msmithbooks Chapter 10 Forest Turtle
Chapter 10 Forest Turtle
"I remembered, it's Jingming!" Deputy Director Gao's eyes lit up, and the white beard on his face trembled, "I remember he is a supernatural person? A young man who just graduated?"
"Mr. Jing has dual abilities, he has the identity of an adventurer." Aina wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, "You always come here to see him?"
"Is it obvious?" Deputy Director Gao stopped walking forward.
Aina's slander - can this be called not obvious?You come to the Institute for inspection once in ten years.
"I'm just worried about Boy Wang. I don't know if he's mistaken this time."
"I don't dare to say if I'm mistaken or not, it remains to be seen." Aina replied very sincerely, "When the teacher was raising the fetus, Jing Ming performed very well."
"Little Nini, you young people can't use your eyes to see people, you should use your time." Deputy Director Gao's tone seemed to be teasing the children, "I am different, you can tell with your eyes."
"..."
Aina didn't want to argue, so she could only sigh helplessly—if your old eyes are really so poisonous, how did that scum from your ex appear?
In the lounge, only Wang Zhong is sorting out the materials. What he has most now is time, and he will feel uncomfortable when he is idle.
The door of the lounge made a beeping sound, and an old man with white hair and beard ran over excitedly.
"Little darling, grandpa is here to see you!"
"teacher……"
Wang Zhong put down the things in his hands, and was hugged by the old man in the next second.
"When did you come back?"
"I missed you, so I'm coming." The old man let go of Wang Zhong, and looked up and down at Wang Zhong, who was looking more and more handsome. "I saw the news a while ago, and I have already taught you that thing."
Wang Zhong blinked, and quickly filtered the recent news in his mind, but he couldn't find a clue.
"What did you do?"
"I just said that their family's resource planet development procedures are not complete, and the government department intervened."
Wang Zhongmo is silent.
It is easy for the teacher to say a word, and there are many people who listen to him and do things. The focus is on the resource planet that is involved in the investigation. He can guess how many tricks the Yuan family has. What is the bone.
"Let me touch my little boy, is it growing well in mother's womb?"
Wang Zhong dodged and avoided the claws.
"Teacher, please respect yourself."
Little pea is still young, what should I do if I get scared?
"Boy Wang, can we discuss it?" Deputy Director Gao's eyes were burning, "When your child is born, leave it to me to raise it, how about it?"
"No." Wang Zhong refused firmly.
"You see, I am old and have nowhere to go. No one cares about me as an old man. I just want to find a little life that can accompany me. This small request is not too much, right?"
"There are also babies in the orphanage." Wang Zhong insisted unwaveringly. For him, the policy of mourning soldiers is useless.
"As long as the child is raised by me, you can enjoy the world of two, and you will definitely not delay your second child!"
Wang Zhong sighed lightly.
"Your old organs have not degenerated, and it is not difficult to have a child."
"..." Deputy Director Gao was so blocked that he couldn't speak.
Aina covered her mouth, trembling all over from laughing.
Deputy Director Gao glared at Wang Zhong angrily.
"Stingy boy Wang! Is it because of you that I came here in such a hurry? Can't you give in?"
"Teacher, you can stay for the elderly, and I will take care of you."
"Stupid!" Deputy director Gao jumped on the spot when he was angered by the disciple who didn't let go, and he was very energetic. "Where is my apprentice's wife?"
"Going for food."
"Foraging?"
On the other hand, Jing Ming, who had already explored a straight line of ten kilometers in the sub-safety zone, finally got rid of the "big burden" attached to his back, swayed, opened his feet, and quickly disappeared into the densely planted woods.
The researcher who was packing up materials behind Jing Ming sat intact in the high-defense mecha, and while packing up the mutant beasts hunted by Jing Ming, he was distracted by the radar scanning images.
When he saw a red dot going away quickly, he blinked and turned on the communicator.
"Miss Aina, Mr. Jing has disappeared again."
"Tsk, I knew you couldn't see him." Aina's image was so clear that even when she frowned, she could see a few wrinkles. "Stand by and wait for him to drag back the spoils."
"What exactly is Mr. Jing doing?"
"This issue belongs to personal privacy. He doesn't want us to know, so we will pretend that we don't know."
"Yes."
The researcher complained silently in his heart—who was complaining about Jingming's elusive behavior on the gossip board?
The stronghold of mutated plants and animals is not a good place to enter.
There are not a few people who come to hunt every year, but they generally wander around the periphery, and few people go deep.
If a person's physical strength does not reach A-level, it is difficult to hunt alone in this place. Jing Ming, who only has a B-level physical strength, is a special case. He not only acts alone, but also enters the depths more than once.
If Jingming were asked to tell what was in the depths of the dense forest, he probably wouldn't be able to tell.
This place is like a natural magnetic field. Every time you enter, you can see different things. It is obvious that you are walking in the same direction, going straight down without turning, but the things you see along the way are ever-changing.
Seeing the scenery in front of him appear one by one like swiping a map, Jing Ming couldn't help wondering if this was a copy.
Jing Ming called the system in his heart, and the operation interface floated in front of his eyes.
Jing Ming chose himself as the target, and with a single breath, the physical strength of the B-level increased instantly, and the snacks in the backpack were eaten, and the effect of understanding increased.
Yes, Jing Ming is not a hit party, his weapons are inlaid with stones to improve knowing attack.
Missed?
This kind of thing is impossible to happen on this planet where level 90 can completely suppress (excluding S-level masters)!
Jing Ming turned on the map mode, and it was still a fog when he played it all. The only thing he could see on the map was his route when he came, and the defensive mecha that he left outside the forest.
"A wicked place."
Jingming muttered, took off the double swords behind his back, and changed his clothes into Qixiu school uniform with one click.
Qixiu school uniforms are all kinds of open backs and thighs, especially the pink and tender colors of most school uniforms. I didn’t feel much when playing games on the computer before, but now I wear them on my body. It hurts once.
It's no wonder that he hides from people. If someone sees this attire, he will definitely be regarded as a pervert!
If he hadn't been tricked into being a nurse, he wouldn't have become a showman when the game first came out.
It is said that every milk has a DPS heart, and when seeing the monsters fail, Jing Ming always wants to poke them with two swords.
It's a pity that he is a milk, he must give blood to his teammates, and must ensure that those unscrupulous bastards will not die.
Slowly, the game was updated again and again, camps appeared, and player conflicts increased sharply. The milk show of PVE (players fighting with monsters in the game) became a PVP (player and player battle) milk show, milk, milk, milk to vomiting blood.
Later, new sects were opened one after another, sect loli were released from the arena, sect masters popped up one by one, and various activities continued.
The game has experienced the weakening of the sect time and time again, and the hat of Qixiu Gengu and Three Wastes cannot be removed. Today the monk ran to Wanhua and jumped off the cliff, and tomorrow his son Stupid Yang was slaughtered.
When encountering a collective mental illness of a certain gang, Qixiu's NPC will also be "popular", and the number of times Granny Sun died tragically is enough to scare all kinds of children hiding in the tank to cry.
If you count the 818 grievances related to Xiuxiu and Yaoxiu's daily group laying guns, the world will never be peaceful.
The living space of Naixiu was squeezed in various ways, until poisonous milk became highly sought after, and various people holding pink Xiuxiu appeared in the sect channel, and their daily life was to criticize the cruelty of DPS and T.
The wife of the dross is driven out of the court!
Some friends changed to a new school, some friends camped against each other, and some friends only said "this number has been sold" when they met again.The rivers and lakes don't change too fast!
This is the rhythm that forces people to change!
After the friends who played together at the beginning left one by one, Jing Ming looked at the pink Xiuxiu as a female account, quit the gang with few acquaintances, and cut Bing Xin decisively before his patience was worn out, carrying two swords Travel alone in the rivers and lakes.
Going and going... Accidentally, I crossed the line.
Jing Ming was walking in the grass, and blood-sucking mosquitoes kept sticking to his white and tender thighs—are Master Xiu's thighs easy to touch?
No matter how strong their mouths are, they can't break the defense of the white thighs, at most they can scratch Jingming's itch.
White "misses" floated around one after another, and Jing Ming occasionally lamented that his skin was too thick.
There are many special plants on the side of the road. Ordinary adventurers don't take it lightly when they see beautiful unknown flowers. Jing Ming has no worries, he will use the system at this time.
Once the target is locked, the cute system will prompt the opponent's color and level, and it is easy to distinguish whether it is an ordinary plant or a monster that kills people.
Only the dangerous red and the passive-aggressive yellow need attention, as long as Jingming can move things of other colors, they can't easily stay.
Normally, the closer to the center of the forest, the more dangerous it was, and most of the cowardly mutant creatures lived on the periphery.
There are exceptions, such as... the one in front of you.
The system is attentively serving.
Jing Ming looked along the connecting line that only he could see, and there was a thick leather claw protruding from behind a thick tree.
Jing Ming narrowed his eyes and took a step forward.
The paw retracted.
Nie Yun, a little Qinggong of Jing Ming, sprinted in a straight line.
Behind the tree is a turtle, a turtle with a load of mushrooms.
It has blue-gray skin, a pair of bean eyes, and a bunch of short mushrooms that steal the spotlight.
"This is because the tortoise shell is moldy."
Looking at the mushroom on the tortoise shell, Jing Ming inexplicably felt itchy on his back. He scratched and scratched the handles of the two swords indecently.
The tortoise that was blocked in the way receded slowly, and the movement was extremely slow.
Jing Ming found that the turtle's name and blood volume were a series of question marks.
This is not good news.
It is not uncommon to be able to use a string of question marks to indicate a name, and no one cares what a turtle is called.
However, anyone who has played the game knows that this is an elite monster with a blood volume of question marks, commonly known as BOSS.
Fortunately, the name of this strange tortoise is yellow, not red. As long as Jing Ming doesn't take the initiative to do something, the tortoise will not take the initiative to hurt Jing Ming.
"Let's have a discussion." Jing Ming squatted down, a large area of his white and tender thighs was exposed, "Can you act like you didn't see me?"
The tortoise and Jingming looked at each other, and Jingming tried to smile with kindness.
1 minutes passed.
"Can I leave?"
The tortoise remained motionless, and Douzi kept staring at Jingming.
Another 1 minutes passed.
Jing Ming guessed that the tortoise should be quite old when it grows to such a large size.
"Can you always make up your mind? I'm still waiting to go home."
The tortoise still looked at each other, as if they didn't understand.
"Stop pretending, I know that old mutant beasts are all spiritually enlightened." Jing Liang drew out his two swords and thrust them into the ground, "If you pretend you don't understand, I'll cut off the mushrooms on your back! "
At this moment, the tortoise finally moved. Its head was a little bit, its limbs and tail were added, and it lay down on the ground.
"Hey, what do you mean? Sleeping? Or tired?" Jing Ming couldn't understand.
The turtle crawled forward.
Jingming retreated.
The tortoise shook, and the mushrooms on the tortoise shell were as motionless as a mountain.
Jingming's eyes lit up.