I am Mr. Fu Wen.

Tang Mo's breath tightened when he saw the function of the chicken coop props. But soon after he saw that it was not possible to store props, his mood calmed down. He looked up to Fu Wenduo. Tang Mo had long ago realized that the other party's chicken nest was a little thicker than his own it seemed, he asked, "What function? "

The two were teammates, so naturally they would share information about the props they had obtained.

Fu Wenduo: "Store four inanimate objects, except props." He also realizes that everyone's chicken coop isn't the same, "What about you?"

Tang Mo nodded, "That's true. Mine can only store three items. When I was at the supermarket, I saw that Xiao Jitong's chicken coop is a bit smaller than mine. Your chicken coop is bigger than mine and can store four things, while my smaller one can only store three. Xiao Jitong and Ningning have smaller chicken coops and can store less stuff. Our props have the same effect, but the level of the props is very different. There are higher and lower levels. So the amount of stuff stored is also different."

Fu Wenduo stood by the wall, he looked down at Tang Mo: "Without the ability to store props, the usefulness of this chicken coop is greatly reduced. But its note is a bit interesting."

Hearing this, Tang Mo took a closer look at the notes on the chicken coop prop.

"In the spring I planted an egg in the chicken nest, and in the fall I can harvest a flock of eggs ...... " Tang Mo recited this sentence twice in his mouth, suddenly he raised his head to look at Fu Wenduo, understood his meaning, and said in astonishment: "You mean, what is placed in this chicken nest can replicatively become more?"

The corner of Fu Wenduo's mouth hooked up: ''It doesn't have a note for this in its function, but there are generally two kinds of notes for Black Tower props. The first is purely flirtatious and useless. For example, the 'Magical Boots' that we got from the Iron Shoemaker before, its note doesn't make a bit of sense. In the second type, the prop's note is hinting at something. Let's say, Huo Ji Egg's docket."

Tang Mo's brow furrowed, "I don't know the notes on that Huo Ji egg."

Fu Wenduo has known this for a long time. When he and Tang Mo first met, Tang Mo was constantly testing him, trying to get the method of using Mo Mo out of him. Fu Wenduo was keenly aware of this, and kept the information to himself. If it wasn't for the fact that two people had to work together to use the Huo Ji egg, Fu Wenduo probably would have never contacted Tang Mo again in his life, let alone told him what the Huo Ji was for.

Fu Wenduo was about to say Mo Mo's note, but his voice stopped abruptly just as he said the words "as a new era". Tang Mo was waiting to hear Fu Wenduo continue, when the other party suddenly stopped, and he looked at Fu Wenduo blankly, "What's wrong?"

Fu Wenduo: "......"

[Props: Mo Mo]

......

[Remarks: As a new age Chinese, what is Mo Mo, don't you have some B number in your own heart?

What is Mo Mo? Fu Wenduo, who had been in the military for nearly a decade and was not out of touch with the outside world, actually knew the answer. He was going to say that the notes on the Huo Ji Egg gave them a hint: the Huo Ji Egg has more than one owner, and like the chat program Mo Mo, it requires two owners to interact (and turn on the archive function at the same time) in order to operate correctly.

But the words actually kind of came out of my mouth.

...... What B number should they have in mind?

Fu Wenduo's expression became very wonderful for a while, Tang Mo looked at him inexplicably, always feeling that there was something strange.

In a rare moment of helplessness, Major Fu calmly said, "Mo Mo's note is telling me that this Huo Ji egg has more than one owner. It's just that at the time I didn't think there would be such a magical prop, so I didn't think about it in that direction. But its note was meaningful, and could even be said to have played a decisive role in the use of the Huo Ji Egg."

Tang Mo glanced at Fu Wenduo and did not dwell on the issue any further. Since the notes of the prop might also be an elaboration of the prop's function, Tang Mo said, "Then let's put something in it and see if we can duplicate a new item. This item is still important, for example, it can store a lot of sub|bullets, or something that is not good to take away, but is more important."

Four months ago, Tang Mo encountered a stowaway with the power of "unlimited bullets" at the North High School. In fact, his bullets were not really unlimited, but very numerous. The stowaway was killed by Fatty Zhao Ziang, and Tang Mo couldn't get his power. Using the checkmate power consumes Tang Mo's life, and he doesn't use a lot of bullets at once. However, Fu Wenduo can use this item to store bullets.

Beyond that, Tang Mo thought, "How big can this chicken coop be?"

Both of them looked down at the miniature chicken nest in the palm of their hands. Without delay, Tang Mo walked deeper into the factory and found an abandoned broken table. Holding the legs of the table with one hand, he lifted the table and gently placed it on the chicken nest. The next moment, a dazzling white light flashed, and when Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo opened their eyes again, the broken table was gone.

Tang Mo : "It's amazing how this chicken coop stores things without looking at the size of the thing, it can really store large objects."

Fu Wenduo nodded slightly, and before he could say anything, his gaze suddenly stopped, staring straight at the chicken nest in Tang Mo's palm. Tang Mo followed his gaze and then, "......"

Only to see a small white egg the size of a fingernail cap suddenly appear in the tiny chicken nest. A lone white egg lay in the tiny nest, and some lines appeared on the white shell. Tang Mo took a closer look, and the lines slowly became deeper and deeper, finally turning into a small table pattern.

Tang Mo never thought that if there is a chicken coop, there is really an egg. He was not sure what this egg was, whether it was a table or a real egg. He looked at Fu Wenduo, and the two of them exchanged glances. Tang Mo slowly inverted the chicken nest down, wanting to see if the egg would fall to the ground, and what would become of it when it did.

However, the egg did not fall out. Tang Mo was surprised when he put the nest upright and he reached out his hand and tried to exert pressure to get the egg out of the nest. As soon as he put his hand in, he easily removed the tiny egg as if it were a normal egg. The egg radiated a blinding white light, Tang Mo placed the egg on the floor, but in a moment, the egg became a table again.

Tang Mo mused, "An item stored in a chicken coop will turn into an egg. Unaffected by gravity, it won't move without touching it with your hands, similar to being immobilized in a chicken coop. When you take it out it turns into its original form."

Fu Wenduo : "You put the table in again and I'll try to hold it."

Tang Mo nodded.

Fu Wenduo pinches the egg with three fingers, he tries hard to get it out, and after five seconds of trying he withdraws his hand and looks at Tang Mo: "I can't get this egg out. You try mine."

Fu Wenduo deposits a chair into his henhouse, and Tang Mo reaches for it, but can't get it out.

The two experimented with various other ways of holding the egg and finally concluded, "Only the owner of the prop can take the item out of the henhouse. The way of taking it out is limited to taking it by hand. The size of the stored item is not limited, and hot and cold temperatures are automatically preserved."

After a night's research in the factory, Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo calmly walked out the next morning and found Xiao Jitong. Xiao Jitong saw them and smiled faintly: "How's the chicken coop?"

Tang Mo faded, "Works pretty well, don't you?"

Xiao Jitong laughed, "Not bad, a very practical prop."

Neither side has made known the results of their research on chicken coops.

Tang Mo came here to see Xiao Jitong in order to look for Fu Wen Sheng. When they left last night, Xiao Jitong said that he had sent someone to contact the NJ group to find out where Fu Wen Sheng was, and asked him to come over as soon as possible. Originally, Tang Mo wanted to say that he and Fu Wenduo could just go there and there was no need for Fu Wen to come over.

Xiao Jitong laughed, "He's here just in time to send over our reward for clearing the Great Huo Ji side book this time."

Turns out it was an attempt to squeeze child labor.

Tang Mo didn't block it again.

Xiao Jitong : "According to the time estimation, that little friend should have already come over. You guys wait a little longer, he'll be here in about an hour."

Tang Mo nodded lightly. He didn't mind, he turned his head to look at Fu Wenduo. realizing that Tang Mo was looking at himself, Fu Wenduo had his hands in his pockets, looking at him with a relaxed expression, and hooked his lips into a smile, "What's wrong?"

Tang Mo: "Nothing." Why do you feel that your brother is not as concerned as he is?

Tang Mo shook his strange thoughts to the back of his mind.

Xiao Jitong soon left the factory with Ningning to work on another ordinary copy, leaving Xiao Qiao and the young girl Xiao Wei in the raid group. Xiao Qiao, who was not very fluent in Chinese, was sitting on the side playing with props, holding all sorts of strange and bizarre props in his hands. Xiao Wei timidly glanced at Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo, and finally rested her eyes on Fu Wenduo.

Fu Wenduo looked at her.

Xiao Wei immediately said, "I, I didn't look at you! I ...... I'll go organize the report, I'll go organize the report!"

Xiao Qiao said loudly, "Teacher, come and take a look at this prop for me." Xiao Wei rushed over.

With his powerful strength and two first place passes through the Black Tower, ordinary players' attitudes towards Fu Wenduo have split into two types. The first kind is those who have an itchy feeling when they see him, such as Xiao Qiao, who glared at Fu Wenduo several times after learning who he was. Finally, recalling Fu Wenduo's heroic performance of cutting off Big Huo Ji's wings, the kid shrunk his head and decided to be a quail. And then there's Xiao Wei, whose difference in strength is too great for him to touch.

Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo had been waiting in the factory for an hour when a footstep appeared at the door.

Tang Mo curiously looked over, Fu Wenduo was calm, without any excitement. The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and when the tall figure appeared at the gate, Fu Wenduo's brows furrowed, and Tang Mo asked in surprise, "Where is Fu Wen Sheng?"

The one who came in was a tall and sturdy man, who was the one Xiao Jitong had arranged to report the news. The Nanjing group is a bit far away from here, and in order for the Raiders to contact the Nanjing group, they need to have some "messengers", and this big man is a member of the Nanjing group. This big man is a member of the Nanjing group. He said: "I'm late, Xiao Sheng has already entered the copy in the morning. Eh, are you the people Xiao team said were looking for Xiao Sheng? Who are you guys."

Fu Wenduo: "I am his brother."

The big man was shocked, "Xiao Sheng has a brother?" He laughed, "Hahaha, you wouldn't be Fu Wenduo, would you?"

Xiao Qiao and Xiao Wei were shocked, but Fu Wenduo didn't change his face: "My name is Fu Wen first."

Dahan: "I'm just kidding, our Nanking team often tease Xiao Sheng with this, his reaction is funny. Since Team Xiao didn't even suspect you, then you must not be bad guys, you are Sheng's relatives." He regarded Tang Mo as Fu Wen Sheng's relatives as well, and Tang Mo didn't refute after thinking about it. Tang Mo thought about it and didn't refute it. There was no need to explain this kind of thing, and the more you explained, the more trouble you would get. The big man said, "Xiao Sheng may take a few days to come back, why don't you guys go to the Nanjing group and wait for him? He will definitely go back to the base first after he gets out of the copy."

Neither Xiao Jitong nor Ningning are based with the Raiders, Xiao Qiao is only nine years old, and Xiao Wei cringes at the sight of Fu Wenduo. Tang Mo thought about it and agreed with Dahan's suggestion. Tang Mo thought about it and agreed with Dahan's suggestion. There was no need for them to stay in the Raiders' group, they could go to the Nanking group and wait for Fu Wen Sheng. Moreover, Tang Mo also wanted to see how powerful the reserves were that could suppress all the NJ players by force and turn NJ into a greenhouse cradle.

Before leaving, Tang Mo walked up to Xiao Qiao and asked, "Do you have a complete map of Nanjing, can you give me one?"

Xiao Qiao walked over to a large box, searched inside for half a day, and took out an incomparably large map, "Here."

Tang Mo took the map.

Fu Wenduo glanced at Tang Mo and did not say much. Soon, the two of them left the factory along with the big man from the Nanjing group.

After the beginning of spring, the weather gradually warmed up. The warm spring wind blew on the sycamore trees along the roads in Nanjing, making these landmark sycamore trees rattle. Tang Mo walked to an intersection and saw a panicked middle-aged man, his body was covered with blood, once he saw Tang Mo three people, he turned around and ran in fear.

The big man first shouted at the sight, then turned back and continued forward with Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo.

The sycamore trees swayed as the warm wind blew through them. Nanking was too big for the government before Earth came online to completely suppress murderous behavior, and it was even more unlikely that the current Nanking group would be able to do so. There were definitely still some nasty things going on underneath the surface of Nanjing's peace and tranquility, but it was already very rare for the city to become what it was.

Tang Mo looked up at the sky as a low male voice rang in his ear, "Wait until after the place and look at your eggs."

Tang Mo froze and turned his head to look at Fu Wenduo.

Fu Wenduo's deep gaze was fixed on him. He said this so softly that the big man walking in front did not hear him.

Tang Mo nodded, "Good." They were going to see if the chicken nest could actually replicate items.

The three of them quickly headed in the direction of the Nanking group.

Meanwhile, a gorgeous narrow corridor.

The bright and beautiful gems were like stars, spreading in every corner of this corridor, converging into a magnificent long river with gems. A scuffle came from the depths of the corridor, only to hear someone swear, then three men quickly ran out from the corridor, and only when they ran out of the guards' attack range did the three men let out a sigh of relief and paralyzed on the ground.

Two of these three people were blonde foreigners, and one was a middle-aged man with black hair and eyes. After the two foreign men rested, the younger man raised his hand and said in English, "My hand is injured, this will definitely not work. David, have you found a way out of here or not?"

The foreign man called David cursed before saying, "How should I know. We've been here for two hours now, and at this rate, none of us are going to make it out of this damn corridor. Oh no, Pitt, there's no need to walk out at all, a few more scary guards like that and we'll be dead by their hands!"

The two foreign men fell silent.

The Chinese man sitting on the side gasped for half a day, suddenly he heard no sound, his body trembled in fear and he turned to look at these two men. David gave a cry and said in awkward Chinese, "Next intersection, you go in and scout the way."

The middle-aged man's eyes widened and before he could say anything, Pitt picked him up with one hand. He gave a wistful laugh, ''Keeping you until now, it's time for you to do something about it. Well ...... how do you say that sentence in Chinese? Sacrifice yourself for us, my dear Chinese friend."

The middle-aged man's eyes had long lost focus, as if he had been tortured by something for countless years, he first pulled the sleeves of the two foreigners and cried out, begging them to let himself go, and gradually gave up after he received the two men's relentless ridicule. He stood up numbly, walked to another intersection, and walked in with stiff feet.

His feet dragged a little on the ground, almost like crawling, as he crawled into the path. Soon frantic shouts pierced through the hole. There was the sound of sharp instruments cutting flesh, and the cries of men. As he shouted, he called out a name.

David listened for a while and said in his little learned Chinese level, "Mountain? Why did he call it mountain, mountain, does he like to climb mountains?"

"Hahahahaha, if he survives he can go to Monster Valley, there are plenty of mountains for him to climb."

There were three paths in total, and after determining that two paths were wrong forks, it was natural to go to the last path. The two foreign men rested for a while and stood up, patting themselves on the back ready to go to the last correct fork in the road. They had only taken two steps when they suddenly heard a ripping and tearing sound coming from the hole that the middle-aged man had just entered.

The two men ran over in surprise. Only to see a middle-aged man with broken legs struggling to crawl out of the hole with both hands. His legs had been cut off with a sharp instrument, and blood was pouring out. His face was covered with tears and snot, and he was shouting the word "mountain" while crawling out with all his strength. Four guards of the Queen of Hong Tao chased after him, and finally he crawled out at the last moment and fell to the ground, at the feet of the two foreigners.

He grabs Pitt's pants, "Please, help me, help me ......"

Pitt's eyes light up with surprise: "Oh, my God, David, this man came out of the woodwork to give me a ten-minute break. Thank God there are such good and kind people. I'll take the ten minutes with pleasure, then."

David hurriedly said, "Don't try to rob me for ten minutes." But he was not as fast as Pitt, who took out a sharp dagger, and with a flash of silver light, the dagger pierced the middle-aged man's heart straight through from the back.

The middle-aged man had long been shouting the word "Shan" as if he was crazy, and when the dagger pierced his heart, his eyes widened, and the red blood almost burst out from the whites of his eyes. After a long time, as if relieved, he actually laughed. He laughed silently, smashed his face on the ground, shouted "Shan" one more time, and completely stopped breathing.

Pitt put away his dagger and turned away. David cursed and followed helplessly.

Pitt stops in his tracks as he walks up to the corpse, "Wow, this is a nice bracelet, is it a specialty of their China?" Pitt said as he peeled off a string of red agate bracelet from the middle-aged man's hand. He looked at it and put it on his hand. "It's nice, David, do you want to wear it?"

David swept him off his feet coldly, "I just want my ten minute break."

Pitt laughed ha-ha and the two of them strutted away from this fork in the road.

Ten days later, Nanjing.

Tang Mo originally thought that Fu Wensheng would be able to come out of the copy in a few days, but they didn't realize that they had waited for ten days, but they still hadn't waited. During this time, Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo had already familiarized themselves with a few members of the Nanjing group. Fu Wenduo's identity was not easy to tell, Xiao Jitong hid it from the Nanjing group, and Tang Mo and Fu Wenduo would not take the initiative to tell them.

"Hey Tang Mo, Fu Wen first, we're going to copy 173, you guys want to go?" A tall black burly man shouted as he waved his hand towards Tang Mo.

Before Tang Mo could reply, a young man standing beside the strong black man joked, "But don't, that can't be, every time we go, they both get rewarded, I don't want to join the game with them anymore. Tang Mo, if you and the whispering brother eat meat, can you save some broth for us?"

Tang Mo thought for a moment, "We just came out of the copy yesterday, and we plan to rest today. But ...... why don t we go today and leave some broth for you guys?"

The man laughed and scolded, "Shut up." Then, pulling up his companion, he runs away, not giving Tang Mo a chance to follow.

In fact Tang Mo has no intention of joining the replica either, he plans to go practice his marksmanship today.

Tang Mo has not been touching the gun for a long time, after practicing for a while, she can now accurately hit the center of the fixed target, but she will still make some mistakes when she really wants to hit the moving target.Checkmate ability can not have any mistakes, or else this ability will not be effective, and it may also result in harming herself. Tang Mo takes Fu Wenduo's handgun and prepares to try it out.

Fu Wenduo: "Shall I go?"

Tang Mo stopped in her tracks and spoke decisively, "No need."

Fu Wenduo gave a low laugh and did not speak again.

Tang Mo felt that his marksmanship was not bad now, but it depended on who he was comparing himself to. Compared to Fu Wenduo, he was too far behind, and was simply asking for death. He planned to practice on his own, and would never show off in front of this man until he had practiced his gun. However, he suddenly remembered something: "Speaking of which, Fu Wen sound, Fu Wenduo ...... you are now Fu Wen first. Your family name is taken according to the first sound? Fu Wen people ......"

Fu Wen is barely audible, but what the hell is Fu Wen? Who the hell is Fu Wen? Tang Mo pondered.

Fu Wenduo knew what Tang Mo meant: "No, it was an accident, nothing to do with Preceding Sound, it's just that someone once flirted with the matter in the past, so I took Fu Wen first as a pseudonym. I am fourteen years older than Fu Wen Sheng, and his name was given purely according to the genealogy, Wen Zi Xing, called Sheng. Originally that was supposed to be my name."

Tang Mo wondered, "How did it become his?"

"I was named after my grandfather, who wanted to take back that island all his life, so he gave me that name."

Tang Mo was slightly stunned, he looked up at Fu Wenduo, who also looked down at him. Their gazes met in the air, and Fu Wenduo curled his lips, "Still going to practice shooting?"

Tang Mo said, "Uh-huh."

Fu Wenduo side-stepped his body to make way for Tang Mo. However, Tang Mo had only just reached his side when the big black man who had just run out the door ran back and said happily, "Mr. Fu Wen, your brother is back!"

Fu Wenduo was stunned, and Tang Mo also turned around in surprise.

Ten minutes later.

Fu Wen Sheng followed behind his own captain and walked towards the base in a depressed manner. This time, no one had expected the copy to be such a waste of time, it couldn't be considered difficult, but it was really quite a waste of time. They entered the copy on February 23rd and didn't come out until March 5th.

And it seemed like the group was keeping something to themselves.

Fu Wen Sheng cautiously raised his head and looked at the tall man walking in front of him. A simple-looking young man realized that Fu Wen Sheng was looking at him and hurriedly turned his head away, pretending that he had not peeked just now. Fu Wen Sheng was depressed for half a day and said, "Captain, what's wrong, why are you all looking at me with such eyes?"

Chai Rong is a man who can't lie, he laughed dryly, "Nothing nothing, it's not like you haven't been back for a long time, everyone misses you."

Fu Wen voice: "Captain you haven't been back for a long time either, why don't people miss you? Why don't they look at you like that?" This lie, even Xiao Qiao can't be fooled.

Chai Rong was also just told by one of the group members that Fu Wen's brother had come to recognize his brother. This is a great thing. When the Earth comes online, everyone wants to find their relatives and friends. Fu Wen Sheng is the youngest member of the NJ group. He is smart and obedient, and is very capable for his age. They wanted their little friend to see his brother with his own eyes and give him a surprise, so they kept it from him.

Chai Rong was speechless at Fu Wen's question, and the young man who had been gagging with Tang Mo just now said, "Oh, Fu Wen, your name sounds familiar! Your name sounds familiar, do you know someone named Fu Wenduo?"

Fu Wen Shengton: "......"

It's been four months and they haven't gotten tired of this stunt so far!

Fu Wen Sheng walked into the base while righteously clearing his relationship with his own brother, "Fu Wenduo? That bastard who pulled all of us Chinese players to attack Tower Games? Who knows him, who knows. Team Chai, I'm telling you, don't ever let me see him, if I see him I'm sure I'm going to dismantle him, chop him up into meat paste, and kill him ......"

The voices stopped abruptly, and the short little boy's eyes widened as he stared ahead in horror.

Fu Wenduo, who was standing at the door to greet his brother and suddenly heard that he was going to be chopped into meat paste, hooked up the corners of his lips and beckoned with a smile towards Fu Wen.

Tang Mo wanted to laugh a little, and it took a lot of effort to hold it in.

Fu Wen sounded stiffly at Fu Wenduo, who stood in the doorway, smiling faintly at him.

After half a day's look, Fu Wen Sheng twisted his head and walked behind the gate of the base, and after a few seconds, he walked out again. Under the brilliant sunlight, that horrible man was still standing in the doorway, it wasn't an illusion at all, and it wasn't a look-alike at all. It really was Fu Wenduo!

Fu Wen Voice: "......"

In the next moment, before Team Chai and the other members of the Nanjing group could congratulate Fu Wen Sheng, they saw the little friend say forcefully with a serious face, ''Actually, Team Chai, I think Fu Wenduo is also quite innocent. Even Team Xiao said that it wasn't his own idea to drag all of our Chinese players into the water, he was pitted by the Black Tower....... Eh, you're asking me why I'm suddenly saying good things about him? I, I did not! I didn't speak up for him because I was sincere. Fu Wenduo is not easy either!"