The moment the two thousand kilograms of pork were delivered into the warehouse, the sound of mission completion sounded.
"Ding, congratulations to the host for completing the mission. Please receive the mission reward in time."
Zhang Zhonghua opened the game panel, turned to the task bar, and saw that the status of the task had changed to Completed.
"Task 1: Replenish steel rolling mill materials (completed)
Task content: The steel rolling mill suddenly accepted an emergency task from its superiors, but there was a serious conflict between the high-intensity work and the insufficient supply of materials. The high-intensity work of the worker brothers when they were physically weak was prone to accidents. In order to ensure the lives of the worker brothers and the country
If there is no accident to your property, please make up for the shortage of materials in the steel rolling mill.
Mission reward: 10 attribute points, 10 cubic meters of storage space, 1 dead soldier. (To be collected)"
Looking at the generous reward, Zhang Zhonghua was really jealous, but he did not receive it directly.
After all, he was in a factory now. Zhang Zhonghua was worried about what he would do if someone was teleported directly in front of him. It seemed inappropriate to have a stranger suddenly appear in his office.
So as soon as Zhang Zhonghua got off work, he eagerly rode his bicycle out of the steel rolling mill and came to a secret place.
"Receive award."
"The reward was collected successfully, and you received x10 attribute points, 10 cubic meters of storage space, and a Death Soldier summoning card."
"Well, for a great harvest, first add the attribute points evenly to the three major attributes."
Name: Zhang Zhonghua
Age: 18 years old
Strength:17(10)
Agility:17(10)
Constitution:17(10)
19 cubic meters of storage space?
Skills: See more?
On-hook: See more?
Items: 0
Task: None
His physical attributes surged by nearly a quarter, and a false sense of power filled his body, as if he could punch Xu Damao to death.
The most important thing is that the three attributes are all 17 points, which makes it much more pleasing to the eye.
Finally, there is the reward that appears for the first time, the Death Soldier Summoning Card.
Zhang Zhonghua took out the Death Soldier Summoning Card from the storage space. It was a card the size of an ID card. It felt like it was made of plastic and had a very low-quality feel.
Death Soldier Summoning Card: Summons a Death Soldier with a permanent loyalty of 100, which can share a skill of the host and part of the storage space.
Can we share a skill? This dead man Zhang Zhonghua plans to use it to sell the farm's supplies on the black market, including selling supplies to the steel rolling mill. It's still too dangerous to do this kind of thing on his own. If he is caught, he will have to be detached even if he doesn't die.
Skin.
For the personal safety of the dead soldier, Zhang Zhonghua chose the combat skill of combat proficiency.
If the summoned dead soldier has this skill, as long as he does not encounter someone with a gun, there should be no problem with safety.
And with this skill, although you can't fly over walls, you can still climb over walls and enter homes, walk high and low, and you can escape smoothly even if you encounter a police raid on the black market.
Zhang Zhonghua chose to use the Death Soldier Summoning Card.
"Please select the deceased, name, gender, age, shared skills, and number of shared spaces."
Name? What name should I choose? Zhang Ergou? Or Zhang Dabiao?
Zhang Zhonghua suddenly recalled a legendary figure in his previous life, Mr. Zhang Shiba San!
"Name: Zhang San, gender: male, age: 20 years old, share fighting proficiency skills, and give him one cubic meter of storage space."
After setting up Zhang Zhonghua, he was waiting for Zhang San to arrive. Suddenly:
"The summoned character will report to the host in one minute!"
Report to yourself in one minute? Is this so low?
Shouldn't it be that biu...duang!!! suddenly appeared in front of him?
Otherwise, a black hole should suddenly appear, and a naked man...
Cough, stop it, something's not right.
While Zhang Zhonghua was silently complaining in his heart, suddenly there was a movement from the corner. Zhang Zhonghua turned around and saw a person turning around the corner, walking towards him.
He looked to be twenty years old, about 1.7 meters tall, with messy hair, wearing a shabby big cotton-padded jacket, with his hands in his sleeves and his neck hunched, and he had a look of honesty and honesty that he couldn't hide.
Looking at the young man walking directly in front of him, Zhang Zhonghua called out with some uncertainty: "Zhang San?"
"Yes, brother, I am Zhang San!" When Zhang San heard Zhang Zhonghua calling him, he grinned and showed his yellow teeth, with a smile that was as honest as a fool.
You are Zhang San when you are riding a horse? Are you worthy of being called Zhang San? Look at your honest appearance, are you worthy of the name Zhang San? Are you worthy of Teacher Luo?
Looking at Zhang San with an honest face and a silly smile in front of him, Zhang Zhonghua had countless noises in his heart that wanted to burst out, but he didn't know where they came from.
Well, it's a good thing that he looks too honest. At least he was caught on the black market, and the security guards probably won't think he is a bad person.
How could he be a bad person with a face that seemed like it was born to be loved?
"Okay, Zhang San!" Zhang Zhonghua patted Zhang San on the shoulder, regretting the name.
"By the way, Zhang San, do you have an identity?"
This is a very important question. If the person summoned is a shady person, it will be very troublesome.
After hearing Zhang Zhonghua's question, Zhang San had an expression that said, "Are you a fool?"
"Boss, what are you talking about? Of course I have an identity! I, Zhang San, am the ancestor of three generations of farm laborers! Now I live in the northwest of the fourth generation. No matter my ancestors or now, I have nothing but a room!"
Hey, Zhang San, is there anything to be proud of when you have nothing?
Well, three generations of farm laborers from our ancestors had nothing, which is indeed worthy of pride in the current environment.
But you still have nothing, what is there to be proud of? Shouldn't you be ashamed?
‘Wait, that’s not right!’ Zhang Zhonghua suddenly felt something was wrong.
‘I’m sorry, this Zhang San is so poisonous, why did the entire book’s style change when he appeared on the scene!’
Zhang Zhonghua looked at Zhang San in front of him with a strange expression, thinking that Mr. Zhang San is indeed Mr. Zhang San. A single name can change the style of the entire book.
Zhang Zhonghua took out two whole pigs and handed them to Zhang San: "Zhang San, your main task from now on is to help me sell supplies on the black market, including the pork for the steel rolling mill."
"Okay, boss." Zhang San smiled.
"This is two hundred yuan. Let's save a bicycle. It will be convenient for everything in the future."
After speaking, Zhang Zhonghua took out two hundred yuan from the space and handed it to Zhang Zhonghua.
"Okay, boss." Zhang San smiled.
"Also, instead of staying in one black market, you must move around various black markets to commit crimes."
Wait, what the hell? Why did I use the word case.
"Okay, boss." Zhang San smiled.
Zhang Zhonghua and Zhang San agreed on a time to meet again and prepared to leave.
Finally, before leaving, Zhang Zhonghua thought for a while and handed Zhang San a dagger: "Zhang San, pay attention to safety."
"Okay, boss." Zhang San smiled.
Listening to Zhang San's repeated answers, Zhang Zhonghua twitched his face and suddenly felt a little confused. He turned around and rode his bicycle, seemingly running away.
