Doomsday layman

Chapter 296

To expand the number of followers to [-], you need to consume [-] points. Do you want to expand?

Facing Futu's cold question, Liu Lang chose to expand the capacity without thinking about it.

After a while. ． ．

The expansion has been completed, and the upper limit of your followers has been expanded to 2000.

Liu Lang continued to communicate with the Buddha: Inquire about the progress of the analysis of the hungry ghost.

'Please wait. ． ． '

'Hungry ghost's analysis progress is [-]%, the analysis has been completed, and relevant followers can be ordered. '

Pretty!

Liu Lang checked and found that after the expansion, there were still more than 7 points left.

He did not rush to operate, but issued another order: to inquire about new transformation projects and new types of customized retinues.

A few days ago, he killed a few fire-breathing corpses and got the relevant fragments, which should be able to activate new transformation projects and custom servants.

'Please wait.'

'The search is complete. '

'It has been detected that the item that can be modified is [Fire Finger Gun], which needs to consume two pieces of fire-breathing corpses and [-] points. '

'The following items have been detected that can be customized:
Mass-produced follower: Flame Ghost.Requires [-]% fire-breathing corpse resolution. '

Tsk, this fire-breathing corpse is indeed lower than the hunter, and no one has more points, and even fewer related modification items and customized follower options than others.

There is only one type of transformation project, and there are only mass-produced types of custom-made followers, and no growth type.

Forget it
Liu Lang thought about it, and then gave orders one after another.

He first accommodated 1 subordinates, which consumed more than [-] points.

Afterwards, one hundred of the subordinates were converted into barbaric forts. Each barbaric fort needed [-] points, so [-] points were spent.

Immediately afterwards, Liu Lang genetically modified Song Xia and Mark to be suitable for the [Fire Finger Gun] project. In this way, these two subordinates who use guns have attack methods even if they have no bullets, which improves their skills somewhat. fighting power.

After some operations, Liu Lang only had [-] points left.

In the end, analyzing the fire-breathing zombie cost him another [-] points and two related fragments.

Looking at the Futu's information again, Liu Lang has changed from a 'rich' rich man to a 'poor guy' again!
The intercom in the back pocket of the butt rang: "Boss, I have prepared what you want. Where are you, hurry up and take a look."

This is Han Zhong's voice.

Liu Lang took out the walkie-talkie: "Got it, you wait for me downstairs, I'll come down now."

After finishing speaking, Liu Lang walked towards the stairs, and then sighed: "Damn, next time I won't run to the rooftop. There are more than ten floors, and there is no elevator. I will break my leg."

When he came downstairs, Liu Lang saw Han Zhong and the others. Next to them was a big iron ball, which was about the same size as the prototype in the laboratory, and even looked similar.

This is a fake made by Han Zhong according to the prototype machine in the laboratory. It has to be said that Han Zhong's eyesight and hands-on ability are very strong, and the things he made are almost fake.

If it is not disassembled and inspected by professionals, it is impossible to tell whether it is true or false.Liu Lang didn't believe it. Zhu Xing would be robbed tomorrow, and the goods could be inspected on the spot.

Nodding, Liu Lang gave Han Zhong a thumbs up: "Old Han, you have nothing to say about your skills."

Han Zhong laughed and said a few words of self-effacing.

Liu Lang issued an order, and fifty ordinary followers came out from nearby streets and alleys.Looking at these subordinates who were almost like living corpses, Han Zhong and the others felt a chill down their backs.

Regardless of their feelings, Liu Lang asked Han Zhong to remove a part of the iron ball, which turned out to be hollow.

Then he let the three subordinates get in and let them stay inside, and asked Han Zhong to recover the iron ball.

Reinstalling the components, Han Zhong asked puzzledly, "Boss, what are you?"

Liu Lang grinned and said, "They have their own magical effects. As for Song Ling, I asked him to bring some things over."

Speaking of Cao Cao, Cao Cao came.

A small truck squeaked and stopped on the street not far away. Song Ling jumped out of the car and opened the cargo compartment at the back: "Boss, I'll bring you all the things you want."

Liu Lang nodded and asked Han Zhong and the others to help.Han Zhong looked into the cargo compartment, and inside were a set of clothes, as well as a batch of rifles and pistols for civilian use.

Han Zhong was even more confused, not knowing what Liu Lang was going to do.

Liu Lang pointed to the dozens of ordinary retinues: "Do me a favor and put on clothes and equipment for them."

After a while of busy work, these servants all changed their appearance. They changed out of their original tattered clothes and pants, and many of the servants wore sunglasses on their faces, blocking their gray eyes.

Those who didn't wear sunglasses also put on hats, and then carried rifles and pistols. They looked no different from ordinary people.

Liu Lang took a few steps back, inspected these subordinates, and made some adjustments, letting them smoke and drink, making them look more 'popular'.

"Okay, that's all for the preparations, and the next thing is to wait for the big show to start tomorrow!"

Liu Lang snapped his fingers: "Let's go back to the base."

Throwing these followers and the big iron ball outside the Panlong Building, Liu Lang took Han Zhong and others away.

The night passed quickly.

A new day arrived as expected.

Today is the day to make an appointment with Zhu Xing!
Early in the morning, various voices rang out in Zhuquan Village.The man's yelling, the sound of a car engine starting
With a butcher's knife in his waist, a shotgun in his hand, a red cloth strip tied around his head, and a cigarette in his mouth, Li Yingjie strode out of the small building.

Without further ado, he jumped into an off-road vehicle, remembered something, and yelled into the building: "Monkey, where are the flags I asked you to draw last night? Take them out quickly and plug them into every car!"

"I'm coming."

The monkey ran out with several big and small guys, all of them were holding homemade flags one after another.

These flags vary in size, but the patterns on them are all similar, except for the obvious word "coiled dragon", and a wolf's head pattern drawn with red paint on the side.

This was confessed by Zhu Xing, so as not to be mistaken for enemies by other forces, these flags were inserted on each car for easy identification.

After the flags were all inserted, Li Yingjie waved his hand: "Brothers, let's go. Prick up your ears today and hear everything I said clearly. Otherwise, don't blame me if you lose your life!" "

"I know."

"Know it."

Forty or fifty gang members yelled and responded in unison, and then got into the car one after another.

Li Yingjie sat in the co-pilot seat of the off-road vehicle, and Monkey drove. With this off-road vehicle as the leader, Red Wolf helped the convoy drive out of Zhuquan Village in a mighty manner.Along the provincial road, head towards Weishui City.

At about this time, in several other places around Weishui City, a convoy also left their strongholds and set off for Weishui!

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