My Pet Beast is Super Awesome Chapter 53: This is a trivial matter.

　　 "Pop, puff, puff"

　　 There was a sound of footsteps in the empty sewer, and the burial fox crouched, pulling out the shoes trapped in the mud with difficulty every step of the way. The ink-like sewage in the ditch in the middle of the sewer exudes a pungent stench, and the platforms on both sides of the ditch are covered with viscous silt.

　　 Ordinary domestic sewage can be treated by the ditch in the middle on weekdays. As for such a large space, it is to deal with the flood that may occur in the rainy season. It is just that the city is located inland. Although it is not a drought, it is rare. There will be heavy rain, so this sewer becomes a paradise for some mutant creatures.

　　 The funeral fox was extremely depressed at this time. He did not remember the last time he ran around like a dog. The nasal cavity was full of pungent stench, and the irritating gas made his eyes uncomfortable. Every step I take, I can feel slippery and sticky, and my mood becomes more and more annoying.

　　 He can't remember how far he walked in the sewers extending in all directions. The harsh environment and the severe pain from a broken left arm reminded him of the need to rest.

　　, with the large windbreaker still on the ground, Fox Funeral sat down on the windbreaker, his violent movement pulled his wounds and let out a muffled snort.

　　 Leaning against the arc of the sewer wall, although it is wet and dirty, the exhausted fox funeral can no longer take care of this.

　　 "Slap."

　　 "Squeak~"

　　 turned on the light tube he carried, and the light blue dim light illuminates the surrounding environment. Several mutant mice that had been hanging behind him screamed in panic and hurried away.

　　 The funeral fox who had adapted to the dark environment also felt a little dazzling, and it took a while to slowly recover.

　　 The hunt in the afternoon made him dangerous. After losing two pet beasts, he finally escaped from the enclosure. The mental injury and physical pain made him extremely tired, and he just wanted to sleep well. .

　　 The funeral fox closed his eyes and rested for a while, regained some energy, and then took out the phone.

　　 "Hello, fox burial?" A sweet female voice came, with a hint of doubt.

　　 "Well, it's me, please transfer me to the branch vice president." The funeral fox's voice is calm, making people unable to detect a trace of fatigue. This is what he has learned in the organization for so many years, even if you are weak, Don't show the slightest.

　　 "Please wait."

　　 After a burst of electrical noise, a hoarse middle-aged man’s voice came from the earpiece: "Say."

　　"Vice President, the squirrel may have an accident. He contacted me before the accident, saying that someone defected and the holy priest would be exposed." Funeral Fox replied in a slightly respectful voice.

　　’Shengyuanhui’ has a president and more than a dozen vice presidents. The president sits at the headquarters, and each of the more than ten vice presidents is responsible for a branch, and has a global layout.

　　 The squirrel is the code name of Li Hanying, and it can be regarded as one of the key support objects of the branch.

　　The vice chairman did not speak for a long time, and the funeral fox did not dare to speak at will. The atmosphere was a little silent for a while, and there was only the sound of water droplets in the empty sewer.

　　 "I see, you continue to hide, try to track down the squirrel's news, now is not the time to retaliate, when I hear from me, I will definitely give them a gift." The vice chairman's tone was irritated. Meaning, the tone became colder and colder.

　　 Hearing the vice president’s words, the funeral fox was shocked and quickly said: "The vice president thinks twice. If you retaliate now, the holy congregation will be exposed. The subordinates think that they should report to the headquarters first..."

　　 "Enough, I still need you to teach what I do, remember your own identity."

　　 "Deep toot..."

　　 Funeral Fox’s face was uncertain, and the fingers holding the phone were slightly pale because of too much force.

　　 "Squeaky"

　　 In the darkness outside the lighting circle, a pair of dark green pupils lit up, with fierceness and greed, it was clearly the companions called by the little mice at the beginning.

　　Looking over carefully, there are mutated rats on both sides of the sewer, surrounding the funeral fox in the middle.

　　 The burial fox, who was in a very bad mood, looked at the rats, with a twisted sneer on his pale face, and stretched out his hand to cut through the void.

　　 "sizzle"

　　 Blood-sucking tarantulas large and small, as well as un-evolved tarantulas, appeared in the sewers, their eyes were crazy, and they quickly rushed to the rats.

　　"squeak~"

　　 A mutant mouse was cut open by a blood-sucking tarantula, and piercing screams echoed in the sewer. The blood splashed. The little tarantula quickly surrounded him and greedily sucked the blood of the mutant rat.

　　The funeral fox stretched out a finger and wiped off the blood splashed on his face. It was still warm.

　　 looked for a while under the light, hesitated for a moment, and put his finger in his mouth.

　　 can be considered a warm bite in Sucheng.

　　......

　　 "咻!"

　　 In the small woods behind the community building, there were bursts of sound breaking through the sky, which seemed very clear in the silent night.

　　 Shao Zifeng held the long handle of Zang Feng in both hands and practiced chopping against the air. Since he carried the scabbard together, it was heavier than practice with an empty knife.

　　 He focused his eyes and stared at the position of the knife tip, his wet hair clinging to his forehead, big drops of sweat slid down his face, and a large chunk of his gray sportswear was soaked.

　　 "Huh!"

　　 Shao Zifeng slashed for the last time. His arm was so sore that he couldn't hold the knife. He sat limply on the ground, leaning against a small tree, his arms drooping naturally, and gasping for breath.

　　Although he did a lot of exercise, he didn't relax at all, because he couldn't think of how to apply for ‘Energy Potion VIII’ as a reward without causing Luo Feng’s alertness.

　　 When he wanted to come, a war trainer who had just started, suddenly applied for a high-level energy potion that a top war trainer had the right to buy. Anyway, it would arouse suspicion by others.

The situation of 　　 Elemental Eggs simply does not allow him to slowly think of a solution, because he doesn’t know that he will be rewarded immediately after applying. If he needs to go through the program to call~IndoMTL.com~If it’s the second one, then Three days is really not enough.

　　 gritted his teeth, Shao Zifeng raised his sore arm, took out his cell phone laboriously, and called Luo Feng.

　　 After a short wait, the call is connected.

　　 "Hey, Director Luo, this is Shao Zifeng." Shao Zifeng was struggling in his heart. He hated getting into trouble. He didn't know if Luo Feng would be spied by this call.

　　 "Yawn~ I said why your kid always calls in the middle of the night, I don’t know if I have to go to bed early to take care of my skin." Luo Feng yawned for a long time, and he was a little impatient with his sleeping cavity. "Say it." , What is so anxious about."

　　 "You said I can apply for an award?" Shao Zifeng hesitated.

　　 "What's wrong with me, you can't call me during the day, really..." Luo Feng grumbled and complained, and then continued: "Say, what do you want, Because you are not in the system, I have applied for the reward standard for you. You can choose any item within one million yuan, whether it is a pet or something, you can discount it if you don’t want it."

　　 Shao Zifeng was shocked. He originally thought that one hundred thousand and two hundred thousand would be the sky, but he did not expect to give a reward of one million. Da Xia is really proud.

　　 Shao Zifeng hesitated and said: "I want to apply for the highest-level energy potion."

　　 Luo Feng did not speak, and Shao Zifeng felt a little uneasy.

　　 Just when he wanted to explain, there was a roar on the phone.

　　"Why are you interrupting my sleep because of this trivial matter?"

　　? ? ?

　　 Shao Zifeng was a little dumbfounded while holding his mobile phone. Shouldn't the items sold in limited quantities each month be strategic-level materials! How come it's a trivial matter!

　　 So I am over-replenishing my brain, and fighting myself again?