Chapter 433 I Have Donkey-hide Gelatin, Donkey-hide Gelatin, Do You Want to Eat It?

When they heard that someone was hitching a ride, they were a little confused.

??

It was a truckload of black question marks.

As if to test their suspicions, at this time, the back curtain of the car they were in was lifted from the outside of the car, and the dazzling white lights of the vehicles behind shone in, making everyone's eyes turn white.

The people in the car were all college students, young men and women over twenty years old.

When they got used to the lights, they saw that the man who lifted the curtain was an officer.

"There's still room here. You can get in this car." The officer said to a young man outside the car with a tall and straight posture, full of energy and a strong voice.

"Thank you, thank you. Thank you for your trouble." The young man outside the car thanked him.

When the young man got in the car, the men and women in the car could see clearly that the young man who stopped and hitched a ride in the middle of the car was dressed in strange clothes.

She was carrying a backpack and a heavy guitar backpack.

What a weirdo.

At this time, as the body of the military vehicle shook, the convoy was once again on the road.

"Hi, let me introduce myself first. My surname is chen and my name is Chen Chichi." The young man in the car greeted everyone in a friendly manner.

It was Fang Zheng.

It turned out that he had already contacted Chief of the capital beforehand, and Chief of the capital had asked him to wait in advance on the road that this convoy had to take, so there was the previous scene.

...

As the saying goes, reach out and not smiley face people.

Although everyone was strangers to each other, Fang Zheng's friendly and friendly attitude could not help but bring the distance between them closer.

"Are you also an awakened one?"

"Why aren't you like us, gathering in the school, stopping at the roadside?"

Young people are always good at talking. Without a few words, everyone gets to know each other very quickly.

Faced with other people's problems, Fang Zheng made an excuse that he had just woken up and was temporarily recruited.

"Brother chen, what did you do before you woke up? Is that backpack on your back, a guitar backpack?" Everyone looked curiously at the backpack behind Fang Zheng.

Fang Zheng's eyes lit up as if he had finally found a confidant. He smiled and said, "Brother, you still have the foresight to see that this is a guitar backpack. In fact, I have always been very low-key. I am a musician of national classical musical instruments."

"In this backpack is the musical instrument I used."

Everyone's lips twitched at the same time.

What a musician.

But what does it mean when you, a musician, enter Blessed Land with an instrument?

Are you planning to have a concert in Blessed Land?

Or are you looking for inspiration for music in Blessed Land?

Come on, we're going to fight and kill, to explore the ruins and find treasures. Can we be serious?

"Isn't it dangerous to go to Blessed Land? How do you bring your musical instruments? Shouldn't you bring a weapon while you're at it?" There was a girl with big eyes who looked curiously at Fang Zheng, who was a weirdo in her eyes.

The girl was very young and had a pair of cute dimples when she smiled, bringing with her the youthful beauty and vitality of a college student.

Fang Zheng was still smiling, smiling innocently, "As a musician of the national classical percussion instruments, it shouldn't be too much to carry a knife with him as a classical percussion instrument, right?"

"Of course, as I said before, as a musician of the national classical percussion instruments, it's logical for me to bring a knife into Blessed Land, right?"

Everyone: ..."

A classic percussion musician!

That's enough.

Everyone rolled their eyes.

Can you still talk properly?

The backpack was clearly loaded with weapons, so it must be said to be so fresh and free from vulgarity, it was clearly holding a knife, saying that he was such a literary youth.

Then someone asked Fang Zheng why he was still carrying a backpack when he went down to Blessed Land. It was like going on a trip, without any sense of crisis in Blessed Land.

Hearing the man's question, Fang Zheng answered in surprise, "Don't you bring necessities? What if there's no food or fresh water in Blessed Land?"

However, after listening to Fang Zheng, everyone looked at Fang Zheng speechless.

It was as if fang had said something wrong.

"Do you really not know, or are you pretending not to know? These supplies are already ready in Blessed Land. When we arrive in Blessed Land, we will have professional equipment distributed to us."

"All we need to do is to light up the battle. In order to ensure the safety and security of this operation, we need to prevent anyone from communicating with the outside world in Blessed Land and leaking information from Blessed Land to the outside world. Therefore, personal items cannot be brought into Blessed Land unless approved by superior documents."

"What? You can't bring it into Blessed Land?" This time, it was Fang Zheng who cried out in frustration.

Then he packed half of his backpack with donkey-hide gelatin and Donkey glue, didn't he say he couldn't bring them into Blessed Land?

Did he prepare all these donkey-hide gelatin and Donkey glue for nothing?

Fang Zheng was in a bad mood all of a sudden.

"What happened to the superior's approval? How do you apply?" Fang Zheng asked quickly.

Someone replied, "I remember, our chief instructor, it seems that he has the right to be responsible for the review... When we arrive in Blessed Land, you should submit the items and applications, it should be fine..."

Chief instructor?

That should be Chief of the capital, right?

Fang Zheng's egg ached even more.

Was he going to find Chief of the capital and say, "Chief of the capital, I want to bring a few kilograms of Donkey glue, donkey-hide gelatin, black chicken and white phoenix pills into Blessed Land."

If Chief of the capital asked him, why did you bring so many Donkey glue and donkey-hide gelatin into Blessed Land alone? He couldn't say that he planned to sell donkey-hide gelatin and Donkey glue to female students in Blessed Land, could he?

If he really said that, the next day, Mr. Fu, Butcher zhang, Zuo qianhu, Yan Chixia... Everyone would know that he actually brought a large bag of donkey-hide gelatin and donkey-hide gelatin into Blessed Land.

Will he be shameless in the future?

A tall and thin young man noticed that Fang Zheng's face was not right, so he asked Fang Zheng curiously, what did he bring in his backpack?

If they were snacks, they wouldn't be able to bring them into Blessed Land, so why not share them in the car?

Fang Zhengzheng was depressed, and casually said, "I have donkey-hide gelatin, Donkey glue, do you want to eat it?"

Uh.

The tall and thin young man choked.

The atmosphere fell silent.

But young people are always active, skittish, and soon communicate again.

"When Blessed Land opens this time, the experts from several prefecture-level cities in our province will come to support us. As mutual support, the resources of Blessed Land will also be opened to the brothers that support us. At that time, a large number of awakened people will enter Blessed Land together."

"I have a relative who lives in Gaishi. He is also the awakened one. The awakened ones from Gaishi left early last night. They should have arrived in Blessed Land today."

"Really?"

"Is this information reliable?"

Fang Zheng's eyes moved.

The Gaishi masters and awakeners arrived early?

When it came to Gaishi, he couldn't help but think of the unadjusted night traveler who could play dead...

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