Pei Ye went to buy a lot of notebooks.

In the end of the collapse of all order, notebooks should be classified as luxury goods as "a short-term non-renewable resource", but given that no one uses these things now, they are thrown at flea market stalls and sold at low prices.

Ye Bufan was surprised: "It's time, are you still in the mood to write a diary?"

He has never written a diary after graduating from elementary school.

Pei Ye said: "Who told you that I want to write a diary? I am obviously preparing for the decisive battle in a few days. Don't talk nonsense if I don't understand."

Ye Bufan saw that she cut many small paper people quickly.

A rough count is twenty-eight...thirty-six...seventy-two...eighty-one...

At this time, the sound of a candle shining on the system sounded in my mind: "No need to count, one hundred and eight, this guy has obsessive-compulsive disorder."

Ye Bufan: "...You remember it very clearly about her."

Sure enough, the people who know you best are often not lovers but enemies.

Zhu Zhao smiled contemptuously and said, "If you are often slapped by her and then she has to slap your face again, you will be impressed and unforgettable. In ancient times, many unlucky people died because of her obsessive-compulsive disorder, and their wounds must be symmetrical."

If it is asymmetry, force it to be filled.

I had half a breath left, but half a life left. I would make up for it and it was completely out of my mind.

Ye Bufan: “…”

He subconsciously took a step back and widened his distance from Pei Ye.

After a while, Pei Ye also made 108 small paper men, one small paper man was responsible for a notebook. One hundred and eight small paper men and her deity started work together. In Ye Bufan's eyes, they were just a mess of children.

Zhuzhao also stared at her for a while, and hummed and laughed sarcastically.

"Tactics and magic are all tricks of human monks. When did you use them so easily?"

In ancient times, human races ranked last among all races, and not only were the innate roots and bones, but as they grew up in their acquired nature, a large amount of filth will accumulate in the flesh and blood meridians. Most other races will not have this trouble. Take the demon race as an example. After the demon race opens up its spiritual intelligence, it will not have this trouble. Use the power of its own bloodline to dissolve filth, but human monks need to use external objects or spend a lot of energy to cleanse marrow and bones.

If it is not cleaned regularly, the meridians will be blocked over time, and the cultivation speed will be slow, and the spiritual power you practice will also carry turbid air.

In order to make up for the innate shortcomings, human monks focused their development on external objects, such as magic tools, elixirs, talismans, etc.

However, in that era, the strong are respected and humans are not strong, so naturally their tricks were classified as inequality.

After that, the human race prospered and other races gradually declined, and these techniques became popular.

Pei Ye rolled his eyes.

"Aren't I a human race now?"

Zhuzhao was about to refute something, but flashed back to Ye Bufan's brain.

It was Gu Hanshuang, the brother and sister who were back.

Pei Ye closed the half-drawn notebook: "What did you buy when you went out?"

Gu Chaoyan took out a bunch of gun parts from the bag and assembled one quickly.

"gun?"

Gu Chaoyan said: "If you sell it in the base, it is a bit expensive."

"You have money?"

She put the assembled gun on the bed and said disdainfully: "You can have it after going out and you'll have it. There are always people who don't have eyes thinking they hit the fat sheep."

Pei Ye understood, and said that she was a black man and still played the role of a teacher with great sincerity: "But your beastization is not ruined, and you are not afraid of danger when you act alone? Base No. 1 is so big, it is hard to guarantee that you will not run into a hidden tough character."

Gu Chaoyan's face turned cold.

Losing the blood of the Fire Phoenix for no reason was her heart knot and her greatest shame.

But I couldn't get into Pei Ye, so I could only take a deep breath in secret and suppress my emotions.

"No, I don't take those survivors seriously yet."

Even if she loses the noble and powerful Fire Phoenix bloodline, she is still a "new human" and does not take the "old human" seriously at all.

Although the sparrow is weak, she is not very agile. If she really encounters danger, she can still escape.

Gu Hanshuang was also there, what could happen to her?

"Teacher Xiaolan"'s worries are simply redundant.

But I didn't know that something really happened, Gu Hanshuang might not help her.

Because before he figured out that Gu Chaoyan lost the bloodline of the fire phoenix, he decided not to turn beasts into a beast anymore.

No one knows this except Gu Hanshuang and Pei Ye.

We made preparations before the war one after another, and in a blink of an eye, we arrived at the early morning of the day the plot took place.

Since the natural disaster came, you can rarely see blue sky, white clouds and sun during the day, and you can’t see stars and moon at night. There are only frosted gray sky. Pei Ye was leaning against the table to take a nap. The open spiritual realm was slightly touched, which made her awake instantly.

Before Gu Hanshuang and his sister woke up, Pei Ye pushed Ye Bufan who was hitting the floor.

She didn't move much, and the latter was still sleeping to death and couldn't wake up.

At this time, the Zhuzhao system helped.

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The loud and harsh alarm clock rang in Ye Bufan's mind.

He was so scared that he jumped up from the ground like a live shrimp, his ears buzzing.

"I'll wipe it—Zhuzhao, are you sick?"

I just shouted, but I actually set the alarm clock for him, almost making him deaf.

Pei Ye said: "It's time to get up and work."

Ye Bufan raised his hand and wiped his greasy face, then wiped his clothes with disgust.

"So quickly? Didn't it mean that the wave of black creatures officially begins at seven or eight o'clock during the day?"

Thanks to the original author, the time setting is quite clear.

Pei Ye said: "When you say the cracks on the plane can be opened immediately? Of course, they cracked a little bit. Now the cracks are enough for the two of us to pass. Now we should get them done, don't drag them until tomorrow to increase casualties. Don't miss the opportunity and don't come again!"

Ye Bufan: “…”

He forgot that the Lord threatened to kill through the dark plane.

In the words of the candlelight system, this guy is very hard, hard, very hard.

When fighting, others usually start with temptation. If they don’t know how to come up, they will show their ultimate moves. When they find out the details of the enemy, they will play cards. This guy’s style is completely different from others. She likes to start big as soon as she comes up, and she will start big all the way, but she doesn’t like to put it away after she starts.

Once you feel refreshed, you will be in a thousand miles.

The perfect inheritor of violent aesthetics.

According to Zhuzhao, she was still a little demon. At the beginning of her development, there were opponents who were stronger than her, but whether they were about the same strength, those with lower strength than her, or those with one or two tiers higher than her, they were almost all beaten by her.

All of them entered her stomach and became a stepping stone to increase her strength and cultivation.

Why is this happening?

It’s not because she doesn’t like playing cards according to common sense that her opponent is stunned by her violent momentum.

It is difficult to chew in the early stages. It develops to the middle and late stages and is invincible at the same level, and can fight even if it reaches two or three levels.

My favorite thing is to use a body of injury to exchange for the enemy's life and make a fortune!

Ye Bufan deeply understood why Zhu Zhao had a deep memory of the Demon King...
Chapter completed!