Traveling to another world, I made a two-dimensional girl into a card

The result of this design is that Belfast's ship suit is not the same as before. In the past, the size of Belfast's ship suit was about the same as the bass hanging on the bassist's body. Although it was a bit conspicuous, the main body was still a person. Now it is different. If Belfast unfolds her ship suit, it looks like a butterfly stuck on a spider web. The butterfly is a person, and the spider web is the densely packed hideous weapons on the ship suit...

It can be said that Belfast's combat effectiveness is now among the top five in hell. Viola, Ximi and Ju'er are still somewhat inferior to her. Kikuchiyo can kill Belfast in seconds, and Fang Qingyun himself can only ensure that he is not injured if he takes out the holy sword, but he can't catch up, and he can only stalemate with Belfast... The rest face Belfast's combat effectiveness of breaking a city alone... To put it bluntly, they have no resistance at all.

After sorting out his thoughts, Fang Qingyun fired another burst of bullets from his machine gun. He decided in his heart that he must take all the error cubes with him when he traded with Buster. In case some of the error cubes were mind cubes like Belfast, losing them would be something Fang Qingyun could not accept, whether out of emotion or for profit.

"They should be here soon, right?" Carl, who had already established an airdrop base, looked at his wrist, only to find that his watch was long gone. So he looked at the other dwarves next to him. When the dwarves saw that it was Carl who stretched their heads, one by one they stretched out their wrists in front of Carl. Fang Qingyun just happily watched Carl's dumbfounded look in front of a bunch of hairy arms, and wondered whether he should take a photo as a commemoration.

The surroundings were very safe. There were no active creatures with more than two legs within the horizon. The dwarves learned Fang Qingyun's tactics and paved the ground with two layers of quick-drying foam boards. They then built four watchtowers in a square arrangement to ensure that no insects could infiltrate the surroundings.

"Don't look at me, I don't know." Fang Qingyun put down the machine gun in his hand. After one day of use, he was very satisfied with this machine gun. He was curious why this gun didn't have the function of changing the barrel. Later he found out that this thing was extremely durable and would not have any problems with high and low temperatures. "I just hope that rockpox will not evolve further. As far as I know, many such viruses will produce some... organisms similar to aggregates..."

Right now, the Rockpox threat is not that big. It's just a bit of cat bugs that are infected. It has no other special features except being tough. But if it is infected with more tricky bugs... Imagine being chased around by infected suicide bugs, being chased and exploded by infected plague beads, and then having to endure the Rockpox infection for fear that your chemical suit will break...

"You'd better not have a bad mouth." Fettig lit a cigarette and stuffed it into his beard: "Otherwise we're doomed."

Chapter 405, Buster? MacArthur!

"Why do I feel like it's been a while?" Fang Qingyun was so bored that he wanted to open a portal to chat with Evelyn. Now he suddenly had an idea, that is, next time he travels through time while unconscious, he will ask Evelyn to see if his body is still in the main world: "Now even the bugs are gone... If this group of people who landed are reinforcements, I guess those who were supported will have turned into feces when they come down."

"Ha, only my junior brother doesn't need my concern." Ximi put her elbow on Fang Qingyun's shoulder. This action made her look like she was leaning on a shelf higher than her. "Otherwise, if my support is so slow when you really need it... I guess I can only use needle and thread to piece together my junior brother when I find him."

Seeing the strange looks from Carl and the others, Fang Qingyun knew that they must have misunderstood something, and he quickly explained: "It can't be helped. We were hunting monsters, which can be understood as large wild animals, and we were hunting with cold weapons. The difficulty was similar to a dwarf holding an axe to fight with a royal guard bug. Isn't it normal to be torn into pieces and swallowed?"

The dwarves were silent, including Kikuchiyo who wanted to say something. Finally, it was Fettig who broke the silence. He tapped the cigarette in his hand with his finger, brushed off the ash on the cigarette butt, and then took a puff of the cigarette into his wild beard: "Generally, when a dwarf encounters this situation, he will use an axe to dig a hole first... for himself."

This joke that Fang Qingyun didn't get successfully amused all the dwarves nearby. Although Fang Qingyun didn't understand the joke, this kind of black humor suits the dwarves' taste very well. As they were laughing, the old vulture next to him lowered his head and glanced at his watch again: "This is already 20 minutes beyond the deadline. Could it be that the rockpox infection has spread to the space station?"

"It's really not right." Fang Qingyun touched his lips. He knew nothing about the dwarven rules, but he could analyze other aspects a little: "Logically speaking, this kind of interstellar 'virus' rarely has the ability to directly infect the space station... It's not that it's rare, but if it really has that ability, I suggest everyone here run away. The last similar existence I knew was called 'Flood', which basically destroys the world."

Fang Qingyun certainly didn't think that Yanpox could challenge the Flood, he was just giving an example. You have to know that the Flood was a disaster that could make interstellar civilization devastated, and Yanpox had to rely on the outer layer of stone to complete space travel, so it was naturally inferior to the Flood in terms of prestige.

After hearing Fang Qingyun's words, several dwarves remained silent. They knew that all they could do now was to pray. Even if they applied for retirement now, they would be drafted by the group and serve as the first line of defense against the corruption of the group's property, the planet of **s.

"Here it comes." Kikuchiyo, who was very frugal with words, subconsciously put her hand on the hilt of the knife, and then let go of it after realizing that it was still safe here. Several men who were squatting and chatting looked up and saw a meteor that had crossed the sky slowly appearing above their heads.

"Damn it, look at the trail, this isn't some airborne pod... How can the trail of an airborne pod be so big?" The experienced Fettig saw something was wrong at a glance: "Fuck, which bastard increased the scale of the airdrop without notifying us? Didn't they say there were only three airborne pods? Quick, quick, quick! Everyone expand the safety circle and stay away from the airdrop site!"

The next words of Fettig were addressed to all the dwarves. The dwarves, who had thought that the safety zone set up at the beginning was enough, were now taking turns to rest in the watchtower in twos and threes. Some of them even took off their helmets and took advantage of the hard-earned rest time to eat two energy bars. Now, as soon as they heard what Fettig said about staying away from the drop site, a group of dwarves, holding their helmets and weapons, slid down the watchtower on the zipline in a panic, and ran away without looking back.

The miners ran while cursing the dwarves who had airdropped nearby. These dwarves who were directly under Buster should have received news that Buster had increased the scale of the airdrops. So this explained why he let the miners rest while he was on duty. It turned out that he did this just to see how miserable Buster looked.

The airborne dwarves were also innocent, but they did not feel much grievance. In the conversation during the break, they more or less understood how Buster treated ordinary miners. So they had a new understanding of Buster, who initially regarded himself as "Carl's friend". They were not angry about being suspected in this way, but felt it was natural, just a little wronged and aggrieved.

After all, the airborne dwarves are not fools. They were saved by fellow miners just now. Why would they trip up their own people at this time when they are not as skilled as others? Moreover, if the rockpox infected body suddenly attacked at this time, there were rockpox infected bodies in front of them and the airborne pod was falling rapidly behind them. They would be torn into pieces by the infected body in front and smashed into dwarfs by the airborne pod in the back... This was a matter of life and death. Who would make a fuss about it?

So after a group of dwarves ran to a safe place, except for the poor engineer who started to make a new safe zone with quick-drying foam boards on the spot, the rest of the dwarves gathered around with their eyes wide open to look at the watch that the airborne dwarf had taken off on his own initiative. Their eyeballs almost poked through the watch screen, but they didn't see Buster's advance notice on it. Well, they came uninvited.

Some people may think that adding some goods temporarily is not dangerous. The degree of danger is like telling someone at the beginning that there is a box of ammunition that needs to be stored in the warehouse. After you have sorted out the goods and made room, someone brings three boxes of ammunition and says that they are all bombs and need to be stored in the warehouse. In this case, the warehouse manager is a good friend if he does not chase the bomb deliveryman with a gun.

You should know that the coordination of the dwarves means that after the safe zone is opened up, the airborne capsule can land directly one body length behind the dwarves and the miners do not need to worry about being hit. Now that some more cargo has been temporarily added, the airborne danger zone has to be expanded, and the original safe zone will become a dangerous zone. If the dwarves still stand in the same way as before, they will be smashed to pieces by a round of airborne capsules, and even the corpses cannot be put together.

The internal conflict between the miners and the airborne dwarves ended with the miners drinking three cups of wine as punishment, apologizing sincerely, and both sides calling Buster a fool.

After a large number of dwarves put on their helmets and prepared for battle at the temporary base, the obviously bloated airborne team landed from the original landing site. Originally there were three airborne capsules, but now there were six airborne capsules, and there was also a building that looked like a small bunker. Fang Qingyun was also very curious about how the airborne capsules were mobilized. You know, a space drill can only launch one airborne capsule at a time, and it is not so easy to make six airborne capsules land at the same time.

The double doors of the drop chamber opened up and down, like the open mouth of a giant, revealing an acquaintance of Carl inside: Buster.

At this moment, Buster's outfit could only be described as eye-catching. Fang Qingyun originally thought that the suit Buster wore at that time looked like the pig in a suit in Spirited Away, which was already blinding enough. The fat on his neck was piled up like Maitreya Buddha PLUS, let alone the neck, even the chin could not be seen, and the fat on his buttocks was almost bursting out of his pants. He was worried that the pants would burst if he walked a few steps, let alone squatting.

Buster is now wearing a set of Gunner's MK5 armor. The originally solid and lean Gunner armor looks like a strong little bear when worn by an ordinary dwarf, but looks like a fat pig standing up when worn by Buster... Really, Fang Qingyun is not insulting anyone, nor does he have any opinions about Buster so he deliberately vilifies him, but... Really, from a distance, you would think that a pier under someone's bridge has turned into a spirit.

Buster was holding a cheap cigarette in his mouth at the moment. It was the kind of cigarette that Buster would step on if it fell on the ground. The low-quality tobacco made him cough twice, and Fang Qingyun took two steps back. Buster suddenly had an idea to smoke a bad cigarette. Fang Qingyun never smoked and had no habit of getting close to smoke second-hand smoke.

Buster moved down the airborne capsule with difficulty, looked around, and saw Carl next to Fang Qingyun at a glance. His bright action gave Fang Qingyun a bad premonition.

Buster moved straight towards Carl. The word "move" is the best reflection of Fang Qingyun's literary skills. Because Buster couldn't move his legs at all, Fang Qingyun thought that letting him sit in a wheelchair might be the best way to travel. Buster ignored the airborne dwarf who was about to report, pushed away the miner standing in front of Carl, and then put his arm with sagging fat on Carl's shoulders, which made Carl's shoulders sink. Fang Qingyun maliciously speculated that Carl's shoulders should be full of oil at this time.

Then Buster nonchalantly pulled out a cigar from his pocket. It was the kind that looked very expensive, and you didn't need to cut off the cigar head. Instead, you could light it by twisting the disposable ignition device on it. Then he stuffed the cigar into Carl's hand.

Fang Qingyun had a strong sense of déjà vu at this time. When he saw Carl trying to return the cigar after it was forced upon him, and when he saw another dwarf coming down from the airborne capsule holding up a camera that looked like a camera, he knew that it was time to take action himself.

He stepped on the ground, and the Hell Energy Plate that was invisible to the dwarves rose from the ground, piercing the quick-drying foam plate that was infected with cat bugs and difficult to scratch through, and then blocked Carl and Buster in front of them. The shutter flashed, and the flash illuminated the other dwarves who were at a loss nearby, but the key photos of Carl and Buster were blocked by the energy plate. Although the dwarves could not see it, the camera could recognize it. When they went back to develop the photos, the area turned orange-red and even the hair could not be seen.

"Hey, what are you doing?" The miner reacted and pointed the pickaxe in his hand at the reporter who was taking pictures. At this time, even a fool should understand that there was nothing good at all when Buster suddenly appeared in front of the retired miner he despised.

"Take a picture. Isn't it worth recording the second meeting between Mr. Buster and his old friend Carl?" The reporter's answer was convincing and seemed justified. It would have been even better if one could ignore his action of putting the camera into his arms.

Chapter 406: Dirty Second Negotiation

This kind of public opinion war has been experienced enough in the past life. If Fang Qingyun hadn't done something to invalidate the photo, Carl's reputation would have been known to everyone. Didn't the most shrewd Fettig disappear just now? He knew very well what Buster would do.

Apart from other things, what kind of person is Buster now? He is the director and the head of Deep Rock Galaxy Group. No one has more power than him. Correspondingly, what role does Carl play? Carl died relatively early. Although he is a household name among the dwarf miners, he is still just an ordinary miner after all, just a little legendary.

So what was Buster doing? He was lighting a cigarette for Carl, and Carl subconsciously refused because he didn't smoke. There are thousands of reasons for refusing, so why did Carl refuse because he didn't smoke? In the report, it can be said that Carl refused because the cigarette was not good enough. As long as Carl refused, there are a thousand possibilities on the screen.

Fang Qingyun had his reasons for thinking so. The reason was that when they were talking on the phone, Buster had been smoking a cigar, but this time Buster came down first with a hastily rolled cigarette in his mouth, similar to the ones that soldiers rolled themselves with newspapers and tobacco during the war.

A director who never goes to the site suddenly endures the cough after changing to a bad cigarette, runs to the front line with a beer belly to put his arm around the shoulders of outstanding worker representatives and hand out good cigarettes... Do you think this can be a good thing?

So when the report came out, Carl's resurrected identity would first be marked with a big question mark, and then his indifference and arrogance towards Buster - his refusal to smoke - would contrast with Buster's own simple style - smoking cigarettes.

The propaganda is overflowing with affectation, just like the original Dona Dona world, the only difference is that Jiuguang threw dirty water on the anti-Asians in order to create an emotional outlet for the Asian General Justice that he ruled, while Buster did this because he wanted to take advantage of Carl's popularity. On the one hand, he contrasted himself to build momentum and increase his political capital, and on the other hand, he denied Carl's authenticity by reversing right and wrong.

This is a very clever move. Why? Because this is not information that is fed into people’s brains through repetition, but information that is inferred by self-righteous people.

For example, if you point at a classmate you dislike and say bad things about him, the people around you who approve of that classmate will definitely not believe it. But if you say that you saw some people pretending to be that classmate and doing bad things, then people who lack the motivation to take action will agree with you, while people who do take action will investigate and then think you are right because of their personal filters.

Therefore, the legitimacy of Carl being Carl was denied, and without his own knowledge, Carl completed the transformation from Carl's resurrection to the "fake Carl" among the vast number of dwarves.

As a "fake Carl", Buster's humble attitude becomes even more valuable. If Buster announces his agreement with the "fake Carl" at the right time, naturally someone will put all the credit on Buster, and maliciously speculate that the "fake Carl" is a spy for Diao Chong. A simple conspiracy theory can make Buster rich.

Therefore, no matter whether Carl took the cigarette or not, without Fang Qingyun's intervention, the game was over the moment Buster put his hand on Carl. There were only two possible results: Buster made a lot of money or he won hugely.

Of course, Fang Qingyun didn't know that Buster had a backup plan. You know, he sent a letter to other directors saying that rockpox was about to break out. This completed the last part of Buster's conspiracy. The other directors would more or less intend to trip up Buster, but Buster's letter became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

As long as the letter is published, those directors will be in danger. Bast wrote the letter before the rockpox outbreak. It's your fault if you didn't receive it. What does it have to do with the "wise and brave" Bast? As long as someone intends to support Carl, Bast can easily pull out the letter as a trump card and make the other directors speechless.

After confirming that the photo was taken, Buster pushed Carl away and threw the cigarette he had just used for show directly to the ground. He unceremoniously stuffed a cigar into his mouth, bent the disposable ignition device at the front to light it for himself, took a comfortable puff, and blew the smoke into Carl's face.

The dwarves who had just come down from behind Buster surrounded the reporters and protected them. The dwarf miners who noticed something was wrong gathered around them, but were pushed away by the dwarves who had just come down.

Buster acted as if he had the trump card. His words brought the morale of the airborne dwarves to the bottom: "You have been fired. I have brought the people from the logistics department here to calculate the wages. Get out after you get your wages."

This sentence is very poisonous. After the calculation, Deep Rock Galactic Group has no connection with these dwarves. So these airborne dwarves are still on the high-risk planet **s. This means that if they want to go home, they must take the Deep Rock Galactic Group's airborne capsule. How much money is needed to arrange the process is not as easy as a word from Buster. Those who are lucky will become paupers before they can go back. Don't even think about getting married when they go home, and they can hardly even have food. Those who are unlucky can only settle on the surface of the high-risk planet **s, and they don't know when they will be taken away by unexpected disasters.

Of course, Fang Qingyun thought that such threats were weak, because he had the entire hell as his backing. After those dwarves were expelled, Fang Qingyun could just absorb them as high-quality personnel, just like the previous group of dwarves in the engineering department. After tasting the delicacies and food wine of hell, they completely became "captives" of hell.

There is a little anecdote in this. The main thing is that the plant people had nothing to do and just basked in the sun all day. Later, they felt that they needed to find something to do. So a group of plant people who liked adventure took the initiative to join the army, and the plant people who liked farms cultivated seeds. Finally, the group of plant people who got along well with the dwarves...they liked opening shops and brewing wine...

The dwarves had good reasons not to leave, as they could not taste such good wine anywhere else. Although the grain wine and fruit wine were indeed catalyzed by the energy of hell, making them particularly strong, they also became the dwarves' favorite and a popular drink comparable to "Coma Stout". By the way, the Bosco flying drone was also successfully imitated by Naike and was now being tested as a bartender in a tavern.

"You are useless, Carl." Buster looked confident of victory. He bit his cigar and smiled like a crocodile. "At first, you misled me. I thought that without the cooperation of the bugs, the dwarves really couldn't mine... Then I thought it was wrong. If the bugs can handle this matter, why seek help from the dwarves?"

"So you plan to take all the dwarves and **star to die together?" The boss played a suitable supporting role on the side.

"No, I just want to make more money..." Buster turned to the silent Thorn who was eating with a cold face. "In short, I want to kick Carl out and negotiate directly with Diao Chong. I don't have the mood to be a second-hand distributor."

"And you, Carl, you're out." Buster took a deep puff of his cigar and blew out the smoke from his nose, which made him look like a demon shrouded in smoke. "As soon as the photo is sent, Carl, you will be a fake counterfeit, a piece of trash that tarnishes Carl's image. All the information transmission ports in this area of ​​**Star are in my hands. If I want, you will be ruined, so get out while I'm in a good mood."

Carl felt that he should be angry, but he only felt sad. Everything he did was to reduce the casualties of the dwarves. Those living lives seemed to be just a political capital worth pursuing for Buster. He now only felt that Buster was pathetic and strange. Fettig, who had returned at some point, put his hand on Carl and said, "This is why I hate him."

"It's okay, leave it to me." Fang Qingyun put his hand on Carl's shoulder. This action made him look even taller than the others.

Fang Qingyun was going to trick Buster. He notified him through the Hell Network. Kikuchiyo, who received the order, immediately took out an armchair from the void in front of Buster. Ximi and Juer beside him served drinks. Fang Qingyun sat on the armchair, reached into the air and took out a pair of sunglasses. After putting on the sunglasses, he sat on the armchair in a leisurely manner and started rocking: "Mr. Buster, it seems that you are not well-informed..."

To be honest, lying on a recliner on the battlefield is a bit stupid, but looking at Buster's expression, Fang Qingyun's show of power was quite impressive.

Fang Qingyun waved to Thorn. After communicating on the Hell Network, he let Thorn perform a play in exchange for six boxes of potato chips and three pieces of cake. So when Fang Qingyun waved, Thorn, the master of insects, leaned close to Fang Qingyun in front of Buster. Fang Qingyun also touched Thorn's head affectionately.

Buster's expression could only be described as "Fuck, there are masters" and "respectful". Fang Qingyun had not appeared on the screen since the beginning of Carl's negotiation with Buster, which made this the first time Buster saw him. Although Buster noticed Fang Qingyun, a strange and tall stranger, when he got off the airborne pod, he didn't expect that he was the real final boss. Didn't you see that the Overlord of Trickster could only be a little bird in front of him? Add to that the magical ability of telekinesis... This is obviously not a species.

"How about I name a price?" Fang Qingyun pushed his sunglasses up to his eyebrows and gave his price without waiting for Buster to respond: "I want to take back all the wrong Rubik's Cubes, 200 to 1,000 talented engineering dwarves, and one ton of Omeran Heart Stone. On this basis, I will not interfere with anything you do on **Star but will help you with all my strength. How about it?"

Chapter 210: I broke through %, how dare you talk to me like that?

"Hmph!" Regardless of the miners and dwarves around him who were instantly arguing like a toad pit, Buster began to think carefully at this moment. Fang Qingyun, whom he had never met before, put a lot of pressure on him. He dared to attack Carl because he knew Carl too well, but Fang Qingyun had never revealed anything. Buster, who couldn't figure out Fang Qingyun's bottom line, was embarrassed at the moment. He didn't know whether Fang Qingyun was bluffing or really capable, which made him hesitant.

"Can't come to an agreement?" Fang Qingyun took off his sunglasses, then he lay down on the recliner with Jingzhi in his arms, and closed the door to visitors: "If you can't come to an agreement, then get out. Before you leave, don't forget to take a look to make sure you really have the trump card in your hand."

Both Fang Qingyun's harsh conditions and the possible benefits made Buster breathe heavily. Although the Error Cube was not valuable, its price remained high in the collector's market due to its rarity. Each Omeran Heart Stone required the price of more than one Dorela drilling car, and the diameter of each was only 60 centimeters. It would cost him a lot to collect one ton.

Two hundred to one thousand dwarves in the engineering department with real skills and talents are actually the easiest to fulfill among these conditions. After all, it doesn't take any brains to fool those dwarves in the engineering department. A few words can make them regard this as a mission that they cannot refuse, and they will come here eagerly.

In terms of benefits... all the actions on ** Star are fully supported, which is basically equivalent to supporting him to become the head of the Deep Rock Galaxy Group's directors, or even a higher position...

Also, what did he mean by confirming the trump card? Buster had a bad feeling. He walked up to the reporter and asked him to hand over the camera. Just as the reporter took the camera out of his arms, a gunshot was heard from the dwarfs on Fang Qingyun's side.

After the gunshot, the camera did not break. Buster looked in the direction of the sound and found a bullet fixed in mid-air. The bullet seemed to be still rotating, but like a bird in a cage, it could not move forward.

Although an accident happened, Fang Qingyun, who reacted quickly, couldn't help but secretly praise himself. This unexpected event just increased his status. He notified the hell in his mind and then decided to improvise.

"I said, no one should interrupt me when I'm talking," Fang Qingyun said word by word. He turned his head with sunglasses on and waved his hand at the dwarf who fired the gun.

A huge orange-yellow shadow (portal) swallowed up the dwarf who fired the gun (sent him to hell). The dwarf didn't even have time to let out a scream. Only a gun was left in mid-air and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

"Ah? Didn't I say that?" Fang Qingyun put his ear close to the thorns, as if the thorns were reminding him that he hadn't said that before: "It doesn't matter, I said it now anyway."

This action instantly made Buster sweat like a pig. This completely unknown method put him under great pressure. If Fang Qingyun sat up and shot the dwarf, Buster would at most be surprised at his ruthlessness, or even not surprised. But this time a monster was suddenly summoned from the void (it was just a portal) and ate the dwarf in front of him. He couldn't help but be terrified.

Realizing what Fang Qingyun was going to do, Carl calmly gave Fetig a hint, asking Fetig to stay calm, lest Fetig do something to ruin Fang Qingyun's acting skills. Realizing that the situation was getting cold and he needed cooperation, he acted as an excellent supporting actor. His acting skills were so good that he seemed to be frightened. He pushed away the dwarf next to him and turned around to run while informing Fang Qingyun in the hell network. He decided to put on a big show to open Buster's eyes.

So Fang Qingyun gently hooked his hand, and Carl cooperated by letting out a half scream. After being swallowed by the portal, a bleeding calf was left there (it could regenerate anyway, so this was Carl's idea). The surrounding dwarves were in an uproar, and the sound of guns being pulled out rang out behind Fang Qingyun, all pointing at the back of Fang Qingyun's head.

Kikuchiyo reacted immediately and cut off all the guns of several dwarves who were relatively close to him the moment he drew his sword. On the other side, Ximi and Juer protected Fang Qingyun on the left and right. One of them displayed the blue lightsaber in his hand, and the other drew his dragon fire sword. The raging flames burned the quick-drying foam board next to them, making it undulate like the surface of boiling water. It was obviously not just for show.

Of course, Ximi, Ju'er and Kikuchiyo's big reactions were also the result of Fang Qingyun's instructions, otherwise when those dwarves raised their guns, Kikuchiyo would have killed them all with one sword. After all, this was just acting and not real fighting. The reactions of those dwarves were spontaneous, or it could be said that the old vulture took the lead.

After all, the old vulture had seen what the hell portal looked like, and had also seen how Fang Qingyun resurrected people. He recognized it as the hell portal at a glance. He was not surprised even if Carl dropped half of his body in front of the portal. He had the technology of regeneration anyway. He just took the lead, and the other dwarves followed suit and raised their guns in unison.

“Hahahaha.” Dr. Blowhole realized that it was his turn next. He laughed like an evil scientist, “Are you going to kill them all, boss?”

"Damn it, I knew that you, Dr. Blowing Hole, were up to no good." The four penguins led by the boss instantly pointed their guns at Dr. Blowing Hole (this was also Fang Qingyun's idea). In an instant, the situation behind Fang Qingyun was tense, and several groups of forces were on guard against each other, waiting for someone to fire the first shot.

Fang Qingyun sighed without changing his expression, looked at the pale-faced Buster opposite him and smiled: "Forget it, my patience has reached its limit"

With a wave of Fang Qingyun's hand, the hell portal swallowed up the penguin and the dwarves behind him like the big mouth of an abyss monster. After swallowing them, it burped like a glutton. Fang Qingyun sat up from the armchair and walked towards Buster step by step. The oppressive aura made the dwarves beside Buster retreat one after another: "Buster...what do you think?"

Buster grabbed the camera as if it were a life-saving straw. He adjusted the camera to the photo he had just taken, but found that the photo that should have been of him and Carl had turned into an orange-red scene like a monster with its mouth open. This completely shattered his psychological defenses. He did not bother to wipe the sweat off his fat face. He trembled and announced his decision to Qingyun, fearing that the same treatment would befall him: "I will serve you, unknown strong man..."

Fang Qingyun did not stop. Buster lowered his head and looked at Fang Qingyun's instep as it approached him. He was sweating profusely and almost fainted. Even his bladder was in danger of failing. Fang Qingyun walked in front of Buster and put a finger on his... uh, neck, and asked him to look up at him: "Don't be nervous. If you follow me, the Deep Rock Galaxy Group will be yours..."

After hearing this, Buster's bladder could no longer hold back urine, and urine flowed down between his trouser legs. He smiled a smile uglier than crying, and it was unclear whether he was celebrating his survival or looking forward to a prosperous future.

Fang Qingyun turned around, and when Buster was relieved, he turned back. This ghost-like movement made Buster's bladder hold back again: "Smile more... Don't be so nervous, why so serious?"

I don't know what this English sentence was translated into by my own translation plug-in, but Buster was scared to death this time. Fang Qingyun estimated that Buster would wet his pants every time he heard his voice in his dream in the future.

In contrast to the serious atmosphere on the surface of the planet **s, hell at this time had turned into a sea of ​​joy. Carl, who had regenerated a leg, laughed so hard that he was out of breath. The anger he had just felt was long gone.

He and Fettig were now sitting in the newly built wonder of Hell, the "Hell Bar", surrounded by celebrating dwarves. They were cheering and toasting together. No one knew who started it, but all the dwarves sang the Miners' Song of the Deep Rock Galaxy together to express their inner joy.

"Welcome everyone to our new home, Hell!" Big Banana, who was sitting at the bar and was in charge of business, raised his glass. His skin was still a little green at the moment, and it looked like he had just recovered from his tender state. When he mentioned Hell, all the dwarves raised their glasses and cheered: "All people here, regardless of species, are brothers and sisters. Let me show you how I show off myself!"

Big Banana was not lying, the drink in his cup was made from a mixture of various fruits, including a big banana weighing more than 350 kilograms, which was the harvest tax he paid last time. So strictly speaking, when he drank the wine, he was actually drinking himself.

Big Banana turned the cup in his hand twice, and the wine flowed into his mouth like a stream. Such a heroic action obviously caused more dwarves to cheer. At this moment, no matter it was the old miner who got new arms and legs at the beginning or the airborne dwarf who was later dismissed by Bastet, everyone obviously became a group. From time to time, a dwarf would stand up and perform a little whirlwind for everyone. There were laughter, chatting, crying, patting on the shoulder and comforting sounds.

"Um... happy wrap?" Fettig raised his glass to Carl. The two dwarves, who looked more than 20 years apart by human standards, clinked their glasses and each drank it in one gulp.

"I really hope the driller can come too," Carl said, staring at the cup in a daze.

Fettig next to him sighed, patted Carl on the shoulder and said nothing. The driller would never come. He was thrown naked into space by Buster, and Fettig was watching next to him.

"Don't worry about it." Fettig raised his glass to the bartender Bosco: "Another drink! The boss is treating us tonight, and we can't leave until we are drunk!"

Chapter 408: Hell is developing

"So where is this?" The four penguins who were teleported to hell with guns in their hands looked confused. The boss looked at Koloski and hoped for some reaction from him. On the other side, Rigo made an "Aou" sound from his mouth and shrugged with his hands spread out. Koloski took out paper and pen from his pocket and started to calculate.

"Boss, boss, I know." The rookie who had been fed in hell raised his fins and jumped around wanting the boss to call his name. He looked so excited that he was like a primary school student who was eager to answer questions in class.

"So where is this? My dear little rookie?" The boss bent down slightly and touched the rookie's head. He was only slightly taller than the rookie. If it were in the past, he would have treated the rookie as a child who needed care, but now after experiencing the rescuers called by the rookie to pull them out of the hell on Hawks Star, he has officially treated the rookie as a completely independent individual.

"This is hell, boss," the rookie swore. After all, no other world's sky was the unique orange-red color like the one in hell.

What the rookie didn't know was that the pub was not located in a residential area. Due to the last suggestion, the sky over there had been changed to sky blue, or rather, it had been changed to a sky blue filter, so at least it was not much different from the outside world.

"Hell? Oh my God, looks like we have to make a plan to escape from here." The boss gave an order, and the three penguins stood in a neat row as if by reflex. The boss was still walking back and forth in front of them and lecturing them. The rookie wanted to interrupt several times but was stopped by the boss... It seems that the rookie still has a long way to go if he wants to officially become the fourth member of the Penguin Team.

"Um, excuse me..." The dwarf next to him patted the boss's shoulder and said a little embarrassedly: "Would you like to sit in this seat?"