Chapter 33 Is this considered a miscarriage?
Chapter 33 Is this considered a miscarriage?
[Si, Fu, Xing, He: So you mean, you were rolled over twice in the same place and in the same posture? You haven't recovered from your last injury, right? What about stacking buffs here? ! 】
[Cang: Is this why you rub salt into your wounds?]
[Si, Fu, Xing, He: Why did you just sprinkle salt on it? I don’t have to sit at the kid’s table anymore, right? I can go directly to the kitchen, Wuhu~]
【Cang：.】
[Cang: Isn’t it because you are such a bastard that you lie down and don’t move every day? Who hasn’t dreamed of a voyage to the stars and the sea? Comrade Lao Wang, I know that you have seriously affected my destiny and that of Floating Island]
Don't doubt the strength of a person who falls twice at the same place. You will never give up in online battles in this life. Only the scapegoating technique is perfect.
[Si, Fu, Xing, He: Oh~ He doesn’t feel uncomfortable at all~ As long as he is free~ He won’t care about my feelings, oh~]
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He, why can he speak? ?
At night, the moonlight shines like a wash.
The huge full moon casts a cool light, and the craters on the moon's surface are clearly visible.
"Um, is it the fifteenth today? Super moon?"
I don't know if it was an illusion, but Li Cang always felt that today's moon was bigger than the ones he had seen in the first few decades of his life, and it seemed that he could pick it off if he was so close.
The black mucus all over the floating island reflects a hazy silvery white light, which is unbelievably beautiful.
It was rare that it would be so bright at night, so of course Li Cang couldn't waste it. He used the moonlight to clean up the messy floating island with Brother Big Corpse.
"It's time to put the battery on the agenda. We can't keep going on strike until night, right?"
Although there are diesel generators and LED light panels, running the generator all the time just to light up the lights is not something no matter how rich a house is, it cannot withstand such a thing.
Li Cang tried to clean up the black goo that was evenly covered in every corner of the floating island. He didn't know what the ingredients of this thing were. It was as thick and thick as asphalt, making it impossible to get rid of it.
After struggling for a long time, I scraped off a layer of the land and only cleared an area as big as a toilet.
Li Cang rolled his eyes,
"Sacrifice: Thick black substance on the surface of the floating island"
[The sacrifice is established and 19.8 destiny coins are obtained]
Oops~
Li Cangguang thought about how he was lazy, but he didn't expect to make a small profit and get some blood back.
“No loss, no loss~”
There are two fragments and three floating islands tied outside, which are full of these things. Li Cang can't wait.
Unfortunately, the green light mist in the prayer interface has a limited range and cannot extend beyond the main island of the floating island, so there is no way to use sacrifice to clean it up for the time being.
Speaking of which, he thought about baseball again.
Why is the signal of someone else's prayer coin so strong? It can be used to offer sacrifices and pray outside the range of the floating island?
It cost 1 coin, and the term used was the "additional sacrifice" displayed on the mini prayer interface of baseball that Li Cang saw at that time.
The prayer interface quickly gave an explanation:
The general idea is that Baseball may have sacrificed a very valuable sacrifice before landing on the island, and randomly received the opportunity to make an additional sacrifice. "Extra sacrifices" are not the norm and cannot be obtained directly through prayer. It requires a certain amount of luck, and An “additional offering” is not technically a “sacrifice” but a form of prayer.
"Speak humanly."
[Beyond the scope of this prayer content, a second explanation requires paying 1 destiny coin]
"Pay!"
Li Cang squeezed out two words through his teeth.
[The so-called 'additional sacrifice' usually means that the prayer coin displays one or several objects first, and then the user selects the object, and then selects the sacrifice. If it is determined that the value of the sacrifice is lower than or equal to the object, The additional sacrifice is not established. If the value of the sacrifice is determined to be higher than the subject matter, the additional sacrifice is established. Therefore, the additional sacrifice is a kind of prayer rather than a sacrifice]
Hetui, what he says is better than what he sings!
How is this praying? This is just gambling!
And the measure of the value of the sacrifice is in you, both as a referee and as an athlete?
“There are so many dark pits”
But there is one thing to say, the attitude of the prayer coin towards the sacrifice is quite serious.
Li Cang said about sacrificing this thick layer of extremely thick and thick black matter, and not a drop was left, and it was peeled off perfectly. Except for the black matter, not even a stone or a particle of dust was missing from the floating island. .
After tossing until midnight, Li Cang had a solid sleep.
When I woke up early in the morning, I found that the food reserve had laid a soft egg with bloodshot threads in the wild rose bush.
The eggs are still warm, but the reserve food is listless, can't even bark, and is limping.
Yesterday, I was saving food and fighting against the zombies. At the last moment, I was thrown to the ground and it seemed that I had a heavy fall.
this.
Is this considered a miscarriage?
Is it necessary to make up for the miscarriage?
Do you want to give it whole millet seed and egg drop soup to drink?
There is only such a treasure on the island. Li Cang is still waiting to catch another rooster and has endless offspring. It can be said that he attaches great importance to the food reserves. He can even tolerate it sneaking up on cabbage and soybean sprouts. Take a breath of bad breath.
What to do?
He is really inexperienced in this matter!
Li Cang recalled his experience of raising cats in his hometown a long time ago. It seems that most small animals can be cured by a few hungry meals, such as vomiting and fever. It is simple and crude.
So he said to the reserve grain,
"How about you start a hunger strike from now on?"
Ji tilted his head and looked at him:?
What are you looking at!
Li Cang picked up the reserve grain very impolitely, and searched it.
There were chirps and feathers flying.
"Well, it's nothing. I don't think I broke any bones."
Li Cang's bone-finding skills were too amateurish. After the reserve grain was put on the ground, he limped even more seriously.
After basically confirming that the reserve grain was fine, he took the big corpse brother, carrying the one-inch thick rebar that was getting more and more handy, and the big corpse brother boarded one of the three floating islands.
The floating island was very large, and it seemed to be fatter than Li Cang's own island.
The ground was covered with black and sticky substances, and the shallow ones were as thick as ankles. It was much more solid than the one on Li Cang's island. It felt like it rebounded when you stepped on it at first, and it would slowly sink after a long time.
"How much coins is this worth?"
Under the cover of the black substance, there was no building that insisted on standing on the floating island with a diameter of nearly 100 meters, and there was no vegetation at all.
Occasionally, you can see corpses that have been gnawed by zombies in the ruins. There are not many of them, and they are all fragments with teeth marks all over them.
After walking around, I didn't find anything valuable.
But at least the ruins of the buildings can be exchanged for coins, and they also symbolically gave me some cement, which is not a loss.
The areas of the three floating islands are not small, and Li Cang's territory will usher in another wave of upgrades.
It was not until the last floating island that he finally gained something.
In a tattered and almost flattened iron cabinet, there were a dozen old-fashioned walkie-talkies, with digital serial numbers from 1 to 12 on the back with waterproof labels.
