Long Cheng slept until dawn. He didn't dream last night. The fatigue from the past few days was gone, and his whole body was full of energy.
Probably after several days in a row, the instructor was also tired, so he lay down in the grave to recharge his batteries, and he also got a precious chance to breathe. If from now on, the instructor could lie down in the grave peacefully and never come out to toss again, then that would be
What a beautiful thing.
Well, Longcheng also knew that this was an extravagant hope, and the instructor had always been there. Thanks to the recent fight with the instructor every night, Longcheng now had no fear of the instructor and was more normal.
At least today is a good day.
Thinking of being able to farm with peace of mind today, Longcheng felt like the clear sky outside, extremely happy.
Biting the bun, he clicked on today's schedule, and Longcheng read on line by line. There were four vegetable fields that needed root scanning to prevent pests, diseases, and fungal infections. In addition, the newly sown pasture areas needed to be scanned with ultrasonic waves.
This can greatly increase the germination rate of seeds and speed up the growth of pasture.
Jasmine seems to have said that the farm is out of money, so it will open up a few more crop areas and plant some cash crops. However, Longcheng has not planted them before. Jasmine needs to do market research on what to grow. The land can be reclaimed first.
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Driving [Iron Plow King] and using [Wind Walk], the huge steel body chirped, leaving afterimages in the air.
Long Cheng thought of last night's training, especially the latter part, and how Qi's sparring partner left a deep impression on him.
The instructor asked Longcheng to use the [Feng Xing Step] to chase Qi Sparler. Qi Sparler's body flickered in and out, shuttled in the shadows of the training piles, and was unpredictable. However, Qi Sparler's physical strength did not seem to be very good, and he was out of breath soon, and then
Later, the tongue that stuck out turned purple, which made Long Cheng a little worried.
However, Qi Sparong's will was stronger than Long Cheng imagined. He waved his hand and said it didn't matter, and said that this was a training of his own will, and that he wanted to become a person like Pan Pujiao.
The way Pan Pu looked at Qi's sparring partner reminded Long Cheng of the way the instructor looked at him.
In fact, he really wanted to persuade Qi to bury Coach Pamp secretly, but he resisted. Pamp was a good coach. Not everyone was like the instructor, who was still haunted even after lying in the grave. He just wanted to force him to do it.
Killer.
When Long Cheng left the martial arts gym, Qi's sparring partner, whose legs were swollen extensively, still insisted on sending him to the entrance of the martial arts gym.
Qi Sparring won the respect of Dragon City!
Wu Pailian's physique was even worse. When he left, his eyes were distracted and he couldn't concentrate. As a sparring partner, Longcheng felt that this was a bit unqualified. How could he be a sparring partner if he couldn't resist beatings? Thinking of Wu Pailian's mirror image, maybe Wu Pailian had
Other specialties? Longcheng decided to give it a try next time.
In short, with everyone's help, Longcheng feels that his [Flow Wind Body] is making rapid progress.
Longcheng asked the teacher how much the training fee was, and the teacher waved his hand and said that there was no need to pay, and he was very happy to see the growth of Longcheng.
Long Cheng was very moved.
He hoped that the farm would harvest as soon as possible, so that he could send some fruits, vegetables, and, um, a few pigs to the teachers and sparring partners.
In Jasmine's words, this is called mind.
Compared with life in the training camp, life now is simply extremely beautiful. Everyone is so friendly, there is no fighting, and there is not even a killer in sight.
Speaking of Jasmine, Jasmine goes out early and comes back late these days. She wanders around the farm all day long and is even late in cooking. I hope she can dig out the treasure soon so that she can start cooking on time.
Long Cheng abandoned the distracting thoughts in his mind and started today's work seriously.
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Ishikawa City, the roof of a building.
"There's something about this crater."
The fat man looked at the huge crater below and marveled: "It is said that a guy named Luo Kaijia stood here and blasted the 12th-level warrior into surrender."
The fish was stuck in his pocket and he looked at the scenery in front of him. The terrain here was very high and he could overlook most of Ishikawa City. The wind blew slightly, and his angular face showed confusion.
The fat man said that he had lived here before, but why didn't he feel familiar at all?
The fat man chattered in his ears, making a lot of noise.
"That Luo Chaijia is also our key target. It is said that he is the second shareholder of Apple Farm. Let's first settle in Ishikawa and find an opportunity to explore their background."
"Have you been wandering around the city a lot these days to see if you can meet anyone you know? It might be the guy who called you last time. Hey, why didn't I think of that at the time..."
Yu didn't want to listen to the fat man's nonsense, so he interrupted him: "Stop talking nonsense! Get to work quickly and find the person. Don't cause me to be taken back by the temple!"
The fat man's eyes widened: "Why can you be so confident?"
The fish said indifferently: "How about me? If it breaks, don't blame me. I haven't tried [Sea Anemone] yet."
"Forget it, I'll do it myself."
The fat man was a little unwilling and threw [Sea Anemone]'s alloy suitcase in front of the fish: "Take it!"
The fish hurriedly caught it and said dissatisfied: "Can't you put it on the ground?"
The fat man ignored him and opened another box behind him. There were hundreds of flat silver metal shuttles neatly arranged inside. The fat man pressed the button.
Swish, swish, streaks of silver light flew into the sky, and the shuttle dragged seven slender tails, each of which hung a palm-sized mesh antenna.
FN-37【tentacle】!
Fatty believes that if this matter is such a big deal, there will definitely be killing masters from other departments coming to join in the fun. He just takes this opportunity to harvest a batch and exchange for some contribution points.
In Mo Yuying's report, traces of 7 series and 5 series were found, which made Fatty a little greedy.
Series 5 is unique in brain modification and consciousness encoding. If you can catch a person alive and search the other person's consciousness, you will definitely gain a lot.
"Didi didi, captured special energy fluctuations, model number: 5!"
"Didi didi, caught..."
The fat man was overjoyed. He didn't expect it to go so smoothly. God helped me!
He immediately locked onto the target location, which was a place called Ishikawa Dojo.
Hiding in a martial arts gym? What a clever little guy!
The fat man couldn't wait to jump off the building, and the sound came from far away.
"Fish! Come on! Don't let him get away!"
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Not long after the two left, a figure appeared where they were standing just now.
"It really looks like a fish master." Yang Laohu murmured to himself: "Looking from the front, it's okay, but from the back, it's really similar."
Yuan Zhi's expression was a little frightened: "That fat man, I think he noticed us."
Yang Laohu said solemnly: "I feel the same way. What on earth are they here for? What are those things they released?"
"I don't know." Yuan Zhi muttered: "No matter what, report the situation to the Zongshen. If it is really the fish master, the Zongshen will definitely recognize it. If they have any conspiracy, then of course there will be a farm to solve it. Look.
Do you know their destination just now?"
"Look clearly, Ishikawa Martial Arts School!" Yang Laohu frowned: "I know the director of that gym. He is average in strength, but he is a good person. I will go and ask about the situation."
Yuan Zhi quickly stopped: "Don't alert the snake! Go to the farm and tell Zong Shen quickly."
"Let's wait until night, the Zongshen is working..." Yang Laohu thought for a while: "Let's send people to keep an eye on the area around the martial arts hall first, and don't get close."
The two discussed in low voices and split up.
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In the martial arts hall, the painted halberd was covered with bloodshot eyes. He didn't sleep all night last night and was discussing the training plan with the leader and the major masters.
It has to be said that the potential of a master is endless. Since the birth of these two physical techniques, [Flowing Wind Body] and [Thousand Shadow Body], they have never been put under the microscope by so many masters and deconstructed bit by bit.
Huaji finally got a very detailed training plan.
The content of [Flowing Wind Body] was directly reduced to only 35.2%, and the remaining content was all content that could directly confront [Thousand Shadow Body].
In addition, various tactics, ideas, and strategies to fight against [Thousand Shadows Body] are listed in detail. Even in the most extreme environment that is conducive to [Thousand Shadows Body], the masters have given extremely detailed instructions on how to defeat the opponent.
plans and ideas.
There are many contents that even Hua Ji found eye-opening and amazed.
The training plan is very detailed, but it is also very demanding and surprisingly intense. After all, completing this seemingly impossible task in such a short period of time is a necessary price. In addition, the training plan requires multiple people above level 12
The assistance and cooperation of the masters is the biggest difficulty Huaji encounters.
If this were not a problem at the Wasteland Headquarters, there would be so many Grandmasters idle there all day doing nothing, and they would just be picked up to work. Unfortunately, the memory is not a real human being after all, and cannot leave the Wasteland Star.
The leader was eager to give it a try: "Little Chicken, how about I come to help?"
"No! I have a solution!"
Huaji directly hung up the communication and refused without any hesitation. He would rather attack the 3-series headquarters than perform a mission with the leader.
He didn't want to recall the terrifying extent of the leader's destructive power.
As for the problem of sparring, there is always a way to solve it. The worst thing is to grab some people. Huaji wondered where there are good masters nearby, He Dai's army? That's fine. Let the elder send him over and grab a few people to make up the number.
, there should be enough time...
Suddenly, a strange fluctuation aroused his alertness.
Pan Guangguang, who was in the corner, also raised his head and then looked towards Hua Ji.
The door of the martial arts hall shattered, and two figures appeared at the door. The strong light outside the door made their figures blurry.
A gentle and friendly voice came faintly.
"Little mouse, stop hiding. Come into the bowl and let me crack your brain open..."
The fat man swaggered into the martial arts gym through the debris and sunshine in the sky, and then he saw a huge poster hanging in the center of the martial arts gym.
Chief? This is also useful for hanging posters? What a coquettish person...
Wait, why does this person look familiar?
Right below the poster, there stood the chief who looked somewhat familiar, smiling kindly at him, as if he was very happy.
The expression on the fat man's face solidified little by little.
The fish dangling on the side, with his hands in his pockets and a sullen face, glanced across the audience and said carelessly: "Fat man, whose brain are you going to crack open?"
The fat man said expressionlessly: "My own brain."
