"What are your plans?" Yang Yuefan sat under his butt with the metal box containing the [Heart of Mechanics] as a bench.

Since leaving the territory of the Demon Hunter, Yang Yuefan has never let the box leave his sight. Even when he goes to the toilet, he will solemnly hand the box over to Nangong Yujun for safekeeping.

"First join the team members, then look for opportunities to find more players. According to my past experience, Wangxiangcheng may not be as calm as we thought." Xu Yichen wore spare boots and stepped on the flames and shook his head: "If you can stand firm, you still have to fight before you can talk about it."

"I mean, in the days to come, this is not the earth or our world for the future." Yang Yuefan took out half of the remaining Red Star battle aid from his arms, snapped his fingers, and a wisp of flame appeared on his fingertips, igniting the battle aid: "Here you are not a soldier of the Republic, and the above will not keep giving you orders. When you finish your work in front of you, you can..."

Yang Yuefan thought about his tone, as if he was considering what to say.

The black-armored warrior next to him was attracted by the half of the combat combustion aid. Because of the dictatorship of the relevant departments, the supplies smuggled by Nangong Yujun were basically confiscated by Yang Yuefan.

The Retribution Team used the principle of one per player per day to distribute the combat combustion aid as a benefit, but after a while of implementation, it was broken by Vitoriya.

The female barbarian won away the other people's combat combustion aid quota, and even Nangong Yujun was no match for this.

As an old smoker, he has been out of stock for a long time.

"What are you looking at? The last half is here!" Yang Yuefan rolled his eyes and blew a breath of fairy air in the direction of the black-armored warrior: "At most, I'll give you some second-hand smoke."

"Even in this world, fighting chaos is not a matter of one or two. The situation in reality is a bit complicated and cannot be explained in one sentence or two. However, our generation should not see the day of full invasion." Yang Yuefan sucked the clouds and spitted out with a very comfortable expression: "You should consider your own life. In this world, you have enough time to experience a different life."

Yang Yuefan used half of the combat combustion aid to pull out the feeling of participating in the Manchu and Han banquet. He can only be said to be a minstrel, and his acting talent was almost full.

The old knight and Fan Li next to him were a little envious.

The former is also a senior member within the Retribution Team and also receives full benefits. Vitoria is embarrassed to bully the old man, which makes the old knight develop a new hobby in a short period of time.

The latter is jealous.

Assassin Fan Li, or police officer Fan Li, is a young man of No. 3. He does not smoke, drink, stay up late on earth, and insists on exercising and eating breakfast every day.

In this game world, I also want to taste the feeling of depravity. In his pure heart, smoking, drinking and perming are the signs of depravity.

Xu Yichen smiled and took out four Red Star battle aids, snapped his fingers, and lit one for himself. The remaining scattered gave him a few eye-catching spectators. He had been fighting outside before, and the female warrior had no chance to squeeze his quota.

"I think I might go to Kelmohan to see what the Demon Hunter's nest looks like, and then learn other magic seal skills." Xu Yichen thought carefully about the future, how should he live without orders and confidentiality regulations.

Unconsciously, he stayed in this world for more than 20 years. He has been growing up in a militarized environment since he was seven years old. He got up at the prescribed time every day, trained and studied, and later he fought all over the world. Apart from swordsmanship, he had almost no personal hobbies in this world.

"Look for a few people who can fight every day and practice sword skills. Maybe I can learn to be like a real demon hunter, travel around the world, kill a few demons, and fight against the evil plans of the Chaos Cultists, etc." As he said, the demon hunter imagined his future life with some desire, which seemed to be good?

"Cough! Cough..." Yang Yuefan almost choked to death by a puff of smoke: "I have read your service records. Can you tell me what the difference is between this kind of life and yours in the army?"

Xu Yichen was speechless and compared it carefully, and found that there was indeed no difference.

"No, there is still a difference. By then, where to go and who to kill is completely my own choice. Maybe I will meet a few friends or something on the way." As the atmosphere around me became silent, the Demon Hunter raised his head again: "I just like this kind of life."

"Born." Yang Yuefan shook his head: "If I have this opportunity in the future, I will be a real bard, travel around the world, sing and perform in every tavern, and then kill the people I see unhappy one by one, just like Zorro and Batman."

"Sing "Soviet March"?" Xu Yichen curled his lips, feeling that the probability that his dream could be realized was not high, and he was afraid that he would starve to death.

"Where are you?" Xu Yichen looked at Nangong Yujun and asked.

"Me?" The black-armored warrior glanced at Yang Yuefan next to him. According to normal circumstances, he should have served until retirement, and so on in the game.

But now, it's a special situation.

"You've got everyone here, so you don't have to be so reserved." Yang Yuefan called out.

"After the server is connected, I will go back to the Loess Zone, join the Volunteer Army, and fight all the way to Europa!" The black-armored warrior laughed and expressed his simple and unpretentious thoughts.

"Before I left, I heard that they were planning to set up a safe passage in the Middle East after the second five-year plan and then kill it. It is said that it is consistent with the route we chose in the last war." When talking about what he was interested in, the black armored warrior said a few more words: "They all said that this is called re-tracking the Long March and paying tribute to history!"

"I want..." Fan Li saw that he became the last one to speak again, and tried hard to bring up an ambition and planned to express his ambitions.

But he thought for a long time and found that he was an assassin. Do he want to say that he had nothing to do in the future and killed a few kings to play with?

"Don't think about it, you are different from us. Be careful of chaos. When the connection with the local area is restored, you can enjoy your game life." The Demon Hunter patted Fan Li on the shoulder: "Continue to go, we have to find a dry place to rest before the dark sky."

Fan Li: Do you know if you knock on you?
Chapter completed!