The next morning, it was dawn and the morning dew had not yet dissipated, two men and one woman appeared in the garden of the community in sweatshirts.
The young man who led the lead was Zhang Mu in a good mood. He waved to the old men who were playing Tai Chi in the pavilion. The old ladies waved and shouted: "Grandpa Wang, Grandpa Chen, Grandma Guo..."
"Oh, this isn't this a boy from the Zhang family, the fat man from the Chen family and the daughter of the Deng family!" The old men and women would almost give such answers in unison. Everyone is a neighbor on the street and has lived together for more than 20 years, and no one knows whom.
"Haha, the grandparents are still so tough."
"No, you are so young, haha!"
...
"Hey, toothpaste, I found something wrong with me." The fat man came to Deng Jie with a whisper, and said in a suffocating manner: "Are he too excited? He's a little too much?"
Deng Jie was so tired that she walked on the spot: "Hu, Hu, Hu..., how did I know? Maybe I got that top hero today. My husband was in a very good mood. He was so tired. I was so tired that I couldn't run anymore." Deng Jie pulled up the fat man's sweatshirt to wipe the sweat on his head.
The fat man sat by the flower bed and shook his hands: "I can't run anymore, I'm really good. Why do I bring us to do a sparring exercise? I haven't exercised since I started high school. It's so deadly."
Deng Jie looked at Zhang Mu who was gradually running away, and his slender right arm was placed on the fat man's shoulder, panting: "I'm talking, you fat man! You don't look at how fat you are. Haven't you always wanted to chase black hands? How can you lose weight if you don't hurry up! Girls are scared away just by seeing your size!"
"Do you even know this?" The fat man smiled obscenely and asked, "To be honest, has the Black Hand mentioned me to you? Or discussed me behind my back or something?"
"I won't tell you!"
"Don't, just say it, at worst, I won't call you 'toothpaste' in the future." The fat man was anxious. He really liked black hands. The feeling of being invisible to see and touch was really uncomfortable.
Deng Jie turned her head and hummed, "Well, for you to be so well-behaved, I'll ask you for helping you go online today."
The fat man's face squeezed into one piece: "Thank you, sister-in-law, so nice!"
Deng Jie: "...Shameless!"
Zhang Mu kept his good mood until breakfast. Even when he was eating, he kept a smile in his mouth and occasionally made a 'hehe ha' sound. The mother was a little puzzled and gestured to her son twice and asked the fat man: "Xiaochao, what's wrong with your brother? Have you taken the wrong medicine?" After Chen Xiaochao's parents divorced, Zhang Yunfei and his wife had long regarded him as their biological son.
The fat man grabbed a large piece of meat into his mouth and hummed vaguely: "Yesterday, my brother made a top-notch hero in the game. He said that that thing can sell for 1 million..."
"Puff~" Zhang Yunfei was shocked and sprayed all the beer on the table. He looked at him with a strange expression: "Are you sure he is talking about RMB? Not Japanese yen or rubles?"
"Ha, hehe..." Zhang Mu chewed the food mechanically, while making meaningless laughs in his mouth.
The fat man lowered his head and scattered rice: "Really!"
"Son, son wake up, don't dream." Zhang Yunfei drove the fat man aside and leaned over and shook Zhang Mu's shoulders.
After Zhang Mu woke up from the chaos, he looked at his father strangely: "Dad? What's wrong?"
"Can you make so much money by playing games? I heard that what you were playing yesterday can sell for 1 million? Let me tell your dad." Although Zhang Yunfei is nearly 50 years old, he has a childlike heart. It is definitely impossible to let him play games, but he is very interested in these ways to make money.
Zhang Mu put down his bowl of rice and explained with a chuckle: "That, that, not a thing... but a hero in the game. Her name is Memphira..."
After half an hour of explanation, Zhang Yunfei touched his chin and exclaimed: "Be good, wife, have you heard that the 'Meng' that my son played casually in the game is worth our hard work for the rest of our lives. Alas, we are really behind."
"Can you compare with young people today? Really, have a meal quickly! I will wash the dishes after eating!" The mother gave her husband a blank look.
Zhang Yunfei patted his son's shoulder hard: "Good boy, come on! Dad is optimistic about you! Success early, Dad retire early!"
The fat man ran over with a bowl, stretched out his fat 'paws' unwilling to fall behind, and also patted Zhang Mu on the shoulder: "Brother, I will rely on you to marry a wife and buy a car and a house in the future!"
Zhang Mu stood up with a smile, with confidence in his smile: "There will be everything!"
"Um, um!" Deng Jie frowned at Zhang Mu in a restless manner. The little girl felt inexplicably. Why did the uncle and the fat man seem to be snatching her husband from her?!
After breakfast, Zhang Mu, Fatty Man and Deng Jie went upstairs.
After returning to the bedroom, Zhang Mu fell to bed and fell asleep within two minutes after closing his eyes. There were so many surprises that he gave him that night, as well as hidden drawings and famous generals. His heart was running a little overloaded. If he didn't take a good rest, he would be very happy and sad.
After sleeping until 12 noon, Zhang Mu sat back in front of the computer after washing up. After several hours of long journey, Menggangban had arrived at the gate of the swamp city, and the troops in the swamp city had been refreshed.
"Brother, why do you want the swamp to be the deputy city? This race is not very powerful, right?" The fat man was a little confused.
Indeed, the swamp strength in the stand-alone version is not strong. The only troops that can support the table are A Niu's "Gaze of Death" and Nine-Headed Dragon's "Group Attack". Unfortunately, Nine-Headed Dragon's movement speed is really unsightly.
Zhang Mu clicked on the town without hesitation and was involved in the combat space. While controlling his own troops, he said: "You are wrong. Here, each race has its characteristics. The best thing about this game is that the strength between races is quite balanced, and reasonable combinations can allow troops to show greater potential. What I am interested in is the "weakness" of the swamp dragon fly in the early stage. The third-level troops are not very wasteful when built, and the growth rate of this thing is very high. With it, I no longer have to be afraid of long-range troops... Hehe, the era of skeleton soldiers being cannon fodder has passed, and dragon fly is definitely a good thing!" (Dragon fly: beast, before it is built, it is ready to take someone to die!)
There was no suspense victory, dozens of skeletons died.
Since Meng Gangban's strategic level is 0, it cannot reflect her strength in defense. This type of hero becomes stronger as he goes to the later stage, and is no different from Zhang Mu's own hero in the early stage. (The attack is not as high as Zhang Mu's twelve-winged angel.)
“Does the town be occupied?”
"yes!"
"Memphira became the lord of the swamp city, please name it."
"Dragon Fly House."
“The naming was successful, and Memphira was not damaged when moving on the mud moor.”
Chapter completed!