Doomsday strong training system

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After speaking, he dragged Xu Wanqiu to find a place to sit down.

Sun Qianhui pushed her nose up and leaned closer, sitting opposite Chen Tiansheng.

"For the sake of your generosity, I can be your bodyguard for free for a day. Don't worry, I am very familiar with Lotus Mall. No one can bully you and your daughter with me."

Chen Tiansheng said righteously: "I don't need bodyguards, but I don't intend to treat you for nothing."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his voice and said, "What are you doing upstairs?"

Sun Qianhui looked around and said in a low voice:

"I've never been upstairs, but I heard that all the precious strengthening fluids are sold upstairs, even medicines that can make ordinary people evolve."

Chen Tiansheng was relieved, at exactly this time, the chef brought up two plates of delicious grilled steaks.

Sun Qianhui was so greedy that her saliva flooded, but she still smiled and pushed:

"You guys eat first, I'm not in a hurry."

Chen Tiansheng gave one of them to Xu Wanqiu, and put the other aside.

"Aren't you going to eat?"

As soon as the words fell, Chen Tiansheng grabbed a black cat from the arms of the windbreaker.

"I go!"

Sun Qianhui subconsciously drew her saber, her whole body tensed up and on alert.

"Meow"

Wu Qibahei glared proudly, then squatted on the table and began to chew the mutated steak.

"Don't be nervous, it's not a mutant beast!"

It took Sun Qianhui a while to recover, and said to Chen Tiansheng in disbelief:

"You have money and no place to spend it, right? This is precious mutated meat. Give it to a cat?!"

"Meow~"

Wu Qimahei asked: "Why can't I eat?"

Chen Tiansheng sneered and said:

"No way, you need to consume 10 crystal nuclei to go up to the third floor."

Sun Qianhui was even more shocked.

"That can't be wasted casually. You can buy guns and bullets with 10 crystal cores. Isn't it good to exchange 4 crystal cores for a gun for self-defense?"

Chen Tiansheng looked at the voracious Xu Wanqiu.

"It makes sense, how about changing a gun for you?"

"Snapped"

Sun Qianhui patted her forehead, she was convinced today.

I have seen lavish idiots before, but after the end of the world, I have never seen such a person.

This is a gun, she saved it for several months and was reluctant to exchange it for one, but Chen Tiansheng wanted to exchange it for the little girl to play with.

This is definitely in Versailles!

The chef brought the remaining two plates of roast beef, and stamped four stamps on Chen Tiansheng's ID card, representing the consumption rate of four crystal nuclei.

Sun Qianhui gobbled it up recklessly. It wasn't the first time she ate mutated meat. Leaving aside the deliciousness, she said that eating it would enhance her strength. This is an absolute luxury in the last days.

Chen Tiansheng took a sip and felt the taste was weird. When he was surprised, he explained his doubts blackly.

"The smell is to eliminate the prions in the mutated meat. The residual alcohol ruins the taste. It's normal that it's not as tasty as your mutated meat."

"No wonder!"

After eating the delicacy in the world, eating this kind of spoiled and mutated meat is like chewing wax, which is hard to swallow.

"Are you still eating?" asked Xu Wanqiu.

"It's not tasty, don't eat it."

Xu Wanqiu shied away, but it made Sun Qianhui who was opposite her very anxious.

"Don't waste it if you don't eat it, give it to me."

Pushing the mutated meat that only ate one bite to her, she still muttered about it.

"You really don't know what's good and what's wrong. You can't enjoy such delicious food. I really feel sad for you."

"You must have misunderstood delicious food."

Chen Tiansheng said impatiently:

"Hurry up and eat, take me to buy a gun after eating."

"it is good."

Sun Qianhui ate voraciously, and burped happily.

Under her leadership, I found an unremarkable shop on the second floor. A tall, thin middle-aged man was hugging a woman with heavy make-up and kissing him.

"Ahem, it's business."

Sun Qianhui interrupted their good deeds with a cough.

The tall and thin man approached with a smile on his face.

"What do you want?"

"I want this thing."

Sun Qianhui's stroke of eight, of course, has other meanings.

"Understand."

He opened the cabinet, took out a box, and put it on the glass display stand.

"The domestically produced 54 only needs four crystal nuclei, and if you add a silencer, it will be a must-have weapon for hunting zombies."