Super Weapon Exchange System

The heavy rain did not stop people's enthusiasm. After all, the nuclear power technology of the country is the most advanced in the world.

Qin watched the others lift up their umbrellas gracefully and put on the raincoat silently.

Umbrellas look very free and easy, but whoever uses umbrellas in heavy rain is a fool.

As Morris was talking, he was the first to walk out. He walked to the door of the car, opened the umbrella, and then continued to walk forward. The rain fell on his feet and his leather shoes were soaked in an instant. Then, suddenly, A strong wind blew, and the shape of his umbrella changed instantly.

Just now, the top of the mushroom was up, but now, the umbrella surface has been blown up, and the skeleton of the umbrella has also been blown up. The entire umbrella, the top of the mushroom is down, as if it was turned one hundred and eighty. Degree, like turning over.

Morris had disregarded the gentleman and grace, spread his legs and ran forward hard, and finally ran into the corridor before he was soaked.

Damn, the weather!

Seeing what happened to Morris, the other people in the car didn't dare to get off, so they could only look at Qin Guan, wearing a raincoat, rolling up his trousers, and walking slowly as if he were working on the ground.

Umbrellas are afraid of wind, but raincoats are not.

Xiucai and Qin Guan walked down together. The two of them walked step by step. The big raindrops on the poncho made people feel a little heavy. This is not to inspect the disaster area, can't it be done for another day?

I can’t blame everyone. I was fine when I got on the bus, but who knew it was like this now.

The two of them walked over, and the other people in the car could only stare at them.

Looking at this scene, Qin Guan took off his poncho and said to Xiucai: "Xiucai, lend my poncho to Mr. Amir."

Xiucai went back and handed it to Amir, who was grateful and walked down.

"This is the control room of our nuclear power plant." Morris put on the overalls handed by his assistant. His coat was already wet, and it was really uncomfortable when the cold wind blew.

"This weather, it should have snowed," Qin Guan said.

This is winter!

In Ji Country, due to the influence of the Mediterranean climate, the temperature is above zero for most of the winter, so it rains in winter. This situation is also common.

Even in certain weather in winter, the climate will be relatively hot.

But now, this torrential rain is too severe. As long as there is a torrential rain, the temperature will drop. When the temperature drops, won't it turn into snow?

Qin Guan couldn't help but say that there are songs in later generations, and I went to the north of the island to watch the rain in winter. Now, I am visiting the country of Ji to watch the rain in winter, and I haven't even seen a decent snow.

"Snow, it's snowing!" At this moment, Amir suddenly said.

Snow?

Qin Guan was quite strange. He raised his head, and sure enough, the raindrops in the sky were getting less and less, and above, white snowflakes could already be seen, slowly forming.

Whatever he said, he has become an almighty God.

Qin Guan was also quite surprised, and at this moment, Amir actually ran outside.

What does this guy want to do?

Qin Guan was quite strange. At this moment, the people from the other date palm countries who were still hiding in the car from the rain actually got out of the car!

They stretched out their hands and looked at the snowflakes falling from the sky, looking quite curious.

It's snowing, what's so good about it? In our grassland city, the snow is often half a meter thick, and the road will be closed when the snow hits.

Qin Guan couldn't help thinking in his heart. At this moment, he suddenly wanted to understand that he didn't care about snow, but these people from the date palm country had never seen snow before.

In their place, winter is almost the same as summer in Prairie City. How can it snow?

Thinking of this, the actions of these people can be understood.

"Wow, wow, wow." At this moment, in his brain, the queen was shaking a cup of bamboo sticks, and then one of the bamboo sticks finally fell out from the middle.

Zhou Hou immediately bent over and picked up the bamboo skewers with slender fingers. When he saw the words on the bamboo skewers, Zhou Hou's bright eyes suddenly revealed worried eyes and frowned.

"It's signing." Zhouhou said.

When the signing was signed, when he heard this, the master also frowned: "It seems that this trip will be full of risks."

"What are you talking about? Is my love in danger?" At this moment, Lisa also came over, looking at the ancient oriental divination, she couldn't help feeling curious.

"The unique weather is already predicting something. From the perspective of the hexagram, this trip is probably not good." The post master said.

"You people in the Central Plains like to do this kind of divination. What's the use? Your own strength is the most important thing. As long as you are strong, why are you afraid of signing a lot." Hearing the three of them, the old man came to join in the fun. , It's too boring to be alone, and when the old man finds that these three like to get together, of course he has to sing the opposite of them.

"This statement is very wrong. It is clear that Fang understands the mystery, seeks good luck and avoids evil, and keeps it. Occupation has its own track, common sense in the world introduces good and bad. To argue and solve doubts must be clear and rational, and there is no position in the sky. The art of heaven and earth can absorb the mystery of the good fortune of the heavens and the earth. It has its own spirit and randomness and the truth of nature. Heaven has its own gods, to the extreme of emptiness. Purely from nature."

Hearing this long series of words, the old hero of the prairie frowned. Who can understand what this said is literal.

No longer playing with you, the old man rode a wooden horse, left the three of them, and said: "If divination is really useful, why didn't you fortune telling how many years your country can live?"

The postmaster suddenly changed his complexion, and he was inadequate and conspiracy, and you don't understand it!

"Hey, what's the matter?" Sensing confusion in his brain, Qin Guan came in and interjected.

"My husband, my husband just fortune-telling, maybe it is a bad omen." Zhouhou said.

bra? None of you wear a bra, Qin Guan shook his head: "I am an atheist."

Qin Guan is an atheist, and at the same time, this is also his mission. No matter what is in front of him, he must move forward. Besides, what is he afraid of?

Search mentally, open! If there are people who are particularly high-spirited and concealed, they must be disadvantageous to themselves.

No one can take a disadvantage to himself, no killer can do it. After harvesting his spirit, what tricks can he play?

Around, everything is normal.