"Boss, I have nothing to do today. Do you want to play some Hands of God?" After Lu Meng and Shi Zhikang went out, Han Sen took the initiative to ask Zhang Yang.
"Okay." Zhang Yang logged into Hand of God without saying a word and sent an invitation to Han Sen.
Han Sen clicked to agree and entered Zhang Yang's room, with a strange light shining in his eyes and a smile on his lips.
When he played with the three people in the dormitory, he only clicked on his own side and never invaded Zhang Yang's side.
In order to allow Zhang Yang to find happy battles with others, Han Sen is planning to make Zhang Yang not even have to fight to see if he can still be happy.
From after eating at noon to before eating in the afternoon, Han Sen and Zhang Yang played countless games for four to five hours in the afternoon.
Including the preparation time, it only took more than a minute to play. The two of them kept playing for a whole afternoon.
From the beginning to the end, Zhang Yang didn't hit a single point of light. He really didn't hit even one. But even so, Zhang Yang still played with Han Sen all afternoon.
Han Sen was about to collapse from being played by Zhang Yang, but Zhang Yang finally collapsed first, and his burning blood seemed to have cooled down a lot.
"Ahem, third child, it's time to eat. Let's go eat first." When Zhang Yang said these words, Han Sen burst into tears and was almost moved to tears.
"Okay, boss, let's go eat." Han Sen quickly turned off the communicator. He was really going to vomit if he continued playing.
He really admired Zhang Yang for being able to continue playing like this and playing very seriously. Han Sen doubted that even if he were Zhang Yang, he would probably lose interest in continuing after playing for an hour. Zhang Yang roared with excitement and played with him all afternoon.
However, since this afternoon, Zhang Yang, a perverted, masochistic and passionate young man, no longer pestered him to play with the Hand of God, which made Han Sen finally breathe a sigh of relief.
This incident made both Lu Meng and Shi Zhikang curious. They didn't know what happened that afternoon, so that Zhang Yang, a pervert, stopped shouting about playing Hand of God with Han Sen.
However, neither Han Sen nor Zhang Yang mentioned anything about that afternoon, which Lu Meng and Shi Zhikang called "the most mysterious afternoon in dormitory 304."
And Han Sen, a guy who could make perverts stop showing off, made Lu Meng and Shi Zhikang give up the idea of playing Hand of God with him.
Han Sen himself doesn't really play the battle version of God's Hand, which is too restrictive. He prefers the stand-alone version of God's Hand, which can perfectly train his arms.
Han Sen has been very interested in driving the battle armor recently. The so-called battle armor is a semi-mechanical and semi-biological humanoid weapon. Compared with the inherited tanks and fighter planes, the battle armor has high maneuverability and ground attack capabilities that are almost as human-like or action-oriented. type of adaptability and extremely high operational requirements.
When Han Sen was in school, there was no physical armor for operation, so although Han Sen was interested, he had no chance to actually operate it. However, Black Hawk Military Academy had professional teaching machines, which made Han Sen very happy.
During the first three months of basic teaching, there was basic armor driving training. Han Sen learned the most basic armor driving skills at that time, and he has been practicing continuously.
On the battlefield, armor is the most basic combat unit. Generally speaking, there are no scenes of soldiers wearing bulletproof suits and holding guns to kill. Even in street battles, there are soldiers operating armors.
Therefore, Han Sen feels that there is nothing wrong with practicing more on the armor skills. If you really go to the battlefield in the future, it may be a good thing that can save your life.
If the battle armor is operated well, there will be no problem with the fighter planes. As for the star battleship, Black Hawk only has one old-fashioned satellite class used for teaching. It is generally only used for visits, and actual operations can only be practiced with the help of holographic virtual technology.
"Ding!"
Han Sen was still practicing on the teaching armor when he suddenly heard the sound of a transfer. He looked through the communicator and saw that there was a deposit of 10 million in his account. Han Sen was shocked. Before he could After seeing who had turned around, the communicator rang.
"Brother Sen, have you received the money?" Lin Beifeng's voice sounded.
"So much?" Han Sen was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the jade shell beast souls he brought back would be so profitable. He initially thought it would be good to split three to four million.
"I've made almost 20 million in total, so I've rounded up a round figure for you. Brother Sen, next time you go to the Glory Sanctuary, we'll collect some of the beast souls from the steel armor and sell them there, so that both ends can make money. More." Lin Beifeng said.
"I have no plans to go there for the time being. I'll find you again when I have the chance." Han Sen thought about the hardship of traveling between the two places, and temporarily gave up the idea of going to the Glory Sanctuary. At least now, he really doesn't have time to go.
Studying is very stressful now, and he is still working hard to pass the semi-annual exam. He usually only goes out when the steel armor regiment has hunting activities, or when someone asks him to hunt mutant creatures and divine blood creatures, and he goes alone. It is too difficult for people to hunt down divine blood creatures.
Even if you want to hunt mutant creatures, you have to go to a place like the Dark Swamp.
But the road in the dark swamp was too difficult, and he had to fly in and back out. There was really no way to bring out the flesh and blood of large mutated creatures, and there was not much to gain from it.
The mutated black sting wasp is no longer useful to Han Sen. He can only sell it for money. The one left for Mr. Meow hasn't been eaten yet.
But Han Sen is not in a hurry. The black crystal can feed a divine blood creature every three months. This is more reliable than hunting the divine blood creature by himself. Han Sen has time to wait.
After hanging up the call with Lin Beifeng, Han Sen called his mother one million, and then sent her a message to explain, saying that he earned it in the shelter.
He didn't dare to transfer it too much, for fear of scaring his mother and making her worry. From now on, he would transfer some to her every month so that she could gradually adapt. After so many years of suffering, it was time for her to live a better life.
When I returned to the dormitory at night, Shi Zhikang was the only one there, and he was cursing while playing games. He looked very angry and didn't know what he was doing.
Seeing Han Sen coming back, Shi Zhikang shouted angrily: "Lao San, you're back just in time. Hurry up and get on the game and teach this bastard a lesson for me."
"Fourth, what's going on with you?" Han Sen walked to Shi Zhikang in confusion and saw that Shi Zhikang was in a battle room in Hand of God, but he didn't start the game. There were two people in the room, one with the ID of Xiaoniao Yiren, another ID is called Renshen.
Shi Zhikang was scolding the man-god, and Xiaoniao Yiren also helped the man-god to ridicule Shi Zhikang from time to time. Shi Zhikang's face turned red with anger.
(End of chapter)