Chapter 783 Doomsday: I'm sick, don't come near 45
"Hahahahaha, I'm so laughing. You guys started talking in bed in broad daylight? Why do you have to give the materials we collected?" The supernatural people brought by Mo Ning laughed.
With Mo Ning here, they were not worried at all, because they had seen Mo Ning's abilities and means along the way, and they had 200% trust in Mo Ning's strength.
The man in sunglasses smiled and said, "It's okay. Everyone who has met us before said so, but the final outcome is the same. Either you hand over the things obediently now, and we won't hurt you; or let us knock you down and dig out the things."
"Dig it out?" The psychic person was puzzled, "How do you dig?"
There is not only Li Quan, a space-based supernatural abilities in the entire base. After Li Quan left, other space-based supernatural abilities were also trained, which is of great help to collect materials from the base.
However, if the materials are put into the space of the psychic genius, even if the psychic genius is killed, the materials will not be released again. It is equivalent to blocking them, so how can they be "digged" out?
"I'm talking so much nonsense, why should I tell you?" The man in sunglasses was not fooled. How could he tell such an important secret?
The more Mo Ning looked at the man with sunglasses, the more familiar he looked. He spoke tentatively: "Good? Are you Good?"
The man in sunglasses laughed, took off his sunglasses, and whistled, "I didn't expect you to recognize me."
The man in sunglasses is indeed Goode.
I saw that his face had recovered from the appearance of a zombie to the appearance of a normal person, but his neck wrapped in clothes and below were still the appearance of a zombie.
His hands were wearing gloves, and it was impossible to see the palm that was exactly the same as the zombie.
Mo Ning said in surprise: "Why have you become a human? Could it be that you were also helped by Fang..."
Mo Ning looked at Fang Fu, with an incredible and an unspeakable disgust in his eyes.
"What are you thinking? Not that!" Goode is now Fang Fu's most loyal believer, and he cannot tolerate others slander Fang Fu.
"But Fu Baishuang is so good." Mo Ning still didn't believe it, and even wanted to provoke the relationship between Baishuang and Fang Fu. "Fu Baishuang, they must have reached an ulterior motive agreement in secret. I advise you to think about whether Fang Fu deserves your liking."
"So you think you're worthy?" Fang Fu spoke first, his voice as cold as water.
Mo Ning turned his gaze to Fang Fu's face and said provocatively: "If I really want to compare, then I will not only be worse than you, but also be more suitable than you."
"Oh." Fang Fu was very calm, but the sentence he said next directly made Mo Ning mess up, "You have lost your supplies."
"What?" Mo Ning was shocked, and quickly stabilized his emotions and said with a forced smile: "Fang Fu, don't think that using this method can shake people's hearts..."
Before Mo Ning could finish his words, he heard the space-based psychic in the team screaming in panic.
"What's going on?" Mo Ning could no longer hold back and asked.
"It's gone, it's really gone. I don't know what's going on. I didn't touch it, and no one touched me!" The space psychics wrote in panic.
"Damn it!" Mo Ning cursed.
"Hahahahaha, I've dug it up! But why did Fang Fu do it so quickly today?" Goode clapped with a smile and asked in confusion.
Fang Fu just frowned slightly, his eyes kept staring at Mo Ning, just like Mo Ning was a peerless pervert.
Bai Shuang then began to perform the main purpose of her trip. She took out a few colorful crystal cores and looked at the other supernatural beings brought by Mo Ning.
"You can choose any of the people who are willing to go with me now."
As soon as these words came out, all the psychics brought by Mo Ning were shocked!
In two months, not only the psychics are evolving and upgrading, but also the zombies are evolving and upgrading.
The crystal cores in the zombies' heads also began to change in color.
Starting from the transparent color, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple, the color of the crystal core also changes as the level increases.
And the crystal core on Bai Shuang's hand actually reached the highest level of blue!
Only those who have truly killed countless zombies and dug crystal cores from the zombies' heads know how rare the blue crystal core is.
And even if they can get the blue crystal core, they have to hand over the base. If they are assigned to them, they will only have the yellow crystal core if they are killed.
The crowd began to stir, and before Mo Ning could comfort everyone, someone raised his hand first.
It is the space psychic who was just "digled away" resources.
"No matter what, I lost my supplies. I can be spared the death penalty when I go back, but I can't escape the crime of living. Instead of doing this, I'd better rebel!" said the Space Power.
"Come here." Bai Shuang waved to him, and after he walked over, he took out a blue crystal core and handed it to him.
"Absorb well and upgrade well, your benefits will be indispensable in the future." Bai Shuang began to draw big cakes.
"Yeah!" The man held the blue crystal core and seemed to have won a million prize, smiling from ear to ear.
If someone emerges, then the next person will easily betray.
Within ten minutes, all the psychics brought by Mo Ning betrayed except for his own confidant.
"You, how can you do this!" Mo Ning couldn't believe the scene in front of him. He stared at Bai Shuang, "Fu Bai Shuang, I thought you were an open-minded person, but I didn't expect you to use such inconvenient means!"
Bai Shuang said: "Am I not open-minded? I am poaching people in front of you, not poaching people behind your back. This is an inappropriate method? Then what Su Mingmei did at the beginning was not a low-key way to penetrate the center of the earth?"
Hearing this, Mo Ning seemed to think of something, and suddenly laughed: "It turns out that you are still thinking about what happened before. I didn't help you? Okay, stop making trouble. As long as you are willing to go back with me, I promise that no one can hurt you anymore, and I will give you the best--"
Before Mo Ning could finish his words, an ice blade soared out of the air, rubbing his shoulder and scratching a deep bone-visible scar.
"Um!" Mo Ning groaned, quickly covering the wound, and blood kept flowing out of his fingers.
Fang Fu's black eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, and he said coldly: "I said, you are not worthy. If you say one more word, the ice blade will not brush your shoulders, but will be inserted into your heart."
A mouthful of old blood surged up, and Mo Ning opened his mouth and vomited blood, and he couldn't speak at all.
Fang Fu stopped looking at him, looked back at Bai Shuang, and his eyes changed instantly, from cold as ice to a grievanced little pitiful.
"Okay, go home." Bai Shuang asked Fang Fushun Shunmao, then leaned closer to his ear and whispered: "Don't be angry, there is something delicious when you go home."
"Eat you." Fang Fu opened his mouth and nipped Bai Shuang's chin.