Global Famine: My items can be automatically upgraded

The speaker looked quite arrogant.

A pair of steel ring-like beard, as if it had not been groomed for more than ten years.

There is even a scar on his face that extends from the corner of his left eye to the corner of his right mouth.

Like a twisted earthworm.

A memory of the original owner suddenly appeared in Shen Bei's brain.

His name is Rock, and he is a staff member of Shelter 36, working for the employment agency.

That is to say, whenever there are any employment tasks, he will issue them.

It can be said that he has many opportunities for others to work and make money.

But any job that is thrown out is not a good job.

The real money-making tasks were all digested by friends in his circle.

The relationship between the original owner and Lord Luo was pretty good.

However, since the original owner was not a superpower, many tasks could not be performed. However, there was no financial relationship, and they could no longer be purely friends.

"How about a bottle of whiskey, man?"

When Luo Ke smiled, he twisted the scars on his face, as ferocious as a coiled snake, and asked Shen Bei.

Shen Bei smiled. The previous owner didn't need Roque, and now Shen Bei is different.

Then he nodded and paid, 12 crystal source cores.

The price is pretty normal.

"I like this place."

Rock poured a sip of strong wine, hissed, bared his teeth and spit out the alcohol, and continued: "The atmosphere of decadence, desire and lust is everywhere here. Take a sip of wine, this is life."

If Shen Bei wasn't in a good mood today, he wouldn't like to come to a place like this.

The smell here is so strong that it's almost indissoluble, and to most people it's almost equivalent to hallucinogens and aphrodisiacs.

It will make you lose your mind and degenerate into only the instinctive desires of beasts.

Shen Bei could not help but think that a bottle of whiskey was worth 20 bullets. In the wilderness, these bullets could often save Shen Bei's life, but whiskey would not.

But Shen Bei also took a sip of the whiskey.

It doesn't taste very good.

This is not a high-end product left over from the old days, but simply the wine produced by Shelter 36 itself.

This kind of wine doesn't have the rich fruity wood aroma of old whiskey, but it is at least strong enough.

Rock's drinking capacity is actually not that great.

I am a rookie who loves food and drinks.

After a glass of wine, he started to talk about his past deeds.

According to the memory of the original owner, Rock is a repeater, and he can almost memorize those things.

He can even predict what Rock will say next, and what kind of expression and tone he will use.

Shen Bei was a quiet listener while eating dinner.

He couldn't interrupt, or rather, even if he did, Rock didn't answer. He still told about his heroic deeds that were not contaminated by the "miasma of divine punishment".

Shen Bei only has one comment about Rock: "Poor and lucky"

Even though he lost his powers, he could still get a good job, which was enough to support himself. He was one of the lucky few in this world.

At this time, Rock drank a full glass of wine for himself and exhaled with satisfaction: "I saw you going in and out of the upper level of the shelter today to get a large toy?"

Shen Bei nodded: "It's just for fun."

"Are you confused, or have you been deceived by that research institute?"

"How to say?"

Rock raised his head and took a sip of wine, and said with a mysterious look in his eyes: "The guy you fucked is of the wrong gender. Shouldn't he have a female form?"

Shen Bei:......

"That's not a play doll." Shen Bei explained.

Roque chuckled: "I'm just saying, you don't have to do it if you want to play with women."

Just at this time.

A half-drunk young woman sat next to Shen Bei and said almost into his ear: "You are already so handsome that I feel like it, little brother, what do you want me to do?"

Rock laughed loudly: "Look, your luck is about to come."

As he said that, he took out some crystal source cores and threw them on the table, with an expression that you know: "I'll treat you."

The girl laughed playfully, put away the fee, and stuffed it into her own gully. This was also an invisible show off, showing that her chest was big enough and deep enough.

Shen Bei:......

To be honest, this woman has a good figure and appearance.

Shen Bei was inexplicably reminded of the girl Bai Luo who made a surprise attack last night and wanted to force herself on him.

But Shen Bei never had time to love his son and daughter, and when he wanted to sleep, he would sleep with his armor in his arms.

Not in the mood to hang out with women.

However, trouble always seems to come with women.

Shen Bei hasn't figured out how to refuse tactfully, without losing his grace, and at the same time, he can take out Rock's crystal source core from the girl's chest and return it back.

A big dark hand pressed on the wine glass in Shen Bei's hand, crushing the glass heavily on the bar.

Then, the big hand fluttered in the air in a showy manner, and the glass shards fell to the ground, but there were no scratches on the palm.

Shen Bei slowly raised his head. He was a giant man almost two meters tall.

The muscles all over his body shone like copper under the light, as if they were greased.

The big man leaned down, his eyes were gloomy and formidable, and his tone was like steel rubbing against each other: "Boy, are you trying to steal the woman I like?"

This is obviously provocation and trouble-seeking.

It was obviously this woman who took the initiative to stick to Shen Bei.

At this time, the entire bar fell silent, and almost everyone was looking at this side.

There are ordinary people, people with super powers, women who need to earn bread for tomorrow, and many employees of Shelter 36.

The boss stood at the counter with his arms folded, looking like he was waiting for a good show.

Shen Bei smacked his lips.

He couldn't even eat in peace.

Shen Bei's expression was not moved at all, but he said lightly: "You disturbed my meal."

"Eat?" The big man's mouth was cracked to his ears, and his face showed an extremely cruel murderous aura: "Do you want to eat my fist? Little white face!"

After saying that, the big man raised his fist.

But every pore on his whole arm began to become coarse, constantly stretching and closing to swallow the air.

The big man's fist was originally huge, and now it was more like an inflated balloon.

In the blink of an eye, a fist bigger than a washbasin appeared in front of Shen Bei.

The big man was showing off and proud, and his eyes were not only cold and tyrannical, but also disdainful of Shen Bei.

The occurrence of this scene made other people in the bar shout, as if they were watching the fun and adding fuel to the fire:

"Fight, fight!"

"We are short of snacks."

"Mengshan, if women see your finger, they will love it to death, haha."

"Forget it, I know his ability, it can only last for three minutes at most."

"Ha... This is pitiful, why not take some blue Xiaoyao pills."

...

The big man Mengshan didn't care about other people's ridicule, he just wanted to teach Shen Bei a little lesson.

It's not that you can play with women just because you have money!

Mengshan coughed a few times, and a mouthful of thick phlegm had reached his throat.

He was going to spit a mouthful of thick phlegm on the face of this thin and weak pretty boy first, and then break his neck with a punch.

However, the phlegm reached his throat, and there was no way to spit it out.

The expression that seemed to be eager to vent suddenly changed.

But Shen Bei just kept silent for a while, and shook his arm.

A large revolver nearly 30 centimeters long was pressed against his forehead.

Mengshan opened his mouth wide, his eyes wide, and he had no idea how this gun appeared.

However, the huge gun body of nearly 30 centimeters reminded him all the time that this pistol could easily smash his head, which was no more difficult than breaking a cup.

At such a close distance, even a superpower could not withstand the power of the bullet!

"Brother, let's talk it over." Mengshan was scared, his tone was soft, and he was no longer aggressive.

However, Shen Bei smiled calmly.

He pulled the trigger directly!

Click!

Mengshan's ferocious face was suddenly sluggish, alternating between blue and white.

He never expected that the man in front of him would shoot so decisively!

But... as expected, after the trigger sounded, there was no louder gunshot.

Mengshan, a strong man who had fainted from fear, fell to the ground, knocked over two tables, and knocked over several bottles and countless cups.

The screams of women in the bar came one after another. It was unclear whether they were mocked by Mengshan's cowardice or cheering for Shen Bei.

Shen Bei picked up the bottle of expensive brandy on the table, poured some on the muzzle of the gun, and then lit a cigarette.

He did not open the drum until the light blue flame burned out, and then reloaded the six bullets in the palm of his right hand.

Rock laughed: "You are really good."

Shen Bei pulled the corner of his mouth: "Save the good work for me next time."

"You want to use guns to prove that you are not weaker than the superpowers? Shen Bei, sober up, you are really drunk."

Shen Bei said: "Who said it well."