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When I opened my eyes again, the monkeys surrounded me.

Recalling what happened before, I immediately touched my body.

I made sure I didn't lack any arms or legs, so I straightened up.

In the deep pit aside, the two tree ladders have been evacuated.

The bodies of thirteen dead wolves were arranged irregularly in the pit.

I actually saw the little girl in the pit. The little girl was holding a wolf and crying.

I don't know which planet the race of the little girl is, but the emotions and sorrows seem to be similar to our expressions.

The monkey on the side patted me on the shoulder, when I looked back at it.

It handed over a booklet, screaming with teeth.

I took the booklet slowly, and the other monkeys also learned to dance with excitement.

The little girl yelled at this moment and scared me.

What was even more scary was that the ground began to tremble, trembling violently.

The docking planet actually began to break apart and turned into powder.

The monkeys patted me on the shoulder again, pointing in the direction of the little girl.

I looked at the little girl in the direction the monkeys were pointing. The little girl started to turn black and then cracked like a scorch.

The wolves in the pit that followed the blackening dissipated.

The booklet in my hand shook a few times, and the original black lv1 became a golden LV2.

The first reaction was that I upgraded. The second reaction was that the little girl and her planet all disappeared.

I won the first game, but there was another black sheet on the brochure at the moment.

There are eight full games waiting for me in the back, and now I seem to have nothing but the monkeys.

The previous grove, the face on which the fruit above was picked at this time in order to attack the wolf pack is totally non-existent.

After the little girl disappeared, I don't know if she died. However, it seems that there is no difference between the disappearance and death.

I opened the booklet and the small branch of carbon black was still inside.

There was another page of paper sandwiched with it, and the side of the paper had turned black.

I understand that this is the page where the monkey clipped my booklet to save my life. I picked up the branch of carbon black and wrote: Give me a few boxes of arms.

Blu-ray Dasheng then turned black.

The whistling sound was getting louder from my ears, and I raised my head.

Four huge boxes in the air fell straight down towards us.

Four boxes descended from the sky and fell heavily in front of me and the monkeys.

The monkeys swarmed up and started to move their hands against the box.

"Stop it for me."

"Stop me."

"Stop."

. . .

The monkeys calmed down after hearing my words, and I walked slowly to the box.

I felt the switch of the box and opened the lock.

After slowly pushing away, I opened my eyes.

All kinds of firearms appeared in front of me, I had never seen before.

I glanced at the booklet, and the black LV2 came into my eyes.

Sure enough, LV2 thinks how much better than LV1.

The four boxes here are estimated to be enough to arm thirteen monkeys.

While I was still thinking, the monkeys had gathered around and started reaching out to touch the gun.

"Stop me."

"Stop."

"under."

. . .

The monkey is very obedient, but the monkey's character is difficult to change.

I spent three hours researching these devices.

Then it was handed over to these monkeys a little bit, and it was already dark when these monkeys learned.

There is no way for these monkeys to have problems with their hands and feet. When guns are being taught here, gunshots can come from various strange places. After the bullets were loaded, they began to reload, and it was really a blessing that they did not injure themselves.

I originally thought that the four boxes of weapons were all firearms. After opening, I found that only two boxes were firearms.

The remaining two boxes, one box are auxiliary items such as body armor.

I took it out piece by piece and put it on each monkey. The monkeys didn't like bulletproof vests and helmets.

But under my orders, they obediently obeyed, and after wearing them one by one, it was a bit nondescript.

The size of these body armor is actually fit, the fourteen are big and small just match me and these monkeys.

There are digital numbers on the helmet. With these numbers, I can clearly recognize each monkey. It feels much better than before, I told the monkey the number of each monkey.

When he heard that he had a name, the monkey gritted his teeth and danced. I do n’t know if the monkeys really like their performance, but it is really convenient for me.

The place where my helmet monkey puts numbers is actually LV2.

The other box was something like a mine grenade, and I took a grenade in my pocket.

I called the monkeys and helped me turn the mine box 180 degrees.

And said to all the monkeys: "No one should touch this box. I won't recognize it as a monkey when I touch it."

"Acknowledge this monkey."

"This monkey."

. . .

The monkeys vowed to nod their heads more diligently than rattles.

It is really not intended to teach and use the back pressure on the ground.

The nature of this group of monkeys is not bad, but there is no chance to change the problem of ADHD.

The self-discipline brought by teaching firearms has scared me. In case of playing grenades and burying mines, I forgot where to hurt myself and what to do.

Then I consolidated the use of guns three times, and gave fixed guns according to the number on the helmet.

The types of firearms that each monkey can use are specified because there are too many types. I can't guarantee that I can use it flexibly, let alone these monkeys. One kind of monkey, make sure they will use the wrong one to produce misoperation.

The grove is still there, but the food is scarce and pitiful.

I distributed the food according to the performance, and it didn't make a monkey hungry.

At night, all monkeys fell asleep after playing tired.

The bullets were almost 90% destroyed. The remaining bullets were only enough for these monkeys to fill the guns in their hands.

I am not very sleepy, looking up at the stars in the monkey heap.

I was thinking that if this group of monkeys were with me, it would make me feel fulfilled all the time on this planet. Otherwise, I really do n’t know what I ’m going to do. I might just turn around and hang it on the tree.

Looking at the monkey group behind me, I thought that the cleverness of LV1 could make this group of monkeys obedient. Then try the cleverness of LV2 and LV3 to see if this group of monkeys can evolve from monkey to human.

Of course, when I think of being smart, I am also afraid.

This group of monkeys listen to me now, will there be a day of resistance.

After being smart enough, can my booklet teach this group of monkeys. Or would the monkey take advantage of my inattention to steal my booklet? Or maybe you can teach a confidant to come out and use the booklet to resurrect or help me when something goes wrong.

I didn't feel sleepy at all. As soon as it was dawn, I watched the opposite planet slowly fly towards our planet.

I lowered my body and the two planets collided together.

Violent trembling sounded, and the ground began to vibrate.

The monkeys were awake and a monkey opened fire on the planet.

The rest of the monkeys fired one by one, and I wanted to stop it too late.

"Stop, what are you doing? The enemy hasn't appeared yet."

"Not yet."

"Now."

. . .

The password should be simple and easy to understand. I remember I said that when I saw the enemy, I shot. Did the monkeys see the planet as an enemy?

Thirty seconds after the war, the monkeys had shot all the bullets in the gun without seeing the enemy.

I was still praising their goodness last night, and I was worried that they would be usurped after they became smart. Now think about it, I really think too much.

The monkeys were dressed neatly and hid all the guns and hid behind me.

This scene seemed familiar to me, I was holding Sha Ying carrying 98k froze in place.

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