Chapter 1977 Finally there is an input

Since entering the third-level galaxy war, how much equipment and resources have been allocated, how can the top ten combat teams get it?

He applied for a lot of equipment and resources, but he received very little supplies. That was the beginning of the galaxy war season. I won’t mention it in the past few months. He only went out but didn’t go in, which made him very worried.

If this continues, the military equipment and resources will be empty.

But look at Luo Bi, it is not good to refine, it is not good to extract, it is not good to extract, and he didn't ask for any equipment or resources. After a mission, he actually added a pheasant and a winged rabbit to the military headquarters.

All meat.

Lieutenant General Mi was so excited that he was about to burst into tears, and the military headquarters finally had an investment.

Several people who were on duty this night had roasted meat at home. Li Feng had a good cooking skills. Qin Cui originally came back from the Talented Confessions Studio of the Operations Department. Seeing that the roasted meat was colorful and strange beasts, he was greedy.

I ate two more barbecue.

Wen Xiao called his brother Wen Yao to have dinner together, but the pheasant was not in a hurry to eat it. The two brothers ate the roasted colorful strange beast meat. The strange beast meat was less than a pound, so they couldn't eat enough, but the nutritional energy was supplemented.

Jiang Yixin is a foodie. If you have pheasants at home, do you ask him to wait until tomorrow? Don’t sleep when you sleep at night. That night, Jiang Yixin packed the pheasants and roasted them. He cut off half of the pheasant meat and added colorful beast meat. He was alone.

I had a good time eating it.

Hua Ran didn't save food either. When she got home, she packed up the pheasant, cut it down for more than half, put it on the small ginseng grass and dried red dates and stewed it. The dried red dates were given by Luo Bi, while the small ginseng grass was made by the flame spoon and Wenjia.

The small fireball needs, a pot of meat is nutritious and energy-rich.

Compared with the single ingredients of those restaurants, mainly stewed with barbecue, Feng Ling spent time on the ingredients to nourish Luo Bi. Each meal consisted of four dishes, one soup, barbecue and rice.

Feng Ling was busy in the kitchen. Luo Bi took a shower and went up to the balcony from the bedroom. She pinched her fingers and looked carefully. She felt that the fingertips of her right index finger were still aches. She glanced at Feng Ling, pinched her fingers and walked over.

"Are you going to the command center of the combat department tomorrow?" Feng Ling asked indifferently, did he not care? How could it be? What he was most worried about was Luo Bi and those talented teachers.

Luo Bi pinched her finger and nodded: "Well, there are so many people, where do I want to go to play."

I was afraid that I would be interested while playing, so Feng Ling was not easy to stop him. If he performed too much, he would be bad. He put the cooking on the plate and said, "My office is upstairs. If you are bored, you can go to the building.

Go up and find me."

Luo Bi touched the belly of her left finger again, and this seemed to hurt: "Will those officers laugh at me?"

Feng Ling glanced at Luo Bi, her eyes flashed over her hands, and then withdrew her eyes: "No."

Luo Bi felt that her fingertips didn't hurt anymore, oh? It hurts clearly when she was on Qingyaoxing. Although it didn't hurt very much, it felt a little bit. No matter how hard she pinched her, she didn't hurt anymore. She rubbed her right index finger, but she didn't feel it.

obvious.

"What's wrong with your hand?" Feng Ling narrowed his eyes slightly.

"It hurts." The man finally noticed that Luo Bi pinched her finger and continued to look for the pain: "When I installed the kind of jadeite that I didn't need to be extracted on the bamboo sieve, it was not the right size, which made my fingers feel stomachache."

Feng Ling turned off the stove in his heart, washed the handle and came back to check Luo Bi's hands, checked it carefully, picked up the person and sat on the chair and asked, "Which finger has a headache?"

Yes, which one hurts? Luo Bi originally wanted Feng Ling to care, but she couldn't find it.
Chapter completed!