[Comprehensive] The man who sells with rope

I don't know the years, months, days, or the days of the week. The weather is fine, my heart is hurting with my face, and it has been about a month.

Hiking, I found, was just too much of an abuse.

Especially for those who have no cooking skills in the skill tree, it is particularly cruel.

If the nutrient supplements go on like this every day, I would rather eat the bark of the tree, boss.

The five social insurances and one housing fund that were agreed upon!What about the good benefits! !

You liar! !

After leaving the bustling town where the store is located on this plane, Shen Jingbing has been wandering for a month.

The loess ground cracked under the scorching sun, exposing dry gullies.

Shen Jingbing stopped walking with a toolbox that was not too heavy, squinted her eyes and looked up at the sun hanging high in the sky, and sighed deeply.

Birds faded out of their mouths.

In the end, he didn't even have to chew the bark.

People fleeing the war swept away everything that could be entered along the way.

So clean that even the bugs had been dug out of the ground.

"Lancelot, show me the map." Shen Jingbing said, squatting down on a piece of yellow cracked land.

"Master, after scanning your brain, I found out that Lancelot is a big tin man." Lancelot, the intelligent brain implanted in Shen Jingbing's cerebral cortex, made a sound. He ordered to output the map to Shen Jingbing's eyes.

Although this AI system is not as good as Elro's, it is still very advanced.

Qi Yu didn't have enough money to buy the basic raw materials they needed, but he was able to wholesale a lot of advanced AI systems back. God knows why the prices of plane transactions are so strange.

"That's armor! A knight's armor!" Shen Jingbing muttered twice, "The guy who doesn't understand men's romance."

"Is a man's romance an iron sheet?"

"I said it was armor!" Shen Jingbing glanced at the map and found that he was stepping on the edge of the proven area, so he opened the toolbox and took out an instrument no bigger than half a palm, and then inserted it into the dry land .

This thing is a detector, an artifact of stepping on a map.

The detector is running, and the circle on the tripod lights up. Under the dazzling sunlight, it seems that the blank space of the map in the eyes expands rapidly with the operation of the detector. Several small windows pop up, and the constantly jumping data Shaking quietly Bing dizzy.

But he will still read the most basic ones.

For example, the cross-cut diagram.

"Going forward is a cliff?" Shen Jingbing was stunned, and zoomed in on the proven base map.

Discovery is really a cliff.

"I suggest going in a straight line, my lord," said Lancelot, "otherwise you would surely..."

"Shut up Lancelot." Shen Jingbing interrupted Zhinao's words, and could hear the sarcasm from the electronic sound of the inorganic substance, "Can't you learn the chivalry that Lancelot should have! "

Lancelot searched for the meaning of chivalry, and then said: "I think I have done well, at least in terms of honesty, my lord."

"...shut up." Shen Jingbing paused, "Turn off the sound system."

you are annoying!

Don't you know if people are hard or not?

Being discriminated against by one's own brain is simply cruel!

What a caring and gentle little angel!

When the extension of the map in his eyes gradually stopped, Shen Jingbing put the detector back into the toolbox, looked at the map for a while, and saw a road that bypassed the cliff.

So he decided to take a short detour to avoid the dilemma of jumping off a cliff.

Go straight?

Are you kidding me, jumping off a cliff in a straight line.

Shen Jingbing closed the toolbox, looked left and right, and walked to the road not far from him.

This is an official way.

The land on this road was flattened, and both sides of the road were ragged and disheveled refugees.

Civilians cannot take the official road, but this does not prevent them from following the official road to where they want to go-otherwise, in this ancient times without navigation, there must be a lot of people who get lost when they go out.

Shen Jingbing paused when she could vaguely see a figure, looked down at the clothes on her body that were completely different from this era but were quite comfortable, and touched her short hair.

"Lancelot, help me pretend."

[You just need to roll a few times on the ground, master. ] Lancelot, who turned off the sound system, entered such a sentence, but still began to read the surrounding information, and changed Shen Jingbing's attire properly.

Dead Tsundere.Shen Jing Bing cursed, looked at the short coat she was wearing, picked up the toolbox disguised as a wooden box, opened it curiously, and found that it was neatly arranged with needles and needles of all sizes. some herbs.

"..." This could not be the medical kit that Lang Zhong carried with him.

[You guessed it right, master. ]

Shen Jingbing looked up at the refugees who had many injuries, "What if they seek medical treatment?"

Lancelot plays dead.

"..." When he goes back this time, he must change his brain, Shen Jingbing thought, in order to avoid people actually coming up to seek medical treatment, he walked slowly alone at a place far away where he could vaguely see the official road.

After living in peace for three days, Shen Jingbing once again swallowed the tasteless nutrient with grief, and stuck out her tongue.

He missed his mother's winter melon pork ribs soup more and more QAQ.

The refugee group that had been quiet all this time suddenly became commotion, and the refugees who were staggering under the scorching sun suddenly scattered, leaving the official road in a panic, and many ran towards him, their faces full of panic and panic.

Shen Jingbing hurriedly put away the nutrient supplements she drank, and looked eagerly at the rushing refugees.

A large wave of zombies is approaching, Sunflower is quiet and trembling.

The neighing of the horse sounded from not far away, and the dull sound of the horse's hooves stepping on the dry and hard ground was particularly obvious in the hoarse voices of the refugees shouting something.

Soldiers in armor rode fat and strong horses, and they galloped along the official road. A group of soldiers guarding the central carriage and supplies suddenly left their guard positions and rushed straight to the refugees resting beside the official road. .

Shen Jingbing opened his eyes wide.

The soldiers who couldn't see their faces raised their sharp blades and stabbed at the refugees who were forced to walk slowly by hunger.

The stabbed person fell down slowly.

Shen Jingbing's face suddenly turned pale.

The soldier waved his hands and killed a few refugees who were slightly behind, pulled the reins in his hand to stop the horses from moving, watched the fleeing civilians raise their swords in their hands, said something loudly, and then clamped the horse's belly to start again. Into the ranks of Mercedes-Benz on the official road.

Their purpose was to drive these refugees away, but they did not hesitate to kill those who walked slowly.

[Armor, is that your romance too, master? ]

"...shut up." Shen Jingbing didn't understand why they did this, the excitement of witnessing the murder scene with his own eyes made him emotionally messed up.

When the refugees saw that no one was chasing them, their footsteps gradually stopped.

Their dim eyes looked at the dense army, and their eyes were numb.

Others were weeping quietly.

[Excessive adrenaline secretion, the restoration instrument is adjusting the balance... Your mood swings are very strong, do you need a sedative? ]

"No need..." Shen Jingbing closed his eyes and took a deep breath, his mind went blank, and then asked: "Lancelot, do you think we have a future in the arms business here?" Emotions are quite useful.

[This is the cold weapon plane, master. ]

"So I think hot weapons are very marketable." Shen Jingbing rubbed her chin, her eyes burning, "I really want to beat them up."

[Then you should beat me up. ]

"..." Shen Jingbing took a deep breath, "Lancelot, shut up."

It's so annoying!

Shen Jingbing was not noticed by the refugees who were already very close to him, although he was well-dressed and fair-faced, and he didn't fit in with them as a whole.

But the refugees are more willing to pay attention to whether the army that has not been exhausted will suddenly rush out and slaughter them.

It is not uncommon for the Yuan army to kill Han people.

And the insurgents are still far, far away from them.

And Shen Jingbing didn't know about the entanglement between the two sides of this plane. He always just wanted to finish stepping on the map quickly to complete the task and go back to the store. He didn't have any communication with the local people here.

Of course, now he can add one to his purpose to sell some arms to the enemies of the army he just entered.

No matter which plane you are on, massacring or mistreating defenseless civilians during and after war is quite disgusting.

He can kill people with a knife, and chug this group of people!

By the way, it can also increase the turnover of the store.

Shen Jingbing praised her professionalism and conscience, it couldn't be better.

Although Shen Jingbing has a big brain, she still sees things that are related to her very clearly. For example, after he visually inspected it, the girl standing only five meters away from the right front definitely has bigger breasts than BCUP...

But the breasts that surpassed BCUP did not stop Shen Jingbing.

After seeing this scene, he turned around and decided to listen to Lancelot and consider walking in a straight line.

"Speaking of which, Lancelot, why didn't you remind me that I went the wrong way before?" Shen Jingbing finally realized, "You don't have the navigation function, do you?"

[…] Lancelot was silent for a moment, [Sorry, master, I overestimated you earlier. ]

Shen Jingbing felt a pain in her knee.

As if ridiculed by the brain, he clutched his chest.

It hurts so much QAQ.

"Lancelot, if we turn back and walk in a straight line, how can we get over that cliff?"

[Jump down. ]

=口=? !

[Maybe there will be adventures, such as falling into the cave left by the immortal, or obtaining some magical props. ]

This stalk is a bit familiar, Shen Jingbing thought for a while, "Did you read something?"

[After scanning your brain, I found a lot of good things, such as "Mortal Cultivation of Immortals X", "Tomb of X" and so on, I think you can give it a try. ]

……Are you serious.

Of course Lancelot meant it.

After half a day's trek, Shen Jingbing finally ran to the edge of the cliff.

It was already dark when we arrived.

Holding the toolbox, he stuck out half of his head and looked at the bottom of the dark cliff where he could not see the bottom. He shivered.

So dark, Mama QAQ.

"Will I fall to my death, Lancelot?" Shen Jing asked tremblingly.

[meeting. ]

...Your uncle.