The Wonderful Journey of the Elf

Lan Fang also knew that he couldn't control so much, so he could only hand over the leftover soup in his hand to the leader of the unruly kid. He also figured out that this guy was definitely the leader among the hundreds of kid around here, and even He is the boss, at least he should be the strongest in terms of strength.

Unruly Kid No. 1 happily took the plastic bag containing the leftover soup and found that there was no dirt in the soup. He was so excited that he closed the lid inside, then left the crowd and ran to a small room next door that was second only to the "Instructor's Room" Inside, he put away his things and ran out again at the speed of light.

Immediately afterwards, the unruly little kid put on a serious expression and shouted to the other little ghosts, "Start lining up."

"line up"

"line up"

The voice was slowly passed on by the little ghosts one by one, and the other little ghosts immediately gathered in the center of the square and began to arrange themselves in an orderly manner.

Lan Fang also understood what was going on through the computer in the "Instructor's Room". He didn't say anything more, but just looked at the wall quietly, watching the actions of these brats.

A few minutes later, a team of hundreds of imps was lined up. They were divided into dozens of rows, with ten people in each row. They looked extremely spectacular.

The unruly kid was standing in the first row, obviously the first one. With his serious expression, it was like seeing a soldier on TV on Earth.

Lan Fang slowly walked to the front and observed the little devils lined up leisurely. He found that the closer they were to the front, the cleaner they were dressed and the healthier their skin color was. On the contrary, they were dirty and thin, indicating different levels.

Although Lan Fang knew that he was a fake instructor, but when things got to this level, he could only act like a duck, and no one would expose him anyway, so he planned to learn from the old Capone boss in Manjin City. Posture, ready to lecture.

However, when he really stood at the front, Lan Fang couldn't say anything. After all, this was not an alliance competition, and these people were not spectators. They were just members of the Rockets' death camp. The pressure of standing at the front was real. It's very uncomfortable. It seems that this boss is really difficult to be a boss.

Lan Fang thought for a while, but still didn't know what to say. He thought of the scene of their independent training, and then remembered that they had never seen him before, and he suddenly had an idea.

"I know you haven't seen me, and I haven't seen you either, so I won't say anything more. Later, let me see how you have been training recently, and I will give you a certain reward based on your performance. award."

After hearing this, the little ghosts who were lining up were all excited, but they still stood still. It was obvious that they had received strict training since childhood.

The little girl in the back row clenched her fists tightly and decided to behave well later.

Lan Fang, who had participated in the Rockets' rookie camp and league competition, was very good at arranging battles. He took the computer and started to randomly select the battle numbers of these brats, let them compete against each other, and set up corresponding rewards.

As for the numbers of these kiddies, it’s easy to determine. Just use the numbers ranked by other instructors according to their strength. Anyway, as long as they haven’t left the Dead Soldiers’ Camp, the kiddies here rarely use their own names. They usually use code names for each other. call.

Among them, No. 1, the strongest kid in the No. 8 Death Soldier Camp, is the unruly kid who greeted Lan Fang before. According to the information left in the "Instructor's Room", this kid's original name was "Muramasa" and he was born three years ago. The kid who was brought into the Death Soldier Camp from Chenghua City is now almost years old.

As for the others, they are all similar. They have been in the camp for about three years, and their ages are between 3 and 78. They are all street children or orphans from various places in the Fengyuan area.

Originally, Lan Fang just read some information and continued to arrange for these brats to fight, but after a few games of novices pecking each other, he suddenly saw that the little girl who was beaten by several brats at the beginning was selected. out.

Lan Fang subconsciously looked at the information on the laptop brought out from the instructor's room. His eyes suddenly opened wide and he was completely confused.

No. 416

Formerly known as Fang Xiaolin

Age 8 years old

Origin: She was the youngest daughter of a flower shop owner in Zijin City. Her mother was one of the members of the Lava Team lurking in Zijin City. Due to her identity being exposed, the flower shop opened by her father was attacked by the Marine Team. Her parents and brother were therefore He passed away and was fostered in an orphanage under the organization. After nearly a year of review and confirmation that he had no other relatives, he was brought to the No. 1140 Dead Soldier Camp by the "Shadow Bee" in August 8 of the Alliance Calendar.

"Damn it, Fang Xiaolin, I was actually tricked into Fang Xiaolin's past by Celebi."

Lan Fang's eyes were full of shock, and he suddenly had a bad premonition.

Since he is in Fang Xiaolin's past, doesn't it mean that Fang Xiaolin is probably in his own past?

What did the rabbi want to do at this time?

At night, in the slums south of Manjin City

Fang Xiaolin, with blue hair and black clothes, stood near the ruins and took back the earth floating beside him. He looked at the dilapidated buildings around him and the bright lights in the distance. He was puzzled and felt a little nostalgic at the same time.

"How did I get here? What is this place?"

Fang Xiaolin muttered to himself, not knowing why he suddenly came to this place when he was clearly in the valley.

Near a dilapidated building not far away, several imps were lying on the ground. One of them pointed at Fang Xiaolin in front and shouted, "Sukeda, look there is someone standing there."

The leader, Sukeda, looked at the figure in front of him, and kept looking at something with his eyes that had already adapted to the darkness. He said to the kid who just spoke, "Wu Bu, I have never seen this person, have you seen him?"

Wu Bu, who was relatively thin, observed carefully and replied, "Boss Sukeda, I have never seen this person before, and I can tell by looking at her clothes that she is definitely not from our slums. She is probably from out of town." Lost people traveling in the city.”

Sukeda nodded. He thought the same thing. He thought for a few seconds and said, "How about we go grab her things? She is so well-dressed and must have a lot of money. Then we can sell the unused things to Fatty Wang. This year We are all sure to have a good year.”

Wu Bu was still relatively timid at this time and hesitantly said, "She is dressed so well, so there must be elves. What if we can't defeat them? Should we go to Grandpa Hu and the others for help?"

Sukeda thought for a while, shook his head and said, "It's better not to do it. Grandpa Hu's feet have long been lame. It's better not to trouble his old man. Besides, if we go back to find someone to help, what if this person runs away?"

An expression of realization suddenly appeared on Wu Bu's face, and he said with admiration, "Boss Sukeda is right, so let's just go up and grab him and run away, lest this person is discovered by the Miao Miao family, and they will be in trouble."

Sukeda nodded, glanced at the others, and found that they were all staring at him, waiting for him to make a decision, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, let's sneak over."

After everyone heard this, they immediately murmured some words to Ratada beside them, and then started to slowly approach Fang Xiaolin, who was thinking, with the help of the terrain.

The Wonderful Journey of the Elf