Starting With One Million Luck Points

The extraordinary surname of Han Pu Wang and others hurriedly said: "Yes, Master Shi!"

Shi Zhi looked at Han Pu, "You are in charge of the 60 students who got the quota this time, you must ensure their safety, and if you need anything, feel free to mention it. This is the first time I have set up a training camp. I believe other departments of the base will still It will give me a face."

"Yes, I will arrange them as soon as possible." Han Pu nodded heavily.

Shi Zhi looked at Chaofan Wang again, "As for the other facilities in the training camp, how are they built now?"

Chaofan Wang hesitated for a moment and replied, "Master Shi, the land space in the base city is currently relatively tight. The top ten places are all built according to the structure of small villas. Will it be a waste of land?"

Shi Zhi's eyes turned cold, "There are other training camps, and my training camp must have them too, and it's better!"

"Understood, I'm going to supervise it!"

The headquarters of the Dark God Society.

Since the failure to destroy the East China base city, the Dark God Society has not dispatched any more spies to sneak into the East China base city, and the Monster Race Zerg Machine Race has not dispatched its high lords to drive the beast tide to attack the East China Base City.

They seem to have ignored the East China base city by convention.

"President, do you really want to do this?" An uneasy voice came from under the shadows.

President Dark God shrouded under the mask, his voice was cold: "What? Are you afraid?"

Hei Ying hurriedly said: "President, the subordinates are not reluctant to bear a high-level grandmaster, but sacrifice a high-level grandmaster just to assassinate a special physique genius, the price is too high!"

The president of the Dark God gritted his teeth and said: "I understand that the cost is very high, but the result of the failure caused by the East China base city, the monster clan and the Zerg have already been counted in our Dark God Society, if there is no action, our Dark God Society will inevitably bear the burden. loss!"

"This... Monster Race Zerg is too unreasonable, who would have expected that there would be a top extraordinary in the East China Base City!" Hei Ying couldn't help saying.

"Hmph, when did the alien races such as the monster clan make sense? If it weren't for our dark gods, how could they possibly help us!"

President Dark God shook his head, "Okay, you arrange this matter as soon as possible, no matter what!"

"Yes!"

...

a week later.

Inside a bar in the North District of East China Base City.

The lights are brilliant and the crowd is very lively.

There are more than 40 students in the key training class of Qucheng High School.

Since Zhou Hao and the others are going to the Fissure Frontline Fortress tomorrow, Instructor Shen specially booked this bar tonight and asked all the students to send them off to the elite training camp.

"Come to Zhou Hao, I'll give you a toast. I have offended you a lot in the past, and I hope you can put aside your previous suspicions in the future!" Wang Ming raised his glass and looked at Zhou Hao.

Zhou Hao also raised his glass with a smile and drank it all.

"it is good!"

"Zhou Hao, I also toast you, I wish you continue to maintain excellent grades in the new class!"

"Zhou Hao, I respect you. In fact, I have always been jealous of your relationship with Xu Ling, but now I see it, and only you, Zhou Hao, can match Xu Ling. In the past, all the grievances and grievances were in this glass of wine!"

"Zhou Hao, I used to look down on you, but now, you have become the target I want to pursue, drink!"

Many students in the training class walked towards Zhou Hao one by one and made a toast.

Zhou Hao also returned the cups one by one, and all the grievances and grievances dissipated.

After all, he is going to the frontline fortress base tomorrow. There will be very few opportunities for everyone to meet in the future, and no amount of grievances will make sense, so everyone can let it go tonight.

The three beautiful students Xu Lingyunyan and Fang Yu also stayed together and drank with each other, and the topics they talked about were naturally different.

"Xu Ling, tell me honestly, do you have anything to do with Zhou Hao?" After drinking some wine, Yun Yan's cheeks flushed.

Xu Ling blushed, "What, what, let's hold hands at most."

Fang Yu was surprised: "No way, I thought you had tasted it!"

Yun Yan drank another glass, and the wine became more dizzy, "Fang, Fang Yu, don't talk about Xu Ling, aren't you also a chick!"

"Fuck you, Yun Yan, I have held hands just like Xu Ling, but you have never held a boy's hand until now!" Fang Yu pouted.

Yun Yan was drunk and hazy, "Who, who said me, I have never held hands, go, last time in the virtual environment, didn't we, didn't we hold hands together!"

Xu Ling and Fang Yu rolled her eyes together, "Does that count!"

"boom!"

Just as the three of them were about to use their alcohol to dig up more exciting topics and gossip, a terrifying aura of oppression enveloped the entire bar.

All the students suddenly felt difficulty breathing, and some even fainted completely.

"brush."

The image of a person rushed towards Xu Ling like a burning flame.