Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Strictly speaking, it becomes more refined.

If you put this musket in your postal album, you will find that the word "boutique" is added to the remark of this musket.

I was in the last horror space, and the silver stamp "Black Factory" that I drew could not help but give me a 30% success rate in making items, and an additional 10% chance of appearing a spirit effect.

More special ability, secondary processing

The black factory can carry out secondary processing of the manufactured items.

The higher the quality of processed items, the stronger the probability of failure.

Secondary processing does not consume postal points, but if the processing fails, the item will be crushed into energy and will not be refunded! .

(Note: Items that can be reprocessed are limited to the manufactured items. The time of making the items cannot exceed the 300-year period. If they exceed the time limit, they will be classified as antiques and the factory will not accept them.)

Zhao Ke before entering the horror space.

Put most of the enchanted muskets in the handle into it.

As a result, Zhao Ke finally understood why this stamp was called a black factory.

There are at least thirty enchanted muskets that I put in.

But only eight enchanted muskets were successfully reprocessed, and the rest were smashed into energy and absorbed by the black factory.

This is still, in order to increase the success rate, Zhao Ke specially activated another special ability of "Black Factory", overload.

In the state of overload, the probability of success in self-manufacturing is temporarily increased by 50%

This is only eight handles.

One can imagine how low the success rate of secondary processing is.

Just like the name of this stamp, "Black Factory" is really black.

However, although it is black, it can be turned into a high-quality enchanted musket, the original remarks have not changed.

But after adding the word "boutique", the sharp murderous aura was reflected on the barrel of the gun, which was heavier than before. At this time, it was time to formally verify the power of the "boutique" enchanted musket.

After all, such a good meat target can't be found anywhere.

As the avatar pulled the trigger, a streak of blood was seen, instantly causing the barbarians in the mud pit to groan in despair.

"boom!!"

Intensive gunfire echoed deep in the dense forest.

Ren, who had already run a long way, suddenly stopped and looked at the gunshots in the distance with puzzled eyes, not knowing who helped him.

After about a few minutes, I heard rustling footsteps in the bushes behind me. The footsteps were light and not alone, but Ren was sure that such footsteps were not the two barbarians before.

I saw the bushes pushed aside, and Zhao Ke came out with three clones. After seeing Ren, he couldn't help but carefully looked at the fat man in front of him.

There was a thick beard on the rough face. What Zhao Ke noticed was that Ren's left eye did not seem to be a real eyeball, but a prosthesis.

It has to be said that although this guy is fat, his skills are not stupid, and he can even be described as agile.

The chrysanthemums have already rotted into that appearance, and they were able to run so far in such a short period of time, which shows that their physical fitness is quite good.

Ren is also looking at Zhao Ke.

However, after seeing the characteristic epaulets on Zhao Ke's clothes, his expression immediately eased.

Tried to ask: "Guards?"

Zhao Ke kept staring at the changes in Ren's eyes. Seeing him staring at the epaulets on his clothes, compared with the epaulets on Ren's shoulders, Zhao Ke probably understood that his rank should be higher than Ren's.

Zhao Ke nodded and reported Ren's message: "Lieutenant Ren, gun operator!"

After hearing Zhao Ke report his name, military rank, and position.

Renn also completely let go of his last guard against Zhao Ke.

"Yes!"

Although the chrysanthemum was in pain, she still instinctively tightened her legs and made a neat military posture towards Zhao Ke.

"Relax! There is a bottle of potion here, half of the bottle is applied to the wound, and half of the bottle is drunk by oneself."

Zhao Ke waved his hand to let Renn relax, and at the same time took out a bottle of recovery potion and threw it to Renn.

Before entering the horror space this time, he had made sufficient preparations. Zhao Ke exchanged 10 bottles of this recovery potion.

There are also those ginseng essences in my stamp album, except for a small number of very large ones.

Basically, the rest was squeezed clean by Zhao Ke, and all of them were made into ginseng essence, freeing up a lot of space for his stamp album.

Although Ren has never seen this kind of potion.

However, this is not surprising.

Because the guards are the high-level guards of the spaceship, it is not surprising that they have better access to supplies than them.

Gudongdong drank half of the bottle, and he carefully poured the remaining half into his own chrysanthemum.

Although the taste was weird, the effect of the recovery potion still caused the severe pain in Ren's body to gradually subside.

"My escape pod was attacked and fell prematurely. Do you know where the other escape pods fell?"

Since his military rank was higher than that of Ren, Zhao Ke was not so reserved when he asked.

Ren scratched his head, and after thinking for a while, he shook his head and said, "I don't know. When we received the escape alarm, it was too sudden. We were completely unprepared. We didn't have time to set anything up, so we jumped in."

While giving himself medicine, Ren began to pour bitter water.

Zhao Ke didn't interrupt him, but acted as a listener, listening carefully to Ren's nonsense.

It turned out that they had ended their ten-year cruise mission.

After waking up from the frozen cabin, he has been told that he is about to return to Earth.

But before anything happened to them, the spacecraft was suddenly attacked, and immediately after, they received an escape warning.

"Earth!"

Zhao Ke was taken aback, and looked around with a strange expression: "Are you sure, this is Earth?"

Ren's answer was straightforward: "Fuck his grandma's earth! There must be a system failure."