Chapter 870

Wang Mang sniffed the words, staring at rat tightly, and suddenly laughed, "rat, I didn't expect that your origin is not shallow, and your identity has such a big secret!"

Ratty chuckled twice and said to himself, "you're flattering, sir. I came to this time and space by chance at the beginning. Later, I was recommended by Lord baqiang and became the warehouse manager."

Wang Mang saw that ratty didn't want to tell his origin and didn't force him. He just laughed a little and turned away from the topic:

"ratty, what are you doing Take me to other warehouses to have a look. When I'm finished, I'll go back to the space cultivation! "

Ratty nodded quickly and took Wang Mang into the armour warehouse. After a while, Wang Mang came out with a big storage ring and a smile on his face.

ratty, who was close to Wang Mang, raised his head and said with a flattering smile: "my Lord, there are many good treasures in the weapon warehouse. Please come with me quickly."

it took three or four months for one person and one mouse At last, I visited more than a dozen warehouses.

most of the goods and materials originally piled up in the warehouses entered by both of them were moved away, and the more than a dozen spacious warehouses showed an unprecedented state of emptiness!

"Go away, my Lord. Come back later. I'll keep all the good things for you." The rat stood half upright, waved his little paw hard, and said goodbye to Wang Mang with a smile.

Wang Mang, who was jingling on his body, looked back and waved his hand to him with a smile, "please, don't send it!"

Under the rat's eyes, Wang Mang held the wrist gold hoop, thought about it, called out a light blue space-time vortex, and walked in.

his eyes were in a trance. In a twinkling of an eye, Wang Mang returned to the cultivation space with the bamboo stream. The space was as quiet as ever, with only the sound of bamboo leaves blowing by the breeze,

Wang Mang looked around , suddenly shook his head. Before that, it was the cultivation space of master Ji. Now that he died, the cultivation space became his own.

in the past ten years, Ji had nothing to do and seldom came to this cultivation space. Wang Mang was not used to it.

sitting cross legged on the bamboo mat by the stream, Wang Mang laughed excitedly and untied a small black bag on his belt Wang Mang grinned, picked up a few and put them in his palm. Each storage ring has a volume of 1000 cubic meters, which is filled with all kinds of materials and pills.

it's no exaggeration to say that there are enough materials in dozens of storage rings in Wang Mang's black bag It's enough for 100000 psionic powers to use for half a year!

"Well, when the time comes, most of these materials will be distributed to the insect group, and the insect group will be the capital for its own rise. At that time, the most loyal elite members will be selected from the insect group to form its own strongest army!"

Wang Mang's eyes were deep, and he was suddenly in a trance of recollection.

after he left the trial time and space, he did not know how Zhang Lan, who was responsible for organizing the killer organization, and Qian Xiaobai, who was in charge of the high-level zombie, were doing. Compared with himself, they have made great progress in more than a year!

When Wang Mang was in a trance, Qian Xiaobai was lying on the top floor of a small western style building, leaning comfortably on the couch to bask in the sun,

he moved his body, narrowed his eyes very comfortably, and glanced at the side of the couch,

Before Qian Xiaobai could speak, a beautiful woman with a beautiful face and a graceful figure was gone With a smile on his face, he put a skinned grape into his mouth!