Magic card gods

Talking about the past and drinking with the five members of the Virgin Mary's Rose team, Wei Yuan talked about finding the child by the way.

Because Rogo's camp has a defensive magic circle, which will interfere with the guide fairies, the little girl can only be sensed in a small area, so he can only ask the various forces in the camp to pay attention.

Sister Li Na was very warm-hearted, and she patted her chest and said that the matter was left to her.

Naturally, Wei Yuan couldn't help but express that it was a pleasure to ask someone to do something.

Wei Yuan sent several people some food, drink and supplies.

Twelve years have passed since the Great Cataclysm, and Huanglong City has long since run out of much production materials.

Some non-survival necessities have also been drastically reduced. Things like cigarettes, luncheon meat, ham sausage, instant noodles, canned fruit, and soft drinks are all in short supply.

Wei Yuan either didn't make a move, or he was not stingy when he made a move. There were several boxes of things, which embarrassed the five of them.

For Wei Yuan, he has a leather bag with inscriptions to carry it, and he has a little squirrel disease and feels insecure, so he brought a lot of survival supplies from Tianyuan City.

If you can sell favors with something that is very cheap to you, you will not hesitate to bring capitalists.

Madong Bar is a relatively famous bar in Luo Ge's camp, and it is the favorite place for those professionals.

They are here to communicate, form teams, and exchange information. Especially people from the Jiuli tribe like Li Na, the bold sister, almost regard this place as their stronghold.

While Wei Yuan and the others were communicating, the two singers who sang Errenzhuan stepped off the stage, and a young man dressed in fancy clothes came onto the small stage.

It's not that there are no foreigners in Luo Ge's camp. This city was also the provincial capital before, so it's normal to have some foreign friends.

However, a small number of foreigners either died in the cataclysm and its subsequent monsters, or were integrated into this civilization early in this ordeal.

So this young man was dressed in a Western-style opera singer's costume, which seemed a little weird.

He doesn't feel it, or doesn't care. He hugged a guitar, sat on a high chair, played and sang to himself.

They sang the kind of epic stories, such as "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhssesses, there was a great hhhhhhhh" and so on.

It's a bit like the Sanxianshu and Dagushu of the Celestial Dynasty.

Don't tell me, this young man is above the level, whether it's expression, movement or singing, he is very attractive. It's quite fascinating not to make the tempered drinking buddies present angry.

Twelve years of catastrophe, where are there such professional entertainers? Many people stopped to clink glasses and listened quietly.

Wei Yuan was naturally attracted by it, he could feel the energy level of this young man, level 1 8!

This is a carder!

The ability Wei Yuan cultivated as a fortifier can perceive various energies, especially sensitive to energy levels.

Years of experience in the black market made him guess what was going on with this young man.

This young man should be bound to the profession card "Troubler"!

It must be explained that Katu is by no means a profession that only knows about fighting and has only one way to go.

In fact, there are also a lot of card disciples who are in charge of production and logistics, just like before Wei Yuan worked as an intensifier for three years and was promoted to level 1.

And this troubadour is not a main battle route. Similar branches can enhance their energy levels and even acquire new abilities through a method called "deduction".

The so-called deduction is to play the profession that one represents. The more involved and realistic the performance, the better the effect.

Like the one in front of me, some drinkers were happy to hear it, and threw a lot of coins on the stage, and his energy level was fluctuating...

I'm so envious of Wei Yuan's eyes on the side!

It would be great if the code words can also increase the energy level. I will promote the web articles to the heavens, and I will be able to dominate everything by relying on the code words!

Well, Wei Yuan was a "professional gunslinger" before time travel, and wrote online novels for the "original author"...

The chicken leg on one side is even more engrossed and absorbed, even the young lady's plump chest can't attract it.

Drumstick: This is art! Wei Yuan, I understand...

...

The next day, Wei Yuan replenished supplies and set off with Hao Mengmeng and chicken legs.

Hao Mengmeng rubbed her head while driving, her long, fluffy ears were hanging close to the back of her head.

She's a bit on top~

Yesterday she drank more than ten glasses of beer, the kind of draft beer. He was already drunk when he went back, and it was Wei Yuan who carried him back.

At that time, he had already drunk Duanpian, and he still doesn't remember the incident of jumping and jumping after drinking too much, pulling Wei Yuan's clothes to ride a big horse.

Wei Yuan said: I really admire my own character! If it were another person, would he still be able to hold on? Today next year, this silly rabbit will already be a mother!

"Mengmeng, do you know who Confucius is?" Wei Yuan asked while chatting on the road.

Mengmeng thought about it, and became anxious: "Brother Wei, I don't know Confucius!"

Wei Yuan was silent for a while: "I do know him, but he doesn't know me."

Mengmeng got angry when she heard the words, "That hole or something, you don't even know Big Brother Wei? I don't know!"

Wei Yuan looked at Mengmeng, and nodded seriously, "If you say that, I also think this old man is ignorant!"

After struggling to find their way among the ruins for more than an hour, the two arrived at the periphery of the Confucius Cultural Park.

The farther away you are from Rogo's camp, the more monsters you will encounter. There are also various types, some of which can still be seen before the catastrophe, and some are simply extremely weird monsters from hell.

The Confucius Cultural Park is a group of antique buildings. There are faintly visible waterproof watercolor paintings on the walls, and there are slopes made of antique blue tiles on the walls. The windows on the walls are hollow shapes made of cement.

In the distance, you can see the blue bricks and green tiles, the tall archway, the vermilion gate with many huge copper nails...you can still see the grand scene of the past.

The two of them approached the dilapidated antique building, and they could still vividly see the three gold-lacquered characters on the tall archway—Xianshifang! But under this archway, a large number of zombies gathered.

Compared with the zombies that Wei Yuan encountered before, these zombies are a bit thinner, skinny and crooked, more like mummy than zombie. Although it doesn't look very powerful, but there are a lot of them.

Moreover, this large group of zombies are actually scattered in formation, gesticulating unsteadily...

Wei Yuan hid in an abandoned building nearby, and after looking through binoculars for a long time, he realized that the movements of these zombies were quite neat! Looking at the remaining costumes of these zombies, and then looking at their appearance, Wei Yuan had a not-so-respectful guess.

A high pitched and passionate female voice sounded in Wei Yuan's mind:

"Walking in front of us is the Huanglong City Elderly Square Dance Team. Their slogan is: The venue belongs to me, and I will dance if it belongs to me; the mission is on my shoulders, rain or shine; if you dare to touch me, I will be wronged! At this moment, they are stepping forward. Walking towards the square in high spirits with neat steps..."

Then the background music of "Wild Wolf disco" suddenly sounded~

A deep rap sounded:

Big speakers, subwoofers, screaming from above the square!

Once you get on the bus, you can't afford to mess with me, and I will fight for the first place in the supermarket promotion!

No matter how loud it is, I can’t turn off my audio player, and the whole audience’s movements must be in line with me~

Come to the left, draw a dragon with me~

On your right, draw a rainbow~

(Watch the soundtrack, the effect is better~)

If student Yuan Fenghua were here, he would probably be able to upgrade his soul card!

Wei Yuan shook his head and fell into deep thought: Surely the surrounding residential buildings cannot be sold at a high price?

For some reason, Wei Yuan was furious, and he planned to clean up this group of zombies. Originally, it was fine for them to go around, but it should be regarded as eliminating harm for the people!

...

Seeing Wei Yuan and Hao Mengmeng sneakily preparing in the distance, the chicken leg lay on the window on the second floor and yawned. It was keeping watch for them.

But soon, it will not be boring, because Wei Yuan and the two are going to act.

It started its own singing commentary, and it tried to imitate the tone of the troubadour:

"On a sunny morning, the ruins of the giant city appear vague and ethereal in the sunlight."

"Under a piece of exquisite antique buildings, there is a group of ugly zombies gathered. They are crowded shoulder to shoulder, swaying to and fro, complaining about this cruel world with a rhythm and movement that ordinary people cannot understand."

"These ugly existences are undoubtedly tarnishing this palace and making Sven disgraced. Therefore, the brave girl with rabbit ears and the despicable and cunning capitalist from a foreign land intend to destroy them on behalf of Sven."

"They clenched the swords, guns and sticks in their hands, and they planned to be outnumbered..."

"Look, what did that bandit capitalist pull out of his bosom? A yellow lump... oh, sorry, that was a large nut. I swear it was the biggest nut I've ever seen, and I swear by the drumsticks! This nut has My neighbor's rowdy brat has that big head!"

"The capitalist made a throwing action, and he threw the nut far into the zombie crowd like a discus thrower!"

"There are four cavemen next to the capitalist. The despicable capitalist has infinite power as long as he has someone to oppress. Look, how far that nut flies!"

"Oh, the chicken legs are on top! The nut became bigger in the air! It became the size of a person and smashed hard into the crowd of zombies. This is not over yet, after the giant nut hits a zombie, it will bounce back The other direction! It kept bouncing around the corpses, smashing old zombies to the ground one by one, breaking arms and legs! Oh, that's awesome! Well done!"

"Look, the bunny-eared girl stood up, she jumped onto the high wall, and she stood in the most eye-catching place! The brave bunny-eared girl didn't pick up her big knife, but held a unique copper bell in her hand! She began to shake rhythmically... oh, how crisp and sweet the sound is! Even these old zombies are shaking to the rhythm!"

"The capitalists in that band are not idle. What is he doing? He actually took out his mobile phone, turned on the flash, and was recording a group of corpses swaying freely! What a scene of love! Girls playing discs, teenagers videotaping, the crowd enjoyed themselves Dancing! Ah, I'm so moved to vote! How about you..."

"Uh, it seems that our dancing crowd is a little tired, and they are lying on the ground to rest one by one. Our dance is over. It's a bit anticlimactic..."

Seeing a large group of zombies falling to the ground, Wei Yuan breathed a sigh of relief: the battle plan was successfully completed!

He yelled: "Chicken leg! Chicken leg, you are still lazy there, come and clean up the battlefield!"

"Oh, cough! I'm here, don't move, let me pick up the card!" The chicken leg yelled and jumped off the window sill on the third floor, smashing a hole in the lawn below.

I have feet, how many votes should I vote for the great minstrel's chicken legs, how about your feet?