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In the middle of winter, the atmosphere gets cold sharply, and snow falls outside the window.

Yunshan villa area, located in the snow-white mountains, surrounded by forests, although the terrain is remote, but the transportation is quite convenient, there are special buses to pick up and drop off anywhere.

Zhang Mu held the coffee in his hand and looked out, even the swimming pool in the courtyard filled with water was frozen tightly, let alone leaving, even if he drove over it, there would be no problem.

"It's a good place to live." Zhang Mu turned around with a smile.

Building C of Yunshan Villa District was bought by Zhang Mu as early as two months ago, and the original intention was to let the second elder live, but his father Zhang Yunfei did not agree, such a large villa, only two people live in it is too wasteful. At Zhang Yunfei's strong request, Zhang Mu had to relocate the 'Twelve Studios', and the original studio was vacant, ready to recruit new peripheral members.

"Isn't that good? It's just beautiful! The fat man shouted: "If I can live in such a good villa in my life, even if I am willing to reduce my life by 10 years!" No! 20 years! ”

Although it is snowing outside, the temperature inside is always 24 degrees Celsius, and the glass made of special materials does not frost.

Zhang Mu smiled and patted the fat man on the shoulder, and said, "There will be everything, when you come out of the 'Naga Siren Country', each of us will become a multimillionaire." ”

"Hahahaha! Multimillionaire? It's always been exciting, 20-year-old multi-millionaire, hahahaha! Play the game to play out the multi-millionaire, hahahaha! Ryugen's face flushed with excitement.

Zhang Mu drank a full cup of coffee, and after moving his hands and feet in the spacious three-story 'studio', he sat down in his place. Although the studio moved around, the seating order of the people did not change in the slightest - the dead house people are creatures with accustomed surnames, and they will not easily change their traditional surnames unless necessary.

After logging into the game, Zhang Mu continued to wander around the Tier 7 map, looking for various Tier 8 'Wild Prestige Buildings'. At this time, it had been 2 days since the attack of 'Osaka Wolf' and 'Ko'. The 7th-order map has returned to its previous calm, and small wars have occurred all the time, but there are no more than 1,000 people at all, no matter which country or guild, all of them are recuperating and recuperating, and there is a bit of calm before the storm.

"Ugh." Zhang Mu looked at his troops and sighed heavily, he infinitely remembered the hundreds of units of Scorpion King who died in battle.

"Brother is sick again." The fat man muttered quietly, and the dragon and the northeasterner who were listening to it laughed in a low voice.

Although Zhang Mu and Yokota's 'top battle' was finally won by Zhang Mu, his troops suffered great losses, and the melee combat system was 10 to 6, and the remnants were all some garbage troops such as 'long-horned demons' and the like, and Zhang Mu suddenly became two big heads when he thought of using these garbage soldiers to fight in the future.

In fact, there is still a strong melee system in Zhang Mu's troops, that is, the 'Golden Bull' and the 'Black Bull King', but unfortunately, the former is only 5 ranks, and it is difficult to exert the maximum attack power in the face of 7~8 troops, and the number of the latter has never been able to go up.

No matter how powerful the strength of the class is, if there is no number, it will also be overturned by a large number of low-level soldiers - this is the invincibility of heroes!

"Brother, don't worry about it, isn't your long-range unit still fully formed?" The fat man seemed to be comforted, but the smile on his face was a bit of schadenfreude.

"It's useless to be remote, look at it, what kind of garbage soldiers are these, Marksman, Dark Eye, Medusa, 2~4 soldiers, the only 6th order Confessional Priest who can be put on the table is only 600! It's not enough to have quantity without quality. Zhang Mu grimaced and complained like a little daughter-in-law.

No matter how large the number of troops is, they will not have quality, and they will be overwhelmed by a small number of high-level troops - this is still heroic invincibility.

The fat man closed his mouth and stopped talking, something like this nerve-wracking thing should be left to Zhang Mu to ponder alone.

"Here, have some snacks." At this time, Zhang's mother walked up with a large dim sum plate and smiled.

"Auntie (aunt)!" Everyone put down their work, pretended to be over, and greeted with a smile.

Zhang Mu hurriedly ran over, held the dim sum plate in his hand, and complained: "Mom, isn't there a phone in the villa, you just make a call, I'll go downstairs to get it, run upstairs and downstairs, and then exhaust you......"

"Phew! It's starting to talk nonsense again, isn't it? Zhang Yunfei grabbed the newspaper in his right hand and walked up, only to see that his left hand was raised, and half an apple immediately flew from his hand, and the obese Simba jumped up suddenly, took the apple in his mouth, and in an instant the apple was bitten and swallowed into his belly.

"Dad (uncle, uncle)!"

"Okay, you're busy with you, I'm just going to come up and take a look." Zhang Yunfei squatted down, patted Simba's head with a smile and said, "Okay, our son has a future, and the 'Dabieye' also lives, what are your plans next?" ”

"Hmm, let's take one step at a time, anyway, this game still has a long life..."Zhang Mu scratched his hair and said with a smile.

Zhang Yunfei was even more smiling, seeing that his child was promising, which gave him a sense of accomplishment than winning the jackpot.

"Well, then, you go on, I'll go downstairs with your mother and make dinner for you, you used to be in the studio, it was inconvenient to go back and forth, now you live upstairs and downstairs, you should eat on time and on time, right?"

"That's~" Zhang Mu nodded again and again, and when Zhang Yunfei led Simba downstairs, Zhang Mu suddenly remembered something, and said: "Dad, just hire a nanny, so as not to tire you and your mother, the house is big, and it will be difficult to clean up!" ”

"Hire your head! Clean up your own house! If you have hands and feet, why hire a nanny? There's a lot of money and there's no place to spend it, right? Zhang Yunfei raised his eyebrows and shouted.

Don't look at Zhang Yunfei's angry face, he is still very satisfied in his heart, but there must be a limit to filial piety, right? If you really want to do no work, it's terrible to get rich in middle age.

Zhang Mu hurriedly spread his hands and said: "If you don't hire it, you won't hire it, I'm not afraid that you will be tired, don't be angry, I'm wrong!" ”

After his parents left, Zhang Mu put aside the dim sum plate and said helplessly: "I really can't guess the thoughts of the second elder, I have worked hard for most of my life......

"If it were my dad, he would have agreed to hire a babysitter," the fat man tilted his head, as if thinking of something.

"Your dad ......" Thinking of the fat father's size and weight, which was no different from sumo wrestling, Zhang Mu subconsciously shuddered.

(To be continued)