Bishop on the run from the Ark, but the Fourth Scourge

The Fourth Natural Disaster Section 212

But bagpipe, she should be a good girl...

Li Boli's mouth gradually raised as he thought of a happy event.

that,

Let her take care of the crumbs of this group of apexes after get off work! ! ! (*`▽?*)! ! !

……

"I said they are people who like to change their minds temporarily...~"

The sun is high and the heat is blowing.Hidden in a camp in the canyon, a transaction is going on in an orderly manner.

In front of the camp tent, there are two Sarkaz mercenary leaders and Letania warlocks surrounded by red-labeled mercenaries.

In front of the armored off-road vehicle, there were well-equipped unidentified soldiers with their logos erased and a man in a suit wearing sunglasses with no expression on his face.

"...First of all, we want us to supervise the bandits to eliminate troubles... Alas~~now~"

"And let us do... what~~?"

The presumptuous voice lingered under the cloak, and the Sarkaz mercenary took a step forward with a blank face, facing the blank suit man.

"Loyalty comes at a price."

Thinking that he was being ignored, the warlock let out a coquettish snort, feeling lifeless, and the multiple tails under the cloak heaved and fell indifferently, shutting his mouth and ignoring others.

"Check the money first."

The man in the suit hooked his hands, and the soldier picked up a pair of metal boxes and unlocked them in front of the Sarkaz mercenaries.

The emerald green luster of the origin stone ingot shines brightly in the dark canyon.But the mercenary didn't take a look, turned his head sideways, and stopped the Warlock Letania who was leisurely wagging his tail.

"It's your turn."

"...Ah...~? Who~~?"

"..."

"Hey~ okay...~ Who made everyone here have trouble seeing~"

Cheering lazily, the warlock lifted off his cloak, revealing his original face that had been hidden all along:

The long golden hair is divided into two ponytails from the ears of the bright yellow fox, and the long waves are spread out smoothly. The eyes are like snakes, and there is no lack of dangerous charm between murderous intent and poison, which makes the light red eye shadow complement each other.

With a light and small step, the jade finger picks up one of the origin stone ingots,

Indulgence and restraint, careful scrutiny,

"Hmm~"

"Up~up~?"

The mercenary didn't make any obvious gestures, and the two Red Labels walked out of the team by themselves, one carrying the crossbow, the other receiving the box, and settled the advance payment in advance.

"Target, category, give me the most detailed thing."

"It's all here."

The man in the suit showed a stack of documents expressionlessly. The mercenary picked them up, opened them up in front of him, and flipped through them at random. His thick eyebrows, which were as thick as giant swords, frowned slightly.

"This morning?"

"Your task is to assist friendly forces in arresting and capturing the target alive, and the specific portraits are also inside."

The light under the sunglasses was fleeting, the man in the suit added.

"Your former employer has given up the right to continue to employ you, but we are willing to repay you commission."

"A lot?"

Like a rock that has gone through the wind and sand, the mercenary was unmoved by the others around him, and when he saw the suit man nodding, he slowly gathered the documents,

"Disband."

The men in suits and the unidentified soldiers retreated into the car one by one, the armored convoy drove away quickly, and the red-labeled mercenaries dispersed, leaving only the mercenary warlocks, one tall and one short, one joking and the other numb.

"Hey~...you are so rich, so this time,...what's the job?"

"cannon fodder."

"Heh heh heh~~? Cannon fodder?~"

The sorcerer talked playfully, but his eyes gradually narrowed.

It rained heavily in the Vilas Desert,

After the rain, Huangtu Town and its supporters "disappeared" at different levels.

The original employer who was suspected to have an official background and the sand bandit money lord gave up their employment one day after the incident, and the ones who got them were the silent suits just now,

And the Colombian regular army soldiers who changed their skins.

A huge invisible vortex has been set off on the Vilas desert, it will gather everyone to one point, or swallow them, or throw them out,

And the mission goal of this so-called new "employer" is undoubtedly some kind of core of this vortex, and even the manipulator and talker of the vortex.

This errand is dangerous,

...but it has come to this point,

Is there any other choice?

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Volume 160 Columbia Chapter: Chapter [-] What kind of wickedness can a little fox have?

Zhenjin wrapped himself in a blanket early on,

But not in reality, but in the game.

The self-built buildings built with scrap metal panels, dead wood panels and recycled bricks from the wilderness are not well kept warm. Zhenjin sits cross-legged in the house, and the brazier is booming not far away, and the flames are dancing. Combined with the furniture made of waste materials, There is quite a taste of the post-apocalypse of the wasteland.

"Ha ha…………"

Exhaling and rubbing his palms, Zhen Jin saw that his little hands were red and white.

Although the wasteland is not a desert, it is still cold at night.The location of the official land assigned to the players is still on the windy side. When the cold wind blows, it is enough to blow goosebumps all over the place for my petite body.

"Ugh…………"

"Why do you have to do it so realistically?"

The black-haired little Du Lin complained and sighed, looking up at the other players' buildings outside the window.

Some are quite serious, with tents and bonfires, and some are more luxurious and add a fence.

Some are very "functional". In order to store things, they directly rubbed a cuboid "public toilet", put the box in, and added a lock to the wooden door.

After that, it gradually became irregular.

There are "Hate the Sky" and "Armstrong Cannon" piled up with sand,

The "beast watchtower where everything is safe except for people who can't get in" was built with scraps,

In addition, a stick of unknown origin was simply inserted, and an Origin Stone lantern was tied to it, which would not be bad as a voluntary street lamp.

This is the purchasable "construction area" that was previously officially allocated to players.

In order to meet the follow-up version, Du Lin's team brushed and saved, and raised funds to buy a 100-square-meter land in the player's land area, which was used as a store and production studio.

In order to cater for the 100-square-meter land, all the staff of Du Lin withdrew from the originally divided rooms in the Montenegro, and used the vacated space to grow edible mushrooms and raise cockroaches, so as to increase the production of commodities to make up for the lack of expenses.

Zhen Jin put down his pen and stood up, paced around the room, moving his joints.

There are actually many players involved in buying land.

Because everyone knows that if there are more people in this game, the land price will inevitably rise.

but look now,

I am afraid that I am not the only one in the whole "construction zone".

Oh no, not only myself.

Holding the item list of the "Expedition Caravan", Zhen Jin looked at the small wooden house that was built alone in the corner and was still lit.

On the wall of the wooden house, a "super fierce" fox image was painted with animal blood as paint, and the sound of chemical experiments was also heard from inside.

Ling Nest is in his own laboratory, not knowing what he is doing.

Hope nothing weird happened.

Except for Lin Yun, who is said to have the longest online time in the forum, no player will stay in the game and eat three meals a day when there is no activity. Most of the player's buildings are "storage" rather than "living", which is reasonable.

"Still online, Zhenjin?"

Mushroom unbuttoned the ears and took off the cloth cap, and closed the door to cut off the night breeze behind his buttocks.

"Huh? Oh, I don't work overtime today, so I want to hang up a little longer."

Wearing a sandstone animal skin blanket, Little Dulin flattened the bill paper in his hand.

"This is the list of items that the caravan members of tomorrow's expedition will carry: 6 pieces of protein blocks, a flintlock rifle spear, a set of leather ammunition boxes, 30 rounds of recycled and smelted projectiles, 30 rounds of propellant powder wrapped in insect oil paper, gauze anti-corrosion A visor...you have to bring the rest yourself, Mushroom, take a look."

The primer cannot be solved, the propellant "version is too low",

In order to deal with the general race in "Terra", the little people had to put together cold weapons and firearms. This kind of behavior is not uncommon in the real earth.

"Why is there no Bloodrage-02 rocket?"

"That thing doesn't account for weaving."

Breathing in the air, Zhen Jin rubbed his hands and stomped his feet.

"The team has six people, and the rest I plan to invite scattered people and the Wolves. Isn't the Wolves' road always easy to run to us? I think this is an opportunity."

"It is indeed an opportunity... I will discuss it with them offline at that time, so let's do it this way. Also, a new melting furnace function has been unlocked in Montenegro. I will go to melt some metal ingots tomorrow and add them to the inventory to sell together."

"Ok."

"Oh, by the way, Zhenjin, do you want to bring zero for this matter?"

"Zero? Then goodbye, the little fox can obediently rub technology in the base, what should I do if I go out and let someone steal it?"

Zhen Jin took back the list, took another blank sheet of paper, and began to display tomorrow's goods.

Seeing Zhenjin, who was using the brazier to make a big show of "Nangying Yingxue", Mushroom was taken aback, and he was puzzled.

"What are you doing?"

"Write the invoice, and you have to know what's in it when you sell the goods."

"Then why don't you write it offline?"

"........."

The room suddenly became quiet.

Peng!

Doolin hammered the table,