"Captain Lin, what do you think that fool is looking at?"
"Clang"
Iron sheets rolled to the ground and littered the ground.
Zhang Tie threw the can away, glanced sideways at Tai Er who was in deep thought, and wiped his mouth.
On the altar, Lin An was placing the last flag on it, patiently waiting for the system to end the countdown.
After listening to Xiong Hanzi's question, he went back casually:
"Maybe you're hungry?"
After such a long trial, although most of the awakened people have brought their own food, it is actually not enough to eat, and the stingy system will naturally not provide much.
Even if there are a few lucky people who get space equipment, most of them are only willing to install some props in the bottom box.
Therefore, everyone present was jealous when they saw Zhang Tie's wasteful use of natural resources.
But, it doesn't matter anymore.
However, after watching Xiong Hanzi take out another bottle of Coke from behind his buttocks, Lin An couldn't help but feel confused.
Where did this guy stuff the Ring of the Rat King that he gave to Zhang Tie?
Facing Lin An's gaze, Zhang Tie suddenly seemed to understand something, and a look of pride suddenly appeared on his face:
"Captain Lin, I put the ring on my waist! That Jiba thing can't hold anything, I'm just pretending to be food!"
After saying that, he patted his lower back, beaming with joy.
The intention is obviously to tell Lin An that the ring does not have to be worn on the hand, just touch it with your fingers when using it.
He figured it out and found a loophole that was not a loophole.
After hearing this, Lin An took a deep look at the proud Xiong Hanzi.
When Zhang Tie slapped him on the waist, for a moment, he admitted that he had thought too much.
Suppressing his thoughts and taking advantage of the short countdown, Lin An opened the system panel with some anticipation.
In the points column, the score is as high as 17,768 points, which seems extremely exaggerated.
Obtaining SSS-level skills is already a sure thing, but I don’t know what the reward for being number one in the world will be.
Capital Military Region, Special Incident Response Center.
Seventy-seven meters underground, Nie Ping frowned and sat on a simple metal chair.
The ceiling above the head is exposed to gray-white concrete, and the surrounding area of the room is simply painted with a layer of white paint.
The lighting is dim, the decoration is extremely crude in the small space.
Apart from a pot of plastic artificial flowers and a table, there was nothing else.
Everything looks like being in a civil air defense fortification in the 1970s.
"Chu An, are you sure Lin An can really do what you said?"
"I boasted so much about Haikou that even Zhang Yong, I told him to follow suit."
"The disaster is about to begin. I don't know if you have seen the news."
"I'm afraid, this is a tragedy"
Facing the rough, hand-assembled walkie-talkie in his hand, Nie Ping couldn't help but ask.
The mind is heavy.
The thing in his hand that looks like a walkie-talkie was specially traded by Chu An.
It is said that this thing has a built-in psychic module, which can transmit messages without resorting to communication channels, and is equivalent to a simple version of a radio station.
Playing with the strange turning-head-looking prop in his hand, Nie Ping couldn't help but sigh a little while waiting for Chu An's reply.
He was greedy for this thing as soon as he got it. If he could equip the whole army with it, how much "stamina" would it save?
"I am sure."
As always, Colonel Chu returned calmly like a rigid robot:
"I need you to trade 15 tons of enriched uranium (235), 12 neutron sources, the coordinates of the mine in Dongshan, and the latest self-disintegrating zombie you captured."
A series of messages were announced, and Nie Ping's face turned pale at first, then became solemn, and finally turned extremely ugly.
"stop!"
"Chu An, are you crazy or am I crazy!? You think the military region is run by your family!?"
"If nothing else, I will never give you the first two! Don't tell me to give you this thing! Half a year ago, if you dared to think of this thing, you would be shot!"
He rarely gets angry and doesn't express his emotions in words, but now he almost couldn't hold back his mouth and cursed.
What a joke, what Chu An wants is enough to make more than a dozen warheads!
Resisting the urge to curse, Nie Ping took a deep breath and held his forehead as he listened to the second repetition without any sense of self-exaggeration.
"Why do you want these things? That boy Lin An, didn't you get a few of them? Don't think I don't know you have authority!"
Sighed.
"It's not that we can't provide you with the supplies later, but you also have to trade the psychic buildings at Long'an Base."
"You also know the situation in the capital. On the front line, we even rely on people to transport materials."
Thinking of the news coming from the front line, Nie Ping's voice couldn't help but become dull.
There is a shortage of supplies, fuel, ammunition, and food.
If it weren't for the opening of the trading channel, and each war zone could still send some supplies and blood transfusions through the teeth, people would have started to starve to death in the city.
Suppressing his emotions, Nie Ping sighed again:
"Chu An."
"If I get the first two for you, do you believe that I will hang them on the city wall the next day and treat them as treason?"
"You really think that I, an old man who has retired, have any use?"
"Besides, you should know very well where you are now. Even if I give you these, what price do you think Lin An will have to pay to agree?"
"The situation is inherently delicate. Internally, some people are actually ready to take action."
"I've also heard that war zones abroad are very difficult."
On the other end of the conversation, Chu An still did not change his previous tone and replied calmly:
"I know."
"I don't expect you to do it, but you can go find Xia Hua."
"As for what to use, it's probably to be transformed into a psychic nuclear weapon."
"What!?"
On the other end of the communication, Nie Ping was suddenly startled. Before he could ask in surprise, he heard Chu An continue:
"You don't have to worry about the trial."
"Believe me, after the trial is over, everything will be different."
"It's almost time, it should be now"
Nie Ping was surprised when he heard what Chu An said. He always felt that there was something in his words.
The next second.
Over the entire capital military area, a terrifying force suddenly appeared and spread rapidly.
The overwhelming pressure made people's hearts tremble.
It was as if there was some kind of great change high in the sky, just like the day the end began.
The proposed city wall made of metal concrete was densely packed with tens of millions of frontline soldiers, staring blankly ahead.
The world seemed to quiet down.
The zombie wave that was still attacking suddenly stopped strangely, like a machine that had lost power.
High in the sky, the pilot responsible for detecting movements looked at the ground in disbelief.
Not just the capital war zone.
In the distance, a line of zombies seemed frozen, and time stopped.
It's like waiting for a voice to appear.
In an instant, a torrent of energy broke out from the top of the trial tower that was separated from the real world.
A cold, but extremely familiar voice sounded:
"Global announcement: This trial has ended."
"The first to win the war zone in this trial: the Chinese War Zone!"
"Get the highest reward: 100% progress in avoiding disaster, duration: 8760 hours!"
"Pah-ta"
In the room, a metal block that looked like a walkie-talkie fell to the ground.