Doomsday tyrant's rolling pet

The weaving women workers moved quickly. Baskets and baskets of wool thread were freshly twisted. Some of them were wound into balls for knitting sweaters, and some were directly used to stuff leather jackets after simple cleaning and exposure to the sun.

There are only a few people in the upper city who can afford woolen sweaters.

Therefore, you don’t need to knit too much sweater, and there will definitely be leftover wool balls.

The supervisor of the weaving room distributed four baskets of wool balls to the woolen room according to the estimate, and asked them to sell them.

"One ball of wool sells 120 first-grade crystal nuclei. Here are 120. Multiply 100 by 12000. I will collect [-] crystal nuclei tomorrow." The supervisor left after speaking.

The wool workers were never given a chance to express their views.

"This is simply buying and selling by force!!"

But there is no way, they are the only ones who are free in the entire livestock farm, and the job is assigned by the steward of the livestock farm, and they can't push it away.

"It's so hot, where can I sell it!"

"That's right. People in the lower urban area are living a tight life, and they are saving up to pay the license renewal fee. How can they be willing to take out the crystal core to buy wool?"

"Only an uptown person would stock up on winter clothes in advance."

"Then carry it to Shangcheng District and sell it. Didn't our team leader just get the silver badge recently?" Someone looked at Ruan Yan.

Ming Ming said: "But this is woolen thread, not finished clothes. If you want to buy it in the upper city, you must go to the weaver's weaver to weave it. How can you have the spare time to buy woolen thread and go back to weave it yourself?"

Everyone stopped talking.

This is a fact.

"What will happen if you can't sell it?" Hou Hei asked abruptly, breaking the stagnant atmosphere at the scene.

"It will be taken from us."

"Each of us will bear the crystal nuclear debt, and when the temporary residence permit expires, if the debt is not paid off, we will be kicked out of the base."

"This is too foolish." Mingming's eyes widened in disbelief.

The old resident smiled wryly: "Our job is coveted by many people. Some people bribed the steward of the livestock farm. The steward can't count the people out and make room for them..."

Mingming couldn't help but sigh: "The water is really deep."

"Ok!"

Yuan Gun jumped out and ran around the crowd with his small body bouncing: Don't be afraid, I'm here!

It ran in front, and the crowd followed behind carrying the woolen basket.

When they arrived at the junction of the upper and lower urban areas, the guards stopped them.

Only Ruan Yan and Ming Ming with silver badges were allowed to enter.

"Gentlemen, please do me a favor, let us go in and help~"

"Yeah, there are so many baskets of yarn balls, the two of them can't sell them!"

"No! You, no!" Gang Wei only recognizes the badge, not the emotion.

Everyone was at a stalemate.

A masked man wearing a diamond-print sweater came over and said in a muffled voice, "Let them in."

Gang Wei looked back and saw that it was him, and hurriedly let him go.

Yuan Gun took the lead and ran in. When passing the masked man, it slowed down a bit, raised its hairy head and looked at him curiously: Zhou Bocai, Shadio's exclusive scapegoat.The reason for wearing a mask is that he has no nose.

In a sky fire before the end of the world, he escaped drunk from the hotel room where he was in trouble, but his nose was burned off.

Since then, the mask has never been off my face, and I eat in my room behind my back.

If it was a celebration banquet or something held by the base, he usually just sat there without moving his chopsticks and watched others eat.

To sum it up in two words - really miserable.

Zhou Bocai lowered his head and looked at Yuan Gun, with a frivolous smile in his twinkling peach eyes: "Little guy, what do you want me to do?"

Yuan Gun immediately lowered his head and ran away in a snap.

Zhou Bocai turned his attention to Ruan Yan again, and the frivolity in his eyes became stronger: Beauty~

Ruan Yan hooked her fingers lightly, and a small space blade flew over, cutting off the thread of Zhou Bocai's mask very lightly, and the gray check cloth fell to the ground, revealing his two deep and ethereal breathing holes.

Flat and concave, with slightly raised burn scars on the edge, the whole face looks like a skull wrapped in a piece of human skin.

There were gasps all around.

Those aunts who were still bewildered by his eyes, their hearts of pink girls were instantly disillusioned.

Zhou Bocai's expression changed, he hurriedly raised his sleeve to cover his nose, and before leaving, he still gave Ruan Yan a vicious look.

The wool workers put the bamboo baskets by the fountain in the center of the city.Noise is forbidden in the upper city, and they dare not shout loudly.

Just put the price tag, sit quietly by the pool and wait for customers to come.

The people in the upper city just look different, all of them have rosy faces, strong bodies, and they walk vigorously.

Unlike the lower city, most of the people are sallow and emaciated refugees with bitter hatred.Occasionally, I met one or two people with better looks, and there was a high probability that they were dragons and tigers hiding in the base, and they were not to be messed with.

Such as their captain.

……

5 minutes passed and no one came to ask. Ten minutes passed, and the heads of the wool workers were gradually shrouded in dark clouds.

They looked at each other sadly, not knowing what to do.

The population of Shangcheng District is really sparse, and the residents of Yinhui who passed in front of them can be counted with ten fingers.

Everyone hurried to the official trading market next to them, without even looking at them.

Yuan Gun stretched out his claws to fish out a ball of wool from the wooden frame, groped furtively into the corner, tore off the end of the woolen thread, pinched it in his claws and started rolling on the ground.

Ruan Yan's eyes were fixed on it all the time, and when she saw Tuanzi's operation, she squinted her eyes, and her fingers were already ready to spank her!

He just got up to catch the bear.

Yuan Gun came back upside down, his body was wrapped in wool thread, round and stiff, with only a fluffy bear's head sticking out.

"Huh!" Come on, write for me, the Xiong family is now the best wool spokesperson!

Ruan Yan pulled her lips, took out a marker pen from her pocket, and wrote four large characters on the woolen thread that was tightly bound around Yuan Gun's body: buy thread, get bear.

Is it still not alright?

The black and white dumpling shook the bear's head impatiently, bouncing its small body and running on the spot.

"Okay." Ruan Yan took back the marker pen, and before he could close the cap, there was a flower in front of him.

A certain little cute beast has turned into a shadow and rushed to the trading market.

There are the most people in the weapons booth.

Yuan Gun jumped up with a [Strength], and walked slowly in front of them stepping on Bai Liang's blade.The stall owner was taken aback at first, but when he saw that it was a panda dumpling covered in woolen yarn, he smiled cheerfully, reached out and patted its head, and let it go.

Cuteness is indeed the most invincible!

Yuan Gun swaggered and advertised, it stopped at the only girl in the team on purpose, turned around and sat in a ball, with two heads and a body that was unbelievably round.

On Mao's head, the black ears twitched, and the back of her head was so cute that the girl covered her mouth and pinched the arm of the man beside her.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhly

"I'll catch you."

The man spat into the palm of his hand, gearing up.

Yuan Gun quickly turned his head, shook his body, and signaled them to read the words.

The girl pointed to the advertisement on the top: "You have to buy a thread to give it~"

"Buy a fart! I am a thread!"

The man reached out to grab it.

Yuan Gun hid to the side in disgust.

The man continued to follow with outstretched hands.

Yuan Gun's flexible body immediately jumped to the ground, and ran out paji paji.

The man led a dozen field team members hula la and ran after it.

The wool workers by the fountain pool saw a large group of people from a distance, and they were led towards this side by the white dumpling in front. Their faces were happy, and they got up quickly to attract customers.

Yuan Gun hid behind Ruan Yan's feet, hugged his calf and looked out.

The man who arrived later looked at it, then moved his gaze up to Ruan Yan's face for a while, and finally did not act rashly.

"How to sell it?" he asked.

"One hundred... ah!"

The wool worker who spoke was silenced by Ming Ming's foot.

"12000 first-level crystal nuclei, four baskets." Ruan Yan hugged Yuan Gun after answering, put it on his lap, and moved his slender fingers flexibly to remove the wool thread tied to its body, twisted it into a ball and rolled it again. Throw it back into the box, and shamelessly added two words: "Gift."

"Here are 120 secondary crystal nuclei." The man held a heavy sack in his hand, and shook his eager eyes, "Is it enough?"

Everyone nodded frantically: "Enough is enough!"

The man handed the crystal nucleus bag to the girl, and she went to replace the panda with her own hands.As for balls of wool, they might be good fuel for campfires at cookouts.

The girl walked forward holding the heavy crystal nucleus, Gu Pan's provocative big eyes flickered, and she looked at Ruan Yan shyly and timidly, waiting for him to hand over the bear, and then she gave the money.

Ruan Yan's big hand covering Yuan Gun's back remained motionless, but with the other hand, he took out three thumb-sized porcelain bears from his pocket.

Send it to the girl.

The girl grabbed Little Porcelain Bear in a daze.Is this a gift other than a gift?

A conscientious merchant, there are too many gifts!

As soon as she thought this way, her hand turned around, grabbed the heavy crystal nucleus cloth bag, and snatched it away without making a sound.

The girl didn't react, and when she came back to her senses.

The crystal nuclei have been scattered and dropped on the hands of each wool worker, five or six yuan per hand.

Those people carefully carried the crystal nucleus in their arms, protecting it like a baby.

The difficulty factor for getting it back has soared.

It would not be possible without killing a few people.

The girl decided to give them one last chance: "Give me the panda."

Ruan Yan turned a deaf ear to it, lowered her eyes and concentrated on cleaning the remaining wool on Yuan Gun's back.

Ever since she followed Boss Jin, since when did the girl suffer such grievances from being ignored.

"Brother Jin!" She angrily smashed the little porcelain bear in her hand to the ground, letting the tiny porcelain shatter into pieces, bouncing and scratching her ankles and calves.

Pouted, his watery eyes stared like two small balls, he ran back to Boss Jin angrily and anxiously, twisted the man's arm and cried, "We were cheated!!"

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