Doomsday Pavilion

Many days later, Mingguang ushered in a historic scene.

——Emmm, there is a lot of this recent "historical scene" by Mingguang.

In the new city area under the four walls, the uncle Warlock held two stamped papers and a bright red certificate of 4 karat in his hand. The expression pack on his face was forgotten to update.

"Ben, this warlock, finally has his own real estate??"

Uncle Warlock tossed for a long time, and finally took out a big box safe from his sleeve. Throwing things in, it was locked up with a click. He carried the safe and ran around and shouted.

"Where is the forest, the forest is coming soon, put things away for me!!"

Su Yourong didn't know why he was holding a pan, and he broke his heart behind the warlock.

"Hey, take out the business license and paste it on the wall, why are you locking it..."

"No, what if you lose it?"

"If you lose it, make up another one~"

"No, just in case you lose it again!"

"Furthermore! Besides, who would steal the business license? There is still your name on it!"

"No, these days are so chaotic. There are thieves everywhere. People steal too, animals steal too, and animals steal too. Even the air steals my things. When the wind blows, the warlock feels that he has lost one. Billion, all the fucking thinking about this warlock..."

Well, the uncle Warlock can lose anything except himself.

This is very different from Lin Chou. Boss Lin didn't lose anything except himself.

Do not ask.

To ask is to have unique skills.

emmm...

In fact, it has always been the most professional one about losing oneself to Boss Lin-and there are even more advanced means to find oneself again.

For example, if you tie yourself to a convenient shovel, you can find a direction and throw it into the sky with a faster speed, better vision, and stronger sense of direction.

It doesn't matter if he throws it in the wrong direction, anyway, he is so powerful that he will throw it again in a big deal.

Boss Lin looked at the Uncle Warlock pityingly. This guy who has lived for an unknown period of time seemed to have never really owned something belonging to his own. It was really pitiful.

Huang Dashan squinted and said,

"Don't say it, this time the commission is really generous, and the place built is pretty good?"

The current configuration of the new city is not perfect enough. Uncle Warlock’s Xiaobawang server simply emptied a small stone mountain and buried it in. The front, back, left, and right are all made of giant sea blue stones (in fact, city bricks). Sealed inside--

Anyway, the Uncle Warlock doesn't have to consider reserving the passages for entry and exit, he can send it.

Not only that, but he doesn't even have to think about heat dissipation.

Don’t say that the snow dumpling boss’s body of ice will give heat to the soul, who doesn’t know if it’s hot or not. The server will dissipate heat. It’s not a problem to eat more delicious food to dissipate heat. ——Is it okay to physically cool it down in the tallest forging furnace?

Just talk about this profession, let others do it, don't you!

After the server was put on hold, the Development Committee planned to open up a small block around that nondescript stone mountain. The prototype and framework have been constructed. All that is left is to decorate and allocate a group of poor people to live there.

This place is close to the west gate of the four walls. In the future, there will be a high-speed ring road passing here, so there is no worries about the flow of people.

Uncle Warlock's store does not require much traffic at all.

The garrison army and the occurrence committee of Guangtemu accounted for most of the 500 places, and the remaining few people had changed hands several times and sold them for sky-high prices.

Quite unreasonable, but as a whole, it means that only officials can maximize the benefits of the Xiaobawang server. They have the most organized team under their hands, and it is very difficult to give up a portion of the quota.

Of course, whether it is official or private, what they buy is just a quota, it's not about the money of the uncle Warlock.

Now a whole hill is the private domain of the uncle warlock. There are mountains, trees and ponds, and a villa like a house surrounded by dragons is attached. The door face is at the end of the only road at the foot of the mountain.

Very big, can be as big as the local master.

Under Huang Dashan's strong suggestion, Uncle Warlock put a long bar at the door, very unique.

The fully transparent glass tank, with the shrunken Crayfish swimming in it, guarantees that normal people will be shocked by looking at the hideous big mace on the Crayfish's carapace without recognizing where it has been in and out. , Very good and very deterrent.

A built-in fresh-keeping cabinet was built behind the bar, which was full of iced drinks.

The empty hall that can accommodate two thousand five hundred people has almost no furnishings. The most eye-catching thing is the huge square load-bearing pillars and the "No Smoking" warning signs posted on the pillars. The Qinshan Martial Arts School retired and engraved "Wu". Five hundred broken long steel-framed tables and chairs with the words "Morning" are sparsely laid out neatly, and a headset-like thing is thrown on each table. The craftsman Jill is so rough that he might be able to pierce and bleed his ears.

Boss Lin gave a pertinent evaluation on this,

"Well, it's pretty decent, much more reliable than the storefront in my alley."

"right!"

Uncle Warlock got a boss chair and took a seat behind the bar. The transparent bar filled with the smell of sea water, and the colorful glare waited for it to run. The crayfish inside looked like it was wrapped around the waist of Uncle Warlock. The style is the same.

A broken machine like a money printing machine was thrown on the bar casually, and customers were all over the door.

Five men in military uniforms with big arms, big waists, round muscles and bulging muscles lined up meticulously, brushing special cards blankly, and after a beeping sound, they paid their pockets and went in to find a seat by themselves.

The headset got stuck, convulsed and fainted on the spot.

Well...

Anyway, I just entered the game, just give me an idea.

Shan Ye was dumbfounded,

"Fuck you...what's this, is that buddy dead, Qiqiao is bleeding!"

Swishing outside the door, two white coats came in, each with a cigarette butt in their mouths, smiling at the uncle Warlock as if to please, and hurriedly pinched out the cigarette butts.

The two of them walked over and flipped over their horrible faces, pinching the bloody nose and mouth like they were playing with the pork on the chopping board.

"It's nothing. At first glance, it is the second generation ancestor who is occupied by the family relationship. The uncle Warlock's technology is so reliable. What is the danger? Blame him for his low level and weak willpower like a sieve."

The warlock looked at the young face, the crazy Ma Maipi in his mouth,

"In my 30s, Tier 4 low-level waste wood? The dog said that daddy has no luck to run into the woods, even the special waste wood industry does not have the qualifications to start?"

The expressions of the two white coats are very rigorous,

"Master Shan, you can't say that, luck is definitely a kind of strength."

The two of them almost turned their eyes to the uncle Warlock.

Shan Ye: "..."

Forget it, I'd better not speak anymore.

Lin Chou pinched his chin and pondered for a while.

"Um, do you think that this place seems to be missing something?"

Everyone was stunned and lost in thought.

Shan Ye didn't hold back, he came out to show off his skills again.

"Quack, daddy is already ready."

Speaking of carrying two and a half high speakers from the back of the bar, one was placed in the room and the other was placed in front of the store entrance.

As soon as the switch was pressed, the deafening song of the six relatives immediately began to sing.

"Anyway, he is not uncomfortable~ He only needs to be free~ He won't care about my feelings ohhhh~wow~"

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