Text Chapter 198: Local Tyrant

On a sunny night, the stars are shining brightly.

Zhao Nan casually tugged at the sleeves that had receded to the elbows due to the high-speed movement. His lips had long been dried by the wind that hit him rapidly. The two lips were tightly stuck together, making him unwilling to speak. .

"My name is Gu Yun." The young man suddenly smiled.

The thin willow-leaf lips are extremely lubricated.

Zhao Nan nodded slightly, her shriveled lips were pulled away, and she responded to the other party's introduction, "Zhao Nan."

"Mage Dragonrider, I've heard your name before." Gu Yun patted the back of the silver-white dragon pet, and the silver-white dragon pet fell silent immediately, "If there is a chance, do it again, the bet remains the same, how about it?"

Zhao Nan looked up at the sky, then at Gu Yun's face that made countless women feel ashamed, and sighed, "I need to find a referee first."

"There will be good referees."

Gu Yun shrugged his shoulders and sat down on the dragon pet's long horns. The silver and white dragon pet's long tail clicked in the air, and it turned into a silver-white light and shadow and quickly disappeared into the night sky. That was the way it came.

Zhao Nan watched silently for a while before landing in a place with few people and wandering into the city. He took Olisis back, and in order not to be recognized by others, he even walked in the alleys with few people in the city. He is more familiar with Dongyuan City than Tingfeng City, so those snakes and insects hiding in the dark are nothing more than that.

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When he returned to his new home, he was carrying a lot of things in his hands. There are some ingredients bought from the east city, and some pet rations bought from the west city. The residence is painted in pure white, and the lights have not been turned on during the period. Zhao Nan weighed the things in his hand, laughed at himself, and always felt that he was cheating.

Just like those idiots complaining about women in the world, Zhao Nan pushed the door open, opened the kitchen door, put on a woman's apron, and began to process the ingredients in his hands. After finishing everything, he was about to cook But suddenly stopped.

He suddenly didn't know what flavor he should make. There are a lot of things I bought tonight, and they are fresh, and they all taste great. It is not difficult to combine them into a good dish.

He looked at the kitchen utensils in his hands, at the sliced ​​pieces of meat on the table, leaning against the red-hot pot, and at the spices that were gradually ripening in the boiling oil, he hesitated Willing to do it... It's like he is reluctant to sum up what happened today.

Suddenly the spatula in his hand was quickly snatched away, and his body was pushed away. But she saw Finina frowning, swiftly pouring all the pieces of meat that had been cut on the table into the hot pot, and quickly stir-fried them. She pinched the seasoning on the side between her fingers, and slowly Kneading, kneading down.

Steaming, with hands jumping in it.

Zhao Nan stood quietly watching the flawless operation, but always felt that Finina looked much better at this moment than when she was flying with a sword among the monsters, and she gradually became obsessed with it.

After a while, a piece of hot stir-fried diced meat was put on the plate, and the rising aroma made Zhao Nan wake up, it turned out that he was hungry.

"When did you come back?" Zhao Nan reached out to pick up a piece of diced meat in the plate.

Unexpectedly, he was slapped hard on the back of some hands, but the stealing was unsuccessful. The man who had just finished cooking a dish wiped the grease from his hands, and instead of answering this question, he asked another question in dissatisfaction: "Didn't you be asked to come back and rest?"

Zhao Nan raised his hands pretending to be wronged and said, "If you sleep too much, you will be tired."

Finina still rolled her eyes in dissatisfaction, and then began to fiddle with the ingredients on the table, frowned slightly, quickly picked out two of them, and quickly cleaned the pot, making new ones. Cai, "Go take a shower, don't get in the way here, what are you looking like!"

"When did this kitchen become your sacred place?" Zhao Nan couldn't help laughing and said, "Besides, I taught you this hand job. Isn't this going over the bridge to remove the boards, and the apprentice will lose the master after teaching it?"

Finina said disdainfully: "I have been a teacher for a long time, and in your words, it was the green out of the blue who shot you to death on the beach."

Zhao Nan hugged her from behind, resting her chin on her shoulder, and said pitifully, "Do you really want to take a picture?"

"Just shoot!"

That slap hit his forehead, Zhao Nan screamed in pain, but Finina said unhappily, "It's light."

Zhao Nan smiled flatteringly, and suddenly said: "There are so many things, how did you decide which dishes to cook?"

The ability to know what to do at a glance, in Zhao Nan's eyes, is like a magical skill.

Finina stared and said, "How many years have I been cooking for you, if I don't know your taste, how about it? Also, are you really planning not to go out?"

Zhao Nan was moved in his heart, but surrendered on his face and said, "Let's go."

But he thought that this kind of ability would take years to develop... Did he want to think about the same problem for several years? That seems to be more of a headache.

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The nest of gold-eating ants did not hide for long. Gao Mingyang led the guild's people to brush here for three days and three nights. When he was about to vomit, he was finally discovered.

All the guilds in Dongyuan City are not vegetarians. All kinds of information are flying all over the sky. Especially these top-ranked guilds, their actions have received great attention. On the fourth day, a small guild from the former Dongyuan City obtained a pit for spawning monsters through some friendship with 'The End of the World'. The news spread quickly, and more and more guilds or players wanted to come to this leveling point.

This is impossible. The 'End of the World' guild has occupied this place for three full days, and has gained a lot of benefits. Leaving aside the question of experience, just a kind of enchanting material produced after the death of the gold-eating ants is enough for the guild to make a fortune.

So Gao Mingyang waved his hand and gave up the leveling point with satisfaction.

There was applause, but when all the players were praising the high president, Gao Yi, they didn't know that this president who loves to make a fuss had already secretly felt happy.

"Brother Nan, is there a better way to level up?"

President Gao, who knows the taste of the marrow, shamelessly told Zhao Nan about the matter afterwards, and then asked again brazenly.

If he didn't know what kind of person this guy is, Zhao Nan would have tortured him long ago. Is there a place for this kind of secret level-up point? Moreover, if the number of players in Dongyuan City has been several times that of the past since the integration and migration, there are crowds of people everywhere, and the level 30 map has long been developed to the limit. Fortunately, this nest of gold-eating ants was preserved.

"There is one. There are countless monsters there, and there is absolutely no one who will compete with you."

Gao Mingyang regained his energy immediately, "Where is it?"

"Dense fog area." Zhao Nan also said happily: "That place is full of monsters above level 30!"

"Fuck, kid, you're playing tricks on me!"

Zhao Nan said contemptuously: "It's good to know. Now you have no way to upgrade except for doing tasks."

Gao Mingyang shook his head and said, "I just feel that the process of finding the aborigines to get the mission is not as enjoyable as directly killing monsters."

This is obviously a typical example of preferring hands to brains. Zhao Nan suddenly said: "Actually, there is another way to gain experience without spawning monsters or doing tasks."

Gao Mingyang was stunned, but this time he really came to his senses: "You said those who joined the city defense army? Then forget it. Ximenyu is very strict about all establishments, even if he is a member of the 'Purgatory' guild, he never recruits He only needs aborigines. We players can upgrade through other methods, but aborigines can only become city defense forces and patrols. One more aborigine is equal to more power, which is good for monsters when they attack the city. Although I like to upgrade, I still can't do this kind of thing like occupying the latrine and not shit. Besides, if Dongyuan City is not guaranteed, these experiences will be useless."

People from the 'Purgatory' guild naturally cannot be recruited, but if they are not from the 'Purgatory' guild, who knows? Zhao Nan didn't know how many people Ximenyu had trained before the catastrophe. The number of people in a mid-level guild is 1,000 people. What if there are more than a thousand people?

"If you were given such a latrine, but no one came to urge you, would you like it?"

Gao Mingyang was taken aback again, he knew Zhao Nan too well. This guy never said anything, so he almost didn't want to ask: "Where's the latrine?"

Zhao Nan smiled mysteriously, but did not speak. He tapped his hand several times in front of Gao Mingyang, and then Gao Mingyang heard a voice ringing in his ear.

He always thought it was a fucking sound.

"Ding! Player Gao Mingyang, Zhao Nan, the lord of Tingfeng City, a level 5 city, invites you to join Tingfeng City, do you want to join?"

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President Gao with a bearded face suddenly put his hands on Zhao Nan's shoulders, his eyes widened. He knew Tingfeng City, and Zhao Nan asked him to inquire about it back then.

He knew Zhao Nan better, and knew that no matter where this guy was, he would always do some annoying things, but he never thought that it would be such a annoying thing.

"City Lord?" Gao Mingyang asked seriously.

Zhao Nan nodded, "It's like a fake."

"Level 5?" Gao Mingyang Gao Mingyang's hands suddenly trembled.

Zhao Nan still nodded.

"Fuck, shit, shit!!"

President Gao suddenly felt that his thinking was a bit incompetent. Dongyuan City worked desperately. When the monsters attacked the city for the second time, it was almost possible to upgrade the city. The only difference was the average level of the players. But after the Great Migration, the average level suddenly dropped a bit. This made Dongyuan City's plan to upgrade to a Tier 3 city had to be postponed again.

But now there is a guy standing in front of his eyes and telling him, "Nihao, my city is a level 5 city, and I want to invite you to join me now."

"Lord, let's be friends!" (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, novels are better and updated faster!)