I want to create ten types of civilization

Chapter 192

Chapter 192

"Well, if you need it, I can give you some." Xuan Mo said casually, firearms, which he had to buy in the past, are no longer in his eyes, and people can make a lot of them casually .

"Can it be done?" Ning Rongrong was very surprised.

"Of course, I'll give this to you, please don't go off the hook." Xuan Mo handed Ning Rongrong a women's pistol. He still has a lot of this kind of conventional weapon in his guild hall.

"Thank you, Brother Mo. If you need a lot, I won't let Brother Mo suffer." Ning Rongrong said confidently. She was still very confident in the foundation of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect.

Xuan Mo smiled, but didn't answer.

"Uh, you want to hire me?" DouDou looked astonished.

"Yes, your hosting skills are very good, and your martial arts not only gives you the ability to fly, but also has vocal talent. I have a friend who likes to sing, and you can be her band."

"This, but I can only host!"

"Others can be learned slowly. I will pay you twice as much as you are paid by the Soul Arena, and there are many benefits."

"Then I'll think about it."

"Okay, but you have to know that you only have one chance, and this is a chance that can change your destiny." After saying that, Xuan Mo turned and left, leaving Dou Dou alone to meditate.

This is a chance to change my destiny?

……

In a blink of an eye, two months have passed, everyone is practicing or doing their own things, only Xuan Mo is boring, there is no problem at all with his mental power to attack Title Douluo, but it is a system limitation, and it is useless for him to practice .

Even if he doesn't practice, his soul power will gradually increase.

Tang San locked himself in the iron shop for the past two months, fiddled with several hidden weapons called Flying God's Claws, distributed one to each person, and Xuan Mo also got one.

Although it is of no use to him, it is also good to keep as a collection.

"Little monsters, you have also rested for two months. From now on, you will speed up." Flanders said, unfolding his soul wings and dragging the master into the air.

"Wow, the dean is so cunning." Ma Hongjun wailed.

"Even if it's to save money on hotels and meals, there's no need to bother us old guys like this." Several Shrek teachers also complained, but they still speeded up to keep up.

Oscar took out his own sausage and prepared to distribute it to everyone. He has flying soul skills that can help everyone increase their speed.

Xuan Mo smiled and summoned a motorcycle from the hall.

"Wow, what a handsome thing, what is it called?" Oscar's eyes sparkled, he was really impressed by the appearance of the motorcycle.

"This thing is called a motorcycle, and it's used for transportation."

"Transportation?"

"That's right." With that said, Xuan Mo summoned six more motorcycles of different colors.

"Try it, this thing is still very fast, but it requires some skills." Xuan Mo told everyone the essentials of riding a motorcycle.

"Well, Brother Mo, it's inconvenient for me to wear skirts, can I ride with you and Zhuqing?" Ning Rongrong suddenly said embarrassedly.

"can."

Before Xuan Mo spoke, Zhu Qing said, what else could Xuan Mo say.

Seeing this, Xiao Wu's eyes lit up.

"Brother Mo, you can put this car away as well. Xiaosan and I will ride in one."

The main body of Xuan Mo's motorcycle is black, Tang San's is dark blue, Dai Mu's is white gold, Ma Hongjun's is fiery red, and Oscar's is khaki.

Xuan Mo took the lead, and a total of five motorcycles drove out of Shrek Academy. Originally, he wanted to take out one car, which was more comfortable after all, but there were more situations on the road, so motorcycles were more convenient.

"Well, Rongrong, you can relax a little, I'm a little breathless." Xuan Mo joked.

"Oh."

Ning Rongrong really relaxed her arms, her face was red, because of wearing a skirt, Zhuqing took care of her and let her sit behind Xuanmo, behind her was Zhuqing.

Now sandwiched between the two, the friction caused by the vibration of the locomotive made the girl very shy.

"What are these little guys doing?" Zao Wou-ki and his teachers, who were running in the forest, watched Xuan Mo and others speed past in front of them.

"Goodbye, Mr. Zhao, we'll be waiting for you." Oscar waved his hand shyly.

Bang!

Glancing at Oscar who fell and flew out, Xuan Mo clearly knew what it means to be a villain. Fortunately, this motorcycle was made in the space of his clubhouse, the quality is guaranteed, and the energy is also used electric energy.

If an ordinary motorcycle just hit like that, it would be strange if it didn't explode.

"Hehe, I have requisitioned this thing." Zhao Wuji looked at the novelty, picked up Xiao Ao's motorcycle to try it out, and jumped out in a hurry.

"Hey, that's mine." Oscar, with a bruised nose and swollen face, saw that his motorcycle was being ridden away by Zao Wou-ki, so he hurriedly ate a sausage and chased after him.

……

"The Continental Soul Fighting Competition, it's time for us to meet up with my brother."

"Indeed, the boss must have already set off, so let's go too." Xuanyuan Zhaojun looked at a girl with purple-gray hair sitting in the corner, and said, "Yiran, go and inform your grandparents."

"Good Miss Jun."

Meng still got up and left.

"Looking at Meng Yiran's back, Yan Lingji shook her palms.

"You don't want to attack her, do you?" Zi Nu said with a smile.

"Brother wouldn't want me to do this." Yan Lingji said, implying that she did have that plan.

The seven girls with ice-blue hair standing on the edge looked at each other, but they didn't dare to make a sound, but they were all interested in that 'brother', because they had heard too much of the word 'brother' recently up.

Naturally, I want to see what kind of person makes these powerful and beautiful beauties never forget, and what kind of ability makes the dean of them respectfully call the boss the boss.

……

"After a day's driving, my legs are numb...Brother, can you rub it for me~"

"it's here?"

"Well, this is it. Rongrong and Zhuqing are not here."

Hearing the weird noise next door, Xuan Mo, Zhu Qing, and Ning Rongrong almost burst out laughing.

"Hehe... this Oscar is so funny, how can Xiao Wu look like him, it's obviously a little girl acting like a baby, why is he so cheap when he says it." Ning Rongrong's little face flushed when she laughed, and she almost slapped the table.

Xuan Mo also laughed for a long time before he calmed down, and said: "Okay, don't laugh, eavesdropping on others and blatantly teasing them will be very miserable."

Sure enough, after Xuan Mo finished speaking, the voices of Ma Hongjun and Osk begging for mercy came from the next door.

Rongrong and Zhuqing looked at each other, and then both giggled again.

Xuan Mo raised his forehead and played down the nine cards in his hand.

"The plane has wings, and there are two left."

"Ah, why is this..." Rongrong's laughter stopped suddenly.

"Look at me, bomb, four twos!"

"Wow, long live Zhuqing." Ning Rongrong cheered again.

Xuan Mo sneered. Xiao Nizi was still too young. She couldn't tell what cards had not appeared on the cards.

Xuan Mo suddenly smashed the last two cards in his hand.

"Rocket!"

"Oh my god, you have both the king and the little king in your hands." Ning Rongrong was stunned.

Ten rounds are over, she has been a farmer for ten rounds, and she hasn't even turned over a round!

(End of this chapter)