You didn't try vermicelli for me, but now you have jerky now, but you never know where to get out of it. You little bastard have a good face.

Mars stared at Morimaru in front of him, who blinked his big blue eyes, his tail raised high, and his mouth opened as a clip sound.

Forget it, Mars was kind and gave Morimaru a piece of jerky. The little guy was happy to eat. Mars got up and took the four young guys to the front line. After waiting for half an hour, Mars finally ran over to see a guy who looked like a champion.

Mars signaled the big-headed soldiers not to use heavy firepower to smash the champion's head, then turned his head to look at the four small strong men: "Who are you going?"

The halfling girl turned her head and looked at his companion--well, Mars didn't expect a halfling girl to go up and solve the championship.

The elf boy turned his head and looked at the two taller than him... Well, there are people in this world who are taller than children, and it is indeed not his turn to go up and die.

Humans turned their heads and looked at the high hoof clan - this Mars was a little unhappy, please, you are human, human, a tailless monkey, the former master of this planet under everyone's feet.

Mars was complaining in his heart when he saw the high-hoofed clan picking up the power spear beside him: "I'll do it, Mr. Mars!"

"Well, go, I'll watch for you." Mars said as he opened the jerky bag and was about to reward himself, Morimaru sat in front of him again.

You are not a leopard, you are a dog.

Mars was furious and was about to knock Morimaru away when he saw it turn around and look at the high-hoof man who is striking each other with the champion. He saw the champion wearing destroying armor slow down suddenly, and the high-hoof man raised his entire cow a lot at once with a battle cry, and even the power spear in his hand was dancing.

In a short while, the high-hoofed tribe stabbed the champion's neck with a spear, took it away, and then nailed it to the ground with a spear.

It is worthy of being the High Hoof Clan. After this strengthening, even the orcs of the bear clan have to weigh their own weight.

"Thank you for your blessings, sir!" The boy from the high hoof came back and knelt in front of Mars on one knee: "Your blessing has allowed me to break through my own bottleneck. Without you, I don't know when I will be promoted. Thank you so much."

As for this, this blessing is that a little leopard who is eating jerky can no longer speak, but Mars nodded: "I have good strength and have basic skills. It's just the first battle formation, and my movements are still out of shape. I need to practice more."

"Yes, little sir." After saying that, the high-hoofed tribe was a little silly: "My surname is Li, and my name is Jiujin. Just call me Jiujin."

"Okay." Mars was amused by this simple name, and reached out and handed a piece of jerky to Moribaya. Mars looked at the other three boys: "By the way, you can't beat the championship, so what can you beat? You can sign up for the dishes yourself, so I can arrange it for you." Then Mars pointed at the human: "You are tall, come first."

"Lin Dongsheng, I am a psychic wizard. The one that was very resistant just now is so I can't beat it." After the human said that, he cast a magic trick on Mars on the spot. A flame spear flew out from his fingertips, flew over almost a hundred meters, and directly ignited a nergie corpse that was rushing to the formation.

It is indeed the way of a psychic mage, but unfortunately the strength is not good. In Mars' eyes, although the legend before the psychic tide is different from the legends now, the former has much higher combat experience and combat methods than the latter.

The tide of psychic energy is indeed a good thing. It turns mortals who were nothing into legends. It’s a pity that neither combat experience nor combat methods can be inherited.

"I understand, you can freely hunt some targets that you think can be eliminated." Mars said, turning his head to look at the elf boy: "Where are you."

"Lin Yuanxing, I am the Sage Sequence. You asked me to use a knife to cut these monsters. I really can't. My father asked me to go to the battlefield because he wanted me to feel the atmosphere." Facing Mars, this kid obviously didn't dare to pretend to be crazy.

Since he said that, Mars pointed to the logistics supply department: "Then you go get a laser rifle and let the veterans teach you how to shoot."

Mars said this, and a non-commissioned officer behind the defense line immediately trotted to Mars: "Sir, give him to me, I will definitely let him feel the realism of the battlefield."

"Then I'll ask you, but don't let him die." After asking the boy to the non-commissioned officer, Mars looked at the halfling girl - this girl secretly took photos of Mars and Morimaru with her mobile phone since the beginning, which made Mars a little doubt whether she had a kinship with Pinecone and liked to take photos.

"Little woman Liu Yan'er, the family has a tradition. Both men and daughters must witness victory on the battlefield. Everyone says that San Francisco's victory is visible to the naked eye, so my father arranged me here." The girl said, while putting her cell phone and hands behind her.

What a strange family motto. Mars sighed and opened his hand. A girl's cell phone flew over by herself. Mars was amused at first sight: "Who is Lin Songguo?"

"Cousin, the one you are closest to," the girl said with a smile.

Mars nodded, took a big headshot to the pine cone on the other side of the phone, and made the girl scream and returned the phone to the halfling girl: "Okay, since you just want to feel it, then follow me."

Then Mars took Liu Yan'er to the treatment center - there were severely shortages of patients here recently. The fifteen wounded people who still live here are all survivors of the luck explosion. They have been here through various means in the past twenty-four hours. Among them, a pair of young people came in from outside the city. They were survivors in a small town to the south. A week ago, the town was attacked. The two of them were heading north in a heavy off-road vehicle, saying that they wanted to warn the city of San Francisco, but they were stunned when they entered the city.

Fortunately, I saw the drone. It was the first time I saw the survivors walking around the street in a car, so I guided them over.

At first they thought the city had fallen, but when they heard that only the Southeast District had fallen, their faces were so wonderful - because they could enter the Southwest District when they got off the expressway, but they circled around and entered the city from the Southeast District, all this was because they were familiar with this road.

Liu Yan'er chatted with the wounded for a while. Every time she left, she would take out a little gift from her small shoulder bag. Only then did Mars realize that this inconspicuous shoulder bag was actually a legendary space equipment.

"How much does a bag like this cost?"

"No money is needed, it is a birthday gift given to me by the Sage of the Tower." The little girl said happily.

The sage of his own family? This made Mars very curious.

Wake up and code again

I must adjust my work and rest recently.
Chapter completed!