Invincible, Why Do I Need To Do It Myself

Chapter 289

At the same time, in the same building, on the floor where the French are, they are enjoying supper.

"Unbelievable!" Stanislas complained, "I haven't eaten snails in a day! But Chinese foie gras is really good."

"After all, they are the world's largest consumer of foie gras." Auguste shrugged.

"What? I always thought it was us."

"They have 1.4 billion people." August reminded. "And to be honest, I think the Chinese have better foie gras than we do."

At this moment, let Na enter the room.

"I can smell foie gras."

"Oh, yes, Chinese foie gras. The taste is unexpectedly good." Stanislas looked in a good mood. He picked up the red wine, took a sip and continued to say to Jeanna, "Come on, sit down, let's I left a copy for you."

Jeanna took her seat decisively, and an agent wearing a chef's hat immediately served him a supper appetizer.

Stanislas asked Jeanna, the elegant opener: "How does it feel? What kind of person is the king of yellow clothes?"

"Is a good person." Jeanna said.

"What is a good person?"

Let Na think for a while and replied: "I will make delicious dishes, so that I don't have to serve plates. As long as I perform every hour, I will..."

"Okay, I see." Stanislas glanced at August, his eyes filled with dissatisfaction with the superior who sent Jeanna over, and then he asked Jeanna again, "Do you think he likes you? ?"

"I think so." Jeanna said with certainty, "but there are many beautiful girls around him, and I don't have much advantage."

"But there are still advantages, right?"

Jeanna thought for a while and shrugged: "I'm not sure. But I think there should be."

"Very well, get his trust, and then put out his secret, we will go back to the country after doing this. I can't stand the days without snails."

"Uh," August suggested, "we can call wine snails from Pizza Hut."

"Pizza Hut!" Stanislas suddenly took a picture of the table, "I will never eat fast food produced by Yankees in a chemical plant in my life! Do you know, none of those fast foods are made by real chefs? All kinds of additives produced in the factory, through the hands of a trainee who has been training for a week, become so-called food. I will never eat American fast food, never!"

Auguste shrugged.

On Ma Sha's side, he specially put the regiment secretary and Cai Shi, two girls with relatively high visual perception, to the second floor to be on guard, and then he carried the radio wave detector and inspected the whole building.

After doing this, Ma Sha entered the car world alone.

When the little girl saw that only Ma Sha came in alone, she was surprised: "Why are you only the big brother?"

"We had some trouble, so we asked our sisters to take them outside to confuse the enemy's eyeliner."

Speaking, Masha put on the headset and cut to the state of the whole, so that whoever found the problem can directly report it, and then he picked up the small pickaxe and prepared to strike today's daily strike.

"Big brother, I took a hot bath!" the little girl said loudly.

"Really? How about, the hot water provided by the biogas digester is great, right?"

"Awesome." The little girl looked very happy.

"Unfortunately, there are not enough pipes. Otherwise, you can make a U-shaped pipeline long enough in the biogas digester to boil the passing water, and then you can use steam to generate electricity."

A large part of human technology is studying how to boil water.

Using the heat inside the biogas digester to boil water to generate electricity, Ma Sha saw it in a children's science book called "Grandpa Brainstorming" when he was young.

The book was terribly old. According to Ma Sha’s father, it was a children’s book bought by his grandfather for Ma Sha’s youngest uncle. Ma Sha’s youngest uncle was only 30 years old and not much older than Ma Sha. When Ma Sha saw his uncle , I will sigh that grandparents are really awesome, especially grandpa, always strong.

Ma Sha took a small pickaxe and walked to the north promenade. The little girl followed his **** and asked as she walked, "What happened today?"

"A lot of foreign sisters have come to the store."

"Because Chihiro sister bombed the thing called Langley yesterday?" the little girl asked again.

"Yes, so many foreign sisters have come here. Starting from today, they will work in the store and monitor us by the way. Now they are all off work, but our store is surrounded by the sky and earth, so I am afraid we will have to keep a low profile in the future."

"Oh."

"Are those little robots working seriously?" Masha asked.

"Well, they took care of the fields and the vegetable pond, cleaned them for a living, and used the induction cooker to cook for me. But they don't know how to play games at all. I always win games with them, which is so boring."

"You are still a challenger. I can't tell."

"Big brother, you say that life is challenging all day long." The little girl said, "By the way, the game called hypoxia that big brother you pretended to me is so fun, you said that if we can make people in the game It’s so good to help us dig the ground in reality."

Ma Sha laughed: "That may require the ability to break through the dimension wall..."

Ma Sha suddenly stopped.

He thought of one thing: My little pickaxe has been used in the car world since I got it, but...no one stipulates that it can only be used in the car world.

He stopped and stared at the little pickaxe in his hand.

The description immediately appeared.

Indeed, it can only be used in the car world.

Think about it carefully, the world in this car is an SSS-level magic weapon that belongs to the "military horse", and his Huanggang secret scroll is two different magic weapons. It is impossible for the secret scroll to predict that Ma Sha can get the treasure of the military horse.

In other words, this little pickaxe should have been used in the real world.

——Why not give it a try?

"Girl," Ma Sha called to the little girl, "I'll go out, you stay in the world."

"Okay, but don't you knock twice today?"

"I am going to knock in another place."

Ma Sha smiled evilly at the little girl.

Carrying a small pickaxe, he quickly ran to the disguised door, got past it, closed the door, and then came down to the golden cup of bread.

——So, where do you knock this one?

Ma Sha thought.

At this time, the ghost is making clothes on the fourth floor, and Chihiro is on the third floor, playing online games alone, pretending to be teaming up with Ma Sha in the game, the party secretary is reading in the front of the second floor-actually guarding the front street , Cai Shi is doing the accounting in front of the back side window on the second floor—in fact, he is observing the path behind the house.