Chapter 1944 (1/2)

Dozens of seconds later, Peter was sitting on the ground panting with a bottle of soda in tears.

It's not that he wants to cry. The main reason is that his nerves are disturbed by electric current. His lacrimal glands and nasal mucus can't be controlled. Fortunately, carbonated drinks can comfort his injured heart.

”Your performance is very poor. I'm afraid you don't have much fighting talent in you.”

The death knell and Thor stood side by side. Their shadows cast on Peter's face. The cold words made the boy despair.

After all, predators still rely on their fists. If they can't fight, the future will be bleak.

”Why are you all human beings and so strong?” He sniffed his nose and raised his head.

”Because... I am the death knell!” The captain squatted down, and a black and yellow mask covered all the boy's sight. The endless sense of oppression came over his head, but in a flash: ”but since you're on my boat, I have to find a way out for Peter, the third leader of the crew.”

”Really?” Peter cheered up again. For some reason, he suddenly felt that the death knell was actually a good man: ”it would be better if you didn't emphasize my position.”

”Don't run away from the fact that you are nothing but dancing! Come on, let's talk as we walk along the road He was pulled up by the death knell. After observing the general direction, the three men walked towards the city.

There are so many garbage mountains around him that Peter feels that someone is staring at him behind his back. It's like falling into a spider hole. There must be more than eight eyes around him.

However, the death knell completely ignored this. It was the strength of strength. He walked in front of the road and asked the boy:

”there is a saying on the earth that losers depend on variation and the rich play with technology. I have to know whether you have money and then decide your development route.”

”Variation?” Peter is just a pupil. He is a little strange to the word.

The bell nodded, and his back was very tall, which was the style of the guide: ”it is to implant some flies, geckos and other cells to see if you can become a half human and half monster type. These changes often bring good combat effectiveness. I guess if you become maggot man, you'll probably have the ability to digest other biological waste. ”

”Er... Drinking urine is my bottom line. I can't bear to eat shit.” Not only did Peter not feel sick, but he even joked.

After testing, Su Ming judges that Peter has a good resistance to shit. No wonder he can make friends with Wade when he becomes a star Baron in the future.

”Do you have any money?” The death knell was not unexpected, and asked him, ”if you have money, first buy a CREI uniform from the black market, then buy some Scrooge weapons, build a good ship, buy thousands of armed robots, and then you can make a debut.”

Peter put the empty water bottle aside, put his hands into his pockets and turned them out. The pockets were cleaner than his face: ”I have no money. This time, my share of money has been knocked away by courage, and the savings are still on the warship.”

I saw the death knell in front of him sighed, shook his head, and pointed to a small spaceship flying in the sky: ”do you see what that is?”

”A small freighter... You mean I don't have money to rob?” Peter seemed to be enlightened in an instant. He seemed to understand something.

However, the ship flew behind the three people and came to a garbage peak. The bottom hatch was opened, and all kinds of garbage splashed all over the ground.

Then the spaceship shook a few times in the air, as if it had urinated clean, closed the hatch, turned and flew back to the city.

”I mean you shouldn't be at the bottom of the boat, you should be in the boat, you're just rubbish.” The death knell timely explained to Peter what he meant by pointing to the spaceship, and shook his head in disappointment: ”if there is no money, you are not willing to change, there is almost no rescue.”

Peter has a long face. Isn't it the tradition of human beings to respect the old and love the young? Why is this adult man always hitting his young heart?

How cruel! It's too dark!

But there is still a light in the dark. Peter, as a clever little devil, finds the clue in the words of the death knell: ”you say... Almost?”