The Super Universe Leveling Game

"Collect, continue collecting." Dongfang Qingyu said.    

"We've already collected a lot." Wu Bao Er said.    

"Do you have no money?" Dongfang Qingyu asked.    

"Also, I feel like the warehouse is about to run out." Wu Bao'er said.    

"The warehouse can't be filled. It doesn't matter. It's a new warehouse." Dongfang Qingyu said.    

"Brother-in-law, it's been so long, but you still haven't figured out what the use of the corpse of the Scarlet Flame Green Golden Mud Ball Ant is?" Wu Bao'er asked.    

"Not yet." Dongfang Qingyu said.    

"Could it be that we have to wait for so long like the Hell Tiger Cane?" Wu Ping Er asked.    

"It's possible, maybe even longer," Dongfang Qingyu said.    

"It's another long-term project." Wu Baoer sighed.    

"You're still young. What are you so depressed about?" Dongfang Qingyu asked.    

"With the passage of time, time will change, and the world will change." Wu Bao'er said.    

"Do you have a Proverb Competition recently?" Dongfang Qingyu asked Yang Weiwei.    

"No! There was a senior who wrote a love letter to Bao'er. He used a lot of proverbs, Bao'er might have been provoked. "Yang Weiwei covered her mouth and laughed.    

"Then he must be a genius student." Dongfang Qingyu said.    

"Stupid student, I only found out later that the love letter was copied from me." Wu Baoer felt very wronged. As her pursuer, she felt very embarrassed that he was so insincere.    

"Don't be sad. Keep working hard." Dongfang Qingyu comforted her.    

"I don't want it." Wu Bao'er rolled her eyes.    

"Have you eaten yet?" Dongfang Qingyu asked the three little fellows. As a result, the three little fellows had already eaten, and they had even eaten a big meal in Zhuangyuan Mansion.    

"What's the situation?" Dongfang Qingyu was puzzled. According to normal logic, the three girls would only go to Frog House to spend money.    

"The upperclassmen are reciting poems in Zhuangyuan Mansion, imitating the ancients. A lot of people are going to watch the show, so we should also go and take a look." Wu Ping'er explained.    

"There's such a grand event? Is it lively? Is there a lot of people? Is it interesting? "Dongfang Qingyu was interested.    

"There are a lot of people, but it's not interesting or pretty." Wu Bao'er said.    

"Why?" Dongfang Qingyu asked.    

"No one is truly capable. Those who write poems only know how to use a pair of beautiful words to add to it. The rhyme is rhymed, but there is no meaning to it." Wu Ping Er said.    

"The writing isn't good either. The foundation isn't good enough." Yang Weiwei said.    

"There's music as well. His breathing isn't stable. I'm scared that he'll die while blowing." Wu Baoer said.    

"He's a top student, isn't he? Is he that bad?" Dongfang Qingyu did not believe it.    

"It's not just us who think so. Everyone thinks the same. However, each and every one of them is wearing long sleeves. They are quite handsome." Wu Bao'er said.    

"Did they put on makeup?" Dongfang Qingyu asked.    

"Brother-in-law, do you want to see photos?" Wu Bao'er asked.    

"Forget it." Images of rabbit-like faces appeared in Dongfang Qingyu's mind, her lips were red, her teeth were white, and she immediately lost her mood.    

"He even set up a reward. If we had known earlier, we would have gone to participate as well." Wu Baoer said.    

"Who organized it? Your school?" Dongfang Qingyu asked.    

"No, how can our school have money? It's a public service institution, but it is said that the one leading it is from the Cultural Department. We don't know the specific details, but it has a certain official background, so everyone takes it seriously." Wu Pinger said.    

"Who is participating? Are they all students?" Dongfang Qingyu asked.    

"Not entirely. There are also people from society participating. There are men and women of all ages." Yang Weiwei said.    

"Isn't that unfair?" Dongfang Qingyu was surprised.    

A man in his forties or fifties must have more knowledge than a boy of seventeen or eighteen, and he must have had more experience and a deeper understanding of life, and the older man must always have written more in-depth articles.    

"No. Those who are divided into groups and people of different ages are divided into different groups," Wu Pinger explained.    

"That's reasonable. Is there anyone who is outstanding?" Dongfang Qingyu asked.    

"No!" The three girls shook their heads at the same time.    

"This cultural festival is not good at all. One or two talents can't even show up. Let's hold a cultural festival in the Black Tortoise City Group to dig up some talents." Dongfang Qingyu said.    

"When, brother-in-law?" Wu Bao'er was looking forward to it.    

"Not for the time being. I don't have the energy. We have to wait until we kill the Scarlet Flame Green Mud Ball Ant." Dongfang Qingyu said in a slightly embarrassed manner. Small fights were not his character, but if he wanted to make it big and influential, he needed a stable environment. Before the Crimson Flame Green Mud Ball Ant was dealt with, this kind of environment was not available.    

"When can I destroy this Crimson Flame Green Mud Ball Ant?" Wu Baoer started to sigh again. She hadn't had any fun since the Scarlet Flame Green Mud Ball Ant appeared. She couldn't leave the city and couldn't run around. She wouldn't go out of the city if she didn't go out. Most importantly, there wasn't anything fun to do in the city.    

Most of the entertainment activities in the city had been canceled. There were only a few entertainment activities that hadn't been canceled, so it wasn't suitable for children, so she couldn't go.    

She had bought a lot of beautiful clothes, but she hadn't had a chance to wear them out. This feeling wasn't very good, so she hated the Scarlet Flame Green Mud Ball Ant very much.    

"Soon, soon. You guys have to believe in everyone's hard work." Dongfang Qingyu comforted the three little fellows for a while and then the three of them left. He opened a video, and the location of the video was outside the fortress. There was a lone peak that pierced the sky, a Wanjue Peak, and a Innumerable-Immortal Castle.    

Under the Innumerable-Immortal Castle, there was a sea of red, undulating, and it was impossible for there to be an ocean beyond the fortress. It was a Red Flame Green Mud Ball Ant, and the foot of the Ten Thousand Peak had already been occupied by the Red Flame Green Mud Ball Ant.    

What Dongfang Qingyu was looking at was not the Scarlet Flame Green Golden Mud Ball Ant, but the white crystal that had fallen from the sky, the white sugar. To be precise, it was the white sugar mixed with the new ant medicine. When the white sugar fell into the Scarlet Flame Green Golden Mud Ball Ant, the Scarlet Flame Green Mud Ball Ant started to eat crazily.    

The Innumerable-Immortal Castle didn't dare to come to the Black Tortoise City Group in person to buy the new ant medicine, so they bought it through other players. Cao Rongyang's face didn't look too good when he was stabbed, because Cao Rongyang didn't care about the money, but he cared about his face.    

It was precisely because he wanted to save face and refused to lower his head to Dongfang Qingyu that he ended up being embarrassed. Dongfang Qingyu looked at the video and felt very happy in his heart. He had earned money, and the enemy had lost face. This was the result of going against him.    

After turning off the video, Dongfang Qingyu calculated how long the Innumerable-Immortal Castle would be able to hold on, but then she saw Wang Feiyan rush in with a strange expression.    

"Did you pick up money at the door?" Dongfang Qingyu asked.    

"The people from the Yellow Sky Government are here," Wang Feiyan said.    

Chapter 39 - Pick Up The Money