The First Strong Control In History

  Chapter 35 Unfounded Friend Card

  The Forest of Smokers is getting worse.

   Not only Zhang Xiner noticed it, even Yuan Bei and the two who had never been here before felt a little uneasy.

  In the afternoon and evening, the entire dimensional space seemed to be rioting. Seven or eight ethnic groups in a row were in turmoil, which cast a haze on their joint training.

  There are more and more smokers who are alone, and Zhang Peng is also injured, and his paw is scratched by a white smoker like crazy. Fortunately, the injury is not serious, and he is being bandaged at this time.

   "As soon as it's daylight, we're out."

   Zhang Xiner leaned against the tree and spoke.

  The rest of the people nodded quietly.

  She already had the idea of ​​exiting the dimensional space long ago, but after being interrupted by several waves in a row, the time has come to night.

   "The forest of smokers at night belongs to the smokers."

   This has always been the rule of survival in the Smokey Forest.

  Different from the talent of the white smoke ghost, who needs fog to work, the talent of the black smoke ghost is night concealment. To put it bluntly, it is to hide his body in the dark.

   Apart from this, there is no difference between a white smoker and a black smoker.

  Although the two smokers are the same strange beast, their habits are completely different. The white smoke ghost hunts during the day, while the black smoke ghost hunts at night. What's more different is that the white smoke ghost is a group of strange beasts, while the black smoke ghost is a solitary beast.

  Yuan Bei sat on the side, but he was still thinking about something in his mind, staring blankly at the dark sky.

   There are no stars, no light, the sky seems to be blackened with ink, and there is no light at all.

  The night in the Smokey Forest was much quieter, but even more terrifying.

   "What do you think?"

   Zhang Peng finished bandaging, looked at Yuan Bei and asked.

   "I want to learn a weapon when I go back this time."

  Yuan Bei said: "I found that I am too weak."

"Ok?"

  Zhang Peng was stunned, and then laughed: "You are already strong enough, I know why you use your skills crazily in class."

   "Your skills are used too fast, and most people can't react at all."

  Yuan Bei didn't speak.

   Think what you like!

   I'm not going to tell you I did that to level up!

   "Don't belittle yourself."

  On the other side, Yan Huohuo said quietly: "It doesn't matter if your skills are fast, your ability to grasp opportunities is very strong."

  Before there was a small-scale group riot of eight smokers, they had no choice but to fight against it. Yuan Bei pinched sleep from beginning to end with one hand, and finally directly put the smoker who had just popped out to sleep.

  The fog thinned instantly, and then several people wiped out all the remaining white smokers.

   Zhang Peng's injuries also came from there.

"Yes."

  Zhao Shiying also spoke at this time: "Sister Huohuo is right. In battle, opportunities are often fleeting. It doesn't work if you control your skills too early or too late."

  Yuan Bei: "..."

  What's the situation? Why did you boast about it!

  Yuan Bei was dazed by this sudden wave of praise.

   Am I so strong?

   Isn’t what you said what a **** should do?

  Thinking like this, he turned his gaze to Zhang Xiner on the other side.

it depends on you!

  Everyone is done boasting, the next step is to see your performance.

  Zhang Xiner said lightly: "We want to take the first place. Your strong control is indispensable, but learning a weapon is okay. After I go back, I will put it on the agenda."

  Yuan Bei nodded slightly.

   But he is sure of one thing now.

  I am really too strong!

  …

  The night is getting deeper and deeper.

  Yuan Bei quietly opened the system panel.

  Host: Yuan Bei

   Race: Human

  Gene: 65 squares (16/100)

  Gene lock: not open

  Skill: [Deep Sleep] Bronze (510/5000)

   There wasn’t much change, but what caught Yuan Bei’s eyes was the shiny sign in under the panel.

   It's already midnight the next day.

   "Sign in!"

  Yuan Bei no longer hesitated, and signed in directly.

"Ding!"

   "Sign in successfully!"

   "Experience +10"

   "Drawing +1"

  After thinking about it, Yuan Bei still directly added all his experience to his skills.

   "Lucky draw!"

   Yuan Xiaopang is not here today, speaking of it, this is also the second time he has not touched Yuan Xiaopang's head to draw a lottery...

  It feels quite amazing.

   It was a familiar feeling again. Countless items flashed in front of his eyes. Anyway, he looked like a hooligan. He didn’t show any face at all. Just showing you, Yuan Bei was used to it.

"Ding!"

   "Congratulations to the host, draw a special item [Unreal Life Friend Card]!"

Ok?

  Yuan Bei was shocked.

   Luck?

   Quickly opened the item description.

  [Nothing Friend Card]: Use it, you will get a friend.

   (The inventor Bi Zi is a severe autistic patient, in order to gain friendship, he invented this card.)

  Yuan Bei:? ? ?

What the hell?

   Don't want any face?

   Don’t you have a normal person among you? Crazy witch, autistic inventor?

  Yuan Bei is really confused, so why can't we give him something reliable? You just need a power pill, speed pill, small green pill or something!

   Convergence and restraint.

  Yuan Bei searched for a long time, but he couldn't find anything that said it could be used on people. It seemed that it was completely random.

  I no longer hesitated at the moment, and chose to use it directly with a thought.

   "Using the [Unreal Life Friend Card] successfully!"

   Watching the cards in the panel gradually shatter and disappear, a little bit of brilliance turned into fine powder and dissipated in the air.

   After feeling it for a long time, Yuan Bei didn't feel any change, so he rolled his eyes and left it alone.

  Maybe one day we will meet on the road?

  …

   And at the same time.

  A man with a height of about 1.6 meters, narrow and long eyes, and a man exuding a "depressed" air all over his body. He just walked into the dimensional space door, but his body paused slightly.

   "...Who is Yuan Bei?"

   "What's wrong with you?"

  A man in military uniform who was following him asked cautiously.

   "Are you the second person in charge of the Smokey Forest?"

  The man with hanging eyes squinted at him and asked calmly.

"Yes Yes!"

  The man in military uniform replied, feeling a little uneasy, he was up and down, he knew that the person in front of him was notoriously difficult to deal with among that group of people.

  If it weren't for some things that he couldn't solve in the Smokey Forest this time, the higher-ups wouldn't have sent this person here.

   As soon as I heard it was this person, my boss felt unwell immediately...

Ok.

feeling bad!

   "Since it is a task, I will naturally complete it, you don't have to follow me..."

  The man with hanging eyes said lightly: "Don't pretend to be afraid of me, human sophistication is meaningless here."

   "I'm not sick. Although it's only a bronze-level dimensional space, if the speaker is like this, I will be very distressed."

   "You should know, if the situation is true, but you only found out now, what will be the consequences."

  The speaker in military uniform looked serious, and his body straightened suddenly.

   "Eh... are you this tall?"

   From looking up to looking up, I was a little surprised.

a bit…

  It is a head and a half taller than the hanging eye...

  It was about the same height just now.

   "Ahem..."

  The man in military uniform coughed and coughed, his body gradually lowered, and he stopped when he dropped to almost the same level as hanging himself.

   "Just wait for me here, some little bugs, not very peaceful."

  Looking at the distant place with hanging eyes, he said lightly.

   "But the distance is very far, and I don't know how many of them there are..."

  The man in military uniform said hastily.

   "That kind of thing is not important, it's because you always think like this that there will be more and more bugs..."

  The body of the sling eye floated, and slowly floated up, like walking up the stairs, walking slowly towards the distance, but the voice slowly floated out.

   "No matter how many bugs there are... just crush them all to death."

   But at this time.

  Hanging his eyes, there was some doubt in his eyes.

   "Yuan Bei is my friend?"

   "I...do I have friends?"

   Please ask for a recommendation ticket. There is really no way for the handicapped. It takes more than two hours to complete a chapter. ...Does the gang with more than 10,000 daily updates have eight hands?

  (end of this chapter)