Empress Doomsday, please put on your vest

Chapter 882 Can You Shout?

After hearing this, Zuo Fang thought that his highness was so greedy for meat that he was going to lose his mind, and dared to eat anything, as long as it was meat.

Unexpectedly, what he heard next made him tremble, "According to the reproductive ability of the Zerg, if there is such a one, there will be many after it? I remember that there is an instrument in your equipment that is specially used to find this kind of food." of……"

Si Jing looked at him, "You won't forget?"

How do you know!
"You are my subordinate, how can I not know?"

He snorted coldly, "I guessed it when I found out that public funds had been embezzled. So, where is that thing?"

"It's not embezzlement of public funds, it's just... a little advance payment of salary...?"

The more Zuo Fang talked, the more he lost his confidence. He took out the instrument that was only the size of a palm, and after calling up the race data of this big bird, the red light on the instrument flickered, and finally turned into a straight line extending towards a certain place.

"Your Highness, it's enough to take one of them back to eat enough. With them, we can survive no matter how hard the winter is. Their feathers are ripped off, cleaned and disinfected to make a cushion to keep warm."

Zuo Fang handed the instrument to Si Jing, while he took the bird head and began to pluck the feathers, "There are not many hairs on the bird's head, but the fluff can be pulled off to make a pair of gloves. When it is ready, give it to the empress. Maybe you can still sell favors?"

Si Jing only felt that Zuo Fang looked like a self-satisfied helper in the kitchen who took advantage of a small advantage at the moment. Look at his hair-plucking Doriso, who has never killed insects so efficiently.

"I think you don't like serious battles, but like to pluck your hair. Do you want to change your career and become a chef? If that's the case, you can tell me directly, and I will arrange for you to pluck as much as you want."

Zuo Anxin felt cold, and quickly threw the things in his hand to the corner of the street, clapped his hands, and said: "I am very happy to work with His Highness, I have absolutely no intention of changing careers, and I just want to sell my hair to the empress." Favor, and no other intentions."

"uh-huh."

Si Jing didn't care about these things with him, he just wanted to speak out to scare him, "Okay, let's start looking for a place."

After not walking far, Zuo Fang asked, "Your Highness, if we find a place where there are more Zerg hidden..."

"Then ask Chi Qian to come over."

"……what?"

"She hits fast."

There is not much difference in strength between the two of you, why is the Empress so fast?
Si Jing seemed to have heard Zuo Fang's psychological muttering, and said, "It's a rare opportunity to order Chi Qian around, so what if we don't make good use of it?"

As expected of a good friend.

Zuo Fang nodded in understanding, "Then let's walk in the direction pointed by the red line. If we find it, we'll see if we should notify Chi Qian."

"Ah."

The journey went smoothly, but when Si Jing saw the slightly twisted manhole cover, he took a step back, "Are they under here?"

Zuo Fang held his breath to hold back the smell coming from the edge of the well mouth, "The red line should stop here."

Si Jing stared at the manhole cover for a long time, "Hiding in this kind of place, it's no wonder the inner cavity is black."

"No appetite."

Just thinking about it now makes him feel disgusted, so how can he even think about eating it?
"Do you need Chi Qian to come forward to solve it?"

"Can you shout?"

What does hitting the nail on the head mean?This is.

"But didn't you just say that you can call the Empress over..."

"If the meat-eating goes smoothly, I can still say a few words in front of her, now?"

(End of this chapter)