MTL - Monster Paradise

The tyrant rushed for more than six hours, and the sky began to darken, and there were some stars hanging in the distant sky.

Lin Huang did not encounter an attack on this road.

This may have a certain relationship with the tyrant's deterrence. This red gold desert is a first-class wilderness area, and there are almost no monsters above the black iron. The black-iron third-order tyrant, in this desert, belongs to the creature standing at the top of the food chain, and other predators will try to avoid conflict with him.

The daylight in the desert is hot, and most predators choose to crouch and rest during the day. After the sun goes down, the temperature is lowered slightly before hunting. So it is not a wise move to hurry at night.

There are tyrants, Lin Huang, they have plenty of time, and naturally there is no need to hurry at night.

After the tyrant was taken back, Lin Huang summoned the second Shatu.

When the fat man saw Lin Huang summoning a summoned beast, he couldn’t help but ask with some surprise. "Brother, how many summoned beasts do you have?"

"This is a secret." Lin Huangtou, who was busy setting up the tent, did not reply.

"I said you can't buy a portable tent? It's too much trouble to get together." The fat man sat on a stone beside him and watched Lin Huang take the tent.

"People are poor and can't afford it."

Lin Huang said that the big portable tent is actually made by the principle of similar armed forces. The price of a tent is not much lower than that of a black iron. A few days ago, Lin Huang really bought it. Start. But when the fat man sounds, this is a bit of a force.

"You said that there is no money to exchange the life of the crystal to promote the black iron, I believe, but even the portable tent can not afford, I really do not believe! I will go to your house next day to see how poor it is, if you can not even buy a portable tent From the fat man, I bleed once, and funded your promotion to the black iron territory!" The fat man apparently thought that Lin Huang was exaggerating the facts before he dared to boast of such a seaport. You should know that ordinary people want to promote the black iron environment, at least 200 million credit points to activate the gray scale in the life wheel. The 200 million credits are not a small number, which is why the vast majority of people in this world are unable to advance to the black iron.

When Lin Huang heard this, she smiled. "You don't have to look at the house. When you look back, you will go with me to the Credit Bureau. I will transfer the deposit record and you will know it."

"I am going to go, you are not kidding, really poor to this point?!" Listening to Lin Huang said that the fat man suddenly panicked.

Lin Huang laughed and said nothing, the fat man saw his expression, and his heart suddenly became more panic. "The buddies just joked with you, you should not take it seriously."

Lin Huang was too lazy to take care of him, put his energy on the tent, not many tents were set up, and the sky was almost completely dark.

Lin Huang turned to see the fat man did not come up with a portable tent, or sitting on the stone with a weird expression, "Your portable tent?"

"That what... let the wind blow away last night..." The fat man scratched his head, and his eyes did not dare to look at Lin Huang.

"Oh, let's make dinner first." Lin Huang seems to completely ignore the problem of the fat man without a tent. He stretched out and said to himself, "I slept after eating, and bumped for a day, exhausted."

"You can sleep, what should I do?" The fat man glanced at the small tent that Lin Huang had just set up, and asked with some grievances, "Or else crowded together at night?"

"Squeeze a hair, you can find a way." Lin Huang did not want to refuse.

"At night, you cool down, you lick me fine skin and tender meat, if you sleep outside, you must freeze to death. You will have the heart to see me alive and dead?!" The fat man put on a pitiful look.

"Nothing, if you feel cold, you can sleep with sand." Lin Huang gave a more creative suggestion. "He has more fat than you, and he is more fleshy, just like your dish."

"Then I would rather be frozen to death..." The fat man glanced at the sand butcher and saw Shatu licking his mouth and laughing at him. He quickly shook his head and rejected the proposal.

"Don't be lazy, cook quickly!" Lin Huang transferred the topic.

"No appetite, can't eat, don't do it." The fat man turned his head to the side, which looked like a temper.

"You cook first, then I will help you find a way."

"No, you have to say the solution first, or else I will strike this evening." The fat man sat on the stone with his hands on his chest, waiting for Lin Huang to give a solution.

"The method is... I have a spare tent." Lin Huang gave the answer with a smile.

"You are not fooling me?" The fat man is still afraid of Lin Huang fooling himself.

Lin Huang didn't say much, but took the pillars of a tent directly from the storage space and shook it.

"You don't say this early!" The fat man smiled.

"I don't like some people, go out and don't make arrangements in advance, even the spare tents are not taken." Lin Huang said, took out the spare parts of the spare tent and threw them on the sand on the side. "When you finish eating." I will slowly play with you, I will sleep first."

The fat man just took out the cutlery and started to cook dinner.

After dinner, the sky is completely dark. The stars in the sky are all over, like the sparkling light of the sea. The sand on the ground began to fade away and the wind began to cool.

Lin Huang let the sand slaughter beside the night, and he got into the tent himself, leaving only the fat man to clumsily set up the tent in the same place.

After spending more than half an hour, a tent was smashed by the fat man, and a pile of parts was added to the ground. He also had no patience and went straight into the tent of this semi-finished product. It took a lot of effort to pull the zipper of the tent. Because he had a sandstorm the day before, he didn't take a good rest, and he quickly fell asleep.

Hearing the snoring of the fat man from afar, Lin Huang shook his head and smiled. This fat man is really temperament. He has no war on himself. It is so easy to fall asleep. "I am afraid this kid is really tired..."

Because I slept very well the day before, although Lin Huang was a little tired, she didn't feel sleepy until she was late at night.

As the night darkens, the chill in the desert rises, and after the early morning, the ground begins to condense with a layer of hoarfrost. In the sky, the red and purple two rounds of the moon shine, the whole desert looks quiet and peaceful.

Suddenly, the sandman sitting in front of the tent seemed to smell something. His nose swayed around, and after a moment he locked in a certain direction and looked up in that direction.

Although he couldn't see what was in the distance, he saw something coming quickly, and quickly stood up and shouted at the tent.

"Ah! Oh! Oh!"

Lin Huang just slept for more than two hours. He heard the shouting of the sand butcher outside the tent and quickly turned to sit up. He didn't take off his clothes at all, and even he didn't even take off his shoes. He was afraid of this kind of accident in the middle of the night.

When I opened the tent, Lin Huang looked around. When I saw the direction in which Shagou was pointing, the face suddenly changed dramatically.

A few steps went to the fat man's tent, tried to pull the two pull-down chains did not open, he simply took the knife from the storage space to open the tent, a slap on the face of the fat man, "Fat you His mother is waking up, and then she will die here!"