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Without a rational reminder, he is now a rich man and is too poorly fed to compete with others for a few silver coins.
"Otherwise, he would join the army to collect silver coins.
The dead child Qian Bao was born with a silver spoon in his heart and did not know how to be frugal.
What kind of silver coins are you throwing?
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Just sprinkle in copper coins.
If scavengers think that spreading copper coins is an insult, they can continue to insult them in the same way.
If you can't do it, don't argue.
Of course, some things are easy to think about, whether they work is another matter.
Fang Lang knew this very well.
Therefore, despite his dissatisfaction, he remained silent and cooperated with the actions of the other five young roommates throughout the process.
The first station.
It was five young roommates who sent Fang Lang to a small underground dream training ground specially designed for him.
The security guard responsible for guarding the entrance of the hunting department for intern hunters seemed to know five people in Wang Tianci.
Fang Lang not only raised his hand and successfully entered the underground dream training ground, but the other five young roommates also followed.
? One is about 50 meters deep.
The entire central area has a luxurious version of a single-room suspended dream room.
At least after the telescopic bridge is retracted, the dream chamber must be suspended relative to the surrounding barrel-shaped walls.
Wang Tianci and five others directly pushed the ignorant Fang Lang into the single-person dream room in the central area.
Fang Lang didn¡¯t even know how to enter it.
No matter what, in a trance, he had been sitting on a transparent single-person artificial dream metal chair.
Equipment in space has begun to activate on its own.
He only had time to look around and found that the single-person dream room on the surrounding wall was indeed empty. No one uses the dream facility outside the training ground. As soon as he closed his eyes, he was quickly pulled to sleep by the strong fragrance of the dream.
I just woke up this morning.
After breakfast, I fell asleep again.
Isn¡¯t this a bad life?
The above question was the only strange and wonderful thought in Fang Lang's mind before falling asleep.
Enter the dream.
Everything is different from the hundreds of possibilities Fang Lang imagined in his mind.
He doesn't have to do anything.
After touching the ground with your feet, step firmly on the ground.
Open your eyes.
A quite ancient flat bluestone street appeared in front of him.
The streets of Qingshi are crowded.
They wandered the streets aimlessly and curiously.
On both sides of the street are red tiles, white walls and wooden buildings two or three stories high. Fang Lang couldn't see the purpose of the wooden building on the second or third floor. However, the first floor is clearly packed with shops.
"The dog ignores the steamed buns, the dog ignores the steamed buns, big and fragrant meat buns!"
Any weapon forged by my blacksmith Zhang is the best, most durable, and least easily damaged weapon!
"Sir, how many of you are having dinner? What can I do?"
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As the voice of soliciting customers rang in Fang Lang's ears, the corners of Fang Lang's mouth twitched involuntarily.
I almost blurted out three words.
Novice Village!
That¡¯s right.
Currently, where he stands is obviously on another planet, in his own favorite new game village.
No matter it¡¯s human.
This is also the style and pattern of rural architecture.
They are all the same.
What¡¯s more, he just entered this dream and didn¡¯t even have time to create something in the dream. Why was a bustling new village created that even seemed to function independently without his presence?
The reason why Fang Lang can quickly make the above series of important decisions is related to his multi-tasking. He saw several young men walking down the street, ran into the nearest blacksmith shop, and asked Blacksmith Zhang what he needed to exchange if he wanted to make or upgrade weapons.
However, Tiejiang Zhang not only gave the same answer every time.
What¡¯s more, although Blacksmith Zhang was wearing antique clothes, Fang Lang knew from his expression that his uncle¡¯s true identity was not a blacksmith at all, but a teacher from the second district¡¯s trainee hunter division.
Middle-aged teachers who teach them practical skillsdivision.
This dress is almost eye-catching.
??Obviously, it is shirtless, and with a very simple black apron, it cannot block any good scenery at all!
What makes your eyes even hotter is.
Fortunately, he didn't have time to do anything in his dream or take a sip of water.
Otherwise, every shop in Novice Village was originally composed of NPCs. They are all teachers and adults, and they all have a strong ancient atmosphere.
Fang Lang was worried that he would splash or suffocate.
Of course, it¡¯s unclear whether the Hunter Trainer teachers in District 2 are all trapped in this fantasy game to manage him.
However, at this moment, he happened to be on a street, looking forward from his position. Any teacher he met who had even the faintest impression had a role to play, but there was absolutely nothing wrong with that.
As for the pedestrians hurrying across the street.
All right.
From the perspective of face familiarity and age level, the vast majority should be composed of young trainee hunters from the District 2 trainee hunter department.
They are the testers of this dream game, so to speak.
It can also be called a test player.
There is no store entry.
There are far more activities in my mind than actions.
Is this the main street of Xinxin Village? Is Xinjian Village my favorite game that I created in a dream-making way?
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Fierce!
The best part is, I don¡¯t even know when and how long it took to build the huge newbie game village.
At least he can¡¯t remember the more detailed details now.
oh!
While Fang Lang was indulging in his rich spiritual activities, a strong wind suddenly sounded behind him.
The scalp is numb.
The eyebrows were wrinkled.
While walking, Fang Lang suddenly knelt down and bent back and forth. The whole person bent forward and squatted on the ground. At the same time, he muttered to himself.
The shoelaces seem a bit loose!
It¡¯s pretty much a back and forth effort.
The black meat cleaver, with its sharp blade facing the cold light, cuts straight from the back to the spine.
Poof!
First, he crossed the lower back of a young trainee hunter who was walking in front of Fang Lang.
Poof!
Then another young apprentice hunter walked in front of the first unfortunate man, and his side was cut.
Poof!
Finally, a knife was inserted into the back of the third unfortunate man.
The white source power accounts for most of the dust and overflows from the three wounds.
The blood jar on his head quickly turned white and was almost empty in the blink of an eye.
The three men didn't even have time to scream. Their shocked and painful faces instantly turned into three clusters of white light and disappeared.
A girl¡¯s loud scream seemed to press the pause button on the entire crowded Qingshi Street. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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