Chapter 60: Only a strong fist can have the right to speak
"Do I have to deal with the body myself?"
Wen Ning looked at the six bodies in the yard, and there was no sign of them disappearing.
"Ah!" It's over! fighting!
"Well, you did a great job today, go home."
Wen Ning praised the tiger cub generously.
Although she seemed to dislike the tiger cub for being in the way in the end, the cub's performance in the battle was remarkable.
Orders must be obeyed.
This is the most basic quality of a soldier.
Sometimes restraint is more difficult to achieve than indulgence. Only if Hu Zi can control his bellicosity will Wen Ning be able to trust him with his back in the future.
As for the bodies, Wen Ning threw them out of the yard one by one. If they didn't disappear by tomorrow, he would dig a hole and bury them.
Of course, the armor and weapons they were wearing as well as the scattered blue torches were all picked up by Wen Ning.
Except for the high-quality soft armor on Liu Bo, Wen Ning planned to sell all the others.
No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat.
It is also excellent to change out the base material.
It was my first time fighting with my own kind. It was impossible to say that I didn’t feel any fluctuation in my heart.
But Wen Ning said he was well-adjusted, cold and ruthless.
After returning to the shelter and washing the blood off his body, Wen Ning lay down on the bed.
As soon as he thought about it, two things appeared in his hands.
A parchment scroll and a blue bead.
Wen Ning focused on the blue bead.
[Evil-Repelling Bead (Epic): A permanent item. Its deep blue color gives it a special function. When lit, the torch can dispel darkness within a 50-meter radius of itself, reducing the effect by 80% and halving the burning time of the torch. 】
"This bead can dispel darkness?"
Wen Ning's understanding was that it could dispel those frightening things in the darkness.
Then take out a picked up torch.
[Evil-repelling torch: The burning time is 1 hour and 48 minutes left. With it, you will be able to explore the poetry and distance in the dark night. 】
How lucky is Liu Bo? She has never seen these props before!
This was also related to the environment he was in. Although the grassland where Wen Ning was located had a small forest attached, the supplies there were extremely scarce, and he had never seen any ore at all.
There were no other animals on the grassland except for the prairie rabbits that Hu Zi saw.
Even if Wen Ning was lucky and got a chance to get an explosion in a box, basic supplies were extremely scarce.
It would be great if we could move someday, Wen Ning thought.
Then he looked at the parchment scroll.
[Slave Contract: A one-time contract item. After signing, the owner will become the slave of the contract. The game panel will be locked except for the backpack function. The slave has consciousness but no right to act independently. The contract can be terminated if either party dies. 】
[The slave's refuge will become a subsidiary refuge of the master, and the refuge will not disappear when the slave dies. 】
Wen Ning frowned as he looked at the prop.
Can you control your thoughts but not your actions?
Isn't this just watching yourself doing something against your will?
No wonder that man stood in front of Liu Bo in fear at that time.
It also has the function of controlling other people's shelters. Wow, if she had a hundred of these, she would have shelters all over the world! ?
After seeing these two props, Wen Ning was not very interested in other things.
Some food and daily necessities are put into the warehouse.
For others, just put them on the trading market.
[Wasteland January 4, 22:23, late at night]
Tomorrow is the fifth day, the last day of the mild season.
The trading market is relatively active at this time, and everyone is rushing to exchange supplies at this time, otherwise the prices will be different when the disaster begins.
The thick smell of blood in the yard was still lingering at the tip of Wen Ning's nose, disturbing his heart and making it unable to calm down for a long time.
There were too many people shouting on the world channel, so Wen Ning opened it, took a look, and then closed it.
I silently recited the meditation mantra several times.
She is like a lone wolf in the wilderness, not sociable and not planning to integrate with others. This kind of loneliness and abuse will only be overwhelming like a tide in the future.
The tiger cub also sensed that Wen Ning was uneasy, so he silently finished the remaining half piece of meat and then nestled into the side of Wen Ning's neck.
[World Channel: There is no one in charge of China’s official shelters! The number one on today's list is clearly dividing our country! 】
[World Channel: I watched the live broadcast. To be honest, although her methods were a bit cruel, her stance was not wrong. I will not offend others unless they offend me. 】
[World Channel: You are still worrying about this, but not about the disasters the day after tomorrow? 】
[World Channel: It is because of the existence of people like the one on the list that the population of our Blue Planet will become smaller and smaller! 】
[World Channel: Does the Virgin Mary upstairs have a lot of points? I'm almost dead poor. You're such a nice person, why don't you give me some money? 】
.......
This is the case for a world channel worth 5 points, and the free regional channels are even more popular.
In particular, the regional channel where Wen Ning is located also has an official spokesperson.
Many saints and mothers manually tagged the major, hoping that the authorities would come forward to sanction Wen Ning.
Among these insults, more were inquiries about the coordinates of Wen Ning's shelter and how much supplies she had captured in this battle.
However, the major never showed up.
Wen Ning took advantage of the last bit of time before bed to check the trading market.
Whether in the wasteland or the blue planet, the only way to relieve a bad mood is to go shopping!
Buy, buy, buy!
…
It was late at night and the survivors went to sleep one after another.
In a corner of the wasteland world, a dozen shelters are neatly arranged together.
It formed a place similar to a small village or a small base.
This place is a bit like a basin bottom. There is a huge lake just to the east of the shelter complex and a bamboo forest to the west.
In the huge shelter in the middle, a group of people were sitting upright around a long table.
A square-faced man was sitting at the head of the meeting. Participants on both sides held different opinions and argued fiercely. The recorder on the side watched the scene anxiously, with the notebook in his hand filled with dense writing.
The square-faced man stood up, and everyone at the table stopped at the same time.
"Don't argue anymore. There's nothing wrong with that girl."
"Chief! This......"
"Don't call me Chief! Here, we are all the same! We are all players and survivors!"
"Although the Chinese refugee base has been established, everyone is joining hands to fight the disaster on a voluntary basis. Don't always think about sanctioning anyone. In troubled times, heroes will rise up, and only those with strong fists will have the right to speak!"
"Do you still represent justice? You are the material of the greedy girl doll!"
"I don't even want to talk to you!"
"At least until now, we haven't made it to the rankings. Even if we take a step back, can you find her?"
The whole room was silent and the square-faced man took a deep breath.
"The most urgent task is to find a way to survive the next natural disaster as soon as possible! Try to help as many survivors as possible survive the disaster."
"The meeting is adjourned!"
At the order, half of the people in the meeting room left indignantly, while some looked at the square-faced man worriedly.
"Xiao Zhang, continue to pay attention to this girl, but don't act rashly."
"yes!"
As the night deepens, everything becomes silent.
Tick tock...tick tock...
Wen Ning lay on the bed and raised his head.
Is this...raining?
Ten minutes later, the rain began to fall heavily.
It’s really raining!
[Regional Channel: It’s raining, it’s raining! 】
[Regional Channel: Oh my god, there’s water! There is water at last! 】
[Regional Channel: It rained at night, it was clearly to prevent us from collecting! 】
[Regional Channel: Hahaha, it’s me again. I have already reserved a rainwater collection port in the shelter! 】
The first rain in the wasteland world was falling heavily. Wen Ning listened carefully and heard the sound of thunder!
There are thermal stones in the bedroom which automatically adjust the temperature.
Even when it rained, it didn't feel cold at all.
"boom!"
A huge thunder rang through the sky, and the rain suddenly became heavy and majestic.
[Regional Channel: Help! My shelter is flooded! 】
【Regional Channel: Me too! It’s almost flooding the bed! what to do! 】
[Regional Channel: This upstairs is just perfect, I’ll live in the Lakeside Pavilion from now on! 】
In the dark night, the smell of blood in the yard was gradually washed away by the rain, and the sound of rain was the only noise in the dark night.
Wen Ning fell asleep in a daze.
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