Returning From Level 900

Chapter 106 Worthless Destroyer

If he hadn't known that he might not be able to fight, Mo Ran really wanted to punch that innocent but flat face.

Even so, he couldn't help clenching the gloves in his hands.

Wang Wen noticed the faint light on the glove, and recalled the high and low duo he had met.

At the beginning, the glove on the little man's hand seemed to be like this.

It seemed to be very powerful, and it knocked over a lion monster with one punch.

If it weren't for the fact that the glove was picked up by the little man and could not be found near the food distribution point, Wang Wen would have wanted to get it and try it on himself.

I haven't had much contact with this kind of glove in my life.

I only know that it is probably the effect of protection and enhancement.

His fighting equipment tends to be swords and sticks, and he can only say that he is good at weapons such as fists and claws.

However, considering that the world tower props weapon has not yet been obtained, the fist glove can also be used.

Better than nothing.

Mo Ran noticed his gaze and didn't know the specific thoughts in his heart. He thought it was a provocation. He immediately raised his fist and said angrily: "The 390th floor rare item Dharma Hand, do you want to try it?"

When Wang Wen heard this, his eyes lit up, thinking that this child is so understanding!

He nodded quickly and said, "Is it really possible? That's so embarrassing!"

While speaking politely, he stretched out his hand to loosen his glove under Mo Ran's stunned gaze.

Mo Ran stared in shock as he took away the gloves, looked left and right, and asked in confusion, "What are you doing?"

"Well?" Wang Wen glanced back at him suspiciously, and immediately reacted: "Oh, yes, yes, try putting it on for me. See you, the emperor, is not in a hurry, eunuch, hahaha."

Without noticing Mo Ran's dark face, Wang Wen happily put on his 390-layer rare item [Dharma Hand].

He opened and clenched to test the fit, then raised his hand and punched the wall next to him.

"Bang!"

The protection of the gloves is very good, and I didn't feel any pain when I punched a hole the size of a pineapple directly from the hard wall.

Satisfied, Wang Wen took off the glove and returned it to Mo Ran. He analyzed it pertinently: "The protection is okay, the enhancement is average, why don't you use the glove with more than 400 layers?"

Moran was about to explode, and he was too lazy to pay attention to him when his neck twisted.

But Wang Wen thought he was ashamed to bring up the topic of not being able to get high-level props.

He patted his shoulder with understanding, and comforted him and said, "Don't be in a hurry, take it slow, it will be useful one day, and I will pay attention to you when the tower is high."

Mo Ran turned around and waved his fist as big as a casserole and said with murderous anger, "Do you XXX write novels and live in your own fantasy world all day long?"

Wang Wen asked in surprise, "How do you know? My hobby is writing novels! I'm thinking of writing an autobiography when I retire and don't climb the tower. It's called "Return from the Nine Hundred Floors"! How about it? Isn't it foreign?"

"Nine hundred floors?" Mo Ran snorted and looked at him repeatedly: "Sleep more if I have nothing to do, I have everything in my dreams."

The two were chatting happily.

All sorts of odd-shaped little things around were kowtowing all the time.

The old little thing holding the toothpick was also squeaking constantly.

Seeing that Wang Wen punched a hole in the cave wall, it screamed even more happily.

Zhu Xingguo slapped and hugged Ren RuanRuan, who was only covered with a piece of clothing, and walked over to the back, and asked Wang Wen in confusion, "Captain, what should we do next?"

Wang Wen shrugged and said to Mo Ran, "Team Leader Mo said he couldn't catch up with the schedule and wanted to study weirdness, so I have to ask him what to do next."

So Zhu Xingguo turned to look at Mo Ran again.

Mo Ran scanned the little things that were kneeling all over the ground, shook his head and said, "It's not these, my sense of depression comes from other things."

"Squeaky!!!"

Seeing Ren Ruanruan who Zhu Xingguo was holding out, the old boy screamed as if he was about to die.

Wang Wen felt embarrassed to continue to hang it, so he said a few words along the way.

The old little thing pointed at Ren Ruanruan, and then pointed at the healthy water in Wang Wen's hand.

Wang Wen thought for a while, and tried to pass out the health water.

The old and the little thing screamed and danced.

A group of "basketballs" surrounding it stretched out their small paws to take the bottle of healthy water.

Then the old little thing walked under Ren Ruanuan's body, took out a wooden pole that looked like a blowing arrow, and blew on Ren Ruanuan's back.

A short transparent needle flew out.

He was blocked by Wang Wen holding a wooden board while he was still in the air.

He doubtfully used the old method to test the reaction of the short needle and the purple and black blood on Ren Ruan Ruan's ankle.

It was found that the purple-black blood drawn by the transparent liquid on the short needle had returned to its normal color.

Wang Wen held the short needle with tweezers, pointed at Ren's soft ankle and murmured a few words at the old and small thing.

The old little thing pointed at the healthy water held by his "basketball" and babbled a few words.

Wang Wen nodded thoughtfully, and applied the transparent liquid from the short needle to the wound on Ren Ruan Ran's ankle.

The purple and black faded.

Ren Ruan Ruan's face turned pale.

His body froze suddenly, and then he stopped breathing.

Zhu Xingguo was shocked, and he didn't know what to do with his hands and feet.

Mo Ran was stunned, his eyes swept back and forth between the ankle and the short needle.

Wang Wen frowned with a dignified expression on his face while holding a short needle.

He pointed at Ren Ruan Ruan and asked the old little thing, "You took my water, but you killed my man, what do you mean?"

The old and the little things are croaking.

Zhu Xingguo cautiously said to Wang Wen, "Captain, I have a prop, which is a bit like a synchronous translator outside the tower. Would you like to try it?"

"Translation props?" Wang Wen asked, "Why didn't you say something like this earlier?"

Zhu Xingguo summoned the aircraft to retrieve the stored props and said, "It's mainly because you are very engaged in chatting with them. I thought you could understand each other's language."

Wang Wen was tricked by himself, and silently took the headset-style prop and put it on.

He tried to say, "Hey, can you hear me? How does this thing work?"

The voice didn't change, and the words didn't change either.

Just as Zhu Xingguo was about to open his mouth to explain, he heard the old and small thing on the ground screeching.

Wang Wen asked it hesitantly, "You mean, give her water to drink?"

The old and little thing was stunned for a while, and seemed to be very happy, chirping and calling.

After listening, Wang Wen nodded, retrieved a bottle of health water from the aircraft, turned around and poured it over the wound on Ren Soft's ankle.

People who stopped breathing are supposed to be dead.

As a result, just after pouring half of the bottle, Ren Ruan Ruan suddenly took a deep breath like drowning ashore.

The body also slowly regained its softness.

There was a little blood on his face.

The old little thing looked very happy, dancing in circles and chattering.

Wang Wen looked at it with a complicated expression.

Around Zhu Xingguo asked curiously, "What is it talking about?"

Wang Wen raised the bottle and said, "It says that water is the source of life."

After a few minutes.

Waiting for Ren's soft breathing to return to a steady state.

Feed her some healthy water into her mouth.

Such a person who had almost died not long ago slowly opened his eyes.

Seeing the people around her, she asked strangely, "What's wrong?"

His voice was still a little hoarse~www.wuxiahere.com~, but it was obvious that he was conscious.

Wang Wen asked, "How do you feel?"

"What do you mean? What's wrong with me?" Ren Ruan Ruan had no idea what was going on.

Zhu Xingguo said to her, "You were poisoned by monsters, and you might almost be eaten by them as a barbecue."

Ren Ruan Ruan was startled, and immediately realized that he was naked, and quickly grabbed the clothes covering him.

Seeing that she was back to normal, Wang Wen nodded and said, "It's good to wake up. Hurry up and go out of the tower. If the poison has been cured, you can go to the hospital to see if you're worried."

"The poison is gone, then why am I going out of the tower?" Ren Ruanhuan put on his clothes and said sassily: "Are there any extra pants? I feel like I can continue to climb the tower! This world tower is very strong, It is estimated that I should be able to break through the limited-time secret room a few times!"

Mo Ran on the other side was puzzled: "What is the breakthrough? Is scientific decryption going to be a master?"

Wang Wen shook her head: "She should be about to break through."

Mo Ran instantly took off his chin: "Breaking through the 100th floor?? Are you kidding me??"

The old and the little thing outside didn't care about how many people chatted, and directly grabbed Wang Wen and said a few words.

After Wang Wen heard this, her expression became extremely complicated.

Seeing the curious eyes of the people around him, he said word by word, "It tells me that if I can help them solve the water problem, it will help me to improve my drug-making skills."

"It's your drug making." Mo Ran stared at him with wide eyes: "Isn't that just breaking the mask?"

Wang Wen shrugged: "Yes, you said it was a coincidence."

Mo Ran covered his face and wailed: "I'm so special... When is the broken mask so worthless? Then why am I still on the 439th floor and still not broken?!"

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