The Gentle Way to Use Cheats

He Lang didn't expect that he only half-jokingly asked Song Lin to go to work at his place, and Song Lin really looked for him at night before he returned to the command center.

But it's not to work with He Lang, but to tell He Lang not to go to work.

"If you want me to come out for you in a day or two, how about as soon as possible?"

While maintaining the guns for the young man, He Lang replied: "My Advisor Song, you are kidnapping the commander-in-chief of the base at a critical moment, do you know that? If I really promise you, what do the people in the base think, huh?"

Song Lin sat by the bed and asked, "What do you think?"

He Lang was squinting at the details in the gun, a little distracted, somehow his brain twitched, and he said in a low voice: "But if the Dragon City Flying General is here, the king will never go to court early..."

"what?"

"...It's nothing." After reading the details, He Lang finally turned his head and glanced at the young man, "You said first that you want me to leave a huge mess behind and just slip away with you. What the hell are you going to do?"

"I'm not going anywhere, I'm at home." Song Lin flipped his palm over, and suddenly held a fist-sized magic crystal in his palm, glowing with moon-white light, faintly shining, "You 'eat' this. "

"Crystal nucleus? Where did it come from?" He Lang took a look, and suddenly realized, "Oh, just the mutated white wolf that you shot before?"

"Correct."

"It takes two days for me to absorb this thing?"

"It doesn't take you so long to absorb it, but it will probably take you to digest it later." Song Lin replied, "Your strength has just reached the bottleneck stage. If you accumulate it for a while, you may break through by yourself, but now you have help to come to your door. If you use it, you should be able to cross it directly. So how long it really takes depends on how advanced you are."

He Lang said: "Then postpone it a bit, at least let's finish the Lunar New Year. I'm so busy right now, I really don't have time..."

While the man was talking, he suddenly lost his mind, feeling that similar scenes had happened before...

By the way, when the crystal nucleus in my body was about to be shattered and turned into a source of magic power, I happened to meet Zheng Beishan and others' funeral, and I rejected Song Lin's schedule!The plot at that time was almost exactly the same as the current dialogue rhythm!

But that time, Song Lin let He Lang go to the funeral, but he took Bai Xiaoning to get the crystal nucleus of the mutated banyan tree. Since then, Bai Xiaoning has become Song Lin's No.2 champion.

This time, Song Lin was not going to follow He Lang.

"I don't think so." The young man replied lightly, "The reason why I mentioned it to you now is because I have given you a lot of time. In fact, Moxiu, his soul-splitting body, Zhang Taian, and now Wan Ling The 'Gu King' that will take shape at an unknown time is a huge threat to everyone. This kind of threat cannot be eliminated if you manage two bases well. It is to really improve the combat effectiveness, And it needs to improve quickly, so that it is possible to have a fighting power in the near future."

His tone suddenly became serious, and what he said sounded very important.He Lang put away his joking expression, pulled over the chair next to him, and sat opposite the young man with a gun that was still in maintenance: "You tell me the truth, is it really this serious?"

"It's better sooner than later." Song Lin looked at the man and said slowly, "You should know that if there is a chance for you to break through yourself, I would rather let you advance steadily. But now I have decided to give up this way , because time is really running out. If real Liuxia doesn’t come out, it’s said that she’s just preparing. Think about her strength. She’s already so strong that the world will suppress her. People like this have to make preparations. Do you think you have to don't want?"

"..." He Lang looked at the gun in his hand, was silent for a few seconds, and then put it on the table next to him.

"You say that, I suddenly feel that the previous fighting methods of human beings seem to be useless, what kind of gun should I maintain?" The man wiped his face and said, "You just told me this, are you worried that the combat power will not be enough by then? "

"Don't worry, it's just not enough." Song Lin raised his hand and counted with the man's fingers one by one, "Who is the combat power we can use now? I, Yuan Chengbing, Liu Jiansong, Master Liu Xia and Master Liu Yun don't know if they are all here. And who is there on the side of the demon cultivator? Just his soul-splitting body, I don’t know how many will be fused, and how many are left, as well as the demon cultivator himself, the Gu he is refining, and Zhang Taian, whose strength is erratic. You Do you think there are enough people?"

He Lang lowered his eyes and frowned and thought for a while: "... even Bai Xiaoning and I can't stand against Zhang Tai'an?"

"Don't count Bai Xiaoning, her progress is slow, I'm afraid it's too late. It's okay to deal with mobs, but I can't do the job of holding up the little boss." Song Lin said, "As for you, with my blessing, you may be able to hold on. Stay away from Zhang Tai'an's attack. But when the time comes, I'm afraid I won't be able to take care of myself, and I may not be able to spare the energy to help you."

He Lang raised his eyebrows: "Zhang Tai'an is so powerful? I saw that you were dismissive of him before. I thought he was just a silver pewter."

"His own strength, anyway, was the same when I saw him last time. But he has a lot of things that can bless him." Song Lin replied, "And it seems that he also has a little control over the soul. After all, you are a necromancer, and you are easily influenced by him, so you have to guard against it."

He Lang's various senses are slowly recovering, and he always subconsciously ignores his identity as a necromancer.Now that Song Lin mentioned it, the man's expression became more dignified.

Song Lin said so much, but it can actually be summed up in one point: the battle is imminent, and we must improve our strength as soon as possible.

Advance one day earlier, guarantee one more day.

"...Okay, I know about it." He Lang didn't dare to confront Song Lin again this time. The hard facts proved that Song Lin was basically right.No matter how busy He Lang is now, he still has to seriously consider Song Lin's words.

The man thought for a while and asked, "I'll discuss it with the old man later, and try to arrange it within a week. Is that okay?"

"Okay, anyway, I told you the pros and cons, and you can decide for yourself." Song Lin replied, "But we have to go back to the Qinghe base to get it. My laboratory is over there, and everything is complete to ensure smooth."

"Okay. I promise we'll be home in a week, okay?"

While the man was talking, he stretched out his hand to pinch Song Lin for no reason, and Song Lin quickly slapped him away: "Don't touch me, you haven't washed your hands after cleaning the gun."

He Lang clicked his tongue: "I touched my face just now, isn't there nothing wrong?"

"That's dirtier, don't touch me."

"Hey, I'm a gun for you, you debt collector..."

***

He Lang reported Song Lin's opinion to Old Man Shen, and the old man attached great importance to it and quickly made time for him.

Three days later, He Lang led his team—except for Yan Shaojun, who was deciphering the "Retreat"—back to Qinghe Base.

"Hey, I don't know why, but I still feel that Qinghe Base is much more peaceful." Xia Hong threw herself on the sofa as soon as she got home, "Golden nest and silver nest are not as good as my dog's nest."

"As far as Jiangbei is concerned, it's nothing but a golden nest and a silver nest." Qi Ye replied, "I'm going to give them daily training, and I can't run laps fast enough. What kind of combat power can that be?"

"The top ones of them have all run away. It's good to have someone to practice for you now, but you still complain." He Lang said from behind, "Anyway, you have to train them up if they are entrusted to you."

"I know." Qi Ye shrugged, went into the house and turned on both the electric switch and the water gate.

Song Lin and Yuan Chengbing came in last, and they talked in low voices as they walked, as if they were discussing some academic issue.He Lang turned his head to take a look, and asked Song Lin, "Is it starting today or tomorrow? For today, you have to eat your lunch first."

"Just today. It will start in the afternoon, and I just want to make some preparations." Song Lin asked, "Where's your wasp?"

"When I first came back, I let it out to inspect the base, and I will come back later." He Lang said, "Do you want to use it?"

"Well, I'll give you a double insurance." Song Lin missed the man and walked towards his own laboratory while talking, "Then I'll start making preparations first."

"Go ahead, I'll call you for dinner later."

Listening to their conversation, Xia Hong knew that she was going to be busy as soon as she came back, so she got up suddenly: "Shall I go to the cafeteria to get dinner now?"

He Lang responded.

When Xia Hong walked around the sofa, she suddenly found something dropped by the wall.Taking a closer look, it turned out that the painting that had been pasted on the wall had fallen to the corner and was lying face down on the ground.A white square frame was left on the wall, which was pasted with paper for a long time, and a photo was pasted on each side, but the photo did not fall off.

Xia Hong looked at it quietly for two seconds, then walked over, picked up the painting and pasted it on again.

This is Wang Zian...or An An, who had never been to Wanling before, was a gift for He Lang's team when Zheng Beishan brought him here to play.The painting depicts the people who lived in this house at that time, including Song Lin, and Yuan Chengbing hasn't come yet so there is no him.However, because An An had never seen Yan Shaojun, Mo Ruqing, and Yu Wenyang at that time, the figures of these three people were missing from the painting.

Later, Xia Hong asked Yan Shaojun, Mo Ruqing, and Yu Wenyang to take a photo with the painting. The photo was printed and pasted on the right side of the painting.

Xia Hong also asked An An to hold the painting and take a photo with Zheng Beishan. The photo is now pasted on the left side of the painting.

Looking back now, it all seems a little different.Especially looking at the photo on the left, it is amazing and embarrassing.

"He team." Xia Hong pointed to the photo of Zheng Beishan and An An, and turned to ask He Lang. "Do you still have this photo?"

"You can do whatever you want." He Lang paused, and then said, "...There is something that I haven't told you. I originally planned that if you didn't mention it, I would never tell you. It's okay to forget. "

Xia Hong felt faintly, and asked, "What?"

"Wang Zian..." He Lang said slowly, "He passed away before the New Year."

Xia Hong was stunned.

In fact, she knew very well in her heart that Wang Zian's physical condition might fail at any time.Especially when she went to the imperial capital base, it was not for medical treatment, but for death.

Even though Song Lin spared her life at that time, in fact, she didn't have much time left.

But even though Xia Hong had already been prepared for this kind of consciousness, when she heard the exact news, she still felt a sour feeling uncontrollably in her heart.Wang Zian is not only a child whom she knew, even once acquainted with, but also a carrier for Xia Hong to express her grief for Zheng Beishan.Xia Hong felt that she had always been responsible for Wang Zian, and it was probably because of Zheng Beishan.

Now that even Wang Zian is dead, Xia Hong feels that something has been completely severed from her body.

She sighed softly and tore the photo of the two of them off the wall.