MTL - The World Civilization Million Lords

For his own luck, Luo Ji himself has always felt very subtle. When he used to play some card games, he was often classified by the group chiefs into the ranks of European masterpieces, but in fact he knew in his own mind that he The luck is always good and bad, good time is good, bad time will be badly messed up, even he himself is a bit sloppy.

“Is there a medical talent in this tribe?” At this moment, Luo Ji’s mood is still a bit of awkwardness. There is no nonsense, and all the opportunities for people to gather are concentrated. He decisively opens the panel to confirm, and at the same time Take a look at the loyalty.

Soon after confirming a dozen people, Luo Ji’s expression is slightly dignified, not to mention medical talents. There are not even a few outstanding people in these dozens of people. There are several even full attributes. The two "stars of ordinary people" are not like this. They can only be thrown away as a coolie or helper in this era.

However, the luck of the past has made Luo Ji develop a mentality that he will never give up at the last moment. There are nearly half of them. It is still too early to disappoint.

After seeing five or six people, I finally figured out a talent that would make Luo Ji’s mood a little better. The Horde Hunting Team members +1 and continue to look down. I don’t know if it’s black for a while, luck starts to improve a bit. Later, he discovered several talents with single or double attributes up to three stars.

However, at this moment, the Luo who is the last person of the complete tribe is completely happy, relying on! Say good medical talent? ! He even saw the little fart child with a snot on his nose in the tribe, not at all!

"All the people who are falling here are here?" Luo Ji also asked a little bit of unwillingness, so that a group of old and weak patients can survive the cold of the half-month, it is really impossible because of luck. Ok?

In the face of Luo’s questioning, among the group of people, the old man who seems to be less than 60 years old slowly walked out. Although Luo’s strange behavior of watching someone just made him feel very strange, but live What else can the old man of most of his life not see? The situation is stronger than people, and slaves of other tribes are better than now.

With such a mentality, the old man is still quite cooperative. "It’s all here, adults..."

However, this was just an opening. I still didn't understand what he said. Luo Jiquan couldn't control the two steps backwards, and then subconsciously squeezed his nose. If it came to the mouth, it would blurt out. "Rely! A mouthful of garlic, how much garlic do you eat?!"

In a word, the old man stunned, and Luo Yong also stunned. Finally, Luo Ji himself was stunned. Others stunned because they didn’t know what garlic was, but Luo Ji’s Because he actually smelled a garlic smell here! ? At this moment, he was inexplicably a bit back to taste, this place has garlic? !

"You have eaten something, right?" Back to the taste of Luo Ji, a pair of eyes stared at the old man in front of him.

In this era, it is not easy to live to his age. This old man is obviously a clear person. When he sees that this private goods can't be hidden, he will honestly explain it.

I saw him in his arms, and suddenly there was something in his hand. When Luo looked at it, was it garlic? And this garlic has obviously dried up, so it can be kept for a long time.

Garlic is a good thing. Luo Ji clearly remembers that when he was in elementary school, when he was in the flu, there would be three more garlic on the lunch plate of his school. This is anti-flu and anti-cancer. The most important thing is that the dish of garlic and white meat is his heart! The light sighed and swallowed two salivas. The days when there was no seasoning were really difficult for the mother, and the mouths were all faded out of the birds. If it weren’t for a group of people, he would like to peel the garlic out of his mouth.

The people in this tribe, the reason why they can come over, obviously is that garlic is enough to eat on weekdays, and the resistance is strong enough.

Maintaining the image of his patriarch, Luo Ji took the garlic in his hand, then looked at the old man and looked old. He always felt that the old man was not honest. Of course, the most important thing was that he confirmed the loyalty of the old man. Degree, only sixty-five points, combined with the performance of the old man just quite well matched, my heart suddenly counted.

This is probably a wall of grass, where the wind is blowing, and where people go down, it is not much loyalty to talk about, but under normal circumstances, there will be no such thing as a moth.

If you think about it carefully, this old man can live to the present. Obviously, he understands the way to save his life...

At this point, Luo Ji decided to swindle him. "And what? Take it out!"

When he heard this, Luo Yong, the scorpion meat suddenly drummed, he did not have so much thoughts, the idea is also very simple, that is, their patriarch said yes, then there must be! This old man is not honest! Thinking of this, Luo Yong blinked over the scene, and his eyes were already marked with obvious discomfort.

Feeling that it was full of bad sights, plus the scorpion meat, the old man’s heart trembled, how dare he play any more? Quickly asked people to move things out.

Looking at the gang of people who were going to move things, Luo Ji glanced at Luo Yong, who was demonstrating. He didn’t hold back and rolled his eyes. "Women are dressed, big winter, are you not cold?"

Although the temperature has been warming up during this time~www.~ but it has not yet reached the spring, now Luo said so, Luo Yong also took a nap, and quickly put the clothes back.

With such a toss, the old man also asked people to move out all the hidden goods that were hidden. Looking at the things piled up in front of them, Luo’s mouth couldn’t be controlled, and the little tribe was more than he imagined. There must be goods!

After the air drying, it is not necessary to pile up a pile of garlic. The pile of heads next to it is not small, is it not a cabbage? !

Holding a cabbage in his hand, I don’t know if the temperature is too low or the reason for poor storage. Many of them are already rotten. However, in this era, who still manages this? Some people eat well, pick and choose, how many people have to starve?

At this moment, Luo Ji’s heart was so kind and funny, so angry that the old man’s possession of private possessions was too arrogant. As for the laughter, it was obvious that although he did not find medical talents, he found garlic and Cabbage, two kinds of crops, is enough to wake up in the middle of the night.

Didn't let this smile appear on the face, Luo Ji forced the face, the mouth of the evil, "What?!"

"No, really no, adult..." The old man cried with a face, and it looked like a miserable.

In this regard, Luo Ji did not have any thoughts, it is estimated that it is almost the same, mouth is like a process-like opening, "Really? If this is the end, let me find out what private goods you have hidden, you will end Count on your own..."

Who knows, this process has not finished yet, the face of the old man has suddenly suffered, this time, Luo Jicher thoroughly stupid, rely on! Didn't expect it really? ! How many private goods did he hide? If the old man is placed in other dynasties, that is a big corrupt official traitor! The kind of smelly year!