Transmigrating to the Apocalypse at the Start, I'm Rolling in It

Dual transmigration + apocalypse + base building.

Just after breaking up, protagonist Pan Han was bound by a system, gaining storage space.

He transmigrates to the apocalypse, leading a...

Chapter 127: Catching a Turtle in a Jar

"Brother Long, according to the rules of our base, it's time for you to smoke." Pan Han gestured to go to a shelf to get something.

"There's even cigarettes." Li Qinglong was surprised.

"I'll get it for you."

"No need, just tell me where it is. I'll get it myself." Li Qinglong was still worried and didn't let go.

"On the second shelf of this shelf." Pan Han had no choice but to instruct him.

Li Qinglong slowly walked to the shelf, reached into a paper box, and took out a carton of cigarettes.

"Open it." It was difficult for him to open the package with one hand, so he had to ask Pan Han to open it for him.

Pan Han quickly opened the package, took out a box, and took out a cigarette for Li Qinglong.

"You draw first." As an intermediate evolver, Li Qinglong is immune to all poisons, but he is afraid of other dangers.

"Okay." Pan Han smiled slightly, lit up his cigarette and started taking a deep puff.

The battle lasted for several hours and he was somewhat tired.

As soon as the cigarette enters my lungs, I feel a lot more relaxed.

"Comfortable!" Pan Han deliberately pretended to enjoy it, his eyes were blurred and he was blowing smoke rings.

Li Qinglong smelled it and found that it was indeed real tobacco.

He hadn't touched this thing for several years, and his urge to smoke was instantly aroused. Just as he was about to take a cigarette, Pan Han suddenly cried out and his body twisted.

"What's wrong?" Li Qinglong's nerves suddenly tensed up.

"It's nothing, my back just suddenly felt itchy and I wanted to scratch it." Pan Han wanted to let him relax his guard again, so he remembered a scene from a classic sketch.

"Then scratch it."

"Oh my god, ouch!" Pan Han reached hard on his back.

"I can't reach it! Brother Long, can you help me scratch it?" Pan Han pretended to be itchy on one half of his face, and smiled on the other half.

"This!" Li Qinglong was stunned.

What the hell is this request? It's so weird!

Seeing that Li Qinglong was unmoved, Pan Han rubbed his back against him, making "ah ah ah" sounds as he rubbed.

This action made Li Qinglong very troubled and his head was buzzing.

Forget it, I'll just give him a few scratches and then smoke a cigarette. Li Qinglong made a decision secretly.

"Where does it itch?" Li Qinglong put his hand on Pan Han's back.

"Put it in, it won't make you feel better!" Pan Han suddenly said loudly, looking very anxious.

"What a hassle!" Li Qinglong muttered, but still reached into his clothes.

"Yes! That's it, scratch!"

Li Qinglong actually started scratching obediently.

"Yes, that's it. It feels good. Try harder!" Pan Han pretended to be comfortable while directing him.

Although the warehouse door was closed, there was a group of evolvers outside the door, so they could naturally hear the sounds inside.

Everyone looked at each other in confusion.

What's going on? What are those two doing in there? Is Master Pan going to lose his virginity?

Cheng Xiao couldn't help but frown when she heard the noise.

After scratching it seven or eight times, Li Qinglong always felt something was wrong, so he pulled it out.

He reached out and took out a cigarette and asked Pan Han to light it for him.

"Thank you, Brother Long. Thank you, Brother Long. I feel comfortable now." Pan Han smiled and lit a cigarette for him.

Men are very strange animals. No matter how big their enemies are, they can still smoke together.

Evolvers are no exception!

Half a minute, a cigarette, and Qinglong is as happy as a god!

Seeing his satisfied look, Pan Han couldn't help laughing secretly, thinking that in this world, there is no man that can't be won over by just one cigarette, if there is, then just add another one!

"Good, I'll take this one." Li Qinglong pointed to the whole pack of cigarettes.

"No!" Pan Han answered seriously.

"What? Do you want to go back on your word?" Li Qinglong suddenly used his fingers to pinch Pan Han tightly.

"How could my brother Long only give you one piece when I ask for it? I'll give you the whole box!" Pan Han pointed to the big box on the shelf with a righteous look.

Li Qinglong was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "You are quite smart, kid."

Seeing that the time was ripe, Pan Han quickly ran to the shelf, moved the box over and placed it at Li Qinglong's feet.

In this way, he successfully broke free from the restraints. It was very smooth, reasonable and scientific!

"Brother Long, take another look, is there anything else you like?" Pan Han pointed to the mountain of goods behind him.

"This meat looks good." Li Qinglong pointed to the smoked meat hanging behind.

Pan Han quickly ran over, picked up two large pieces and placed them at Li Qinglong's feet.

Then he brought over a large box, which was neatly filled with luncheon meat.

He picked up a box and handed it to Li Qinglong.

The other person took it, squeezed the can open with a little force, and the gravy inside flowed onto his hands.

"Canned meat." Li Qinglong picked up a piece, put it in his mouth and tasted it carefully.

"Not bad, not bad! It's really good meat!"

"As long as Brother Long likes it, I'll give you this box." After saying that, Pan Han ran to a shelf and picked up a bottle of Coke.

"Brother Long, have a drink." Then Pan Han helped him open it.

Li Chenglong drank it all in one breath.

"Great!" he growled.

The power of the fat house’s happy water is so great that people in the last days can’t withstand it at all!

The people outside the gate were shocked again when they heard Li Qinglong's growl.

"Seventh sister, the adults won't be..." Lao Liu quietly walked to Cheng Xiao and said.

"Sixth brother, what nonsense are you talking about?" Cheng Xiao spat at him.

"This! It's mainly because the dialogues are too similar. You know!" Lao Liu didn't believe it either, but he had to think about it that way.

Seeing that Li Qinglong was drinking happily, Pan Han happily brought another box of Coke and put it at his feet.

"Brother Long, what else do you want?" Pan Han looked up and asked.

“You have a bar.”

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