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Chapter 152 It's all your fault

"If you beg me, I'll sell it to you..." Zhang Dali said with a smile as he saw the Blood Moon Fruit turning around to leave.

"Is it true?" Blood Moon Fruit, who of course would not really leave, turned around and asked Zhang Dali doubtfully.

"Fake." He held the ring with his right hand, and when he opened his palm again, Zhang Dali, who was smiling, had nothing in his hand, as if he was performing a magic trick.

"I'm ignoring you!" Being repeatedly stimulated and teased by Zhang Dali, Blood Moon Fruit's cheeks bulged with anger, like some kind of goldfish.

"Come on, everything belonging to the plague rat leader has fallen into your hands. I'm willing to admit defeat. I can only blame your luck for not being in the right place." Before coming to this shabby laboratory, Zhang Dali and the Blood Moon Fruit solved the problem.

There are two elite mine plague rats and one mine plague rat boss. Two of the materials dropped by the mine plague rat boss fell into the Blood Moon Fruit Pouch. It just seems like the wind and water have changed.

"Why don't you come and search?" Search and dissection skills usually don't bring any surprises, but you can't say for sure. Shrek is not an elite or boss-level NPC, but it will drop excellent equipment, so it is worth searching.

"Ha, I touched the calming potion. You see, you are so lucky, you don't have to pay compensation." Along with the system prompts that the task progress was advancing, Zhang Dali had a finger-long test tube in his hand, with a wooden top at the top.

The stopper is sealed, and there is a purple liquid inside, as bright as grape juice.

When Blood Moon Fruit heard this, his heart became even more depressed.

This is not just her luck. It is clearly Zhang Dali's luck. He blew up all the NPCs and still managed to get the tranquilizing potion needed for the mission. Isn't this justified?

With this thought in mind, Blood Moon Fruit also leaned over and searched Shrek's body.

""Shrek's Experiment Failure Record", what is this?" His right hand carefully touched Shrek's body, which was covered with glass shards. What he brought back was a tattered book. It looked like it was an academic book.

But since it was a failure record and I didn’t know if it was useful or not, Blood Moon Fruit couldn’t help but feel a little confused.

"If it's a book, it's a good thing. You'll know it by looking at the level." Like "Shrek's Unique Alchemy Formula", the test failure record is also a book that can only be read by level 1, although it is impossible to guess from the name what players can get from the book.

There are no specific benefits, but Zhang Dali expects it to still be effective.

"What should we do now, fight back to Kezan Town?" At least we have something that seems to be of some value, and Blood Moon Fruit feels much better.

"Go inside and have a look." The predecessor of Shrek's laboratory should be the miners' resting place, and it was not at the deepest part of the mine. Through the opal goggles, he saw that there seemed to be a long way ahead, and Zhang Dali felt that there was nothing to do anyway.

Decided to go further.

"Okay." There is no way he can go back by himself, so Blood Moon Fruit can only follow Zhang Dali.

"Is that an elevator?" The two of them walked quickly one after the other for several minutes. The journey was uneventful, but they reached the end of the mine.

The strong sunlight shining in from top to bottom indicated that there should be a huge exit at the top of the rock wall, and the two people who were accustomed to darkness suddenly felt their eyes hurt.

Under the bright sunshine, there is an old crane suspended half an arm's height from the ground with four iron cables. From a distance, it looks like it is in disrepair and is crumbling.

"Yeah, I don't know if it's useful or not." Even from a long distance, Zhang Dali could still clearly see the rust on the hanger. If nothing else happened, he felt that this thing was useless.

"Where is the switch?" Blood Moon Fruit asked Zhang Dali in confusion when he walked to the lifting frame and couldn't find the switch of the lifting frame for a long time.

"I don't know." He looked around carefully for several times, but couldn't find anything similar to a switch. Zhang Dali was also surprised that there was no switch on the hanger.

Could it be a decoration? Zhang Dali scratched his head and looked distressedly at the hole above his head where sunlight poured in.

The distance is definitely more than fifteen meters, and you can't use flash to get up. If the lifting frame doesn't work, then you have to go back, which is a waste of time.

"It's down there, it's down there!" It seemed that he couldn't find the switch, so Blood Moon Fruit finally squatted down and took a look under the crane, and then he saw where the switch was.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Dali hurriedly knelt down and took a look, and found that there was indeed a metal switch tilted from the ground and pressed against the pedal of the crane.

"It seems that if you stand on it, it will push down, and then trigger the mechanism to lift the hanger and it will go up?" Zhang Dali expressed that he could not understand the magical design of the hanger.

"God knows, it will work if you go up and try it." The platform of the lifting frame is not high from the ground, and Blood Moon Fruit jumped up very neatly.

"No response." After the Blood Moon Fruit went up, the lifting frame shook a little, but it only shook a little, with no intention of going up or down.

"Come up here and try." He didn't know whether he was too light to trigger the switch of the lifting frame, so the Blood Moon Fruit hooked his hand at Zhang Dali.

"Yeah." Zhang Dali raised his right leg and stepped onto the pedal, then exerted force with his left leg. He jumped forward and climbed onto the lifting frame.

"Kakakaka." Zhang Dali had just climbed onto the lifting frame when the lifting frame sank and made a clicking sound.

"It's moving!" Blood Moon Fruit said excitedly.

"Be more reserved, why don't you move?" The sunken lifting frame shook violently, and Zhang Dali hurriedly grabbed the nearest iron rope.

"Go to hell." Blood Moon Fruit raised his leg as if to kick Zhang Dali.

"Bang!" At this moment, the pedal of the hoisting frame touched the ground, and with a dull sound, the violently vibrating pedal made the Blood Moon Fruit, which was unstable, fall onto its butt with a "pop" sound.

Flying Goose Falling on the Flat Sand.

"Hahaha, you deserve it." Seeing the Blood Moon Fruit falling to the ground in a heap, Zhang Dali couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Ah, help!" The crane rebounded rapidly after it hit the bottom. The embarrassed Blood Moon Fruit was about to turn over and stand up from the pedal, but the crane suddenly started.

At this time, half of her body was just outside the pedal. In addition, the crane suddenly lifted up the area, and her whole body was shaken off the pedal because she failed to grasp the iron rope.

"I'll wipe it!" The crane's rising speed was astonishing. In desperation, Zhang Dali quickly bent down without thinking, grabbed the Blood Moon Fruit with his right hand in the air, and grabbed the left ankle of the Blood Moon Fruit.

Then, a bloody scene appeared. The crane rose rapidly, and Zhang Dali grabbed the left foot of the blood moon fruit hanging upside down. The real life firefighter rescued the girl who jumped from the building and committed suicide at the critical moment.

The Blood Moon Fruit is not heavy, but it is quite strenuous to hold it with one hand. Zhang Dali was afraid that he would not be able to hold it, so he hurriedly shouted to the Blood Moon Fruit: "Show up quickly!"

The sudden accident scared away half of Blood Moon Fruit's soul even in the game. After hearing Zhang Dali's words, she realized that she could still use wormholes.

With a thought, a wormhole flashed onto the platform of the crane, and the panic-stricken Blood Moon Guozi slumped down on the platform.

"What a big deal, don't cry. It doesn't look good when you cry with such a big face." Zhang Dali wanted to complain about her, but when he saw two lines of tears hanging on her colorful face, he was obviously frightened.

Dali immediately lost his intention to complain.

The tears were caused by fright, and it was not a matter of life and death in reality, so how could he cry again? But Zhang Dali saw the joke, and the Blood Moon Fruit was embarrassed. He couldn't help but kick his legs bitterly, and said in embarrassment: "It's all your fault.

!”

Humility is a must at this time. Zhang Dali looked apologetic and nodded hurriedly: "Blame me, blame me. It's my fault. I couldn't mature myself."

"Pfft." Zhang Dali's words turned into singing, and Blood Moon Guozi was immediately amused.

"Okay, okay, get up quickly, we're on the ground." As he spoke, the hoisting frame had already reached the ground, and the unspeakably desolate mining scene appeared again in his sight. Zhang Dali walked to the Blood Moon Fruit and helped her up.

Get up. (To be continued.)


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