Vol 4 Chapter 595: Collect specialty products along the way

() The Southern Cross Spiral Arm of the Milky Way, somewhere in an ordinary star system, on the fourth terrestrial planet surrounding the star, human civilization is multiplying.
Early in the morning, the sun shines through the morning mist into the wooden house next to the black pine forest and becomes pale and weak. On the bed by the window lay a strong blacksmith.
Andy Anvil managed to open his eyes, and it was another day, a day without waves. There was a mildew smell on the linen bedding. He was used to it. He even felt that the smell had penetrated deeply into his own body, just like those salted cheeses. The salty taste penetrated into the bones, and one bite can make a person’s tongue. They all melt through.
He sat up and leaned against the window and wrapped the quilt around him again. The wife has gotten up, but she can't be seen. The fire pond is not lit. The place where there is no sunlight in the room is cold and wet, and the surface near the ground seems to be thick as foggy. The farm tools he has built are leaning against the opposite wall. Above, the cold metal shimmers like stars.
Andy rubs the palm of his hand and presses it on his back. Wielding a hammer is not an easy job. Wielding his wife is even more difficult. He strikes iron, not iron.
After a few days, we will deliver the customized farm tools to the customer's home.
He probed from the window. On the northern hillside, he saw his wife in a linen skirt fetching water. He silently watched her carrying a bucket and slowly walking back along the thin sheep intestine path, with morning dew on both sides. The long grass moistened her skirt.
The woman is back.
Andy asked: "Did Jimmy get up?"
"He's still snoozing. I called him."
"You tell him, if I don't get up again, I will kick his ass." Andy frowned, his body finally warmed up, he lifted the quilt, the dirty body surface was mostly hair, and there was a thin strip dangling from his waist. White cotton cloth.
The wife went out to the wood shed next door, and then the son screamed like killing a pig.
The son got up and was driven by Andy to do errands. Andy wants to continue his iron work and eat two meals a day.
This is an ordinary and simple day for a country blacksmith.
It was also the last day Andy spent. That night, before going to bed, he saw a series of meteors passing by under the night sky, all brushed, falling on the horizon. Two hours later, he was caught by a group of brass iron men. He picked it up from the bed and was dragged all the way to the middle of the village, where the ground was full of corpses and blood filled the ditch. He saw the women being put on flying iron boxes, and the rest, people like him, were left on the spot. slaughter.
Andy was crushed on his knees, the butcher knife gleaming in the dark, his naive son's head was tumbled on the ground not far away, and fell into a pit, floating and sinking in blood, his wife screamed The sound was far away, and he wasn't sure if it was his wife's voice. He raised his head again, and on the horizon, where the meteor fell, a giant metal tree with a straight branch faintly rose, covered by a blue gloom, twins shining together. Singing in the air, the dim brilliance is like the stray white of the morning light.
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The Sagittarius spiral arm of the Milky Way galaxy, somewhere in an ordinary star system, on the fifth terrestrial planet surrounding the star, is breeding human civilization.
Sunlight shone through the brown and yellow smog into the southwest corner of the dilapidated old concrete building.
Chengpingke woke up from his sleep, he fumbled for the bandage on his ribs, and did not continue to bleed, he was sure he survived.
The morning light is projected from the broken window glass blurred by black grease, hitting the ground, forming a dust-filled beam of light. The fine wind blows, and the tiny dust also wanders, like a dandelion, like a ballet dancer. Hemline. Cheng Pingke enjoys this scene.
The woman in the black short leather skirt, hiding in the shadows, walked out, and her high-heeled shoes, which were as bright as water-stained cherries, made an echoing click.
"Chengpingke, the pursuit like that last night didn't make you into a desperate situation. It really deserves to be the famous White Dragonfly from the Alliance."
The man asked: "Is there any smoke?"
"Smoking affects the body's recovery." As she said, she took out a women's cigar, "Are you used to smoking?"
"Okay." Cheng Pingke took the cigar, and lightly drew a circle on the head with his right index finger. The air made a light hissing sound, the cigar head fell, his facial expression relaxed, and he grabbed the cigar. Fire the cigar and spontaneously burn.
"Your airflow control has reached level six?" The woman was a little surprised.
"Those who can't kill me will only make me stronger." Cheng Pingke grinned, spitting out half a smoke ring.
Applause came from the door of the building, and the yellow-haired man in the white air uniform walked in with a drag, "That's great, little bug."
The woman's delicate complexion quickly turned pale, "Will General Han Fei participate in this level of small action?"
Cheng Pingke's complexion was even more ugly, and he couldn't tell whether it was caused by an injury or a bad mood.
"Hand over the picture of the beast gods. A wife, two mistresses, six children and two dogs in your family can live." Han Feiqi is a pragmatic person. He took the task early this morning. It took three full hours to arrest all the family members of the target.
"Sir, do you want to take away the treasure I stole for nothing?"
"I am afraid you can't afford to pay you a like you."
"Then you are not afraid that I will use up my wishes here?"
"You don't have the blood of miracles, and you can't pray to the beast gods." Han Fei smiled, took out the phone from his pocket, pressed the hands-free, and a young man yelled from the speaker, "You are not answering the question. In that case, Kill your eldest son first, you spoil him the most."
Chengpingke bit the cigar off, "Don't push people too much!" He listened to the yelling of horror on the other side of the phone, and then fell silent after a rustle of wind blowing leaves.
"Still answering the wrong questions." Han Fei was happy, "Look at how many relatives you have for you to spend time with, I'm not in a hurry."
The air was silent, and the phone made a distorted voice, like a photo shaking in a dark room, the scene was vaguely familiar.
Two pairs of emerald-colored dragonfly wings suddenly appeared on Chengpingke’s pale cheeks. This change made Han Fei sneer, "Are you going to fight me?"
Chengpingke sneered. A year ago, it was rumored that the national treasure of the Jinting Empire was stolen by a group of unidentified robbers, and he obtained this scroll from a young woman a week ago. That woman is the close-knit maid of the Jinting Empire Princess.
The Beast God Picture Scroll itself is unremarkable~EbookFREE.me~ But it is said that the person who gets the picture scroll can pray to the Beast God as long as they have the miraculous bloodline, no matter how ridiculous the wish is.
A total of three wishes, six thousand years of vicissitudes of history, two wishes have been used, the first wish is to pray for the defeat of the enemy country, as expected, the enemy generals died suddenly, the second wish is to pray for strength, the gods at that time The man of trace is the only one in history who possesses the 13th-order superpower.
Chengpingke put his hand on his chest, and a golden scroll flew out, and the sun shone on the scroll. The body of the beast was wild, and the three pairs of eyes seemed to come alive. This posture shocked the onlookers in the field. Up.
Could it be that this guy is really carrying miraculous blood?
"I pray that those who may be hostile to me will be wiped out."
As soon as the words fell, a willow-shaped spaceship like a mountain with pasta suddenly appeared above the city, the air wave emptied, and then the base opened, and a flood of steel poured like rain.
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