On the 26th day after the last mission, I was in a village in the Northeast.
A certain little old man had a wonderful sleep after returning to the cage. While he was still sleeping soundly, he suddenly heard the familiar shouting of his boy in his ears:
"Hit, hit, beat me to death directly."
Good guy! As soon as he heard this familiar voice shouting, the little old man's original sleepiness immediately disappeared in a huge fright.
He didn't even have time to put on his shoes, so he grabbed a rolling pin in his hand, hurriedly climbed up from the bed and ran towards the door.
Now, in his anxious mind, he only remembers one thing:
We must stop our kid from being reckless, this little kid is going to go to heaven.
Has this stupid boy forgotten the profound life principle that he has repeatedly taught him: "win the fight and go to jail, lose the fight and lose the hospital"?
In today's society governed by the rule of law, no matter how many times you can fight, how many can you win?
It wasn't until he ran to the front door of his home and saw the actual situation that he breathed a sigh of relief.
Because the truth of the matter was not as bad as he expected at all. It was some dirty boy of his own who was leading people to fight with others in front of his house.
Instead, a farm truck was trying to reverse the big butt of the truck into his yard; the loud shouts from his boy's mouth were just directing the truck to reverse.
As for the unlucky boy in his family, of course he is Xiling.
But just after he breathed a sigh of relief and saw clearly the things packed in the carriage, the little old man cursed at Xiling again in anger:
"What's wrong with you kid? I'll burn you if you have money.
The fertilization period for the crops in the fields has long passed this year, why did you buy such a large truck of fertilizer? What you bought is this kind of aged fertilizer of potassium nitrate, isn't it a bit uneconomical?"
By the way! If everything was normal, Xiling would certainly not buy such a large truck of 5 tons of fertilizer.
But the problem is that according to internal information, potassium nitrate fertilizer, which has been discontinued for a long time, is already the last batch of goods that dealers in the city have on hand.
If you don't buy more in advance, believe it or not, you won't have anywhere to buy it if you have money in the future.
You know, in order to cover all the gadgets in the store, Xiling paid an advance of the next two months' salary.
The income after the trophies were sold almost went into such a big hole.
When looking at his empty wallet and account, Xiling couldn't help but silently asked himself a soul-like question in his heart:
"What the hell! In the past, participating in the lousy missions of this system was not only very dangerous, but you might have died in it; now you have to put money into it yourself. What on earth do I want to do with such a thankless job?"
Regarding the above questions, Xiling couldn't give a clear and accurate answer for a while.
However, one thing that he can be very sure of is that as long as the sound of the system summons sounds again, he will not hesitate at all.
For this reason, he explained to his old father:
"Oh! I bought these for a friend. They will come and take them away after a while, and there will be some handling fees for me."
After saying that, Xiling thought of something and added another sentence:
"Da, I bought your favorite pork head and put it in the refrigerator in the kitchen. I don't have to go to work today, so I just happened to have two cups with you at noon."
"That's a good relationship. I'm going to stew some pickled cabbage and vermicelli noodles to go with the meal." The little old man shouted happily.
After saying that, he hurried back to the house with the rolling pin, put on his shoes, and then went to work in the kitchen.
Seeing this scene, Xiling felt a little complicated in his heart. The main reason was that he was not confident that he would be able to come back alive from the next mission. At present, drinking two cups of wine seemed to be the only thing he could do.
Afterwards, Xiling asked the driver to sit down, drink water and rest, and then moved the 5 tons of potassium nitrate fertilizer by himself.
In such a process, even if this thing has not received any system bloodline enhancement, thanks to the regular diet, work and rest and exercise in the past two months, Xiling seems to be very easy to unload.
Therefore, the middle-aged driver who was drinking water had some other ideas when he saw such an honest young man who was rare these days.
He began to lower his head, thinking secretly in his heart:
"My sister-in-law, the second daughter of my third uncle's family, didn't she recently say that she wants to find her husband's family? Isn't this guy in front of me the best candidate?
That is to say, Erni's daughter is a little rounder. I wonder if this young man likes it or not?"
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Day 27, Magic City.
"Hi~ I'm eating pig blood again today. There are many people eating in the cafeteria today. Can I sit with you?"
In such a sweet greeting, the white-collar AT who was enjoying his pig blood dinner in the company cafeteria suddenly raised his head.
Then, he could see the beautiful front desk lady of the company, greeting him with a meager lunch in her hand.
After thinking about the request that the other party had just made, he instinctively glanced behind him as he sat in the first row of the canteen. As a result, he saw that at least 80% of the seats behind him were empty. Why did so many people say such a thing?
The young white-collar worker who understood the purpose felt a little bit dumbfounded in his heart.
Ever since he took that 'primary bloodline', his entire person's image has been constantly changing.
Specifically, my facial features are still the same as before, but my skin has become fairer, even better than my girlfriend who has used cosmetics.
What's even worse is that the whole person's overall temperament has changed.
The appearance of the most popular little fresh meat is mixed with a toughness after experiencing blood and fire; after the two completely different temperaments are mixed, it suddenly has a special charm.
Therefore, this experience of being hit on by young ladies from time to time actually appeared for the first time in his life, and it continued.
Of course, the 'primary bloodline' brings not only troubles, but also more benefits.
For example: AT has never felt that his physical condition is so good.
Originally, due to long overtime work, his increasingly dangerous hairline was saved; now he works overtime all night, and can recover by just squinting for three or four hours.
His mind is always in a clear state, which makes his working condition and results surprisingly good.
How good is it? Anyway, the passing rate of the design drawings he submitted recently was more than twice that of his colleagues. So when the white-collar workers were a little caught off guard, his status in the company began to rise.
Dunton wants to eat some pig blood dinner, but that’s just a little KISS...
On the 28th day, somewhere more than a hundred kilometers away from the Magic City, a middle-aged warehouse manager made a rare trip back to his old home.
The reason why I say this is that under normal circumstances, the middle-aged warehouse manager, the Huns Dharma God, would not return to his old home until some important holidays.
He is already several decades old, but as soon as he comes back, he will be given an almost necessary ideological and moral lesson by the old revolutionary man, or he will be given a slap in the face.
After a long time, he really couldn't bear it anymore.
Therefore, this time I took advantage of Saturday to go back to my old house. The motive of this guy was not that simple.
What! As for the specific importance of means of communicating with superiors and friendly forces in battle, almost any military fan knows this very well.
But the middle-aged warehouse manager who failed to bring a radio station to the mission world last time had to admit one thing after learning from the experience:
Even if I didn't take a trick like a trolley at the time, the internal structure of the antique radio station would still be impossible to carry around because of its integrated circuit design.
In this way, the old radio station from World War II in the old man's study became his target.
So, after the old man got drunk with the good wine he brought back, this guy sneaked into the old man's room.
Soon after, he stuffed the radio station into his backpack, but before he left, he saw other things in the old man's room, and he had undecided thoughts.
The old man has a lot of things here that will definitely come in handy during missions.
The only problem is that if he loses the pot and the old man discovers this situation, he will rush to the magic city and beat him to death.
After some deep thinking, he stuffed many things into his backpack.
"Next time, I'll give the old man a serious Sakan samurai sword. I'll also add some helmets and water bottles. I believe everything will be fine."
The Hun Dharma God, who left his old house overnight, comforted himself in this way.