Chapter 432： Golden Light Sword (1/2)
”Shit, empty boxes. I have participated in the supply box search at least six times. I have never encountered empty boxes ...” A NPC professional yelled and whispered, venting his anger like a vent. Ghost around the mutation.
”Okay, are you ready to come forward to argue with that big guy? It is already at level 30, and it is said that it has touched the threshold of first-order combat power. Why is it so crazy that it wants a transfer certificate? For advanced first-order combat power! ”
”Yeah, don't you want to fight against it here? First of all, I'm sure I won't help you then, but Suter can transform into the transformation of the ancient tree of war ...”
PCNPC professionals scolded and rushed out of the graveyard, and if they didn't leave, they would be surrounded by the mutant ghost again. This time, I don't think Sutre will be transformed into a tree fort to shelter them from the wind and rain.
”Okay, Sute, I hope you succeed in your transfer!” Sophie gave Sute a complicated look, patted his arm, held a staff, and rushed towards the graveyard;
”Damn, why don't you believe me!” Sutte felt very cramped, and his chest seemed to explode. At this moment, a mutant ghost roared towards it, but just hit it. The muzzle was tortured by Suter with two hands.
After Xun vented his anger, Sutter looked at his wounds, cursing loudly, like a bulldozer, rushing down a road and yelling towards the outside of the graveyard.
After losing her target, the mutant ghost began to change back to white, wandering aimlessly, and the whole cemetery seemed to be burning with white flames, which looked very strange.
At this time, Song Jianzheng's incarnation was floating in the dark sky above the cemetery. Seeing that all NPCs had left, Song Jian immediately landed on the edge of the cemetery and began to look at the parcel bar to see what items were obtained from the supply box.
”Wow, look at this, smart rocket self-propelled car design drawings! Is there really such a thing, God, with this thing, who else dares to fight me!” Song Jian's The eyes first fell on a book glowing with golden light.
On the cover of the book, the words ”Smart Rocket Self-Propelled Vehicle Design” are written, but depending on the thickness of the book, if you want to make this self-propelled vehicle completely, I am afraid it will take a lot of effort;
But no matter how difficult this self-propelled car is, Song Jian has to make it when he sells it;
”The eighth level of engineering production can be learned, well, put it first, I am only three levels away, and I can quickly meet the learning requirements.” Song Jian glanced at the learning conditions of the design, shrugged his shoulders, and Looked at other things.
”Woo, clean water, compressed dry food, and first-aid medicines are indeed the most urgently needed supplies in the last days, but for me, they are of no use at all!” Song Jian left his mouth, and a lot of food was packed in the supplies box. , Water and medicine, but for a person who owns a manor house, the basic living materials will not cause him any trouble.
In addition to these supplies, the rest are some weapons, two pistols, three MP5 submachine guns, and general bullets for pistols and submachine guns;
”Well, I shouldn't expect too much. With that design drawing, I already have enough books this time. I can't expect too much. Greed is the original sin!” Although Song Jian was unwilling, he still comforted himself.
When Song Jian was about to close the parcel bar, he was suddenly attracted by a golden light. A closer look showed that in the last cell of the parcel bar, there was a long dark gold sword.