Chapter 67 Beaver City 32

Chapter 67 Beaver City 32

Fu Yizhi glanced at Fu An'an, "That's why Ye Changfei chased you?"

"No, he is purely of bad character. Because I'm good-looking, I'm attracted to it."

Fu An'an belittled Ye Changfei and at the same time expressed his loyalty, "I told you about the space, but I was discovered by Ye when I was running away."

How could she tell others casually.

I told him because Ye Changfei knew about it.

In case Ye Changfei tells him later, he might as well tell him himself.

Judging from the last game, Fu Yizhi didn't look like someone who would steal her space.

What's more, people's current conditions, the VVIP treatment of the presidential suite on the top floor of Beaver City Light.

RMB players are really...

Fu Anan's envy is beyond words.

"Brother Fu, do you lack leg pendants? You are lucky, and you can always pick up space props."

Fu Yizhi picked up the napkin and wiped his mouth,

"There are still five days before the end of the game. The building will be closed tomorrow. Except for the upper three floors, it is best not to go to other places."

Don't you think about the pendant?

Fu Anan watched Fu Yizhi leave helplessly, and the foreign chef next to her came over and looked at her with a smile.

Fu Anan pointed to the empty plate in front of him, and said unskillfully,

"One more, Please."

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The wonderful dinner time is over, lying in the soft and warm quilt.

Fu Anan rubbed her face against the pillow, she was so happy.

Evil krypton gold player!

Fu An'an's desire to hug her thigh increased again.

Day twenty-six in Beaver City.

Fu An'an was called into the room by Fu Yizhi.

"You still have six spaces?"

"Well." Fu Anan nodded, seized the opportunity and said, "Brother Fu, you see that I have two more space than ordinary people, are you sure you don't need such an excellent leg pendant?"

Fu Yizhi glanced at her and opened a small room in the room.

"Put these things in."

Compressed food for an army, various guns and ammunition, medical kits with black and white characters in foreign languages, special compressed lifeboats, easy-to-carry fuel...

Comparing with these things, Fu Anan felt that all the garbage in his space.

Filling all the space with Fu Yizhi's supplies, Fu An'an immediately felt very rich.

The happiness of krypton gold players is beyond the imagination of ordinary players.

Fu An'an looked deeply at Fu Yizhi, wanting to engrave his appearance in his mind.

Such a rich player, who wouldn't want to hold a thigh.

Fu Yizhi: ...

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Fu An'an, who was enjoying the blessings with the boss, was lying by the window in a daze because he had nothing to do.

Seeing more and more corpses floating around on the water, she suddenly remembered the current situation.

Fu Yizhi and Ye Changan both wanted to block the floor.

Now that the water cannot come up, the NPCs can't come up, and the supplies are abundant, except for the typhoon that may be a hidden danger, the last five days seem to be too easy.

Even more surprising is the twenty-seventh day of Beaver City

The heavy rain that lasted for more than 20 days suddenly stopped.

The sky was clear, blue and dark clouds overhead, and the sun shone on the earth for a long time, shrouding Beaver City generously.

The surviving citizens felt like they were dreaming, and many of them were in a trance and wept with joy.

How much they longed for the rain before the storm

How much they fear the rain after the rainstorm.

This operation also confused Fu Anan, "Brother Fu, did we clear the level in advance?"

"I'm dreaming."

Fu Yizhi said lightly.

The rare sunlight shone on his face, and his narrow phoenix eyes looked out of the window.

The wind was still blowing, stirring the muddy water, and gently beating the remaining walls.