Chapter 2479 The Vicious Female Supporter of Urban Martial Arts 11
The person in charge of the project was stunned, and then he actually took out his mobile phone and pointed it at Bai Tianming: "Please tell me again, even if there is a problem with this barrier and it needs repair and upgrade, don't do it, right?"
It was Bai Tianming's turn to be stunned. He shouldn't argue with the other party. Then after a round of talk, the other party recognized his words and gave up. It seems that since Liu Ruyan overturned the testimony in the court, the world has begun to develop out of control.
I originally planned to use my own strength to prove that the world would still turn around without Ye Fan, so I prepared many reasons and a long paragraph of rhetoric.
According to the regulations, the barrier must be intact. This matter is said to the world, and the other party is reasonable.
In this case, Bai Tianming could only mobilize 500 people to assist in the construction of the barrier.
After returning home, it was dark and bright, and during the day Ming lay down to catch up on his sleep. I heard various sounds coming from the barrier, and martial artists have particularly good hearing.
So annoying! He simply sat cross-legged and started practicing.
Xining had a good sleep and woke up at almost noon, just in time for dinner.
The food in the restaurant has just been placed, so there are not many people. It comes standard with four dishes and one soup, two meat and two vegetarian dishes. The cooking team who was serving the dishes saw that it was her and picked up the largest big rack, and also put on the smaller ones that were only available when the big rack was smaller.
After finishing a meal, she found a place to sit by the window. It was not yet lunch break, and the entire restaurant was empty.
According to the ancient training method, the soldiers got up before 4:30 in the morning, gathered five minutes later, and then started practicing martial arts. At seven o'clock, go to the toilet, eat in the cafeteria, and take a shower if necessary. Practice at eight o'clock. Dinner is served at 11 o'clock, lunch is taken after the meal, and theoretical classes, practical exercises, video observations, etc. begin at 1 o'clock. If you want to hurry up, it will end at three in the afternoon, dinner will start at five in the evening, and the lights will be turned off at ten in the evening.
It seems that everything is fine in the afternoon, but in fact it is the time to look at one's self-control ability. Unlike the martial arts academy, here, no one supervises the practice. If you are lazy or feel that you have no talent, you will not be able to improve your practice.
And unlike other periods, when cultivation reaches a critical stage, it sometimes takes several days and nights, and you don't need to participate in various training camps and studies. If you want to be lazy, you can do it once in a while, just ask for leave and explain the reason. But if you practice too many times and your cultivation level fails to improve, you will soon be eliminated.
The so-called eliminations are either replaced by new warriors with higher cultivation levels, or they die on the battlefield.
Starting from the transcendent realm, you can arrange your own schedule. As a result, people often become more motivated when practicing martial arts and learning in the extraordinary realm.
After eating, the radio that represents the lunch break sounded, showing half an hour of news.
Xining picked up the finished plate and chopsticks and put them in the recycling area. I went to get another bottle of water, unscrewed the lid, took out a plastic pill box from my uniform pocket, poured a few pills out of it, threw it into my mouth, and drank it with water.
This is a medicine that supplements nutrition and creates a feeling of satiety. A warrior can make an ordinary family poor just by eating carbohydrates.
She screwed on the lid and returned to the single dormitory. After sitting down and thinking about it, she began to rummage through the boxes.
Soon she arrived at the logistics department and put a box on the table: "Send it to this address as quickly as possible."
As a general rule, all couriers and items sent out need to be inspected. The logistics department soldier was stunned when he opened the box. There were various drugs, some synthetic and some natural. There is also a wild ginseng among them, with so many fibrous roots that are so long that it proves to be more than a hundred years old. There are also a few unnamed fruits, red, green, and even golden. Each one is sealed in a gel-like protective substance, which is as fresh as picking.
Oh my god, what did he see. These items are worth more than a diamond of approximately the same size.
She asked: "When will it be delivered soon?"
The soldier swallowed: "One, one day!"
"Okay, the sooner the better." She threw a piece of paper into the box and left. In fact, you can send short messages, but handwritten messages appear more sincere.
The soldier opened the folded paper and it said, "Have a good rest. I will come to see you when I have time. I love you like smoke."
Looking at the address again, the recipient is Ye Fan.
Ye Fan was already a useless person, but she still sent him so many things, probably because she wanted to cheer him up again. However, if one's cultivation has been abolished, how can it be so easy to recover? In history, there has been no one whose cultivation has been abolished and then recovered again in the past ten years. In ancient times, there were only three or five. Those are all legends.
The soldiers present in the Logistics Department gathered around and looked at the letter and things with admiration. When he was finally packing and sealing the box, the soldier felt that his hands were shaking, and he took it upon himself to add a foam box outside to reduce the vibration.
Back in the dormitory, Xining edited a few more messages and sent them to Ye Fan, then crossed his legs and continued practicing. Even if you can't break through in a short time, you must practice harder and improve a little bit, so that you will have more possibilities to survive on the battlefield.
In the evening, fifty thousand demons gathered outside Border No. 1. Pairs of bright eyes of various colors looked sharply at the light and noise in the distance.
The whole day, the humans have been so noisy, I don’t know what they are doing.
A falcon one elbow high flew over and landed lightly on the Black Demon's arm.
The Black Devil, who was as black as briquettes, his pale eyes were in sharp contrast with his whole body. He looked at the falcon for a while and then said what he had communicated with the falcon: "Humans are transporting cement stones, watering and repairing the barrier pillars. There were a lot of people, hundreds of them, and there were people in Taoist robes sitting nearby drinking tea.”
"Pfft" The red devil, who was wearing a red evening dress and had an absolutely hot figure, smiled coquettishly: "This is really rare. I haven't cultivated the barrier in many years. Is Ye Fan going on wedding leave or is he sick?"
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Black Devil: "I haven't seen Ye Fan for several days. Why don't you give me a call?"
The white devil, who was dressed in white and as pale as paper, frowned, but its eyebrows and beard were all white, so the silver-white eyebrows could not be seen on the face: "Wait a minute, maybe this is their trick. , just to let us fight and then destroy us.”
The red devil rolled his charming eyes: "In case you are really not here, this opportunity must not be missed, and it will never come back."
The white devil was cruel: "Order to rest and attack at the next moment!"
The sky at night was surprisingly clear, and the bright moon among the bright stars was as bright as a thousand years ago.
The White Demon spread his hands and faced the bright moon, absorbing the essence of the sun and moon. Many demons nearby who relied on this method to practice also seized the opportunity to absorb it.
After swallowing, Bai Mo took a long breath and waved his wide sleeves.
"Are you full?" The red devil sitting on the rock nearby played with the ends of his curly hair and spoke like a coward: "I'm still hungry. I haven't eaten meat for many years and my strength is almost gone. I must catch it this time. Give me two strong men. If they are alive, don’t kill them.”
The dark demon hiding next to him bared his teeth and smiled. Even with such bright moonlight, he was still hidden in the night, and his white teeth revealed his position.
"If Ye Fan is not here, grab some more for rations." Bai Mo sneered coldly, looked at the full moon slanting to the west, and pulled out the one-meter-diameter full-moon sword from behind.
The black devil took a look and drew out his own two-meter-high black sickle. At this time, his image was similar to the Western God of Death.