Improvised Remote-Controlled Miniature Carrier Missile Loaded with a Small-Scale Destructive High-Concentration Thermobaric Warhead

It's okay if the captain has good intentions and doesn't mention it.

But he can't help but know it.

A person who does not know himself will not go far.

Zhu Xingguo deeply realized how wrong he was.

He immediately ran to Wang Wen, kowtowed and shouted to become his master.

Wang Wen helped him up with a smile and said, "It's okay to become a master, but I'm only an entry-level master in Mechanism Art, and I can't teach much. If you really want to develop in this field, it's best to learn from Veilbreaking Master, which will have a wider space for growth."

After hearing this, Zhu Xingguo was dumbfounded.

Is this a collection or not?

He looked blankly at Ren Ruanruan.

Ren Ruanruan urged, dumbfounded. "The captain is being humble. How many Mechanism Art masters are there these days? Why don't you call me master!"

"Oh!" Zhu Xingguo quickly got down and said, "Master, I'm here to accept my disciple's obeisance!"

Wang Wen patted Zhu Xingguo on the shoulder with emotion and said, "To be honest, I had no intention of accepting a disciple this time."

In his mind, he thought of the Intelligence Department Upper Group Leader, who was both his disciple and friend in his previous life.

Of course, he is the next team leader after Mo Ran.

At that time, Mo Ran had left First Consortium for unknown reasons, so the two did not have much contact.

On the contrary, the next team leader had great respect for Wang Wen. After asking for advice on tower climbing experience several times, he kept calling him "Master" frequently.

In this life, Wang Wen originally planned to continue to cooperate with First Consortium, and then find an opportunity to renew his relationship with his young apprentice.

Unexpectedly, by some strange combination of circumstances, I accepted an apprentice in advance during this trip to the tower.

Maybe this is fate.

I am destined to live differently from the way I lived in my previous life, take a new path, and meet some new people.

He looked at the silly Zhu Xingguo and said with emotion, "Since you and I are destined, I accept the name of master and disciple. From now on, as long as you are loyal and do your duty, don't betray, don't betray, and don't do anything that affects my reputation, no matter how difficult it is to climb the tower, I will take you up. If you want to learn Mechanism Art, I will try my best to teach you."

"Hey!" Zhu Xingguo responded happily, "I remember Master!"

The relationship between Tower Climber and master is very important.

It is different from the teachers and students in the Academy who hold teaching materials and teach in batches.

The master and apprentice who climb the tower teach each other real life-threatening skills.

After joining World Tower, the mentor-disciple relationship is as important as a close relative or loved one, much higher than that of ordinary teammates, and there will be great trust.

If someone betrays the master-disciple relationship, once the news comes out, he will no longer be able to gain a foothold between Tower Climber.

All Tower Climber will despise him and even wait for an opportunity to destroy him.

Because master and disciple are the few spiritual refuges left in the hearts of Tower Climbers.

Seeing the "weird" appearance of the two of them, Ren Ruanruan next to them couldn't help but snicker.

Wang Wen is not very small, about 1.75 meters, but because his body is not strong enough, he looks a little thin overall.

But Zhu Xingguo is actually about 1.8 meters tall, and with a burly and muscular body, he looks like a bull.

Wang Wen had just left the Academy not long ago. He was in his early twenties, with fair features and fair eyes, and full of bookishness.

Zhu Xingguo is thirty-one years old, and has been exposed to the sun and wind for many years climbing towers. His skin is thick and thick, with brown skin and slovenly stubble, making him completely thicker.

Such two people.

One is tall and one is low, one is strong and one is thin, one is big and one is small.

In the end, it was the smaller one who patted the larger one on the shoulder in an arrogant manner.

The big one grinned happily and shyly like a child being praised.

This seemingly reversed picture made Ren Ruanruan chuckle and said it was eye-opening.

The two parties involved were completely unaware.

It may even be because he is used to Wang Wen being young and mature, and even Mo Ran on the other side doesn't think there is anything wrong with this scene.

He even stepped forward and asked Wang Wen expressionlessly, "Do you think we are friends?"

Wang Wen was stunned. "Forget it, of course."

After listening to this sentence.

Mo Ran immediately beamed, pulling Zhu Xingguo along and saying happily, "Congratulations to my old friend for accepting a disciple. I don't have anything valuable to give to my good disciple, so let's take a rare one as a meeting gift!"

After that, he retrieved a prop from the aircraft and handed it to Zhu Xingguo.

The 300th floor rare prop, [a simple remote-controlled micro-carrying missile loaded with a small-range Destruction highly concentrated thermobaric warhead].

Prop information: This is a simple remote-controlled miniature carrier missile loaded with a small-range Destruction highly concentrated thermobaric warhead.

Zhu Xingguo Everyone holding the missile was dumbfounded.

Ren Ruanruan, who was leaning over to take a look, also turned to stone.

I've seen people giving gifts, but I've never seen a rare item that has three hundred layers upon release.

The market price of this thing is already in the millions!

The key is that rare props are not available every day in the prop market.

Wang Wen said unhappily, "Old Mo, please restrain yourself. He is my apprentice, not yours."

"I know, I know." Mo Ran waved his hand symbolically and without looking back, he concentrated on teaching Zhu Xingguo how to use the remote control to control the missile.

Zhu Xingguo listened obediently.

Wang Wen always felt that the apprentice he had just accepted was about to be abducted, so he quickly exhaled and said, "Let's go, let's continue climbing the tower!"

So, early morning on Thursday.

Everyone successfully stepped onto the ground on the 110th floor.

During this period, Wang Wen, who had an apprentice, took the skill stone with confidence. After a period of dizzying information infusion, the skill stone disappeared and the poison-making skills improved.

It was as if a whole new world had opened before his eyes.

The 110th level is an integer level, and there is progress to be made.

Everyone waited until a single Tower Climber was assigned and then opened the level.

This is a bar.

There were many weird-looking masked people jumping around in place.

The noise it makes is mind-numbing.

There are even malicious assassins who stab people with daggers.

Wang Wen gave the order.

Mo Ran charged first, Ren Ruanruan came behind, Zhu Xingguo waved his hand and threw out the mechanism, and special poisonous arrows bloomed everywhere.

In a quarter of an hour, Wang Wen drank a cup of black coffee.

The assassins are all dead and the bar is about to collapse.

When the entrance to the next floor opened, not only ordinary people were frightened, but even the substitute Tower Climber was also frightened.

[Level 110, end].

Starting from the 111th floor to the 119th floor, it is the performance time of Wang Wen.

This is the strategy agreed upon by both Wang and Mo.

Scattered layer Wang Wen is harder.

Integer layer Mo Ran is mostly affected.

It's good that no one suffers.

As for Zhu Xingguo and Ren Ruanruan, there is no need to divide them. No matter which floor there is work on, they can help whenever they can.

The 120th floor is about fighting monsters in the ice and snow.

In addition to enemy threats there are environmental threats.

Fortunately, the monster is really a monster, with a strong body and thick fur.

While Mo Ran was jumping around and beating monsters in front of him, he would occasionally throw back a relatively complete monster corpse.

Then Zhu Xingguo and Ren Ruanruan began to peel off the thick fur diligently.

After everything was done, the fur was spread out on the snow. Wang Wen stepped forward and sprinkled a layer of powder evenly, and the two people underneath began to rub the snow vigorously.

The magical powder will drive out all kinds of invisible bugs in the fur, absorb blood and stains, and then rub them into the snow.

It doesn't take long for the three of them to work together to make a clean, snow-white fur coat.

Then throw it to the summoned Waterstone Giant and hold it in the palm of your hand for a while.

All the water has dried up.

Finally, I patted it hard with a big stone, and the fur coat became dry and fluffy.

Not to mention how warm it is when worn on the body.

When all three of them put on fur coats, Wang Wen waved to Mo Ran, who was fighting monsters in front of him, and said, "Have you finished fighting? Is it time to go down to the next level?"

Mo Ran Looking back, he saw that the three of them were all dressed Nuan Nuan comfortably, but he was the only one whose hands and nose were red from the cold.

My brain was boiling, and I pointed at Wang Wen and cursed, "Are you still a human being if you don't get one for me??"

"We're going to the next floor soon." Wang Wen's tone seemed to be coaxing a child. "I wonder if it's not cold, wouldn't it be a waste of materials? Don't stare, I'll get it for you if you want it, really."