Sisters krypton hundreds of billions for me

There is a mutated chicken feather in every chicken feather?
Seeing such a profile, Wang Zheng couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth.

Does Yan Wu design games like this?

How did she become the most talented designer of Zerg?

"Brother Wuyan, have you already agreed to my invitation to form a team?" Hong Shan grabbed a chicken and smiled honestly, "Then let's pluck the feathers happily together?"

Have fun plucking chicken feathers together?
Such bad words, and such bloody plot.

"How do I pull it out?"

Wang Zheng lowered his head resignedly.

The dwarf in the red cloak was at most a head taller than the chickens, and he looked at the flopping chickens.

"Pull it out with your hands."

Hong Shan, who was catching chickens, turned his back to him and said, "You have to pull out one by one by hand. Only when you pull it out, you will know whether it is a mutated chicken feather or not."

Hong Shan patiently explained to Wang Zheng.

There is no difference when the feathers are still on the chicken. Only when the feathers leave the chicken body can they see which is the mutated chicken feather.

And you can only pluck one chicken feather at a time, not more than one.

Their task today is to pluck a thousand mutated chicken feathers and hand them over to Old Man Li, a tailor.

Forcibly pulling out a thousand mutated chicken feathers?

Wang Zheng was taken aback by this number.

"So you've pulled hundreds of them now?"

He asked Hong Shan.

And the strong man who heard the question laughed a few times, and said embarrassedly:

"It's only a few dozen."

Dozens and a thousand?

A forced smile appeared on Wang Zheng's face, "Can't this mission be cancelled?"

It took him a whole morning to pull out dozens of roots.

How long does it take to get enough for the task?

"Cannot be canceled."

Hong Shan shook his head, "Brother Wuyan, if you fail to complete this kind of daily task, you will be punished, ranging from demotion to rank, or even being banned."

Relegation at least?

How can he drop at the first level?
broken game.

"How did you find out about this mission?"

Wang Zheng couldn't help asking.

There must be very few people doing such a wonderful and superb task.

It takes time and energy, as long as the brain is not twitching, it should not be done.

Facing Wang Zheng's question, Hong Shan replied without thinking:
"It was the friends of the Earth Dog Mercenary Corps that I knew. They told me that this task was a good one. Many people rushed to do it but failed to get it."

Ok?
Wang Zheng raised his eyes.

There are still people scrambling to do this stupid task, what about fooling fools?

And that friend from the Ground Dog Mercenary Corps...

"Then why don't they do these good tasks?"

Wang Zheng asked back.

Since it is a good task, of course I should do it myself first, there is no reason to hand it over to others.

"They said that this kind of good task is not common. We were friends who gave it to me. Let me work hard and gain more experience. Next time, I can do other tasks with them."

Hong Shan replied subconsciously.

But Wang Zheng couldn't help but rubbed his forehead, "I hope."

"Ah?" Hong Shan was puzzled, "Brother Wuyan, what hope?"

"I said I hope it's a good assignment."

Wang Zheng sighed, then looked at the chicks all over the yard and shook his head.

It was really sold and counted the money for others.

However, he has also been sold together now, and they are all on the same thief ship, so there is really no solution.

"Let's pluck the chicken feathers first."

Anyway, there was no better way now, so Wang Zheng started to pounce towards the chick.

He flutters and they fly.

He wanted to pluck chicken feathers.

They want to live with all their heart.

giggle.

All of a sudden, the crowing of chickens filled the sky.

Soon, Wang Zheng caught his first chicken.

Then began to pluck the chicken feathers one by one, one after another, repeating tastelessly and boringly.

It wasn't until he pulled out the last few feathers that a chicken feather in his hand turned golden.

[tick!Harvest mutant chicken feathers × 1! ]
"Such a dog."

Wang Zheng couldn't help rubbing his head.

This broken game is indeed so pissed, so you can't do a good job.

Feather plucking...

Feather plucking...

Wang Zheng plucked the chicken feathers for more than an hour in a daze. No matter how fast he was, with the speed of his 19 years of being single, he could only pull out three mutated chicken feathers.

"When will this be pulled out?"

Wang Zheng finally got angry, and threw the chicken that was half squeezed out.

On the side, Hong Shan, who was diligently plucking chicken feathers, couldn't help but look up.

"Brother Wuyan, calm down, don't you see that you have already pulled out three roots? You will soon pull out a thousand roots, don't worry."

Hong Shan kept cheering Wang Zheng up.

But Wang Zheng couldn't listen to the persuasion.

"According to this speed, an average of six chicken feathers per hour, and one thousand chicken feathers, we will have to pluck another 166 hours, which is nearly six or seven days."

Six or seven days, plucking chicken feathers without sleep?

Wang Zheng in front of the screen couldn't help but slam the table.

Who the hell did this?
Did Yan Wu create this mission just to torture people?
"Is there a quick way to pluck chicken feathers?"

He asked Hong Shan.

Hong Shan couldn't help shaking his head, "No, brother Wuyan, don't think about it anymore, you can't use weapons in the Slaughter King City."

So there are no shortcuts at all.

When Yan Wu created the King City of Slaughter, he originally wanted to create a more peaceful environment for the players, so the setting was to ban martial arts in the King City.

Only some special people can use some abilities in the royal city.

Can't use weapons?

Wang Zheng looked up at the golden halo on top of his head.

"Then you can use it without a weapon, right?"

His profession is an angel, and an angel has no weapons.

Moreover, he used Angel Wings at the very beginning.

"I don't think Yan Wu set up this broken mission just to test the patience of the players."

Wang Zheng looked at the chickens all over the yard.

Yan Wu should not be as boring as he thought.

So there must be a shortcut to this task, and the best shortcut for gamers is to use their own skills.

But his skills...

"Angel Wings?"

Wang Zheng thought about the pair of little white wings, then shook his head.

This skill doesn't seem to be useful for this quest.

Is that the angel's halo?

Wang Zheng tentatively started to use his second skill, Angel's Halo.

"A halo of an angel?"

he cried softly.

Immediately afterwards, the halo above his head suddenly began to glow and heat up.

one second.

two seconds.

……

1 minutes passed.

Nothing happened.

"This angel halo seems useless."

He couldn't help but say.

However, fortunately, he did not give up and tried a few more times.

Of course, this time he didn't test against the air again, but against the chicken.

"A halo of an angel."

The moment Wang Zheng shouted, the chicken in his hand suddenly stopped thumping desperately, his eyes became softer, and even rubbed against his palm.

Ok?
This time, Wang Zheng's eyes lit up.

Yes.

Angel Angel, originally possesses the influence power of purity and love, so Chick doesn't resist when he sees him.

"Brother Wuyan, are you okay?"

Hong Shan asked with some fear.

Because from his perspective, the halo on his Brother Wuyan's head suddenly lit up, and he was holding a chicken so softly, and even had affection for the chicken.

The most outrageous thing is that the chicken is still responding to Brother Wuyan, looking at Brother Wuyan affectionately, and even rubbing Brother Wuyan's hand.

Hold the grass.

Is this chick crazy?

This person is going to pluck your feathers.

Hong Shan looked at the chicken that was desperately pecking at him, and felt a little unbalanced in his heart for a moment.

The difference is too big.

At this time, Wang Zheng suddenly spoke.

"I'm fine, I seem to know how to do this task."

"What?" Hong Shan was stunned.

Why don't you just pluck the chicken feathers?

Co-author, you only now understand that you need to pluck chicken feathers?

Hong Shan just wanted to say a few words about Wang Zheng.

He saw a pair of pure little wings suddenly sprouting from the back of the little man in the red cloak and the golden halo on his head.

As the wings grew, Wang Zheng also flew higher and higher.

He jumped into the air, looking down at the chickens in the yard below.

"Ping a: The smile of an angel."

He read out his skills, and then showed a kind smile when Hong Shan stared blankly.

"Dicks, it was a pleasure meeting you and having a great afternoon with you, you are the cutest creatures I have ever seen."

Hong Shan was completely stunned by Wang Zheng's sweet speech.

It’s over.

His no-salt brother went crazy for plucking chicken feathers.

"Brother Wuyan, there's no need, don't do this, the big deal is that we won't do this task, you...you should be normal, at most we will lose a level, don't do this."

The strong man Hong Shan really panicked.

The main reason is that his salt-free brother is too mentally abnormal.

In broad daylight, the sky is bright.

He engaged in pyramid schemes for a group of chicks?

"Ping a: The smile of an angel."

Wang Zheng didn't pay attention to Hong Shan at all, but concentrated on looking at the chick below.

According to his guess, the profession of angel should use abilities similar to mental power.

As long as his thoughts are strong enough, he can infect others.

Even infected chickens.

"Dicks, the sun is so bright this afternoon, and the air in Slaughter King City is so fresh, I wonder if I can make an unreasonable request to you?"

Unreasonable request?
Hong Shan felt a little awkward when he heard these words.

It's over.

Brother Wuyan is really crazy, he doesn't want these chickens to pluck their feathers for him, right?
Crazy crazy.

"Brother Wuyan, don't do this, I'm afraid of you."

Which normal person can stand talking to a chicken?

And he still talks to the program chicken in the game.

Facing Hong Shan's panic, Wang Zheng continued to ignore it.

He can't be distracted now, he can only concentrate on looking at the many chickens.

"I think you all know that you are not ordinary chickens, you are different chickens, each of you has a mutated chicken feather, this chicken feather is very beautiful, but to get this chicken feather, you have to pull it out The rest of the feathers on your body..."

Wang Zheng's slightly gentle voice sounded in Da Niang's chicken house.

He spoke methodically, one sentence after another.

"And I don't want to pluck all your chicken feathers to get mutated chicken feathers. I think you smart people must know where your mutated chicken feathers are, so pluck it out and give it to me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Hong Shan's eyes stared straight.

"Brother Wuyan, you are not crazy anymore."

This is even more robber than a robber, let someone find his own mutated chicken feathers and pluck it out and give it to him?
Fortunately, he really dared to think.

What normal chicken would do that?
Let alone whether the chicken can understand, even if it can understand, it is impossible to pluck its own chicken feathers and give it to a bad person?

To this group of chickens, aren't they the bad guys?
"Brother Wuyan, why don't we go and cancel this mission."

In the end, Hong Shan sighed and chose to compromise.

He was afraid that if he didn't let go, his brother Wuyan would do even crazier things.

Just as Hong Shan sighed and was about to step forward to pull Wang Zheng down, he heard a rooster crow.

giggle.

A chick plucked a feather from its back and threw it to the ground.

And the chicken feather turned golden when it hit the ground.

"This is……"

Hong Shan opened his mouth wide.

This is a bit too outrageous.

"Impossible, impossible, it must be my eyesight."

Followed by.

giggle.

Another chicken flew out of the flock, and it also pecked a feather from its own back and threw it to the ground.

Next, one after another.

"Mom, hell."

Hong Shan exclaimed.

It's so broad daylight, can chickens understand people?

And even plucked his own chicken feathers and gave them to a group of bad guys?
Crazy crazy.

Is Brother Wuyan crazy or is the world magical?

Or, maybe it's me who has the problem?

Hong Shan punched himself directly on the head.

"what."

He cried out in pain, "It hurts."

He is not dreaming.

giggle.

giggle.

giggle.

The continuous crowing of chickens sounded, as if mocking his stupidity.

Wang Zheng, who was flying in the air, also smiled.

Not bad.

People really need to use their brains more.

But Wang Zheng couldn't laugh anymore within 2 minutes of laughing.

Because, there are only 20 mutated chicken feathers on the ground.

The remaining chickens were completely indifferent, so what should they do?

"what happened?"

He was a little puzzled, "Why are these chickens not affected?"

Obviously he released the skill on all the chickens in the field, how could there not be only 20 hits?
"Is it because my level is too low, so I can only affect twenty chickens at a time?"

he guessed.

Although it was a guess, I still couldn't help but confirm it.

Wang Zheng started to light up his second skill again, constantly releasing Ping A.

"Chicks, just now a batch of brave chickens have provided me with their mutated chicken feathers. I am really grateful to them, but there are not enough chicken feathers. Can another batch of brave chickens provide me with their chicken feathers? Woolen cloth?"

Wang Zheng began to speak with both voice and emotion.

2 minutes later.

giggle.

giggle.

The backyard rattling sounded again.

Wang Zheng's guess was confirmed.

The second time, he harvested another twenty chicken feathers.

"It seems that we still have to work hard to upgrade more."

Wang Zheng sighed, and then continued to light up his skills to hypnotize the chickens.

One afternoon, the sound of Wang Zheng's speech was everywhere in the backyard.

However, wherever he passed, there were chicken feathers everywhere.

However, it was precisely because of his diligent speech that the chickens became immune to it later on.

From twenty at the beginning to fifteen...