ningmeng:chongwuyangYes, just...
ningmeng:chongwuyangYou have no points.
After Ning Meng finished speaking, a fluorescent screen appeared in front of her, which read, Stealth ability: 22222 points.
Xiao Ke looked at the number and twitched the corners of his mouth.
Why did she feel that these numbers were a little too arbitrary?
It was 666 before, now it is 222, should it be 555 or 888999 next time?
xiaokeWhy is this power so expensive?
It's tens of thousands, and she probably can't change it even if she beats zombies until she vomits.
ningmeng:chongwuyangStealth is a special ability, and special abilities are very expensive.
All in all, the rarer it is, the more expensive it is!
Xiao Ke accepted the fact that she was a pauper anyway.
xiaokeLooks like I have to earn points well...
ningmeng:chongwuyangIt's good that you have this awareness.
What does it mean that she has this awareness?
She has always been very conscious, okay?
She wanted to kill a bunch of zombies and exchange all her powers, but her strength didn't allow her to do so...
Just as she was communicating with Ning Meng, a pair of leather shoes suddenly appeared under her eyes.
Xiao Ke looked up along the leather shoes, and then saw a pair of long legs, and then looked up, it was Bi Wenjun's indifferent face.
jiangximengSo we need Miss Xiao to receive these supplies into your space.
Jiang Ximeng walked over from the side, blocking Xiao Ke's gaze at Bi Wenjun without a trace.
That look of protecting the calf made the corners of Xiao Ke's mouth twitch...
She had no interest in Bi Wenjun.
xiaokeJust call me Xiao Ke...
One bite for a lady, she's not xxx...
After Xiao Ke finished speaking, he walked to the pile of materials that were neatly arranged, so everything was classified, which showed that they were ready.
Xiao Ke bent down, and then everyone saw a magical scene.
As long as it is touched by Xiao Ke, it will disappear from the ground immediately.
This... is the space ability!
There were a lot of supplies, Xiao Ke's waist was sore, and she felt that her waist plate was about to protrude.
Xiao Ke rubbed his waist and looked at Jiang Ximeng.
There was a hint of deep meaning in Jiang Ximeng's eyes.
jiangximengIt seems that Xiao Ke's space is quite big, right?
Life is full of routines, I didn't expect this Jiang Ximeng to look warm and soft, who knew it was so difficult to speak.
Actually staring at her space again?
xiaokePacking these is already the limit.
Each grid is stacked with 99, and it must be of the same type. After Xiao Ke collects such a large pile, there are only five squares left.
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