The train has arrived.
The platform is still decorated with Chinese New Year lanterns.
In just ten days, Xueming once again escaped death and killed hundreds of high-value targets without any risk.
In just half an hour, he caught Teacher A Ling and sucked her hard, and learned many things that were not written in the crew log.
The owner of the Lost Color Stone is not as Xueming imagined——
——The number of these people is rare. As Xiao Qi said at the beginning, they are considered [rare people] in the underground world. In terms of force value, the Shaseren are either ridiculously strong, or they are stretched to the limit.
Master A-Ling’s Fool’s Gold is not considered a pyroxene at all.
Ling Weng thought that this woman was too carefree and no one liked her at all.
She is insatiable and wants almost any treasure.
She can't control her expression, but she can control her emotions. She is a very scary and respectable person. She can use 66% of the six-color pyroxene jewelry currently known in the station.
She doesn't have a life amulet, or she can adapt to any pyroxene she gets and use it.
Everything is due to her soul power. It is this divine power that allows her to spy on the properties of pyroxene, understand the preferences of life amulets, and finally use the power of pyroxene.
Xueming understood another thing from this information.
People change. With the growth of people's souls, changes in emotional logic and Jungian types, a proud boy of seventeen or eighteen years old may get the red stone at first, but when he reaches his thirties and becomes mature, Becoming steady and cunning, maybe this passenger will take the initiative to change his jewelry because Hongshi no longer responds to him and no longer likes him.
If you can control your emotions and turn joy, anger, sorrow and joy into a tool to use, then it is not impossible to use multiple talismans at the same time.
Also about Teacher A Ling’s waiter costume——
——This VIP is an accompanying waiter, and the partner of the Green Wolf Mother is her employer. It is also the white moonlight in 3301's heart.
When a waiter emerges from his cocoon and becomes a butterfly, or has the ability to explore unknown lands, he can also become a VIP. As for whether the waiter's clothes should be kept, that is the VIP's freedom.
Coming back to the pyroxene, being able to use multiple life amulets at the same time carries the risk of split personality. Not to mention whether it can be done, to get so many jewelry, Teacher A Ling must be a person with extremely strong money-making ability.
In the underground world, there are also artificial pyroxene jewelry at trade transfer stations. These stones have similar effects to the gifts made by Ling Weng. However, the craftsmen in the jewelry stores do not have Ling Weng’s ability to discern people and cannot match the personality traits of passengers. to distribute the stones.
Often when people buy other pyroxenes, they have to take care of the little emotions of the existing life amulets. If the two hardware are not compatible, I am afraid that when they are in a life-and-death crisis, the two pyroxene babies will not respond to the two-stepping. The owner of the boat.
Therefore, buying pyroxene at the trade transfer station can also be regarded as a kind of gambling.
It just so happens that Teacher A-Ling's soul power can see through the properties of these rough stones. Just relying on this ability, she can make a lot of money.
Xueming thought again——
——I’m afraid the Morpho butterflies in the underground world are all people who are not short of money.
Just by setting up a small stall for pyroxene identification at the trade transfer station, it is estimated that passengers who come to purchase identification services will line up from the service station at the rare palace to the ring road.
He figured it out all at once.
When I met Teacher A Ling for the first time, the other person said, "I'll give you a number and you can queue up yourself." This was not a joke, it was true.
This kind of talent can shine and be sought after in any industry in the crisis-ridden underground world.
It’s just that there’s not enough time——
——Xue Ming wants to ask more, more.
Asking more about things he didn't know and things he couldn't think of, the steward who was responsible for cleaning rushed into the VIP carriage with a vacuum cleaner.
The leader, Sister Yang Chun, didn't have a good face. She asked the three of them to lift their legs and give up their seats. She took two new interns to do cleaning work around the booth and tables and chairs.
Su Ling raised her legs while chatting with Xueming, her attitude was casual and natural.
Xueming nodded in thought while taking notes, keeping the favor account in mind.
"This thing is called stone gallbladder. For those who like poisonous things, it is also a kind of black stone. If you want it to shine, you have to become Senior Brother Duan Shuiliu and show contempt for everyone here. Or think about it in Hong Kong movies Brother Crow, he liked you immediately."
Xueming: "Well..."
Su Ling: "And this. I got this stick from BOSS. Although it says that passengers can only use one stick in their lifetime, that is not the case. In the VIP group, they often auction some relics."
Xueming: "Is it the VIP's relic?"
Su Ling: "That's right, there is no time when people don't get their shoes wet when walking along the river. Every year, a few unlucky people lose contact everywhere. If the stick walks earlier than the person, nothing will be left behind - —If people had left earlier than the sticks, they would still have left behind these relics.”
Xueming: "Are these VIPs dead?"
Su Ling: "Not necessarily. Most of them are in a state of disconnection. They emerge from the ground inexplicably within half a month and return to the station's system. Sometimes, after ten years or so, their temperament changes drastically and they become completely different. A special type of person.”
Xueming: "Oh, that's what Mr. Wen Bucai is like."
Su Ling picked up a large gun from the display cabinet, almost a foot long.
"This stick is a good thing I got from BOSS's auction group last year. But unfortunately, its original owner is not dead."
Xueming: "What should we do?"
Su Ling: "He found me and asked me to return his treasure - if you think about it carefully, how could I return the things I bought with real money, so I beat him up."
Xueming: "Does the boss not care about these things?"
Su Ling: "It shyly remade a gun for that guy. It's considered a weapon pool re-engraving."
Sister Yang Chun interrupted the chat of these passengers and asked them to get out of the VIP car quickly and prepare to do the final cleaning work.
So Su Ling pulled Xiao Qi, grabbed Xueming's arm with her other hand, and walked all the way to other carriages.
As she stepped off the iron plate and stepped onto the solid floor tiles of the platform, she tilted her head towards Xiao Qi. Xiao Qi immediately understood and took off the sunglasses on the teacher's face, and saw those bright eyes like the bright moon. The stock is smart and energetic.
A'ling and Xueming said: "Young man, you have come to work in the Nine Realms, and you still have a lot to learn in order to be proud of Mingde. I don't have much time, so I'll stop here today - but I see you are writing in your diary. There are so many personal accounts written on it, why don't you do me a favor?"
Xueming nodded: "Just ask."
"Then wait for me." A Ling quickly ran back to the window of the VIP carriage, reached out and took out a few treasures from the display cabinet.
In just a minute, I saw this big sister with weird behavior and cheerful personality coming back carrying a few props, as if she was at a scrap station ready to sell garbage.
"These things are all broken. Please help me repair them."
Then there was an exaggerated clattering sound, and a bunch of rusty parts, a dented iron helmet, and weapons and equipment with rotten blades were thrown in front of Xueming.
Xueming felt a little unsure.
He immediately squatted down, rummaged through these scrap parts, and asked immediately.
"Teacher A'ling, I can't even see the true nature of these precious things. Are you so confident in my craftsmanship?"
To be honest, he had no idea——
——These clothing, armor, firearms and weapons can no longer be considered to be of Ukrainian quality. They can be sent to museums as cultural relics after a little dusting.
Without a design draft of the original product and no photos for reference, trying to repair them would be a fool's errand.
"It's okay, you can fix it slowly." Su Ling raised her hand and immediately pulled out a sub-professional attribute panel from Xueming's ear.
The golden frame displays the personal information details page.
Teacher A Ling and Xueming showed the [Artisan] slot.
"Look, among your sub-professions, your level of iron art and fabric art is very high, but what!"
Among the two highlighted job names in the craftsman column, there are also two glowing threads, which link [Archaeology] and [Making].
"As long as you fix these things, no matter how much time it takes, it will definitely be helpful if you take the time to fix them. Don't you like leveling?"
Then Su Ling picked out the [Title] column from the messy character attribute panel.
She is like a [magician who uses light], with warm and soft golden threads forming a specific [title].
"No, look!"
The pair of slender hands suddenly opened up, just like opening a banner scroll, and a large string of words came out, which were all regarded as Xueming's [title] tag, TAG remarks.
[Cold faced devil man]
[If you dare to show your scalp, you will die]
[Quick Gunner]
[Kicking people while being scared]
[It’s hard to sleep without killing three people every day]
[You are going to be sucked in]
[anonymous]
[Schwarzschild Radius Rover]
[Ruthless Mother Hunter]
[Craftsman School]
[Walking Love Potion]
[Change it for me! ]
[Abnormal Surgeon]
[Leveling up! Level up! Level up! ]
[I always like dump trucks]
[Qingqing Breeder]
[Steel Artist]
Before the scroll was finished, Xueming immediately raised his hand to close this strange and inexplicable thing when he reached [I Always Like Dump Trucks].
"That's enough, that's enough...that's enough..."
Su Ling didn't have any expression, because she couldn't make any expression. She just pursed her lips and blew air, as if to release some inexplicable emotions.
"Hiu!~ Then we made an agreement, you help me repair my equipment and practice my kung fu at the same time. I will definitely protect you in Hongxing Mountain - how about it?"
Xiao Qi immediately raised his hand: "What about me! What about me? Teacher!"
Su Ling immediately raised her hands and moved them to Xiao Qi's head, trying to recite the incantation.
Xiao Qi was confused: "Teacher, what are you doing?"
Su Ling: "I'm trying to dispel the [Charm] from your head, but this spell is too strong. This DEBUFF seems to be a kind of buff state for you. With [Love], your growth rate is far beyond my expectation." , has turned into a cocoon...it’s so fucking bizarre.”
Xiaoqi opened Master A's hands: "Hahahahahaha..."
Su Ling immediately said in a serious tone: "Okay, let's get back to business."
Xueming just wanted to take out his notes and prepare to record the detailed content of the business.
Su Ling: "Farewell!"
After saying this, the quirky VIP ran away.
Immediately afterwards, Xue Ming felt the wind blowing behind him, and countless people poured out from the underground passage of the platform.
Not only that, but also the elevator access corridor of the Five Kings Council, from the steward's lounge, from the electrical and mechanical room, the originally sparsely populated platform became crowded and chaotic.
People were running towards the VIP, and they could vaguely hear fanatical shouting and strange screams of RUARUA.
This is Xueming’s knowledge blind spot.
Yes, he doesn't understand.
I saw Teacher A Ling climb over the fence, climb from the rock foundation of the railway to the mountain, grab the projection cloth and climb up to the main floor of the Five Kings Council, and immediately get into the window.
She shouted out the window, not sure whether she was shouting to these fanatical fans or to Jiang Xueming.
"See you later! See you at the next site!"
People just stopped in front of the fence, looking at the river of boiling lava and sighing.
Jiang Xueming felt dumbfounded. He asked the flight attendant for a large tablecloth to wrap up all the scraps of iron and clothing on the ground so as not to leave any waste behind. It was a bit difficult to carry the big cloth bag.
When Meteor arrived, he was still wondering what was happening on this busy platform. He thought it was a celebration of the Lantern Festival and wanted to join the carnival immediately.
Xueming shouted: "Let's go!"
Meteor immediately asked: "Where to go?"
Xueming: "Go back to the coffee shop, go back to the bar, go back to our [JoeStar], put your things down and then go see the BOSS."
As soon as the words fell——
——All the UI in Xueming's eyes disappeared.
He thought to himself that Teacher A's soul power also had a range limit. At this moment, she had gone far, so the UI instructions in her eyes disappeared.
Finally, a huge exclamation point pops up in the UI reminder bar, and the characters look full of mockery.
[You are not qualified! You are not eligible! Has been removed from the team! ]
...
...
Jason Megan and the waiter Katyusha first exchanged a few polite words with Jiang Xueming and then went back to the guest room to rest.
Jiang Xueming didn't know how to thank this big brother who worked silently behind the scenes.
During this trip to London, Jason's satellite map was online throughout. His intelligence capabilities were extremely strong. Regarding the flow of personnel at Fort Chaderton, as well as the basic situation of the various sects of Meng's Holy Blood, before Jiang Xueming started taking action, this The Roman men studying at SAS had prepared the materials early.
In the final sniping session, Mr. Jason asked Katyusha to go to the abandoned mine tunnel in Golden Township in advance to set up defenses and intercept.
Some people may look like they are not online, but in fact they have finished their work long ago.
"Actually... you don't have to be polite to me. I hate the word thank you. Many people like to use thank you to compensate for other people's work." Jason stood in front of the guest room door, scratching his chin with wandering eyes. "I just refuse to admit defeat. You will definitely follow me to Red Star Mountain, right? I just don't want to lose to you, Jiang Xueming."
Xueming didn't answer. He wouldn't deal with such a naughty person.
After thinking for a long time, he opened his arms and looked at the tall and strong Roman man.
Jason's face immediately changed: "You want me to hug you?"
Xueming smiled but still didn't speak. Shake your arms gently, that doesn’t mean [stop talking nonsense, I’ll hug you, you hug me]——
——That means [Thank you for your hard work, I won’t talk about it anymore, just give me a hug].
Jason's expression became very exciting. He squinted his eyes in disgust at first, then went back to his room to shave his beard cleanly, changed into decent pajamas, and took care of his appearance.
Finally, he hugged Xueming tightly, clenched his fingers into fists, and gently clasped his best friend's vest.
They didn't speak, not a word.
Then simply separate——
——Then Jiang Xueming hugged Xiao Qi again, then let go, taking care of the girl's hands and protecting her butt.
"Thanks for your hard work."
He hugged his friends one by one, even the surprised Teacher Sansan.
Robert Downing pointed to his nose with confusion on his face.
"Do I want to hug you too?"
Xueming nodded vigorously: "Yes, I can't survive without you."
This sentence alone may explain many things.
While hugging little Tangning, Xueming could hear the boy's small words.
"Mr. Xueming, can you be my teacher?"
"What does it mean? What kind of knowledge is taught?"
"I want to be your student, Mr. Xueming. You seem sensible and strong. You are like fire to your friends, and you are like fire to your enemies. My Chinese is not good, so I can only describe you like this."
Xueming let go of Tang Ning and pointed to the window in the guest room corridor.
"When my store opens, you can learn whatever you want."
...
...
Looking down at the star-colored sky outside the window——
——[JoeStar]'s workshop archway has not been completed yet.
In the wooden house at the construction site, three old friends squatted in front of a large iron bucket.
Wen Bucai fiddled with the charcoal in the iron bucket, opened the barbecue grill, and was responsible for making food.
With a look of disgust on his face, Victor held a book and a pen to write down the deeds of his friends and prepare to tell new stories.
Little Jack kept crying, and he didn't know whether it was because of the soot or because of his true feelings.
But his job is very simple, just responsible for eating.
Wen Bucai said: "It's embarrassing to say anything at this time."
Victor responded: "Indeed, the food you cook is like a ball of hot mud. The moisture content of the charcoal is too high. The soot from the firewood will cause cancer in my oral cavity. It is no different from the primitive people who drink blood from raw materials..."
Before he finished speaking, Wen Bucai raised his knife to pick at the flesh, and his power suddenly appeared. Forcing the culinary creation into Victor's mouth.
"But it's delicious." Victor immediately changed his mind: "In the face of the threat of death, this rough cuisine also becomes sweet. It's so interesting. I want to record the deliciousness brewed by fear."
Four bottles of Iron Knight whiskey were placed on the small table.
Only Jack kept crying.
He was supposed to be the youngest looking one.
The current appearance is over thirty-three and under forty-eight.
"That's great...that's great...that's great..."
He nodded vigorously and opened his mouth to receive the meat slices sent by Brother Wen Bucai, but it was difficult for him to speak complete words. While holding up the wine glass, Victor filled him with cheap and delicious Iron Knight.
BOSS is sitting in a stroller, holding a knife and fork, exactly the same as little Jack, with a general demeanor.
It is drooling and crying.
"Great! Great!"
Wen Bucai's soul poured water into the iron bucket, extinguished the charcoal, and set up the barbecue grill on the table, which meant calling it a day.
The hot steam rushed out of the wooden room, making the temperature in the room higher and more enthusiastic.
The friends of [JoeRank] toasted to each other and saw the slightly green [JoeStar] sign outside the room, which had not been polished or painted.
Across the river of time, millions of people surge.
——We can still meet again.
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