On the third day, the thing that the orange cat commissioned to manufacture was finally built.
The two days of Marceau have been very comfortable. The main reason is the original spar made by the orange cat named ‘Little Overlord’.
After she crushed the original spar, she could enjoy a soothing time of twenty minutes to half an hour.
Living in this dangerous city, Marceau tightens his nerves every day, in a state of extreme depression.
But the little bully saved her from this state! Maso felt that his gloomy life began to shine.
"Deadline! Let a few people bring things up!"
Marceau shouted at the second hand of the sewing gang in the hiding place on the ground of the sewing banquet.
In the past, when I heard her command, I immediately responded to the dead line, but now there is no sound.
"Deadline!"
Maso shouted again, and she quickly walked to the place where the dead line was sitting.
"Boss! You can knock out a star here, you can go sideways after eating!"
"I know, I will let you find the box that can knock out the green mushrooms."
The dead line is sitting around with a group of sewing gang members, all of whom have an radiant interface in front of them.
Marceau is using the orange cat to make the bully, and her men are also using this raw spar to relieve stress, and they also sold it as a new joy mixture to the guests.
Although this thing is still in the promotion stage, only a few regular customers are willing to pay for it, but Marceau is looking at this group of strong men, one by one who is so keen on collecting mushrooms.
She can be sure... this thing may be popular in the whole city in the future.
The premise is that Marceau wants these guys to finish the work at hand, instead of hiding in the corner and licking the handle twenty-four hours a day, and from time to time they also make a ‘嘿嘿嘿’ laugh.
"Give me up!" Marceau's voice sounded like a lion. She shouted out, and a few sharp needles pierced the arm of the sewing gang.
Marceau also mastered a bit of magic, the best of which is to control the sewing needle to send it into the enemy's body.
The sewing that felt the pain helped the crowd to stand up immediately. After seeing the horror of Marceau, they quickly ran towards the deeper layer of the sewing.
Marceau looked at the group of people who had some headaches and found a cigarette. This kind of tobacco is very rare in this city, basically only found in some architectural ruins.
Only Marceau occasionally sucked one when she was happy. Her red inscription appeared on her fingertips, and the magical flame ignited the cigarette.
"The friend you are visiting is very good."
Maso spit out a blue smoke in his mouth, looking at the black tail sitting in the corner.
"The cat is not a guild person!" said Blacktail.
"What do you say?"
Marceau didn't pay any attention to the black tail. A sewing assistant's attendant rushed into the hiding place.
"Maso adult... and the guest named the original spar called ‘Little Overlord’.” The attendant said.
"Let him wait." Marceau then said to the black tail in a mocking tone that "it seems that the black water of the laughter mixture and the secret meeting will be out of date."
"You know that you are selling the original spar." Black tail said to the woman in a warning tone, "How long can you hide the inspection team?"
"As long as there are enough benefits, the **** of the inspection team will still close their eyes." Maso annihilated the cigarette in his hand and walked straight upstairs.
At this time, the sewing gang removed a giant wooden box from the warehouse, and the orange cat familiar with the black tail was sitting on the wooden box.
"I am leaving here."
"Hey, you haven't gone yet..."
The sounds of the black tail and the orange cat sounded almost at the same time, and the ten fingers that were tightly buckled by the black tail heard the power of this sentence to the extent that the joint was white.
"You bastard!" After the black tail left this sentence, he stood up from where he was sitting and ran out of the hiding place of the sewing gang.
It was already too late for the other members of the sewing gang to stop it.
"I guess this guy is a girl." The voice of the thousand faces sounded from the body of the orange cat.
"This has nothing to do with me..."
Qiao Xiu controlled the orange cat sitting on the first arcade built with wooden materials, and glanced around the inside of the hiding place.
"Your boss?" Qiao Xiu asked.
"Maso adults will come."
The group of dry-working sewing gangs ran back to their sitting position in the next second, and began to squat with the handle of the bully.
"I feel worried about the future of this gang," Hili whispered.
Marco walked upstairs while Joe repaired the arcade with an orange cat.
“What can this wooden coffin do?”
Marceau walked around the one-person-high arcade for a full circle. In her eyes, this thing is a special coffin.
If it wasn't for the ‘Little Overlord’ made by the orange cat, the effect would be amazing, and Marceau would not cooperate with Joe Xiu to make this thing.
"Give me one of the least valuable coins."
Joe Xiu let the orange cat stick out his little paw to the woman in front of him.
Marceau took a rusted coin from the table on the other side. The coin was called a rat tooth coin... an eagle claw was about fifty-seven rat teeth.
"How much do you have this thing?" Qiao Xiu asked the rusty coin in his hand.
"How much is there, there is no one to throw this thing into the hands of the wanderers," Marceau said.
"Look for a bunch of this coin for me, this thing may have to rise in price in the future."
Joe built the inscription, inscribed with the code to start the arcade, and branded the deep letter 'V' on the coin with sharp attributes.
This one V character completely covers the mark of the coin surface mouse.
"Now this coin is called victory, then... look good, the role of this coffin."
Qiao Xiu threw the floating coins on the orange cat's paw into the coin slot of the arcade. The inscription system inside the arcade sensed the mark engraved by Joe Xiu on the coin, and the magic stored in it instantly worked.
A picture is projected on the surface of the arcade, accompanied by music.
"A new game?" Marceau looked at the picture a little... helpless, she looked back at a group of sewing people behind her to help everyone. They used to play the bully and they raised their heads at this time.
"Hold this and try."
The orange cat pointed to a rocker on the arcade.
This rocker is specially made by Qiao Xiu with the original spar. The whole is inscribed with the inscription of reinforcement, unless it is powerful enough to compete with the cow and tiger.
Otherwise it is absolutely impossible to destroy this stuff.
Marceau reached out and touched the rocker. A warm energy began to flow into her body. This energy was exactly the same as when she crushed the original spar.
It's just not that strong.
"As long as you live long enough, you can always be in this state." The orange cat pointed to the King of Fighters 97 who had already begun to pick people.