Records of Beating Workers Forced to Save the World

Chapter 72

Ji Mingzhao held up the Fenlingcao again, but this time the Fenlingcao circled around the house. After hesitating for a moment, he took Ji Mingzhao outside the house and threw himself directly into the mud in front of the stone tablet.

The unsuspecting Ji Mingzhao was thrown headfirst into the mud by the grass.

... It seems that this day is not going to get better.

Ji Mingzhao thanked Xue Wen for the hand, and stood up from the ground. After arranging her clothes and hair, she rudely wiped her face with her sleeve. The expression on her face changed again and again. The facial expression was almost distorted, and after a long delay, he put a smile on his face again: "Fuck, let's be lighter next time, let me be mentally prepared."

Is it because Ji Mingzhao doesn't want to scold Fanlingcao? No, it's not a day or two since she wanted to scold it. It's just that this grass is extremely strong. As long as Ji Mingzhao dares to swear a word, the grass will die for you. Take Ji Ming Zhao was so forced to frown at Fanlingcao that he didn't even dare to roll his eyes.

Fanlingcao lightly tapped the leaves in a daze. Although she had no face, it still made Ji Mingzhao feel the innocence of the grass. Immediately, her heart softened a little.

It is just a grass, after all, I am too forceful.

Fanlingcao didn't know what Ji Mingzhao was thinking in his heart. Seeing that Ji Mingzhao had no intention of looking for opportunities, it was so anxious that it kicked its roots...

Ji Mingzhao almost fell back into the mud again.

"You... your uncle's... your uncle is old, remember to go back and let him be careful."

It doesn't care whether your uncle is my uncle or not, its five leaves point straight to the ground, forcing Ji Mingzhao's sight to the muddy ground again.

"This is……"

Ji Mingzhao's eyes were finally on the ground.

Soon, she discovered the problem. On the entire piece of dark brown land, the piece of soil pointed by the sage grass was khaki-yellow. Looking carefully, it seemed to be much finer than the surrounding soil: "Clay ?”

Tao Tu can be said to be more familiar than her among the people present. She was originally an art student, and she studied sculpture in college. Back then, Ji Mingzhao still had great ambitions to become a sculpture artist, but in the end she didn’t. Withstood the beatings of life and became a nine-to-five artist.

"Let me come, take a break." Xue Wen stopped Ji Mingzhao who was looking for a shovel all over the yard.

Ji Mingzhao was a little embarrassed at first, but seeing that Xue Wen insisted on helping, he didn't insist, "Then I will trouble you."

"No trouble."

Xue Wen quickly searched for it in the yard, and after a few laps, he finally found a shovel in the kitchen.

A few minutes later, Xue Wen handed a piece of clay the size of a brick to Ji Mingzhao.

Ji Mingzhao took the pottery clay and avoided another attack from the task bar: "Since everything is ready, how about we share it?"

"Actually, I've always wanted to ask...how did it pick out these things." Xue Wen fixed his eyes on the backpack that Ji Mingzhao was carrying behind him, and finally couldn't help asking.

"This grass can find the one with the strongest energy among all the items." Ji Mingzhao replied.

Xue Wen got the answer he wanted, and nodded: "You pick, and I'll do the rest."

Now the peaches have been given to Agu, and the rest are Carrot Dragon, "Golden House" and that brick-sized piece of clay.

As for the pen holder in Xu Guangbai's hand, Ji Mingzhao was not attacked by the task bar when he picked it up. I guess your pen holder was not the result of Xu Guangbai and A Gu.

Seeing what Xue Wen said, Ji Mingzhao was not polite anymore, and reached out to pick up the piece of clay: "My university is in the Department of Sculpture, so I will take the clay, Xu Guangbai, pick one."

Xu Guangbai looked down at the few things in his hand, but after much deliberation, he came up with no results.

After he hadn't made a choice for a long time, Xue Wen finally couldn't stand it any longer: "I'm a cook, why don't you give me the radish."

"Here," Xu Guangbai thought about it, and handed the carrot dragon to Xue Wen, "Then what should I do with this money?"

"Can you give me this sum?" At this moment, Fu Wang, who had been quietly following them, couldn't help but opened his mouth.

At this time, everyone's attention was focused on Fu Wang. Fu Wang knew that he was wrong, but he made such a hard trip because of a chance. Now that the chance is close at hand, he doesn't care about his face: "I beg you."

He first cast his fiery and pleading eyes on Xu Guangbai, but after Xu Guangbai glanced at him, he didn't look back as if he saw garbage, so King Fu turned his eyes on Ji Mingzhao who seemed soft-hearted.

"How about I give each of you a title when I get out?" King Fu almost cried out, "Please..."

"There are a lot of things here." Ji Mingzhao looked down at King Fu, implying that if you don't give it, you won't give it.

Fu Wang is not a fool, of course he knows that the pen holder in Xu Guangbai's hand has been selected, and the selected one is naturally a thousand times better than the rest.

"As long as you..."

While he was still racking his brains to figure out what would be attractive to Xu Guangbai and the others, Ji Mingzhao said: "As long as you promise me one thing, I can give you the pen holder."

"Really!" Fu Wang was a little desperate. Hearing this sentence, he didn't care what Ji Mingzhao said next, so he agreed without thinking, "I will promise you no matter what!"

Ji Mingzhao took out the data pad and scanned it at Fu Wang. As expected, Fu Wang's resistance value to her dropped again and again, and it was about to fall below 10%: "A gentleman can never catch up with a horse."

When King Fu heard this sentence, his feverish mind calmed down a little bit, but when he thought that Ji Mingzhao was just a verbal agreement, and there was no proof of death, when he returned to the palace, he begged the national teacher to find more immortal masters to protect him. Coupled with chance... It's not without effort: "A gentleman can never chase after a word."

"Okay," Ji Mingzhao smiled, "I want you to tell your parents after you go back that you have long since lost the ability to communicate with gods."

Varied……

Ding!
Sub-task: After Fu Wang Chen Mingchun informed the king of Dan Kingdom about the disappearance of Venerable Xuantian's ability, Ji Mingzhao handed over the pen stand to Fu Wang.

After completing the task, you can get X10 top-grade spirit stone.

Ji Mingzhao picked up the pen holder in Xu Guangbai's hand, and handed it to Fu Wang, whose face was already as pale as paper: "Here, keep it."

"No...I don't want it! Take it away!" Fu Wang yelled in horror, but he took the pen holder in Ji Mingzhao's hand uncontrollably with both hands.

"You are still young, you have to be punished before you can understand. The people you killed were thousands if not tens of thousands. Someone must be responsible for their lives, right?"

At this time, Ji Mingzhao was already like an evil spirit from hell in the eyes of King Fu. He screamed and retreated to the yard, and soon ran away without knowing where he was going.

　Regarding some settings of Venerable Xuantian, Venerable Xuantian has limited control over the human world. The range of his ability is stronger in the Valley of No Return, but his ability is weaker outside the Valley of No Return, or outside the range of the statue. Too much interference in the human world.

　　Regarding the setting of Wuhui Valley: Wuhuigu can only attract people with cultivation bases, so King Fu cannot enter Wuhuigu

　　
　
(End of this chapter)