My Stand-in is Steve

  Chapter 572 What do you eat?

"ha?"

  Heard Fang Mo's words about tiger and wolf.

  The three present also showed bewildered expressions almost at the same time.

  Of course the **** prisoner did this because he understood.

  As for Stinger and Lightning Max...the two of them are not usually exposed to these things, so they are still very pure. At this moment, they simply cannot understand this sentence.

   "Explosion...zero?"

I saw that the face of Lightning Max was full of doubts. To be honest, he could understand these two words alone, but he couldn't understand them together, so he couldn't help asking: "Excuse me? What means?"

   "Oh, this refers to the Jiuzhuan large intestine not washed dry..."

  Fang Mo didn't care, he opened his mouth at this moment to give the other party a wave of popular science.

  It's a pity that at this moment, the **** prisoner suddenly raised his hand to stop Fang Mo, preventing him from speaking insanely.

   "That, I'm sorry."

  The **** prisoner looked at Lightning Max, and said in a gentle tone: "This is not something a good boy should understand... Brother Lightning Max, let's not ask."

"Forehead."

Because he has been in a coma, Lightning Max is indeed a little puzzled, but for some reason after hearing what the **** prisoner said, he suddenly felt a chill, as if his body's instinct was reminding himself, so he subconsciously chose Shut up: "Okay then, I'm fine."

   "In short, this guy has finally been dealt with."

   Seeing that Lightning Max was no longer curious, the **** prisoner seemed to be relieved, and then quickly looked into the distance: "Then, let's deal with the remaining remnants."

   "The remnants?"

  Lightning Max asked subconsciously.

"It's the other Sea Clan." The **** prisoner pointed to the body of the Deep Sea King not far away: "He claimed to be the leader of the Sea Clan in the battle just now, and he wanted to lead the people to occupy the land, although this guy has been dealt with by the priest brother , but... the other Sea Clan should still be wreaking havoc in the city, I want to get rid of them."

   "Then I will go with you too."

Hearing this, Stinger also stood up slowly, clutching his stomach: "Thanks to Mr. Father, my injuries seem to have almost recovered, and if I deal with some more sticky seafood monsters, I will become even better." Popular...huh? Where's my favorite gun?"

   "Oh, here it is."

  Fang Mo heard the words and pointed directly at the big pit not far away.

  The poisonous thorn took a look into the pit, and immediately saw the bamboo shoot that had been broken in two. His whole face turned pale, as if he had lost something very important.

   "I... my bamboo shoots!"

  I saw Stinger shouting with grief on his face.

   "It seems you can't go."

  Lightning Max smiled when he saw this, then raised his hand and patted the other party's shoulder to comfort him: "No way, then let me solve them instead of you."

"I…"

  The stinger was so uncomfortable that he couldn't even speak. He knelt down on his knees and mourned for his favorite gun, as if it was his severed half body.

   "Although I really want to comfort Brother Stinger, it's a bit out of date now."

Seeing this scene, the **** prisoner seemed a little sympathetic, but soon he sighed and said: "I just received the evacuation notice, and the citizens should have hid in the refuge. If those sea tribes invade the refuge If not, those lovely boys might have sacrificed in vain..."

   "It's not too late, let's act first."

  Lightning Max tied his shoelaces: "My gunpowder reserve is quite sufficient. If the enemy is not as strong as the monster just now, I can still help."

   "Where's brother priest?"

  The **** prisoner turned his head and glanced at Fang Mo: "Are you going to deal with these sea people with us?"

   "Oh, I'll just forget it first."

Fang Mo waved his hand when he heard the words. He suddenly thought of a new job just now, so he decided to try it first before saying: "In short, I will leave this matter to you first. It took me a lot of effort to kill the King of the Deep Sea." , need to rest first."

"Oh well."

  The **** prisoner is not reluctant: "Then, brother priest, take a good rest first, and I will talk to you about ketone refining after this crisis is resolved..."

   "You are looking for death, right?"

   "Oh my god, brother priest really has a big temper."

  The **** prisoner smiled, and then stopped talking about this aspect, but directly made a starting posture: "Angel...running!"

After a loud roar, the **** prisoner suddenly turned into a cannonball and rushed out, and began to run naked on the street as a freaky muscular man. The whole picture was so eye-catching, Fang Mo couldn't help but turn around and look at it after only one glance. Elsewhere, he really didn't want to look at it.

  Lightning Max didn't say anything, and quickly followed after seeing this.

   Soon, the two disappeared without a trace.

   "Damn crazy..."

   After the two left, Fang Mo couldn't help but support his forehead, and then turned his attention to the corpse of the Deep Sea King not far away.

   "emmm..."

   Fang Mo bowed his head in thought for a moment, and then began typing on Steve's public screen with his mind.

  【mofang: Little demon, are you free? 】

   Not long after the message was sent, a reply came from the other party soon.

  【xiaoyao: I’m working on an automatic array of carbon plates, and I plan to use wind power to stack molecular machines, what’s wrong? 】

   In a message, Fang Mo only understood the three words 'what's the matter', but this did not prevent Fang Mo from being a party member, so he immediately expressed his appeal.

  【mofang: I urgently need a statue of Cthulhu, can you rub one out for me first? 】

  【xiaoyao: Oh, wait. 】

   After saying this sentence.

  My partner just fell silent.

  Actually, Fang Mo also knows that this forced statue is quite difficult to make, and requires correct rituals to make it, and his partner is actually not too interested in this kind of non-technical module.

   Considering that it may take a while.

  Fang Mo also shifted his malicious eyes to Poison Stinger.

"…Um?"

   And as if aware of it, Stinger also glanced at Fang Mo not far away with a little vigilance.

"hey-hey."

   Seeing this, Fang Mo immediately showed a polite yet elegant smile: "What, I said Stinger, I can help you repair the weapon here."

   “…so, at what cost?”

   Stinger immediately became alert.

Yes, because Fang Mo almost hacked him in the name of healing before, and tricked him into expanding his friend status with a **** prisoner, so he was still a little afraid of Fang Mo. Feeling a bit nasty.

  Stinger had a vague impression that when the opponent was a new S-level hero, his name was the root of all evil.

   It seems that I heard that when the hero test was held in Z City, a large number of examiners were driven crazy.

Of course, later I heard that his apprentice Supreme Master seemed to have cured all these people, and he also paid tens of millions of compensation to each of them. Living a luxurious life of luxury, no longer need to work for others.

   With just a few days of madness in exchange for a lifetime of glory and wealth, if you were a normal person, you might want to kneel down and thank him... But this is not what Stinger really wants.

  Compared with money, he cares more about his reputation as a hero.

   If he accidentally went crazy and did something strange... wouldn't his reputation be ruined?

   "Hey, what are you afraid of?"

Of course, Fang Mo also noticed the vigilance in the poisonous eyes, and at this moment he also took advantage of the situation to put away the Ma Yuling machete: "Everyone is a hero of the Heroes Association, so they are colleagues. Is there any problem if I help you? Of course there is none left…"

   While talking.

  Fang Mo also beckoned, using his mind to attract the spear that was broken in two.

   Stinger became a little nervous when he saw this.

   "I...my gun..."

  Fang Mo just smiled when he heard the words, and didn't speak. Instead, he took out a world box from behind.

  I saw him open the box casually, and the space in front of him was distorted immediately, and was forcibly replaced into a mysterious weapon workshop.

  Because the gun had been stabbed in some places that shouldn't be poked before, Fang Mo felt a little dirty, so he simply washed it with water, and then put on his gloves and started to operate.

To be honest, he has not helped others to repair weapons once or twice, like Thor's hammer, Inoue Orihime's Dunshun Liuhua, etc., so now he is familiar with it, the first step is to squeeze out the essence... Here comes the berry juice.

   Wait until the essence berry juice is ready.

  Fang Mo picked a piece of moss and put an experience patch on the weapon.

  Then the next thing is much simpler, it is nothing more than pouring sauce, just like adding sauce to the West Lake vinegar fish layer by layer, and soon the gun will automatically recover.

After that, Fang Mo took out a bamboo shoot from Steve, and started to strengthen the gun with the craftsman's soul workbench... Yes, it is the bamboo shoot that is linked with the craftsman's soul. The effect consumes Durably produces bamboo.

  Wait until the hardening is fully complete.

  Fang Mo also picked up the gun and tested it a little.

  I saw him stamping the ground with the handle of his gun, and at the same time his thoughts moved slightly, the ground not far away suddenly arched, and then a bamboo shot straight out from below, growing several meters high in the blink of an eye.

  See this scene.

  Fang Mo also felt a little bright.

  It seems that this bamboo module is really awesome, not only all kinds of jade, but also the reinforcement of bamboo shoots is a bit powerful. If it is combined with the indestructible effect, it is not impossible to force a bamboo world to come out of COS.

   Or should I put it another way... Call it Taketori Flying?

   "Okay, return the things to you."

  In short, after the test, Fang Mo cheerfully returned the weapon to the Stinger.

   "...What did you do to my favorite gun?" Stinger was actually a little confused, and asked subconsciously while taking the gun.

   "It's beautiful, Bamboo Rat Happy Gun."

Hearing this, Fang Mo also smiled and patted Stinger's shoulder: "Okay, the weapon has been repaired for you, now hurry up and deal with those remnants of the deep sea clan, look at the sun is so big today, they will be gone if you stay for a while It's time for heat stroke."

"this…"

  The stinger was also a little strange when he heard the words, did the other party really not deceive himself this time: "Then... I really left?"

"go Go."

  Fang Mo waved his hand directly: "Remember to have a meal with the **** prisoner for me."

   "Who said I'm going to have dinner with him!"

  Hearing here, the stinger thought that the stinger was still here, and couldn't help shouting: "You don't dare to let me go? My sexual orientation is also normal, okay?"

"Oh, is it so?"

  Fang Mo laughed noncommittally: "Are you really sure?"

   "I...Of course I'm sure!"

Seeing Fang Mo's mysterious smile, and thinking of the moment when the **** prisoner blocked the fatal attack for him, Stinger seemed to hesitate a bit, but soon he strengthened his determination: "My **** Absolute orientation! Absolute! Absolutely very normal!"

   In order to prove his firm will.

  He even emphasized three absolute words in a sentence.

   "It seems that you are really determined."

After Fang Mo heard what the other party said, he didn't say much, but asked a question with a smile on his face: "Then let me ask you a question... Do you think the food that pigs eat should be called pigs?" Food?"

   "Yeah...yeah?"

   Stinger didn't understand what the other party meant, and replied hesitantly.

   "That Kun...cough cough cough." Hearing this, Fang Mo asked again: "Should the chicken food also be called chicken food?"

   "Of course."

   Stinger felt a little inexplicable: "What do you want to say?"

   "Then here comes the problem."

  An evil smile suddenly appeared on Fang Mo's face, and he clapped his hands and asked: "Since what chickens eat is chicken food, and what pigs eat is pig food...then why is what you eat called snacks?"

   "... Nani!?"

   Stinger was stunned when he heard the words.

  But soon, he reacted: "No, you are obviously changing the concept secretly, I... I still have to fight those weirdos, I don't have time to talk to you about these things!"

  After speaking.

  The stinger ran away almost like running away.

   "Haha." Fang Mo immediately showed a happy smile on his face when he saw this, and shouted towards the back of the other party: "You should run slower!"

   And here the stinger just ran away not long ago.

   Soon, a TP request came from Fang Mo's mind.

With a slight movement of his thoughts, Fang Mo dragged his partner out of the MC world, but the other party seemed to be really busy, and before he could say a few words, the other party just stood there Jumping up, he stuffed the statue into Fang Mo's arms.

   "Here you go, I'll go back first, the high-temperature pile will explode if you don't stare at it for a while."

   After saying a word in a hurry, the little thing turned around and TPed back by himself, without even giving Fang Mo a chance to speak.

   "Ah..."

  Fang Mo held the statue in his hand, and seemed to be in a daze for a while.

  But soon he smiled and shook his head. To be honest, it’s not a day or two since his partner has been like this, and Fang Mo has almost gotten used to it after getting along for so many years.

   "Forget it, don't think so much."

   Fang Mo weighed the statue of Cthulhu in his hand, and then looked at the corpse of the Deep Sea King not far away. A dangerous thought slowly formed in his mind: "It seems that the time for revenge has come..."

  (end of this chapter)