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Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Secret of the Gold Mine


After figuring out this series of things, Fang Senyan and the others successfully handed over to President Wilson, and then according to the prompts of the space, they boarded a sub-airship used for emergency evacuation.

After boarding it, I felt that although this airship was unmanned, it began to drift upwards at an astonishing speed, breaking through the atmosphere and coming to the vast starry sky.

Because the reward for passing the level was replaced by 1 point of legend, the summary of the pass was also very fast, and there was no need to say anything more, and soon, the people returned to the nightmare space.

As soon as Fang Senyan returned to the team space, he found that there was a box on his desk, with the words "Imperial Need Transit Privilege Delivery" written on it.

Looks like it was supposed to be transferred to me by the system in the Empire.

Fang Senyan was very strange who would give him such a thing, according to his speculation, this thing should be about his bloody major general's battle armor, but at this time, the matter was still complicated, so he put it aside first.

At this time, he only felt a thousand things, and he was a little busy for a while, so he sat down at the table to write and draw, and listed them one by one.

The first thing Fang Senyan has to do now is obviously to get the title of "Great Collector" after synthesizing.

Next, his merit points are also sufficient, mainly because of that outbreak of ten kills plus the G-point decomposition magic sword Apophis brought a lot of merit points.

The current merit value is: Colonel 403400 uses 4 extinctions to deduct 8 points, which is obviously the time to promote Major General.

Then there is the issue of replenishing the team, which is already urgent.

As for the candidates to supplement, Fang Senyan also had a bit of a trade-off in his heart at this time, but he never did anything he was not sure of, so he didn't tell the rest of the people.

Otherwise.

Wouldn't it be a shame if the diggers didn't come In addition, Fang Senyan wants to enter the best state.

Then use the legendary item: the scalp of the Cretan god to get an S-class ability.

Sanzai must also prepare for learning the power of the dead at this time.

After the two of them obtained the Awakening Skill in the previous world, they also quickly gained strengthening.

Therefore, there is a feeling of pulling out the seedlings to help them grow, and at this time, according to the convention, you also need to exercise and practice in the space to exert the greatest power.

There is also the question of the survival of the dark green gloves, and it is clear that if extinction is used again, then there is no doubt that this expensive pair of gloves will be wiped out.

Before this matter could be resolved, Fang Senyan and the others had their extinction abilities sealed.

Old Charlie also needs a certain degree of reinforcement because the seed of the demon Freddy has been planted in his mind.

It's also a money-burning project At last.

After his current innate ability is improved, it stands to reason that the anti-disease factor will also increase.

This is almost a sure thing, which means that it may be possible to try to impact once, but Fang Senyan immediately shuddered, if he wanted to learn, then it was obvious that he should also have at least thirty merit points in reserve Hmm, it's really a big head, Fang Senyan sighed, and finally he finally wrote a project that would be beneficial to the team's economy: That is, there is still a dark gold war stick that can be sold, this thing should be able to sell for a good price, in addition, there are thirteen "stinky phantom particles" that I got it, and the unknown strange things that can be exchanged for merit value are always hard currency, and this Dongdong worth 13 merits should also be able to exchange for a sum of money.

"There's a good opportunity to make money in the gold mines."

Fang Senyan lay down on the chair and shouted lazily.

Traditionally, Mr.

Goldmine has a pride that surpasses that of the English swordsman and the French musketeer, and this shouting will not get any response, provided that the content of the call does not mention keywords such as "make money", "make a fortune", "make a profit", etc.

Therefore, Fang Senyan was very sure that the gold mine would appear in front of him within three seconds, and in the blink of an eye, he would appear in the originally empty corner.

But this time, Fang Senyan miscalculated, he closed his eyes and opened them again, his eyes were still empty, at this time Fang Senyan even felt dazed for a moment, I don't know why, his heart also became empty.

"Gold mine, huge profits, if you don't come out again, then I'll give this list to someone else."

Still no one responded, Fang Senyan narrowed his eyes, slowly stood up, and then walked to the room where the gold mine usually stayed.

Although Fang Senyan doesn't come here often, he still has a deep memory of the furnishings in it, because the way the gold mine arranges the room is too unusual.

In the middle of the room was a patched sky-blue hammock on top of each other, and if nothing else, the gold mines would normally snore.

The corner of the wall on the left was blackened, and a rudimentary picnic stove was made of broken red fire bricks, with a rotten iron pot on it, and then there were piles of scrap books and newspapers, broken copper and rotten iron Coke 7-Up cans and the like, and then a tattered snakeskin bag of pig feed hung on the wall.

Looking at the position of the blackened snakeskin pocket, and the demeanor on display, it is almost the same as the kind of aristocratic family that likes to hang a bull's head, bear head, and deer head that they hunt in the living room.

But after Fang Senyan walked to the door of the room, he suddenly froze.

Because the room in front of me was unprecedentedly clean and tidy Of course, the so-called cleanliness is also relative, for example, there are still traces of smoke and fire on the walls, and there are traces of dust everywhere, but those broken things, hammocks, rotten iron pots, and burlap pockets are all swept away Fang Senyan stood at the door for a long time, and finally came up with a more appropriate word to describe the situation in front of him, that is, "moving".

Clean and slippery moving.

He clicked on his personal attribute column in disbelief, and on the sub-project of "Servant", there was only the word "Old Charlie", and this guy actually took the initiative to break away from Fang Senyan at some point.

An indescribable emotion lingered in Fang Senyan's heart, he had an indescribable feeling at this time, but at this time, the feeling of losing Mo Gansha emerged from the bottom of his heart again, making Fang Senyan can't help but have the urge to cry heartily He had heard a song called "It's not a sin for a man to cry", but at this time, he deeply felt the taste of that song.

But after Fang Senyan lost his mind for a moment, he quickly suppressed this emotion.

Because he understood that it was a futile and useless act, and that it was better to understand why the gold mines had suddenly disappeared than to waste his energy on it.

Fang Senyan looked around, carefully observing the empty room, and then, his gaze stayed on the smoky place in the corner, which should be the kitchen of the gold mine, where he should usually secretly use waste newspapers and firewood to cook.

Fang Senyan groaned for a moment, then walked over, pressed the most sensitive fingertips with his fingers on the ground, and suddenly found that the temperature of this piece was obviously much hotter than the rest of the place.

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That shows one thing, the escape of the gold mine was not premeditated, but when he was living and cooking, he suddenly felt something crucial, which directly led to the destruction of this guy's three views, and he could only run away from home in a hurry.

If you want to figure out the mental activities of others, then it is best to put yourself in the other person's shoes after restoring the situation at that time.

Therefore, Fang Senyan followed his usual memory, and sat in the place where he often sat when he was cooking in the gold mine and pondered, obviously, according to the temperature left on the ground, the moment when the gold mine felt the abnormality should be the moment when his group of people returned, so, this time when he returned, what special thing did he bring back When Fang Senyan was racking his brains and thinking repeatedly, his fingers were also hanging down beside him, and he kept habitually tapping the floor, but there was a rough and uneven feeling on his fingertips, as if there were some criss-crossing scratches on the smooth floor.

Fang Senyan was a little surprised, because he must know that this place is an absolutely safe area, so the floor furniture and everything is indestructible, at least he can't do this, but how to explain the scratches on the floor As soon as he thought of this, Fang Senyan's heart moved, so he found a thin and large piece of paper and pressed it tightly on the scratched floor, and then used a pencil to smear back and forth on it, and gradually, he could see those scratches clearly, and carefully identify them, they were actually many scribbled and messy sentences Fang Senyan usually saw the gold mine, and found that when he was alone, he liked to use the long black nails of the elf to scratch on the ground, but he didn't expect it to become an important clue today.

At this time, Fang Senyan began to read the sentences on the paper and walked into the complex psychological situation of the gold mine at that time.

"There was a very strange feeling about the host" "The familiar and the strange mingle, as if three cents were mixed in sevenpence."

"I'm very irritable, I seem to have missed something, didn't I pick up the coconut milk can that someone drank just now?"

"Hmm, did these bastards come back successfully hahaha, I have a hunch that I can make a good profit from it, time is money" "What does that feel like?"

"That's the breath of Apophis" "How is it possible, how is it possible, Apophis was eaten" "Isn't Apophis supposed to surrender to all the direct bloodlines, why was he destroyed and eaten in turn, and the breath on the master's body now is not the absolute nothingness hidden in the extinction, it really isn't, although it looks like extinction, but in fact there is an essential difference, like the difference between gold and platinum" "Did I be wrong from the beginning, oh my God, did the great gold mine make a mistake worse than losing ten gold coins":