Chapter 827 Why Don't You Go to Heaven? (Congratulations to Master Xiaoyao Sword Immortal 123)

(Add 4/4 for the leader "Xiaoyao Sword Immortal 123", and finally pay off another debt, and there are two more updates tonight.)

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The vibration of Tianxun came, and the two people who were fighting fiercely stopped suddenly.

Baimao's face was almost turned into a bun by the fat man's hands, and now he tried his best to open his mouth and said, "Wait a minute, Tianxun."

"Is there a wait for the fight?"

"I'll let you enjoy it later!" Bai Mao shook his eyebrows with a smile on his face, and the fat man withdrew his hands in a jerk, feeling terrified all over his body.

Seeing the Tianxun number, Bai Mao's face immediately changed into a respectful look.

"Well, tutor, hello tutor!"

After talking for a while, I hung up Tianxun, and then looked at the fat man with a sad face, "Credit problem, the tutor called me to come over."

The fat man laughed heartlessly when he heard that, he is not alone.

"The instructor said that he left me a few small tasks to do casually, just collect enough credits first, alas."

With a sigh, the fat man's face wrinkled like a chrysanthemum.

Bai Mao patted the fat man's shoulder, and pointed to the shield hoisted over there, "Why don't you conduct an equipment test here first? This shield is really good. Think about it, it can prevent riots, no~~ Explosive bombs How practical is the rear foldable shield, you can use it as a skateboard for mountain downhill at critical moments..."

You obviously wanted to say the first word, the fat man shook his head blankly.

He doesn't want to mention this topic now, even if Bai Mao blows up the equipment, he will never consider it.

"Can you bring me one if you have a mission?" But after thinking about it, the fat man still said pitifully.

"Let's go, I'll see if I can find some accommodation with him."

So the two walked out side by side, and of course there were other voices from time to time.

"Fatty, the color of your mecha is too flamboyant. Change it to another one. You can see your mecha from the space station at a glance."

"That's right, how about another one?"

"Well, a seventh-generation Chameleon livery recently appeared in the Barnard galaxy, I think you can consider it."

"You can have this." Fatty said excitedly.

"Combined with your chrysanthemum shield, you will definitely be able to win every battle on the battlefield!"

"roll."

...

Not long after, the dejected two walked out of the tutor building.

The dejected two looked at each other.

"Ugh."

With a long sigh at the same time, the two walked towards the mission release area of ​​the academy at the same time.

The tutor was accommodating, and the tasks could be divided equally. As a result, the credits of both of them this year were not enough for the minimum standard.

Now, a fat and a thin two are standing in front of the public light curtain in the mission hall of the academy.

There are a lot of people coming and going around, because in addition to the tasks issued by the academy, there are more personal commissions here, and credits are also used as the only transaction currency.

And the students think that the cheapest thing about Dingchuan is that they put up a big sign next to you, which lists the items that the students can redeem with credits.

It can be an item, it can be a temporary permission, or it can be one-on-one teaching from a certain mentor.

Bai Mao looked at the poor 0.1 credit task on the task board that was snatched up in seconds, and then looked at his drool-worthy 80-credit college 5th anniversary [Sharp] series light control chip next to him.

This is a limited edition that will not be released to the public, surpassing the existence of the 9th generation military standard mecha chip!

Excited just thinking about it, okay?

Now I can only look at it, let's earn points honestly.

Groups of students passed by from time to time, many of whom were acquaintances.

Just as Bai Mao was yelling why good tasks could only be accepted by the team, a young man surrounded by a group of students happened to pass by. He only felt that the voice was a little familiar, and turned his head when he heard it.

When he saw the proud white hair on the top of his head, a sarcastic smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

Zhang Shaotang from Capital Star is in a very good mood, because he has already completed the semester tasks in just one third of this semester, and even with the help of the powerful resources of the Student Union, he still has a lot of extra credits in his hands.

So he became the first batch of star students to set up his own academy team, the team name [Split Sky].

Among the first-year freshmen of Dingchuan College, the team's 100% completion rate for three consecutive tasks has almost earned all the attention in the past 20 days.

Seeing this Baimao, whom he rarely met after the special training, Zhang Shaotang felt that there had been a fundamental change in his mentality.

Power is really a good thing. Dingchuan is a tiny microcosm of society, and Zhang Shaotang's starting point here is far beyond other people.

"What a coincidence, why is there no team? Does Mu Fan think that you are too late to do it alone?"

Hearing the voice close to his ear, Bai Mao turned his head subconsciously, and then saw the guy who thought he was elegant.

He looks like a dog in a small preppy suit, and his hair is as meticulous as the ducks in the red light district of the Central District. The group of dogs around him has been polluted physically and mentally.

So Baimao was happy, "Hehe, long time no see, the taste is still familiar. Sure enough, if you change a few layers of skin, it won't be a bastard."

The fat man looked up at the white hair with admiration in his heart, and he will serve you right now.

The muscles in Zhang Shaotang's eyes twitched, and the students around him looked over dissatisfied, as if there were signs of surrounding them.

But Zhang Shaotang stretched out his hand to block his companion with great grace, and then sneered, "Why are you worrying about your studies now? For the sake of my fellow reserve students, I can approve you as a non-staff member of [Split Sky], how about it?" ?”

Looking down at Bai Mao, Zhang Shaotang naturally has his confidence now.

Almost all of the outstanding students specially recruited by the Army Reserve formed their own teams.

Dingchuan College strongly encourages students to take more interstellar walks during their studies.

A qualified talent must not confine his vision to one place, and create the future with a broader vision and a broader mind. This is the talent training standard of Dingchuan College.

His [Split Sky] team is currently ranked number one among the freshmen, and has collected many outstanding talents. Now this team is crowded with many people who want to join.

"Crack the sky? But you are so bad, why don't you go to the sky? Isn't the Ritian team even more famous? I can also recommend a few more local styles for you, the strong team, the king's team, and the funeral team. , These are so down-to-earth... Your name is too bad, and I don’t want to go even if I pay money."

Looking up at the forty-five-degree starry sky, Bai Mao picked out his ears in an unusually elegant gesture, and snorted coldly with just the right amount of disdain in his nasal cavity.

At the same time, I silently scored myself: 10 points!

The sarcastic voice made the onlookers laugh out loud, feeling that the guy with the white hair on his head spoke too badly.

"Your mouth really hasn't improved at all after several months." Zhang Shaotang sneered and watched Baimao's performance.

As the holder of the dual status of the captain of the first team and a key cadre of the student union, if he and Bai Mao are arguing here now, it will be completely self-degrading.

So he casually pointed to the rolling light curtain above his head, and the number one on it was——

[Team Split Sky, level 1, 3 stars, total points 2.4, mission completion rate 100%], there are 3 bronze stars listed together in front of the team name.

Whether it's those numbers or the three bronze star marks, it looks far more dazzling than the second place.

"I will push you farther and farther away. I hope you can find a team to eat and die as soon as possible." The undisguised mocking tone made the companions around Zhang Shaotang burst into laughter, which was really too much for them. Boost morale.

"May you keep such a high level of bragging." Bai Mao curled his lips, the most annoying thing is that others use this and that threat.

Pretending to be a criminal is the most disgusting thing.

snap~

At this time, a figure quietly walked to Bai Mao's side, and put a palm on his shoulder lightly.

The unsuspecting Baimao shuddered.

"Who?"