Code Zero Nine

　　　　 early morning.

　　 Han Feng arrived at the unit as usual.

　　嗖!

　　 Uncle Zhang came out in a wheelchair, "Morning."

　　?

　　 Han Feng asked a question mark, why is Uncle Zhang in a wheelchair again! ! !

　　 "You are..."

"Hi."

　　 Uncle Zhang waved his hand domineeringly, "Didn't you go out for dinner yesterday? After you left, a table of people came to the next table. It was too noisy. We didn't like it, so we had a fight with them."

　　Han Feng: "???"

very good.

　　 The standard ‘what are you looking at, what’s up with you, if you look at it again, try bang bang bang".

"Oh, right."

　　 "You came right in time."

　　 Uncle Zhang waved his hand, "A leader in the headquarters has asked you again, so stay with me."

　　Han Feng:→_→

　　……

soon.

　　 A fat senior about fifty years old ran over.

　　 "Hello, senior."

　　 Han Feng greeted him.

"Hello."

　　 The fat senior smiled, "I'm about to go to work, I don't say much nonsense, I'll just ask, do you remember the last Sands game?"

"remember."

　　 Han Feng nodded slightly.

　　 The last time he checked, this sand table competition is the most important game for sand table masters, especially for sand table masters who need research and qualifications.

Very important!

　　 "We still hope you can participate on behalf of the Urban Construction Bureau."

　　 The fat senior said.

"Not interested in."

　　 Han Feng refused very decisively.

　　 "Come on, look at the reward first."

　　 The fat senior smiled.

　　 He remembered that Han Feng, the child, valued resources very much.

"Oh?"

　　 Han Feng paused.

award……

　　 Then.

　　 He took the things in his hand, and was surprised to find that the rewards of this sands table competition were really good, rich energy compression liquid, and precious sand table design drawings.

Oh……

　　 There are also various sandboxing skills.

　　 Even if Han Feng is a soy sauce, it is more meaningful to him.

pity.

　　Han Feng took a look at the entire competition process and time, and saw those preliminaries, preliminary rounds, x-matches and the like, and some scalp tingling.

　　 "Don't go!"

　　Han Feng is very decisive.

"Hi."

　　 The fat senior smiled slightly and said confidently, "A bucket of energy liquid."

　　 "Don't go."

　　 "Two barrels?"

　　 "Don't go for a few barrels!"

　　Han Feng is very decisive.

joke.

　　 This competition cycle is too long, he really can't participate.

"Hey?"

　　 The fat senior was a little surprised.

and many more.

　　 Didn’t that guy say...

　　 "Really not going?"

　　 The fat senior asked cautiously, "Three or three barrels?"

　　Han Feng: "……"

　　 Does he think the seniors at the Urban Construction Bureau headquarters have any misunderstandings about him?

　　 "Senior."

　　 Han Feng smiled bitterly, "It's not a resource issue, I really don't have so much time."

"All right."

　　 The fat senior can only leave with regret.

only.

　　 Far away, the fat senior called and cursed remotely as he walked, "Don’t you mean Han Feng can’t walk as long as he sees the energy liquid?!"

　　 "You liar!"

　　 "People don't even look at it when they open their eyes!"

　　 The fat senior left angrily.

　　? ? ?

　　 Han Feng's face turned black.

　　 Gan Li Niang!

　　 Is he the kind of person who sees resources with weak legs? !

　　 I'm a straight man of steel, and I won't be soft when I see a girl, let alone a mere resource!

　　……

　　 And this time.

　　Leader leaves.

　　 Uncle Zhang came over, "Did you not have breakfast?"

"Um."

　　 "No."

　　 Uncle Zhang handed over a scorched big sweet potato, "Han Feng, I know you are more motivated, but you must exercise restraint in this thing!"

"Oh."

　　Han Feng was honestly trained.

　　 "Look at your dark circles!"

　　 "Those who don't know thought you stole someone in the middle of the night!"

　　 Uncle Zhang is out of anger.

　　Han Feng: "……"

　　 Uncle Zhang’s vocabulary is getting more and more savage.

but.

　　 Speaking of stealing people, Uncle Zhang suddenly stunned, and whispered, a little excited, "Did you see Miss Tan yesterday...?"

　　 Han Feng looked blank.

　　 How are these two topics related? !

"No!!!"

　　Han Feng's face turned black, "I didn't see Miss Tan, and didn't steal anyone!!"

"Oh……"

　　 Uncle Zhang was a little disappointed.

"Ugh."

　　 "Young people, don't understand the preciousness of youth at all."

　　Uncle Zhang sighed, "If I were twenty years younger and someone like Miss Tan would like it, I'm afraid I have six children now..."

　　Han Feng: "???"

　　Could we not mention the sixth child? !

but.

　　Uncle Zhang also thought about it. Seeing that Han Feng and Miss Tan were progressing too slowly, he thought for a while, and then thought of the one who matched it last time.

　　 "Then how are you and Girl Yun?"

　　 Uncle Zhang whispered.

"pretty good."

　　Han Feng thought about it seriously, and said with satisfaction: "I can count her as half a master now."

　　 "???"

　　 Uncle Zhang is shocked, Master, Master?

　　Can the relationship develop like this now? ?

Well.

　　 Master’s words, one day as a teacher... a lifelong father...

　　 "Han..."

　　 Uncle Zhang just wanted to ask a question, and found that Han Feng had slipped away, and he couldn't laugh or cry. They were all looking for someone and no one introduced him!

　　 Where are the young people now?

　　 Don't give it to the target! ! !

　　 I heard that the children of the old Zhao family have to marry their own electric fans recently. What do they say this is a fetish marriage in the new era, and everyone should respect it...

Hey.

　　 I don’t know what’s going on now...

　　 "I hope Han Feng will not."

　　 Uncle Zhang is worried.

　　……

　　 And this time.

　　 Han Feng returned to the office with a sigh of relief.

　　 good fellow.

　　 The marriage of the older generation is really too fierce.

Well……

　　 Let's go to work first.

　　 Then.

　　 Han Feng skillfully finds out several daily tasks.

Um……

　　Elemental villa design.

simple.

　　 This kind of thing, which may be complicated for other people, can be hundreds of buildings in Han Feng's mind.

　　 Three minutes, complete.

the second……

　　 Element bathroom design?

　　Han Feng is a little puzzled, who? Want to design elements in the bathroom? ? ?

how.

　　Is the left **** hot and the right **** cold when going to the toilet? Or do you use the Sky Needle when you need to go to the toilet? It's ridiculous! but……

　　 Well, you are Party A, you have the final say.

brush!

brush!

　　 is just a design drawing.

　　 In just ten minutes, Han Feng completed today's task.

　　 soon.

　　Han Feng is preparing to practice. For the daily practice in the unit, a considerable part of the resources can be reimbursed, and of course he will not waste it.

only.

　　 The results of the morning training were not ideal.

　　 Practice this thing. Only by constantly moving forward and overcoming difficulties can you improve!

　　 As a fighting type of spiritual power, the training method is even more so. Only by continuous use and continuous training can it become stronger!

　　 He is now an E-level elementary sand and dust power super power, and F level elementary divine power super power. Directly sprinting to D-level is still too far away, but if the power of divine mind can smoothly break through E-level, his vitality will increase again for a year, leaving him more time to practice the power of sand and dust.

pity.

　　 The super-powerful combat skills of the power of mind, he will have a sand table of mind, a needle of mind...

　　 He tried to use these two tricks, but the improvement effect was very weak.

　　 For ordinary super players, it may be this way over time and gradually break through to the next level, but for Han Feng, it is really too slow!

　　Time is life, he doesn't want to waste it like this!

　　 Therefore, if he wants to improve quickly, he must find a suitable supernatural power combat skill.

　　The power of mind...

　　Super combat skills...

　　 Han Feng was lost in thought.

　　 "What do you think?"

　　 "Why haven't you eaten yet?"

　　 Uncle Zhang floated in again.

"fine."

　　 Han Feng glanced at the design drawings that had been placed for three hours, "Go in a while."

"Oh?"

　　 "Today's design drawing."

　　 Uncle Zhang saw the design drawing in front of Han Feng, took a look, and was very satisfied, "These buildings have levels, are the data completed?"

"Soon."

　　 Han Feng said calmly: "It must be done before get off work."

"good."

　　Uncle Zhang is very satisfied.

　　Han Feng, this child, dry goods are neat.

　　 Other people's work for two or three days can usually be completed in one day. Unlike those young people who spend a day fishing and paddling all day long, one design drawing is one day!

　　 "Where is Uncle Wang?"

　　 Han Feng quickly changed the subject.

　　 "Lecture is gone."

　　Uncle Zhang was full of emotions, "Now that the old Wang's identity is different, the major institutions in Tianfeng City are asking him to give lectures, and he is busy every day."

　　Han Feng:→_→

　　 This is what he didn't expect.

　　Who ever thought that Uncle Wang would have such an opportunity.

"so."

　　 Uncle Zhang whispered, "Han Feng, look, you can't help me get a background? Pharaoh is the **** of war, you can get me a war mad war demon or something."

　　 "……"

　　 Han Feng suddenly couldn't laugh or cry.

　　 What kind of war mad war beast!

　　 They only planned to fool the Tan family siblings, who knew it would develop into this!

"real."

　　 Uncle Zhang is very serious, "Actually, I also have a secret. I haven't recorded it for several years."

"Oh?"

　　Han Feng was curious, "Did you also break the stones?"

　　 "That's not true."

　　Uncle Zhang coughed, "However, before I participated in the training, I was fooled into a black coal mine and worked for several years. Later, the coal mine exploded and I escaped."

"and."

　　 "I checked."

　　 "The coal mine is gone, and my information may be gone."

　　 Uncle Zhang is mysterious.

　　 For the first time, he felt that going down to the coal mine had such a usefulness.

　　 "Mining?"

　　 Han Feng couldn't laugh or cry, "You are a superpower!"

　　 "I didn't learn it at the time. I learned theory and lighting cigarettes for several years in school..."

　　Uncle Zhang sighed~www.wuxiaspot.com~ If it were not for employment difficulties, how could he be fooled!

　　 "The environment back then was different from now."

　　Uncle Zhang shook his head, "The tears of the times...At that time, the Super Academy was different from now, and there was still a fee to learn basic super combat skills."

"Oh."

　　 Han Feng expressed his understanding, "How did the coal mine explode?"

　　 "……"

　　 Uncle Zhang was silent.

for a long time.

　　 He just spoke, seeming to be reminiscing about the painful past, "I vaguely remember that that day, the girl I liked in college married..."

　　Han Feng:→_→

　　This opening remark...

"Oh."

　　 Zhang Yang noticed Han Feng's expression and emphasized: "It's not your mother."

　　Han Feng: "……"

　　 I didn’t say anything!

　　 "Anyway."

　　 Zhang Yang continued, "The workers have all gone out for dinner, I have no appetite at all, and I am very upset, so I want to relieve my irritability..."

　　 "Who knew that the coal mine suddenly exploded."

　　 Uncle Zhang was full of emotion.

　　 He felt that he had also become the protagonist of the novel, and his fate was ill-fated.

"Oh."

　　 Han Feng suddenly thought of Zhang Shu's way to relieve his irritability.

　　 Then.

　　 He asked cautiously, "Uncle Zhang, how did you ease your emotions at the time?"

"Well……"

　　 Uncle Zhang pondered for a moment, "I can't remember it anymore."

　　 talking.

　　 He thought for a long time, but he still didn't expect that he waved his hand a little irritably, and subconsciously took out a cigarette. When he rubbed his fingers, the cigarette was lit, "Hey, who remembers the details of the year."

　　Han Feng:? ? ?