National Luck: Iron Man, the mechanical army sweeps everything

All the netizens looked at the three people on the screen, they were discussing the allocation of guards.

Beside the three of them, apart from Uncle Jiu with his outfit and Feng Qin carrying a toolbox, Sister Bao Er was almost empty-handed!
A snakeskin bag was sticking out, and I don't know what it contained.

Sister Baoer introduced happily:
"I prepared a cuan, cuan."

Netizens:? ? ?

What is Cuancuan?
Who knows, she took out a shovel from the snakeskin pocket.

Everyone almost vomited blood with anger.

: "Nimma, just a shovel!!!"

: "Still an ordinary shovel!"

: "What is she going to do? Playing with sand?"

Uncle Jiu also has black hair.

But Qin Feng never underestimated Sister Baoer.

Sister Baoer continued to introduce her abilities:

"Apart from "Awei's Eighteen Styles", what I am best at is burying people!"

puff……

Now, even Uncle Jiu couldn't help it anymore, and spat out a mouthful of old blood.

"Brother Qin, what about you? What do you know?"

Uncle Jiu asked Qin Feng again.

The latter said: "I can drive a mech."

"Mech...Mecha...Okay," Uncle Ninth was polite and didn't want to scold anyone, "Then, I'll be at the front, brother Qin will guard the second line of defense, and little sister will guard the gate of the country, do you think it's okay?"

He reserved the most dangerous position for himself and let Sister Bao'er stay behind.

If the two men are dead, it doesn't matter where Sister Bao'er is.

Of course, this is the opinion of Uncle Jiu and other citizens.

Qin Feng naturally quit, and he still has to rely on the battle to increase the similarity and become stronger.

"Uncle Nine, I'm young, and I'm safe in the mecha, so I'll be at the front."

Sister Baoer said indifferently:

"Anyway, I'll do whatever I want, just back off when you're in danger, with me around, there's no problem!"

Everyone in Longguo just watched the three live treasures arguing. Apart from complaining, they could only prepare for the monster attack.

At this moment, the reminder of the battlefield echoed in everyone's ears.

"The random talent draw begins. The talents are gray, white, green, blue, purple, red, gold, and the colors range from low to high. The multipliers of attribute points are different, and the probability is also from high to low. Talents can be upgraded by killing monsters."

"Once the guardian's talent is determined, it cannot be changed."

: "I'll go, there's still a talent draw?"

: "What stuff? I am Kangkang!"

: "The golden talent should be the strongest and the lowest probability, right?"

Suddenly, a turntable appeared in front of the guards.

Almost all the guards couldn't wait to turn the turntable.

Qin Feng is no exception.

"There is still talent? Doesn't that mean I have two golden fingers?"

He spun the dial, and the talent draw began to spin.

The gray area is the largest, followed by the white area.

The smallest golden area is barely wider than the lottery pointer.

"Congratulations, you have won the purple talent, and all attributes of your body are +20."

Qin Feng frowned, the one he drew was not gold!

"Where is the halo of the protagonist of Lao Tzu? Isn't the gold color prepared for me?"

"Ding, the host's degree of self-esteem and narcissism +1, the similarity of playing Iron Man +2, rewards: various physical attributes +10."

Qin Feng: "emmm... It doesn't seem to be a big deal, just increase the similarity. Those with golden talent are only +50."

If you win the gold, you can get ten times the physical fitness of ordinary people.

Whether it is strength, agility or endurance, it is ten times that of ordinary people!
While muttering, Sister Bao'er giggled:

"Little brother, look at me! I won the white one!"

Among the words, I was quite happy.

Qin Feng was speechless.

"White is only +4."

However, as if you are free, this little addition, even if it is golden, seems to be dispensable to Sister Baoer.

"Pindao is the same as Brother Qin, also purple!"

Uncle Jiu was extremely excited!

In an environment like the National Games battlefield, and with such an opportunity, I am afraid that my Taoism can improve a lot!

"Fortunately, the aura here is rich, and it is a good place for cultivation."

"Aura?"

Qin Feng frowned, and was about to ask carefully, when Sister Bao'er also said:
"That's right, I'm still jio. It's much easier to breathe here. There's a lot of Qi."

Seeing Qin Feng's puzzled expression, Uncle Jiu explained:
"Qi is also called Qi. It is also called Lingqi or Yuanqi. No matter how you call it, it exists in the heaven and the earth, more or less."

Qin Feng couldn't understand them, and couldn't feel the existence of Qi.

Anyway, my mecha is enough for the time being.

If the similarity continues to increase and you get the Mark50 nano-mech, it will be so cool!

That is an existence that can stand up to the Purple Sweet Potato Essence, comparable to a god.

hum!

If you develop the aura of Uncle Jiu and Sister Bao'er, then even monks from other worlds will have to kneel down and sing Conquer when they see Lao Tzu.

"The first wave of impact on the National Games battlefield will start in three hours. Guardians, please make final preparations."

The battlefield reminder sounded again.

Qin Feng suggested: "There are still a few hours, let's go and rest first."

Sister Bao'er yawned: "That's right, I fell asleep and didn't sleep, so I was sent to this place. I'll take a nap first."