Pirate’s Infinite Wings

A crate with the same pattern as the quest in memory, and a crate with a different pattern.

Put a bunch of the same ones.

Another bunch of different ones.

Stacking is over.

Again, only three small wooden boxes.

Not the same, but dozens of small wooden boxes.

I stayed for two minutes in front of two piles of wooden boxes.

During these two minutes, Fang Lang had only one question in his mind.

Is it a little too much to use an object that might be someone else's quest target to verify the authenticity of your quest?

He did not find an exact answer to this question within two minutes.

Go away.

At the same time, Fang Lang heard the sound of objects breaking in his ears.

Back to God.

It looks tense.

Only to find that he was making the noise himself.

His right hand grabbed one of dozens of small wooden boxes and crushed it unconsciously.

It's a real sense of division.

Because after breaking, the wooden box didn't disappear into the air.

For a long time, he kept the crack full, lying quietly in his palm.

A drop of embarrassing cold sweat dripped down Fang Lang's forehead.

It does seem that the body is more honest than the mind.

His mind doesn't seem to have made a choice yet.

His body sincerely made the choice for him.

The profound connotations conveyed by action choices are.

Who cares.

It doesn't matter whether someone else might need a crate for this task, but it's not a crate he needs for this task. If he didn't arrive sooner, I'm afraid his mission target will be destroyed by other people and humans.

In addition, whether others have the ability to distinguish between genuine and fake products still needs to be discussed.

He looked around so roughly that he couldn't necessarily gather all the real goods.

also.

Didn't teachers and high star hunters take part in the whole promotion exam?

If they really don't want only a few people to pass, they have every reason and ability to put the real goal on this floor again.

There are no serious consequences that cannot be changed, just because he smashed several non-mission targets to confirm the authenticity of the targets.

Though I think so.

Fang Lang's hands never stopped.

When he finished thinking.

look down.

I was surprised myself too.

certainly.

Little did he know when he crushed a dozen wooden boxes.

more importantly.

Judging from the results of sawdust on the ground, these dozen or so small wooden boxes are all real.

Nodding with satisfaction.

Fang Lang conveniently put three small wooden boxes that met all the search criteria into his backpack. As for the other small wooden boxes, he reached out and brushed them to every corner of the dusty floor.

At the same time, in the monitoring room outside the promotion examination hall, Ding Xiang on Zheng Fenghua's side was trembling all over. From his red face and fiery eyes, it can be deduced that this trembling was mainly caused by anger.

really.

She watched the display closely, and after a few seconds she screamed.

"How could he do that? How can you destroy a small wooden box that someone else might need to complete a mission? Disqualification, I strongly recommend disqualification!"

The finger pointed, obviously, to the monitoring screen where Fang Lang was.

Tu Gang frowned.

The gorilla instructor was one step faster than him, and directly spoke a weak counterattack.

"Mr. Ding, five hours ago, when faced with a scene that was almost the same or even more explicit, you didn't say that."

Due to the gorilla teacher's counterattack, the atmosphere in the room suddenly stopped.

Ha ha.

Ten seconds later, the entire vast surveillance command room was full of laughter.

Even Long Enqing, who was in a high position, couldn't bear it anymore. The corners of his lips curved slightly.

Before cloves react.

With some schadenfreude smiles.

Instead of the gorilla teacher, some intrepid teachers and high-star hunters in the control room delivered a wave of more detailed quips.

"Yes, yes, Lilac, you didn't say that when a group of young trainee hunters from your area rushed into this floor five hours ago."

"What you were saying was that they were young, and there was some rage that was typical of young people. They destroyed many of the same wooden boxes, but they were just venting their inner unease, or testing the authenticity of these wooden boxes through this extreme method. sex. I remember when they destroyed thousands of wooden boxes on a large scale. This boy only destroyed a few dozen wooden boxes, far less than the number of trainee hunters you taught." "You can say that what he destroyed was real stuff, but it's something genuine that someone else found out with their personal skills. Generally speaking, it's not too different from the incident where your apprentice hunter destroys most of the counterfeits to vent his anger."

"Didn't you say it? If it is destroyed, it will be destroyed. After all, it won't be long before the destroyed wooden box will be placed on the wooden shelf under the control of the dreamer again like it is now,"

"Didn't you say that? No one really wants to do this. As an elder older than these trainee hunters, you are willing to do it yourself. Since people are different, don't you want to?"

"Or Mr. Lilac, you only tolerate young apprentice hunters in your area, but you are extremely cruel to young apprentice hunters in other areas.

harsh? "

One wave of sarcasm is stronger than the other.

Ding Xiang's face turned green in ridicule.

Originally, she also tried to refute.

But just as he was about to refute, Zheng Fenghua gave him a hard look.

Fortunately, the other teachers and high-star hunters were only dissatisfied with the two representative teachers of the first district, but their dissatisfaction did not reach the level of hostility.

So, after a wave of minor criticism, they voluntarily dropped the charges.

Naturally, Lilac could no longer initiate troubles.

During the period when a small episode occurred in the rear monitoring room due to his own behavior, Fang Lang had quietly exited the building.

The building was evacuated overnight.

Additionally, it employs flyback mode.

Return directly to the 7th floor and return to the ground through the open window of the 7th floor.

While nearby, feel free to look for abandoned buildings, rest and tune in.

As the long night wore on and the sky began to clear, he took to the streets and began to wander aimlessly.

The reason for the wandering is that the last link of the quest only constrains the object, not the range.

God knows where the ordinary people in the mission card will appear.

Although this abandoned town is not small.

If you're trying to meet the right person on the street, the chances are like finding a needle in a haystack.

But other than using such a low-probability action mode, Fang Lang couldn't think of any other way for a while.

After all, now he has no one to take advantage of. ..