McGonagall happily put away the heavy sniper and resisted the impulse of whoring a shotgun again.
As a man, you can't always think about whoring in vain.
He gave Xi a life-long free card of braised pork, and gained such a powerful and technological heavy sniper. How could it be regarded as a profit.
Of course, Xi can easily give this heavy sniper to him, which is to conclude that he won't shake around with this gun.
After all, a heavy sniper who was eliminated by her couldn't match the sword in his hand.
As for imitation.
When you are an old man, are you joking about the leading technology for tens of thousands of years?
As far as Nolan mainland has just half stepped into the technological level of steam age, it is not a few hundred years since it wanted to imitate this heavy sniper, and could not even analyze the materials.
Xi also thinks: this wave does not lose!
MEG took the menu, put it in front of Xi and said, "there's another dish. Choose it."
Xi's eyes turned around and fell on the wall.
McGonagall's eyelids jumped, and suddenly he felt a little bad.
Xi raised his eyes to Meg's eyes, raised his mouth slightly, and stretched out his hand: "how about this?"
"Well... In fact, being expensive doesn't necessarily mean being good, but being suitable is the best." Meg said seriously.
"That's what I read in which novel." He turned his mouth.
"I can't read this kind of novel. It's all nonsense." McGonagall said.
Ten thousand copper coins a Buddha jumps over the wall, if Xi comes to three in a day, then who can make money in this business.
"I'll decide next time." Xi took back his hand, the higher the angle of his mouth.
"That's fine." McGonagall nodded, feeling that the woman was not as rigid as she seemed.
McGonagall collected the dishes and chopsticks on the table, then poured a cup of warm water for Xi again, sat down opposite him, and asked curiously, "in your underground city, what is the name of an existence whose strength exceeds level 10?"
"The extraordinary." Xi replied.
McGonagall was a little surprised by her straightforwardness, but there was no room for her to use her routine. Instead, she said, "how strong is the extraordinary?"
"Better than you."
McGonagall: "and
"Don't you believe it?" Xi looks at some unconvinced MEG.
"You have to fight before you know who is strong."
Xi shook his head slightly and said, "I've analyzed your speed and strength. If you can't reach the limit of the extraordinary, the data won't deceive people."
McGonagall: "and
Although he was a little unconvinced, McGonagall still believed in Xi's words.
Among the ancient people, there is really a strong one who has really broken through the level 10, that is, the so-called God on the continent of Nolan, the extraordinary one in the underground city.
"Is there a large number of such extraordinary people?" McGonagall's good.
Xi shook his head, "ten strong are still limited, the number of extraordinary will not be many."
"In fact, I've always been curious. At the beginning, the ancients left Nolan to pursue a higher upper limit. What's special in the world of dungeons that can break the upper limit of level 10?" McGonagall continued.
"You should be very clear that the problem is beyond your knowledge." Xi's expression became indifferent.
McGonagall shrugged, which involved the core issue. It was really hard to get it out of Xi's mouth.
"Thank you for your hospitality." Xi put down his drink glass, got up and walked towards the door. When he came to the door, he stopped and said: "the underground city is always on guard against the outside world. If you don't want to get into trouble, you'd better restrain your curiosity."
"Is that a warning?" MEG laughed.
"Yes." Xi nodded slightly.
"Do you have a son-in-law in the dungeon?" McGonagall asked for no reason.
Xi looked back at MEG and frowned, "don't you have a wife?"
"If not, what would you consider?" MEG looked into her eyes.
"I'm not interested in men." Xi takes back his eyes and pushes the door to leave.
"Interesting." McGonagall looked at the slowly closed door and rubbed the heavy sniper with his fingers.
Don't like men, that is like women?
No wonder it's so hard.
I just don't know which one I like, Laurie Connie? Mia, the maid of yuanqilong? Camilla? Angela? Jinjiao Xiaowang Jian?
Holding his chin and thinking for a while, McGonagall still didn't figure out which girl to send to hook up with Xi.
But on second thought, it's better not to have this kind of plot.
But when you think about it carefully, it seems that you can't ask a girl to see her off.
McGonagall took out his communicator and sent a message to Xi: "next time I'll call that girl together and invite you to have barbecue, fat and thin beef, put it into a kebab, put it on the carbon grill, Zizi with oil, brush it with sauce, sprinkle cumin and chili noodles, eat it while it's hot, and add a cup of bubbling ice beer. That's life."
There was silence for a while, and he replied with one word: "good!"
MEG put away the messenger and didn't lick it any more.
You see, whether a girl is good or not depends on whether you have caught her interest.
You are a low-level aborigine. It's strange to talk about Bartley with other people's higher civilization.
But what you eat is different. As long as she is not a real fairy, you have to eat.
……
On the other hand, Xi finished the report through the video link in the spaceship, closed the connection, subconsciously raised his hand to look at the eye bar, and there was no new message to remind him.
Leng for a while, she put away the virtual screen, a little strange expression.
She is always on her own and has few friends. Except for her work information, no one will contact her at ordinary times.
But these days, I would glance at the communication column from time to time, like looking forward to something. This kind of feeling is inexplicable.
Drop!
There was a light noise.
Xi raises her hand, and the virtual screen opens automatically. There is a new message in the communication column from Vicki: "sister Xi, whenever you come to Luo, you can play. I'll treat you to dinner."
Xi looked at the message and kept silent for a while. She would always refuse this kind of similar message. But thinking of the message MEG just sent her, she thought for a while and replied, "I'll take you to barbecue in two days."
"Yes, yes! I like barbecue. It's very nice of you to contact me then. " Vicky's always licking the dog.
"Well." Xi ended the chat in one word.
"The desire for food should not be too strong. In addition to delicious food, more development of Nolan civilization should be recorded." Xi said to himself, then picked up the book on one side of the shelf.
Huh?
Why this one again?
Braised pork is really good to eat, and it will be better next time!
I don't know how his barbecue tastes? Is it as delicious as braised pork?
It seems that the law of the dungeon does not have special requirements for entering a redundant family. Some families still have this old habit, but it seems that the redundant son-in-law is not a good identity. Doesn't he care?