyone who likes to buy will buy."

He even wondered if he had discussed this crack with someone and wanted to trick himself.

Still the same sentence, loyalty and betrayal are always happening in any corner of the wasteland.

Qu Jianlei's sense of security is poor, but he knows how to restrain and hopeless.

Then Xiao Jing also found a crack to communicate, "You don't have some bad intentions, do you?"

"Where is it?" The most unbearable thing for Li Ke is Xiao Jing's misunderstanding of him.

"You also came from the settlement, how strict the mecha control is...you don't know?"

"I really don't know," Xiao Jing said frankly, "My family still had a mecha back then."

"What kind of family are you...?" Crack couldn't help being stunned when he heard this, "How could it be so miserable?"

"Now I'm asking you," Xiao Jing said impatiently, "Are you colluding with others to cheat Brother Fugui?"

"Where would I dare to trick him?" Crack spread his hands and replied with a wry smile.

"I can come back from fighting mutant beasts in the endless mountains every three to five times. I'm crazy. I'm cheating on this kind of person?"

Xiao Jing thought about it, then sighed, "Crack, if you want to leave, just say it, and we won't stop you."

"But don't do such inconsequential things."

The conversation between the two could not be hidden from Qu Jianlei's ears, he smiled slightly when he heard that, Xiao Jing was still too kind.

If Lianxia really wanted to leave, he would never be soft-hearted—this guy still knows a little too much,

Facing Xiao Jing's words, Crack was also silent, and it took a long time before he let out a long sigh, "Oh~"

Of the salt sheep that Qu Jianlei killed this time, he kept two to eat, and the remaining one...sold.

Those meat tyrants are mainly the meat of mutant beasts, ordinary beast meat, they don't care much.

And this salt sheep is extremely delicious, and the meat price is much more expensive than ordinary mutated animal meat.

So it is inevitable to sell one to subsidize expenses.

Qu Jianlei gave up his pursuit of mechas, but the news still affected him, and he began to think about jetpacks.

The flying backpack is Blue Star's concept, and when he was traveling, this thing was only in the laboratory manufacturing stage.

There may be a few samples, but the performance is absolutely unstable.

However, Qu Jianlei knew that the design scheme was relatively mature, and there were only two bottlenecks in manufacturing.

One is material and the other is energy.

However, in the wasteland, these two bottlenecks are really nothing, even if this is a scene of the end of the world.

As Qu Jianlei stepped into the fifth level of Qi refining, Xiaohu's rotation speed was a little faster, and it was easier to be summoned.

Basically, not many mutated beast crystals were consumed, and Xiaohu has already called up various designs and data of the jetpack.

These things are not developed by it, but purely collected from big data.

The data collected in this way has too much information and data hidden, which is actually just a few big frames.

But for Qu Jianlei, it was enough, he had to solve the problems of materials and energy.

This time, he stayed in the small courtyard for a rare twenty days.

In addition to practicing, he is perfecting the design of the jetpack.

As for asking Xiaohu to help? Qu Jianlei said, I'd better do it myself, that guy eats too much mutant crystals.

Twenty days later, he went hunting in the mountains again.

This time, he made up his mind to fight some mutant beasts to sell them for money. The price of the materials for making jetpacks is really not low.