Life is a Game

After learning from the lessons of last night, Jiang Feng decided not to be a pure flesh of Wang Shitou.

Which is 馄饨, it's a biochemical weapon!

A man will be silent after eating, a woman will cry when eating.

Jiang Kangkang and Wang Xiulian's mixed sonic attack last night lingering in his ears, Jiang Feng now has a bit of anxiety to think about it.

After closing the business at noon, Jiang Feng opened the properties panel to check the progress of the task. [Standing foothold] has reached (700/1000). He hesitated that he should use the experience to point the math, physics and English levels to advanced To cope with school, or to upgrade the level to see if there are any new features in the game.

Forget it, let's upgrade math, physics, and English. In case the game is updated directly this year, Jiang Feng has no place to cry.

I don't feel the motivation to hear the sound of the system increasing proficiency when cutting vegetables.

All three subjects are advanced to advanced level, with more than 30,000 experience points left, and the property panel has become:

Mathematics (Advanced): You have fully mastered all the knowledge of the undergraduate level. (Not upgradeable)

Physics (Advanced): You have fully mastered all the knowledge of the undergraduate level. (Not upgradeable)

English (Advanced): You have fully mastered all the knowledge of the undergraduate level. (Not upgradeable)

Min Jiangfeng: ...

Suddenly it became unacceptable to suddenly become a tyrant.

划 Swipe down the property panel, and Jiang Feng notices the fog-like thing in the props bar.

What is this for?

A memory of Li Mingyi?

Qijiang Feng suddenly remembered that the rewards of the previous side missions still had this, and they could still be checked repeatedly.

After watching Jiang Huiqin's memory before, the game directly entered the update state. The update was more than a month. Jiang Feng had long forgotten that he still had this item.

Click on a memory of Li Mingyi and click Yes on the option.

Suddenly, Jiang Feng appeared in a broken house.

Or, it's a broken shed.

Several pieces of wood supported the tarpaulin that was so messy that it couldn't see whether it was plastic or other materials. There were still many patches on it. No loud noises were heard from the tarpaulin.

It is winter now, and the light in the shed is very weak.

Although Qijiang Feng can't feel the temperature, he can still judge the season.

Strange, what about people?

The shack was small, and the mess was piled up into a mountain of rubbish. It looked like some trash that no one wanted was rotten, giving off a suffocating smell. There was a lot of straw on the ground, no furniture, and even the most basic tables and chairs.

The most important thing is that Jiang Feng did not see Li Mingyi.

I had previous experience in Jiang Huiqin's memory. Jiang Feng knew that Li Mingyi must be by his side.

Hidden in the garbage dump?

Avoid the enemy?

I won't let it go.

"Mingyi, look, what do you think this is!" A husky female voice came from the other side of Trash Mountain.

Li Mingyi and Jiang Huiqin were hiding on the other side of Trash Mountain. Li Mingyi was lying on a haystack, his body was dirty, his hair was covered with mud, his body was covered with a quilt, his eyes were dull. Staring blankly at the straw.

Qiujiang Huiqin looked slightly better than Li Mingyi. She was covered with layers of torn shirts, her hair was loose, and she was filthy. The two had only a quilt, Jiang Huiqin wrapped in straw around her body, curled up, and frostbite-stricken hands struck a wet, almost useless match.

This is the middle-aged version of Jiang Huiqin and Li Mingyi, but they look like two old men with a dead candle.

Qiu Jiangfeng couldn't believe that the twins were full of frostbite, cracks, bleeding and pus, and Jiang Huiqin's rough hands that were struggling to match a match.

Minjiang Huiqin strove for a few minutes, and finally let the match burn. Carefully guarded the match, skillfully extracted a few pieces of wood from the **** heap, and pulled out an open space on the ground. There was an extra fire pile on the ground.

"Today is your birthday. I'll make something delicious for you." Jiang Huiqin carefully pulled Li Mingyi to the side of the fire, and found a clean earthenware pot from the straw pile. "The group of guys came over in the morning It ’s definitely not smelly here, he wo n’t come now because the wind is so strong outside. Wu Wuzi next door said that he will go to university in two days. I will take our food while it is snowing. It can also be a little bit fishy. "

"How is Wu Blind?" Li Mingyi asked weakly ~ www.readwn.com ~ It's almost dead. His leg is sore and ulcerated, and there are few days to live. "Jiang Huiqin rummaged through the garbage mountain again and found out a piece of white fungus and a few bird eggs." I'll do a good job for you, your legs will get better soon. " Do n’t be like Wu Blind. His wife and children are dead. He did n’t want to live anymore. We still have Jun Ming, the place in the northwest. "

"Where are you from Tremella?" Li Ming coughed twice, without answering Jiang Huiqin directly.

"For gold bracelets."

Li Mingyi was silent.

"Don't be dead or dead. Tremella is so expensive now. Use gold bracelets for value. If your legs are good, let alone gold bracelets, use the two little yellow croakers in my well. Jiang Huiqin groped, and she actually found a lot of good things from the pile of garbage.

"It's as good as ever to hide things." Li Ming finally got a little angry on his face.

"That's it." Jiang Huiqin was proud. "The guys still want to find what I hid? Dreaming, the bandits could not find it during the War of Resistance Against Japan, and they did not dig out the ocean I buried, just them. Humph."

There was a little more vitality in the dying shack.

Because of the fire, the temperature in the shed rose, and Li Ming reluctantly moved a bit to see what Jiang Huiqin had taken out. Unfortunately, his glasses had been stepped on a long time ago, and he was malnourished for a long time. , Can't see clearly under the light of flickering.

"what to do?"

"Secret."

May be the reason for good mood, Jiang Huiqin also hummed.

Li Ming laughed and looked at the fire, but suddenly felt that he felt like Chinese New Year.

This is the first time he has felt this way since the eldest son died.