Chapter 392: The "Misery" of Taotie
While 3A returned home and was happily eating melons, Taotie, who was thousands of miles away, was speechless at the food in front of him: burnt mutant beef, raw "grass", and a cup of uncooked drinking water that he didn't know where to get from.
He missed home especially at times like this.
real.
I don’t think about it much usually.
I can't stand eating this! !
The worse the food was, the more uncomfortable he felt. Sometimes he would particularly crave the food made by 3A, so much so that he would eat hotpot with 3A in his dreams and drool when he woke up.
Taotie couldn't stand it any longer and pushed the plate of "pig food" in front of him away. "I won't eat it! Make it again for me. How can you serve burnt food? Are you trying to poison me to death?"
The several base traitors in front of them looked at each other, and some looked unhappy.
"Do you think you are a first-class protected animal in the B City Base? You can have whatever you want?"
"That's right, it's good to have something to eat!!"
"If you don't like it, why don't you open up the space? What do you want after you open it?"
Taotie has been locked in this high-rise building in the ruins for a long time. He didn't know how many days had passed. After the Little Ice Age and the total darkness ended, the polar day period began. It was bright outside every day. His bracelet was also kept in the space, so he had no concept of time at all.
Judging from the appearance, the floor they were on was quite high, perhaps more than ten floors high. He, Taotie, was powerless and could not even tie a chicken. If it were the Four Continents Team or a special operations team like 3A, they would probably dare to climb down with bare hands. However, he was just an ordinary person before the end of the world.
How dare Taotie?
In addition to this, the door of the room was locked. He was locked up in this two-bedroom, one-living-room house. Fang Ming was very confident that he could lock him up, so he could move freely in the room, but the room was monitored 24 hours a day.
Even Taotie would curse Fang Ming as a pervert! ! So disgusting! !
He didn't even dare to use his spatial ability.
The main concern is that Fang Ming's subordinates may have a way to seize other people's supernatural powers.
Taotie knew that he was carrying a large amount of supplies from the Flower Growers, and he absolutely could not let Fang Ming succeed. Now the people on Fang Ming's side wanted to force him to hand over the supplies.
"Who can swallow something like what you guys made?! Also, you want me to hand over the supplies?"
Taotie suddenly stood up and ran to the balcony, stepping onto the balcony railing with his long legs, "Or I'd better die."
His handsome face showed a nonchalant look, and his red earrings swayed.
This group of cowards were so scared that they hurried to persuade him.
“No, no, no!!!”
"Oh my god, you're using this trick again! You're sure our king won't be willing to kill you, right?!"
“Come down quickly!!!”
Taotie's legs were still shaking a little as he looked at such a high floor. Today was a cloudless day and the weather was really good, except that the sun made people's skin burn.
He pursed his chapped lips and started to ask, "Grandpa, I have never suffered such hardship in my life. Even if I ride around the world, it won't hurt me. I don't want to die. First, bring some normal food. Three dishes and one soup. Is this the minimum standard?"
As Taotie was talking, he thought about the food in the base again. Even if he didn't eat the food made by 3A or the delicacies in the various alleys in City B, it was better to eat bland nutritious meals with Fei than to eat this shit here! !
"Second, prepare clean water for me. I don't care what you drink. I want to make some boiled water for myself. Prepare it for me."
Fang Ming's men pushed and shoved each other, and each of them felt that this young master was really fucking difficult to please! !
Seeing that they didn't move, Taotie immediately stepped out, saying in a calm tone, "You won't give it to me? Then I'll jump. Anyway, once the space-powered person dies, the supplies will disappear. Without supplies, we won't be able to recruit talents. Your master's dream of an empire will be doomed to be shattered. Can you have enough food by following him?"
He just made a move.
These "useless subordinates" of Fang Ming could only nod their heads frantically and agree with him.
"Okay, okay! Let's go get ready, okay? Can you please stop playing this game?!"
"That's right, if he really falls down, there's no way he can be saved!!"
"Third brother, you guys stay here and I'll do it. Can't I do it?!"
A bald tattooed man cursed, turned around and went out to do as Taotie asked, and slammed the door heavily when he left.
"Bang!" There was a loud bang.
Taotie snorted coldly.
The remaining few people talked their mouths dry before they finally persuaded Taotie to stop eating.
The next second, Fang Ming was sitting in front of the square table in the room, staring at them grimly, "What are you doing again?" His tone was cold and chilling.
Taotie and Fang Ming's men were all shocked, and several of them stammered as they reported.
Taotie was too lazy to pay attention to Fang Ming. He turned around and sat on the sofa with an expression of a big boss. He had been secretly observing for a long time. Several of Fang Ming's men had their faces pinched and had changed their appearances. Therefore, Taotie could not tell who was who and whether they had lived in the B City base before.
It is actually very easy to recognize people whose faces have been pinched, after all, not everyone is Nuwa.
My own kneading skills are very average.
So it’s fake.
It looks like a face from a failed plastic surgery, with either an absurdly straight nose or a crooked chin.
Weird shapes.
The face-shaping potion at the headquarters is used to help patients and is completely controlled by doctors.
And don't exaggerate too much.
Very different from me.
It is usually used by people who are born with facial defects or who have been disfigured during a mission, or who had scars in the past. Once their appearance changes, they have to get a new electronic ID card.
How could it be like Fang Ming's side?
What a mess.
In the eyes of Taotie, this place looks more like a low-class bandit’s den.
He was very disdainful.
What Fang Ming could not stand the most was others looking down on him. When he saw Taotie's disgusted and contemptuous eyes, he wanted to peel off Taotie's skin and pull out his bones to play with. However, for the sake of his imperial dream, his army of monsters.
He could only endure it.
Fang Ming forced several of his men away with a cold look, then turned around and suddenly put on a different expression, "Brother Taotie, have you not woken up yet? Joining my empire is your only way out."
Taotie was disgusted by him. It was so sweet when they called Taotie brother in 3A, but being called that by Fang Ming once would make him feel disgusted for half a year, so he quickly stopped him.
"Who is your brother? I don't have a brother like you with an antisocial personality. Don't try to be related to me."
Fang Ming's face fell for a moment, then twisted again the next second. He smiled foolishly, "Wouldn't it be nice to be my brother? In ancient times, I would be the emperor and you would be the prince. How about I give you a title? You can command my monster army as much as you want, as long as you bring out the supplies."
Taotie was so angry that he laughed, thinking that Fang Ming's brain was indeed abnormal, and that his clone also had serious side effects from face pinching. Although his appearance was very similar, his facial features were a little out of control and his expression was easily distorted.
Fang Ming pointed at the raging sun outside with confidence and said, "Look, the polar day and extreme heat have arrived. Ordinary people will have no choice but to die. Your leaders are all stupid. Ordinary people should be eliminated. This new world belongs to new humans like us, hahahahahaha."
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