Chapter 289 288 Mr. Murphy, your warriors are indeed
Chapter 289 288. Mr. Murphy, your warriors are indeed brave, but they are all sick!!!
Happy Stick walked out of the Blood Eagle Corridor with a face full of pain, and he was followed by Touch Youqiong who had an equally painful face.
The two men have been "squeezed dry" by the new vampire NPC. In a real sense, they have not only given away all the gold coins accumulated by the "Scarlet Hammer and Sickle Group" in the past period, but even in exchange for the legendary
"Xiko City Great Secret" was even forced to write an IOU with that flat-chested vampire mechanic!
grass!
When have you ever felt this wronged when playing a game? Being forced to write an IOU by an NPC is so frustrating!
"Think on the bright side, Brother Bang."
Mo Youqiong, who was carrying a large weapon box, saw Happy Stick's gloomy and uncertain expression. He was very worried that Brother Bang would do something irreversible, so he whispered:
"You did get the structural diagram of the underground vault in Xiko City. That girl didn't lie to us. We can find out if there is anything there by taking a trip.
That was the capital of the Confederation of Bosia!
Its banks are in charge of the financial flows of the entire country, and even the secret vaults in the vaults will definitely not lose money as long as they can be dug out."
"But she asked for 150,000 yuan in 'intelligence fees' alone! Damn it, we still owe her 110,000 yuan now."
Brother Bang rubbed his face hard and complained:
"This means that the profit from the big secret treasure that we can get from the treasure hunt in the ruins of Xiko City must be more than 150,000 gold coins before we can make any profit!
Moreover, I heard from the young Earl of Sharon that there are still residual psychic plagues in Xiko City, and the ruins of the entire city are full of dead people. Although the pioneering army cleaned up the city when they robbed things, there are still similar ghouls and dead people there.
Spiritual creatures are taking over.
I need to recruit more people to get there.
Can’t you promise to give some points to other brothers? Meow and meow have known each other for many years, and that guy can be treacherous. The student party may not be willing to get involved if they are busy building up their reputation."
"I said you think too much."
It doesn't matter if you are poor. He reached out and patted the frowning Brother Bang on the shoulder and said:
"You have spent money, how can you still leave this picture in your bag and ignore it? I said, let's play games more casually. If you lose, you will lose, and no one will blame you."
"Of course I feel free and easy on my own. The main reason is that I now have a group of brothers to support, and you, the big boss, are waiting for dividends."
Happy Stick sighed and said:
"It's a lot of pressure."
"What you said is true and makes me laugh to death. Do I lack what you have? I lost 5 million in three months when I started my company, but you didn't feel so distressed."
Brother Xiaofu hugged his belly and laughed, and whistled again to summon his manticore to spin and land.
He also made a saddle for the Manticore from the leatherworker in the camp, just for him to ride on, and at the same time, it would add some defense to the Manticore's torso.
Touching your manticore, he took out a large-caliber dwarf trench gun made by Little Earl Sharon from the weapon box behind his back and threw it to Happy Stick, waving his hand and saying:
"I really didn't expect the investment to return so quickly. Don't feel any psychological pressure. If your company's cash flow is tight, just tell me and I will find a way to get you some money.
To put it bluntly, I am investing in your future, not the present.
This is not how you cut leeks. Remember to call me when you decide to go treasure hunting in Xiko City."
After saying that, Mo Youqiong patted the mane on the manticore's neck. The mighty giant roared, spread its bat wings and jumped into the sky, carrying Little Rich Brother who had obtained the new weapon and flew towards the camp outside the city.
He got something really good and had to share it with his good friend. He was doing well and was still interning at the camp. He happened to go and see how that guy was doing.
As he watched his boss fly away on a manticore, the happy stick on the ground was completely moved. He held the cool, delicate and powerful trench gun in his hand and murmured to himself:
“Do ‘angel investors’ really exist in this world? I finally understand why you can lose 5 million even if you start a small company.
Brother, even if I have money, I can’t spend it like you do.
What kind of family are you?"
"Hey, Brother Bang, what are you doing here?"
Just when Happy Stick retracted his gaze and began to admire the trench gun marked [Collectible] in his hand, a whirring sound sounded from the side.
Brother Bang looked back and saw that it was Brother Zhongzhong who was striding forward in full swing.
At first glance, this guy looked like he had just come out of Mrs. Trish's alchemy hut, and he still had some "wonderful" compound "aroma" on him. As he approached, Happy Stick took a step back calmly to avoid contaminating himself.
Something dangerous.
This is the guy who created the Molotov cocktail in the game.
It is said that he has been locking himself in the warehouse of the camp in the past few days and I don’t know what he is doing. Anyway, he is a quite mysterious guy. However, Happy Stick and Brother Zhongye know each other. Back then, Brother Zhongcheng was still a "Greeting Party"
, they like to discuss some very cruel things in the forum.
Precisely because Happy Stick was once a "professional", he was basically certain that Brother Zhongzhong would definitely have the same service experience as him, otherwise it would be difficult to accept his understanding of thermal weapons that is beyond the level of ordinary enthusiasts.
"Yo, good stuff! Let me see it!"
Before Brother Bang could answer, Brother Zhongzhong saw the trench gun in his hand.
The guy's eyes lit up and he grabbed it with his hand. He looked it over and over in his hand, made a few aiming movements, put his finger into the barrel of the gun and touched it, and finally nodded and said:
"A masterpiece! It's made by hand. Of course, the barrel is machined, but that doesn't change the precision of this thing. Where did you get it?"
This is much more sophisticated than all the thermal weapons I have seen recently, only Ashina-chan's Hammer Guard can rival it."
"bought."
When this matter was mentioned, Brother Bang looked unhappy.
He cursed:
"That black-hearted NPC inside, damn, my buddy and I spent tens of thousands of yuan to buy a set of collectibles. Fortunately, one of them was triggered. Ahem, it's nothing.
If you don’t clock in to work in the alchemy hut, what are you doing here?”
"Isn't this the poor little rich guy who said on the forum that he found the new mechanical engineer? I came over to take a look, and he also posted a few pictures of mechanical prosthetics on the forum, which made me itchy.
You know, I just like this kind of punk style stuff, I really like it."
Talking about his favorite things, Brother Zhongzhong rubbed his hands with bright eyes, ignoring the little secret that Brother Bang almost let out just now. After Happy Stick pointed out the specific location, he said haha and rushed into the blood vulture quickly.
In the cloister.
Brother Bang narrowed his eyes and watched Brother Zhongzhong disappear into the shadows of the corridor.
In fact, he has always maintained a subtle distance from Brother Zhongzhong in the game. He doesn't know if it is an illusion. As a former "professional", he always feels that Brother Zhongcheng and several particularly active brothers on the forum are a bit "unkind".
smell.
He desperately hoped that he was overthinking.
But if that is true, what can he do as a bad game player?
"well"
Happy Stick sighed, and opened the structural diagram of Xiko City's underground treasury that cost 150,000 gold in the psychic bag and looked at it.
Calculating this thing only from the scale and scale, it is estimated that the area will not be smaller than the Blood Vulture Corridor.
Brother Bang has a premonition.
He might really get a big treasure in the ruins of Xiko City in the distance. Of course, he might also lose all his pants in it.
But everything depends on human effort, so he quickly made up his mind, opened Brother Mingmiao's private chat, and sent a message:
"Whenever is convenient, let's meet."
"I'm heading back with a large group of Gnoll prisoners right now."
Brother Miao Miao immediately replied:
"Wait until I go to the quarry of Morland Village to hand over the prisoners, and then go to the city to find you."
"No, I mean, meet offline.
There is a job for you and your team, and the income is estimated to be at least 150,000 gold coins. According to the current exchange ratio, it is 1.5 million soft girl coins.
Attention, it’s the minimum.”
"!!!"
"Understood? So I have to bring a lawyer there, and we can sign a contract or something offline."
"Emmm, the day after tomorrow. I have a lawyer here. My cousin is a commercial lawyer with a certificate. Let me arrange things first. Do you need to find a store for you to relax?"
"No need, I just want to keep myself safe."
"Fuck! We are all local foxes. What kind of fairy tales are you singing to me from here? Speak well!"
"Ahem, let's just make some simple arrangements and be plain. This is business after all."
"Okay, see you offline."
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"Master, I want to become an engineering mechanic! This is my work, please give me your attention."
In the room of the little Earl of Sharon, the loyal brother who came to visit was very humble and handed the very cruel thing he made to the little dwarf vampire in front of him.
Sharon didn't care at first.
She knew that these were spirits from another world, and said to herself that you people from other worlds know nothing about steam engineering. But when she took Zhong Zhong's work in her hands and took a look at it, she was stunned for the first time.
What I got was a gun.
It is in the style of a shotgun, with a dark barrel set on a mahogany body, a somewhat strange bolt and a bayonet seat placed in front of the muzzle.
This thing looks more "fine" than the dwarf shotgun.
But the whole thing is very simple. This alone is not enough to surprise Sharon. The most important thing is that the bullets used by this thing are completely different from the spherical bullets in her impression.
The three bullets Brother Zhongzhong took out were all pointed bullets.
It took a lot of effort to rub this thing with his hands these past few days. Fortunately, the small equipment supported by the Blood Alliance Knights has professional tools, otherwise it would be difficult for him to complete this operation of rubbing peanuts with his hands even if he is exhausted.
"This is."
Sharon took the pointed bullet that exuded cold air in her hand, put it under her nostrils and sniffed, then looked at Brother Zhongcheng, and whispered:
"Is it dwarven gunpowder? You changed the proportion and did not add gold powder? Does this guarantee kinetic energy? If the kinetic energy is insufficient, how can the accuracy be guaranteed?"
"Oh, I did the rifling."
Brother Zhongzhong replied casually, keeping his eyes on the two mechanical prosthetics placed by Sharon on the wall.
The black thing full of mechanical rods and fantasy punk flavor poked him so much that the middle-aged man was a little distracted for a while.
"Rifling."
Little Earl Sharon stretched out her fingers and touched the barrel of Brother Zhongzhong's gun. Then she squinted her eyes and touched the barrel of the gun, inserted the pointed bullet into it, and then loaded it with a click.
"Can I try?"
She asked, and Brother Zhongzhong nodded and made a "please" gesture.
She pushed open the door and aimed at a brick on the wall next to the corridor. She took the "alien-style" weapon and aimed it slightly, and then pulled the trigger.
"boom"
A slight shock hit her shoulder. The body blessed by Midnight did not shake, but there was an extra hole in the wall stone opposite.
With dust flying everywhere, Sharon pulled the bolt, and a hot bullet shell popped out and was held in her hand with her left hand wearing a machinist's glove. The smell of the incompletely burned gunpowder made her move her nose.
Just when she was about to make a comment, Mrs. Tracey's faint voice suddenly sounded in her ears:
"You know Murphy's office is across the hall, right? Did you know you just broke my favorite frozen moonshine?
That's because little Murphy was filial to me and I just opened this bottle of wine.
Do you know how expensive it is? Do you know how angry I am right now?"
"Uh, I will compensate! I swear!"
Sharon is a good boy.
He immediately responded using onomatopoeia, causing Tris to make a meaningful nasal sound.
But little Earl Sharon’s first thought besides being embarrassed was:
"Hey! Why are you, the Blood Vulture Grand Guild, still staying in Lord Murphy's room at this time? What is the relationship between you two?
Is the life of this vampire so exciting?"
"Ahem, Master, are my works still pleasing to the eye?"
Brother Zhongzhong next to him asked proudly.
He knew that the rifle he had rubbed with his hands had actually won the approval of the engineering mechanic. Sure enough, the next second, the little Earl of Sharon turned back and said to him very seriously:
"Your craftsmanship is comparable to that of a formal firearms technician. Your Excellency, such a sophisticated weapon uses a completely different firing method from dwarf firearms. Not to mention that this exquisite pointed bullet is an amazing progress in the field of ammunition. Of course I will approve it.
With your accomplishments in this area, I am also willing to discuss the mysteries of engineering with real professionals."
"Ding"
The light sound made Brother Zhongzhong lower his head and see that he had obtained the job transfer reminder for engineering mechanic apprentice, which made him very satisfied.
But the next second, Brother Zhongzhong pointed at the mechanical arm on the wall that made him very envious. He asked a little embarrassedly:
"Um. Can you sell that to me? Please understand, but I really can't wait to study this wonderful thing that I have never seen before."
"Uh, but that's a prosthetic limb for the disabled. I'm still researching the mechanical skeleton that can be used by normal individuals, and I don't have a real one in hand.
I understand your curiosity in this regard, and I can share the drawings I know with you."
"Huh? It can only be used by disabled people? Simple!"
Brother Zhongzhong laughed.
Under the stunned gaze of the young Earl Sharon, he drew out the sword for protection from his waist. He raised the sword with a nonchalant hand, and his right hand flew out with blood splashing everywhere.
This decisive and terrifying scene frightened little Earl Sharon.
After several seconds, she screamed, but the shock in her voice was obviously greater than the fear.
However, this was nothing to Zhong Zhong, who was impatient and wanted to try out otherworldly engineering for himself. Anyway, the pain shielding was maximized, and the knife was just as painful as his finger being caught in the door.
As a man himself.
Well, okay, it still hurts a little, but for the sake of the mysteries of engineering, it’s bearable!
"Shall we do the surgery now?"
There was still blood on his face.
But the light in his eyes was so penetrating that little Earl Sharon couldn't help but take a step back and glanced at his right hand that was still twitching on the ground.
"Well, I think we should calm down and discuss this matter carefully. Warrior, I have a small problem."
"But I think there's no problem! I'm completely prepared! You see, I'm already disabled, right?
This prosthetic limb should be used by guys like me.
This is very reasonable! Can’t I just spend money to buy it?”
"Uh, that's not the problem!"
"What is that? Master Sharon, please don't whet my appetite! I can't wait any longer!"
"Calm down! You lunatic! My prosthetic leg is my left hand! But you cut off your right hand. Here comes the Midnight Mother, are you all a bunch of lunatics?"
