My Fort Has a Caliber of Three Thousand Meters

Chapter 50 "Lord Feng Jiutian, This Time... We Lost."

Chapter 50 "Lord Feng Jiutian, this time, we lost."

When Chen Jiang's kill count reaches 30,000!

Feng Jiutian has begun to destroy his own meat valley in a hurry!

Destroying a meat valley can bring 3000 kills.

The gap quickly narrowed again.

But as time goes by!

Accompanied by smoke and flames filling the sky, as well as hell-like wails, they kept ringing!

Chen Jiang's kill count reached 50,000!

"Race kill rankings."

"First on the list: Human player, Chen Jiang."

"Number of aliens killed: 50021."

"Two on the list: Mechanical player, Feng Jiutian."

"Number of aliens killed: 31239."

The gap is already nearly double.

At this time, there are still two and a half hours until the race kill list is settled, at 12 o'clock today.

"50000!"

Feng Jiutian stood at the edge of the canyon with a calm expression, looking at the scattered stars in the night in the distance. After being silent for a while, he said, "How much more meat valley do we have?"

"Three three seats."

The subordinate standing aside lowered his head and whispered with a slightly trembling voice: "There are less than ten thousand aliens at most. Even if we destroy all three meat valleys, we still can't catch up with the human player."

"Lord Feng Jiutian, we lost this time."

"Lost?"

Feng Jiutian stood there with a calm face, violent flames flashing in his eyes, slowly lowered his head to look at his red mechanical fingers, and said softly: "You said I lost?"

"When did I, Feng Jiutian, lose?"

"I, the Machine Tribe, have never lost before?"

"Contact Yan Pomen and I want to buy the meat grain from him."

"Lord Feng Jiutian."

The subordinate standing aside looked stunned for a moment, and subconsciously said anxiously: "The Rougu in Yan Pomen's hand is ready to take over from you."

"According to the plan, Master Feng Jiutian, you have won the first place in the mechanical clan kill list for seven consecutive days, and then it is time for Master Yan Pomen to appear."

"If, sir, you accept his meat grain at this time, then the two adults will completely miss the plan in the next few days, and the leader will blame you!"

The next second——

A black muzzle was pointed at the subordinate's forehead. The words he had not finished speaking were instantly swallowed back and his mouth was shut obediently.

Feng Jiutian, on the other hand, took out a prop from his arms and planned to contact Yan Pomen in person.

In the wilderness, walkie-talkies can be used for short-distance communication. In the mechanical city, signal towers can be used for communication within the city and surrounding edge areas.

But in the wilderness, long-distance communication requires the use of special props.

soon.

The screen is connected.

Feng Jiutian stood there, looking at the handsome man lying on a chair and tasting red wine in the picture in front of him, and said directly: "You should already know about me by now."

"I need the meat grain in your hands."

"Only your meat valley is closest to me, so I can only find you."

"The price is whatever you want."

"certainly."

In the picture, a very handsome man was lying on a chair, tasting red wine. He gently shook the red wine glass in his hand and said with a half-smile: "I don't know about your affairs."

"People of all races around the world know it."

"Everyone is staring at you now, wanting to see who can win the final victory between the mechanical race Feng Jiutian and the human race Chen Jiang."

"On the second day after the racial kill ranking list was launched, such a big conflict occurred. It was really unpredictable."

"I said--"

Feng Jiutian paused for a moment and said with a cold face: "You can set the price as you wish. I don't want to hear any other nonsense."

"oh?"

The man in the picture raised his eyebrows lightly, became interested, slowly stood up and sat on the chair, put his hands on his knees, and looked at Feng Jiutian: "I can decide the price?"

"Including the electric thermal cannon in your abdomen, which represents your identity as a executor?"

"you!!"

A hint of viciousness flashed in Feng Jiutian's pupils. He didn't expect that the other party would be so open-minded. Without this thing, it would mean the disappearance of his identity as a follower, and he would not be able to bear the consequences!

But when I think about the unabashed provocation of human player Chen Jiang today!

If he loses this time, his name Feng Jiutian will probably become a joke among all races!

This is even more intolerable to him!

He took a deep breath, his eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and said word by word: "As long as you give me all the meat in your hand and let me win this time, I can heat this electric energy that represents the identity of the holder of the order. Cannon, here you go!”

"oh?"

The man in the picture was stunned for a moment, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help but smile and said: "It seems that you were really pushed into trouble by that human boy."

"This kind of thing, you worked hard to get it, and you are actually willing to trade it."

"Tsk, tsk, seeing how sincere you are, I made this deal with you."

"I have a total of 23 Meat Valleys. The coordinates have been sent to you. They should not be too far from your current location."

"The permissions have also been unlocked for you. You can turn it on when you get to the location."

"Go ahead."

"call."

After accepting the sharing of coordinates and permissions, Feng Jiutian breathed a sigh of relief and stared at the handsome man in the picture with a gloomy expression: "Thank you, electric thermal cannon. I will deliver it to you personally after the end of the day."

"Hahaha."

The handsome man in the picture shook the wine glass, drank it casually, then shook his head and said: "No, you can keep it for yourself."

"No, no need?"

Feng Jiutian was stunned for a moment, unable to figure out what it meant.

"Of course not."

The man in the picture slowly stood up and yawned, then looked at Feng Jiutian and said with a smile: "What are you thinking about? We are all followers of the Machinery Clan, although we usually have conflicts with each other."

"But now that the two tribes are at war and taking advantage of the situation, wouldn't it be a joke to the outsiders?"

"Go ahead and win first place!"

"Tell that boy who was abandoned by the human race that the machine race will crush him and win the first place in the Ten Thousand Races Arena!"

"That's true from beginning to end!"

"Come on, my Lord Feng Jiutian."

As he said that, he smiled and hung up the screen.

Looking at the picture with white gray dots and no signal, Feng Jiutian was stunned for a moment, and it took him a while to react. He lowered his head and looked at the barren wilderness at his feet, and a sudden warmth surged in his heart.

This feeling is still very strange.

After a moment, a smile appeared on his lips, and his eyes looked calmly not far away.

"Suddenly, I kind of like this Yan Po Men."

"It feels like he is not so narcissistic and arrogant. He seems to be somewhat humane."

Then, without any further hesitation, he turned his head and looked at the racial kill rankings. Chen Jiang's ranking was rising rapidly, with a trace of cruelty flashing in his eyes.

"Today, all races will know what kind of existence the mechanical race Feng Jiutian is!"

"wait for me!"

"I will crush you with great force under the witness of everyone!"

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