Doomsday Game Online

Chapter 228 Chapter 228

Link took out his own lighter and lit his cigar, took a sip, and then entered the topic: “If we want to heal Claude’s injury, we can’t stay here anymore.”

The other two nodded slightly, they came back just to confirm Link’s situation.

Now that Link appeared, why didn’t he die, and the knowledgeable two did not ask.

There are many people and monsters with all kinds of weird abilities in the wilderness world, and it is not surprising that Link, as the “Hank-level” young master, has a life-saving card.

Link: “When Susan is sure that Cloud can act, we will set off.”

Gene: “Where to go?”

Link smiled and looked at him: “The old site of the black fox and the wild boar king, I think it’s very suitable.”

Gene slapped a cigar: “There are many people looking for “them” over there, two or three of them are no less powerful than the oil city base.”

Link chuckled: “It’s okay to change to another identity, I’ll solve it with the equipment that hides the breath.”

Gene: “Then it’s okay.”

Change a vest and continue to cheat people, he is familiar with this.

In the next few hours, the three men squatted on the hillside and smoked, muttering, while holding a knife to write and draw on the ground.

Finally, Tina yelled dissatisfiedly from the hillside: “Hey, are you all right? Lunch is about to change to dinner.”

The three of them came down from the hillside.

Gene reluctantly threw away the fifth cigar head and buried it in sand, staring at Link with a blank look.

Link took two plugs from his pocket and gave him: “Although I don’t need money, I still save a little bit. I don’t have any stock.”

Gene quickly put away the cigar, satisfied,

With such a delicious tobacco, a good luxury in the south, three can be exchanged for a good weapon.

When the old fox was the richest, he didn’t dare to think that he would have a day to enjoy this luxury.

Only then did he say: “Really? Then give me the portion of Claude, and I’ll give you a good thing.”

Claude: “…then give it to him.” Then he walked into the basement door.

This is… Have something good? Link’s eyes moved slightly: otherwise Cloud would not give in.

It’s not a big problem to change lunch into dinner. The extraordinary fresh meat that Link brings is very strong, and it won’t be charcoal if you bake it a few more times.

The two women in charge of cooking are even less likely to be hungry. Three men who have been chatting for a long time are really hungry.

The other two started directly and gnashed violently.

But Link looked at the barbecue and asked Tina: “You didn’t use the seasoning I brought?”

Tina: “You said that snow-white coarse salt? I put it.”

Link shook his head: “There is another one.”

Speaking, I found a manual pepper grinder in the large backpack next to it, and inside it was a pile of small black particles with wrinkled skin.

Tina was curious: “This is also the seasoning? I just opened it and tasted one, it tastes a bit strange.”

“It’s not eaten whole.” Link helpless: This thing is similar to pepper, can it taste dry!

Open the cap of the grinder bottle and turn the head to let the ground pepper sprinkle on the roast.

Many ingredients in Wilderness World have good meat quality and good taste, but the seasoning is basically only salt.

Black pepper goes well with grilled meat, and more importantly…the amount is very small, and the conversion of such a bottle is only 1 energy point, which is more cost-effective than a cigar.

Sprinkle black pepper on Tina and her barbecue, and Link threw the bottle to Genn: “Try it.”

Of course, this was said to Tina, in exchange for Claude’s gloomy look next to him.

Tina took a bite and smiled suddenly: “Oh, I didn’t expect my cooking to improve again.”

Link nodded: “Well, Tina is both capable and smart, and she can learn everything fast.”

“Well, it’s hello. Dad doesn’t want to praise me much.” Tina said casually.

Claude: …you are embarrassing me obviously.

…

After enjoying a “warm and harmonious” family dinner, Susan went to help Crowder with the evening consolidation therapy.

Gene took Link to the storage room deep underground.

This is also where the water well is located, but these day water wells are completely dry and completely devoid of moisture, which can only be said to be relatively shady.

Gene pulled the rope and hoisted a big swollen backpack from the bottom of the well.

Link smelled a stench on the tip of his nose, and his eyes moved: “This is the corpse of the Dread Beholder?”

Gene chuckled and patted the big backpack: “Boy, your silly girl wanted to run away at the time, or I took the risk and found this thing and brought it back.”

Link smiled: “But follow the fool, at least you don’t have to worry about being abandoned when you get hurt, right?”

Gene curled his lips and did not answer the question: “So although you and Crowder killed the beholder, I have a credit for this thing.”

Link nodded: “Count you 30%.”

Gene was satisfied, but habitually bargained: “No, at least 40%.”

Link shrugged: “In other words, Claude, me, and Tina add up to only 60%? You may need to talk to Claude and you.”

Gene was full of determination, and snarled unyieldingly, “Okay, then 30%.”

With that said, he reached out and opened the zipper of the big backpack.

Link actually knew what this thing was from the game’s customer service prompts, but such a big tuft was unexpected.

It was a gray-white demon organization that caught the eye, and he couldn’t help being stunned.

Genn did not forget to increase the price for himself: “The most important thing on the body of the oracle monster is not the others, but their core. More than 70% of the value of the entire body is here. The corpse of the beholder is seriously damaged. This core The value of is at least 90%.”

As he said in his mouth, he had already cut through the gray tissue with the furious giant knife he brought along.

A dim gray light diffused from it, and the temperature in the storage room immediately dropped several degrees.

Link took a closer look and found a small piece of crystal exposed from the gap in the gray tissue.

It is the gray light and cold breath it emits.

Gene stood up: “How about it, isn’t this core valuable?”

Link nodded: “It’s really valuable.”

Gene strikes the iron while it’s hot: “Then the debt for my set of equipment will be paid off?”

Link nodded: “It’s over.”

Gene: “Add a hundred more cigars.”

Link continued to nod: “Yes.”

Gene: “One hundred lollipops, three flavors are required.”

Link turned his head and stared at the old man: “What else is needed, let’s say it together.”

Gene was about to speak, when he suddenly saw him looking at the giant knife in his hand with a smile but a smile, his legs suddenly chilled: shxt! Forget that this guy is Crowder’s cheap son.

Gene coughed lightly and raised a hand: “Finally, I have one last request.”

Link nodded.

Gene: “I still have two master revolvers.”

The request for a cigar lollipop is purely tentative, and he can give up at any time. Only these two pistols are what he really wants.