Doomsday Pavilion

Wu Ke looked up at the energy-gathering ring battery,

"Just put her inside? It feels like a can, so unfriendly..."

Uncle Warlock said quietly,

"Do you believe me if I let her out, that big cat will jump up and chew her into seventeen or eighteen segments?"

Wu Ke shrank his neck.

Three days later, Wu Ke learned to make dumplings.

The water celery lamb stuffing is added with lily bulbs and a little coriander. After cooking, the noodles are reflected in a particularly appetizing green.

Huang Dashan quickly twirled two dumplings from the plate,

"His, it's so hot and so hot..."

Wu Ke said unhappy,

"I beg you to be a man!"

Huang Dashan swallowed the dumplings round his stomach, and didn’t know if he tasted it.

"Be a man? Can you eat dumplings as a man! Comrade Xiao Wu, then I have to criticize you. Since ancient times, you can't lick the house but be careful when you lick it to the end!"

Wu Ke asked the warlock to put the dumplings in and took out the empty plates. After a silent exchange with the female ghost sister Dai in the big tin, a happy smile appeared on his face.

Huang Dashan: "..."

Warlock: "Oh!"

The warlock surreptitiously found Lin Chou who didn't know what he was busy in the kitchen.

"Lin Zi, it's not okay, look at that Wu Ke, he has gone crazy."

"I knew it when he had to learn how to make dumplings from me the day before yesterday," Lin Chou turned over the bacon and dried fish hanging on the beams of the house one by one to remove the dust. "It's terrible. Can you imagine a guy who can't even use chopsticks well and learned how to make dumplings and season the fillings in less than half an hour? If You Rong can do this half-hard work, I would just fill the oven with gunpowder and light it up. Celebrate with fireworks!"

The warlock pinched his chin,

"Emmmmm, is this the power of love? It feels like we are going to be a stubborn old mother and father who beats the mandarin ducks..."

Lin Chou, the warlock obliquely,

"That's you, it doesn't matter to me, I didn't even think about making someone else's reserve girlfriend into a large battery."

"I'm wiping the woods, isn't it right..."

"By the way, is there any clue for that Hermes?"

"It's a bag!" The warlock said helplessly, "It's completely clueless, let alone me, even Dai can't figure out how she came from, I wonder if the small bag you chose is poisonous or not. You let me dig it and take a look?"

So the warlock was blasted out of the kitchen by Lin Chou and said that idlers were not allowed to enter.

Uncle Warlock rolled his eyes madly, and hit a few people from the base city head-on.

People who said they were old or young were cowering and laid out a plan of Mingguang Base City in front of the warlock.

"Look at this. This is the floor plan of the base city. All the locations and areas that can be selected have been marked out. After a consensus decision by the garrison of the Scientific Research Institute of the Commission, you are given the right to choose the site at will. But that's it. We It is still recommended that you place the biological host in the Shangcheng District. After all, the Shangcheng District is heavily guarded, and the corpse tide and beast tide cannot threaten the Shangcheng District. The technology of you and this biological host is too important to Mingguang. careless."

Several people have the slight arrogance that "we are here on behalf of the organization and the organization is very optimistic about you and you have to perform well", and then these emotions are mixed with panic and fear, which is extremely complicated.

"Huh?" The warlock pushed aside the drawing, "Go to the dead, don't you know the Hetao Corridor, the scenery of that place is pretty good, I chose it there."

Several people looked dumbfounded, and then became anxious.

"impossible!"

"How does this work..."

The wildfire in the eyes of the warlock is booming,

"Why can't it work?"

A few guys were half-hearted at once,

"The Hetao Corridor is almost the most dangerous place for light. It is the place where the corpse tide and the beast tide must pass. If you want to build the venue there, it is not the same as building it on the line of fire!"

"It's my bird's business," said the warlock. "I'm tired enough to provide you with technology, and I want me to worry about it? I want to be a neighbor with Linzi~ I didn't discuss it!"

A few guys almost didn't spit blood on the spot, aren't you blatantly unreasonable!

It was a good time to show the facts and make sense, and it was a long time for half an hour. In the end, in exchange for the word "roll" from the uncle Warlock, several guys left in a desperate manner.

Lin Chou said strangely,

"Your biological host can't be too far away from Yanhui Mountain, why don't you just say it?"

Yanhuishan was the place where Dai first appeared. The warlock took a lot of effort to temporarily cut off Dai's connection with this place. It was impossible to do a permanent separation.

Well...

Or it can be done.

In that way, it would not be worth the loss for the uncle Warlock, and his cost might directly break through the sky.

Uncle Warlock thought for a while,

"They went so well. It's a pleasure to find some trouble. Besides, tell them for Mao, does it seem like I'm good at talking?"

"Ugh..."

"I feel melancholy, I don't have a clue about the bag. If this continues, I will be bald..."

Huang Dashan bared his teeth,

"Master Warlock, you are idle, you want a biological host, and you want a holy object. You haven't thought about the things that Mingguang should worry about when you come to the holy object? Have a dime relationship with you?"

Warlock: "Huh?!"

That's right, it's a dime to me. It's you who should be bald!

Ever since, the news was spread to Mingguang.

The large conference room where the garrison of the scientific research institute and the occurrence committee often used for meetings was once again filled with smoke. Except for the occasional slight cough that was forced back, the atmosphere seemed to be dead.

"Holy relic, biological host, choose one of the two??"

"I, Nyima, the warlock..."

"Hey, don't you be afraid of bad luck when you scold him?"

"cough..."

After being silent for half an hour, Mo Hongniang waved away the smoke and brought in fresh air.

"Yan Huishan, is it so special?"

Mr. Ye patted the pipe pot that had already extinguished the fire,

"Special and not special...but it must be a little special..."

As he said, he fell silent again.

Mo Hongniang showed a trace of melancholy on her face.

"We will send more people over, no matter the awakeners, mutants, scientific researchers or fortune tellers move tombs, we will get to Yanhuishan in short, and the Eight Immortals will show their magical powers across the sea. I hope to find the Miss Hermes. This is a rare opportunity for Mingguang. Chance."

Old man Ye chuckled.

"Niang Xipi's unexpected hopes for Mingguang are actually pinned on a **** and a guy who has been kicked out and laid off and re-employed."

The heads of the people in the research institute are suddenly big-their faces hurt.

The big bosses all over the house sighed and frowned.

It's uncomfortable...

The most reliable and the least reliable are now separated by a layer of window paper. It feels like waiting to win the lottery, which sucks.