Global Monster Online

Chapter 199: Local tycoon

On a clear night, the galaxy is shining.

Zhao Nan arbitrarily pulled the sleeves that had retreated to the elbows because of the high-speed movement. His lips were already air-dried by the wind from the rapid impact. The two lips were tightly glued together, making him unwilling to speak. .

"My name is Gu Yun." The young man suddenly smiled.

The thin lips of willow leaves looked extremely smooth.

Zhao Nan nodded slightly, his dry lips were pulled apart, and he responded to the other party's introduction, "Zhao Nan."

"Master Longqi, I've heard your name." Gu Yun patted the back of the silver-white dragon pet under his seat, and the silver-white dragon pet calmed down. "If there is a chance, do it again, the bet remains the same, how about?"

Zhao Nan looked up at the sky, then looked at Gu Yun's cheeks that had made countless women ashamed, and sighed: "Let's find a referee first."

"There will be good referees."

Gu Yun shrugged and sat down on the long horns of the dragon pet. The silver-white dragon pet had a long tail and clicked in the air. It turned into silver-white light and shadow and quickly disappeared into the sky at night. That was the way to come.

Zhao Nan watched for a while before landing in a place with few people and strolling into the city. He took back Eurisis, and in order to prevent people from recognizing him, he was walking in the alley with few people in the city. He is more familiar with Dongyuan City than Tingfeng City, and so are the snakes and insects hidden in the dark.

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When he returned to his new home, he was carrying many things in his hands. There are some food ingredients bought from Dongcheng, and some pet foods bought from Xicheng. The white-washed residence has no lights during the period. Zhao Nan weighed the things in her hands and laughed at herself, always feeling that she was a little bit secretive.

Just like those foolish men and women in the world, Zhao Nan opened the door and opened the kitchen door. I took the women's apron and started to process the ingredients in my hand. After all the things were processed, I suddenly stopped when I was about to start the pot.

He suddenly didn't know what kind of taste he should make. I bought a lot of things tonight, and they were fresh, and they all tasted great. How to combine is not difficult to become a good dish.

He looked at the kitchenware in his hand, the meat on the tabletop that had been cut into fine slices, and leaning on the pot that was already red, he looked at the spices that had been gradually ripening in the boiling oil. Willing to start... Just like he is reluctant to summarize today's things at once.

Suddenly the spatula in his hand was quickly snatched, and then his body was pushed away. But she saw Finina frowning, swiftly pouring all the cut pieces of meat on the table into the hot pot, quickly frying it, her side seasoning pinched between her fingers. Slowly rubbed it, then rubbed it down.

It was steaming, with hands jumping in it.

Zhao Nan stood quietly watching the flawless operation, but he always felt that Finina at this moment was much more beautiful than when she was flying a sword among the monsters, and she gradually became obsessed with it.

After a while, a hot stir-fried diced pork was put on the plate, and the rising aroma made Zhao Nan sober, and it turned out to be hungry.

"When did you come back?" Zhao Nan reached out to the plate to pick up a piece of diced meat.

Unexpectedly, he was slapped **** the back of his hand, and the food was unsuccessful. The person who just finished cooking a dish wiped the greasy in his hands. Instead of answering this question, he said another question with dissatisfaction: "I didn't want you to come back to rest?"

Zhao Nan raised his hands pretending to be wronged and said: "If you sleep too much, you will get tired."

Finina still rolled her eyes in dissatisfaction. Then I started to fiddle with the ingredients on a table, frowned, quickly picked out two of them, and quickly washed the pot once, making new dishes, "Go take a shower. Don't get in the way here. , What is it like!"

"When did this kitchen become your holy place?" Zhao Nan couldn't help but laughed: "Besides, I taught you this hand job. This is not a bridge, there will be no master if the apprentice is taught?"

Feinina said disdainfully: "I have been out of the teacher a long time ago, and in your words, it is blue and blue. I shot you to death on the beach."

Zhao Nan hugged her from behind, with her chin resting on her shoulders, and said pitifully, "Do you really want to take a photo?"

"Just shoot!"

The slap hit the forehead, Zhao Nan screamed in pain, and Finina said with no good air: "This is light."

Zhao Nan smiled courteously, and suddenly said, "With so many things, how did you decide which dishes to make?"

The ability to know what to do at a glance is like a magical skill in Zhao Nan's eyes.

Finina stared and said: "How many years have I cooked for you before and after, if you don't know your taste, it would be a shame? Also, are you really planning to go out?"

Zhao Nan was moved in his heart, but surrendered on his face: "Now go."

But it was thought that this kind of ability would take years to develop... Does he have to think about the same problem for several years? That seems to be even more headache.

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The gold-eater ant’s nest did not hide it for a long time. Gao Mingyang spent three days and three nights here with the people from the guild. When he was about to vomit, he was finally discovered this place.

The people in the various guilds in Dongyuan City are not vegetarian. All kinds of intelligence are flying all over the sky. Especially these top-ranked guilds, their activities have received great attention. On the fourth day, a small guild in the original Dongyuan City, through some friendship with "the end of the world", obtained a pit for spawning monsters. This news spread quickly, more and more guilds, or players want to come to this level of refreshing point.

There is no alternative. The "End of the World" guild has occupied this place for three full days, and the benefits have been enormous. Let alone the question of experience, just a kind of enchantment material produced after the death of this gold-eater ant is enough for the guild to make a fortune.

Therefore, Gao Mingyang waved his big hand and let out this leveling point with satisfaction.

There was applause, but when all the players were praising the high guild leader Gao Yi, they didn't know that the guild leader who loves to blast had already secretly got up.

"Brother Nan, is there a better leveling point?"

Afterwards, Chairman Gao, who knew the taste and shamelessly, said the incident in front of Zhao Nan, and then asked again shamelessly.

Had it not been for the person who knew this guy, Zhao Nan would have abused him a long time ago. Is there a place where there could be such a secret level? What's more, if the number of players in Dongyuan City has been several times as many since the integration and migration, there are huge crowds everywhere, and the 30-level map has long been developed to its limit. The nest of the gold-eating ants was fortunately preserved.

"There is one, where there are countless monsters, and absolutely no one will rob you."

Gao Mingyang suddenly came to his mind, "Where is it?"

"Dense fog area." Zhao Nan also said happily: "That place is all monsters above level 30!"

"Fuck, kid you are playing with me!"

Zhao Nan contemptuously said: "It's good to know. Now you can't level up except for tasks."

Gao Mingyang shook his head and said, "I just feel that the process of finding the aboriginals to get the task, without directly spamming the monsters is a joy."

This is obviously a typical example of people who like to use their hands rather than their brains. Zhao Nan suddenly said: "In fact, there is another way to gain experience without spamming mobs or doing tasks."

Gao Mingyang was taken aback, and he did react this time: "You said those who joined the city defense army? Then forget it. Ximenyu takes all the establishments very strictly, even if he is a member of the'Purgatory' guild, he never recruits them. He only needs the aboriginals. Our players can upgrade through other methods, but the aboriginals can only become city defense forces and patrols. One more aboriginal equals more power, which is good for monsters to attack the city. Although I like to upgrade, I still can't do this kind of things like occupying the pit and not shit. Besides, if Dongyuan City is not guaranteed, this experience will be useless."

People from the "Purgatory" guild naturally cannot be recruited, but people who are not from the "Purgatory" guild, who knows? Zhao Nan didn't know how many people Ximenyu had trained before the disaster. The number of a middle-level guild desperately means a thousand people. What if there are more than a thousand people?

"If you are given such a pit, but if someone urges you, would you like it?"

Gao Mingyang was taken aback again, he was too familiar with Zhao Nan. This guy never said anything, so he almost didn't want to say: "Where is the Maokeng?"

Zhao Nan smiled mysteriously, but did not speak. His hand was placed in front of Gao Mingyang several times, and then Gao Mingyang heard a sound in his ears.

He always thought it was a **** voice.

"Ding! Player Gao Mingyang, the city lord of Tingfeng City, Zhao Nan, has invited you to join Tingfeng City. Would you like to join?"

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President Gao with a stubble face suddenly put his hands on Zhao Nan's shoulders, his eyes widened. He knows listening to Fengshi, and Zhao Nan asked him to inquire about it back then.

He knows Zhao Nan even more, knowing that this guy will always do something smashing no matter where he is, but he never thought it would be such a smashing.

"City Lord?" Gao Mingyang said seriously.

Zhao Nan nodded, "It's like a fake replacement."

"Level 5?" Gao Mingyang's hands suddenly trembled.

Zhao Nan still nodded.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!!"

President Gao suddenly felt that he couldn't think about it. Dongyuan City worked hard. When the monster attacked the city for the second time, it was almost possible to upgrade the city, and the difference was just the average level of the player. However, after the great migration, the average rating dropped a bit. This made Dongyuan City's plan to upgrade to a level 3 city had to go on again.

But now there is a guy standing in front of his Ming and telling him, "Mudhowl, my city is a level 5 city, I want to invite you to join now."

"Local tyrant, let's be friends!"

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