He found a bag and put all the toys in it. However, he hesitated at the door.
Where could he find the little girl he had once bullied? Thinking back carefully, there were countless of them! Moreover, most of them had already passed the 10-year-old assessment and were assigned to various departments to begin cognitive learning.
Did he have to find them one by one? That would be so troublesome! He would probably have to work for a long time.
Forget it, I'll just look for Ran Bing alone. As one of the future main characters of Lighthouse, even the furnace system will take extra care of her! So, wasn't the mission specifically marked to get close to Ran Bing?
Not passersby like Liang Bing and Hu Bing.
Yes, the training base for the wasteland hunters. They still had to go down and get close to the outer ring of the lighthouse.
The elevator was Mo's because it belonged to the dedicated passage of the lighthouse's upper level. More importantly, the elevator passage was also the " backbone " of the lighthouse that ran through the entire structure. If it was destroyed by a Dustman or even a higher-being who couldn't take things too seriously, it would be destroyed.
Everyone had to finish the ball!
Before he even got close, he could already hear the Desolate Hunters 'intense training sounds mixed with some crying.
It would be difficult for such a leisurely little boy to not attract attention while carrying a bag and wandering around the Desolate Hunter Training Base. Other than the children of the dust people wandering around, everyone else on the lighthouse had work and was very busy.
Zhou Qiyu was able to enter the base because he had a blue badge that indicated that he was an upper citizen. If he was a child of the dust people, he would have shouted and chased him out.
"Hey! Little brat, what are you wandering around for? There's no lollipop here!”A rough male voice came from behind.
A burst of laughter followed.
Little wimp? Your whole family is a bunch of brats! Besides, other than his body and limbs being short, what else was small about him? Was his brain too small? There was also the fifth place in the center, something that even Leia had accidentally said. It was not much smaller than an adult!
Humph! Did he have any pride when he said this to outsiders?
He didn't bother with the Desolate Hunters who had nothing to do after training and could only chat. The more he talked to this kind of person, the more he couldn't get away.
Zhou Qiyu continued walking forward.
"Hey! Is it you, Zhou Qiyu?"
Hmm?
Hearing someone call his name beside him, he had no choice but to turn around. Zhou Qiyu turned around to take a look.
So it was Mark. The two of them had not seen each other since the last time they met in the ward. He still had a thick beard, and his tight training clothes accentuated his bulging muscles. He looked like an anxious adult.
"Ma Ke? Long time no see!"
"Hmm, you? Have you recovered from your injuries?" Ma Ke curiously sized up Zhou Qiyu.
"It's almost done. The bandages have just been removed. I can walk normally, but I can't do any vigorous exercise yet. Are you guys training?"
"Yes, we Desolate Hunters have routine training every day to maintain our combat strength at all times.”
Look at what he said, we Desolate Hunters, tsk tsk, what a sense of ownership, to worry about the Desolate Hunters as our own profession. No wonder we would soon become the commander of the Desolate Hunters at a young age!
"Why are you here?"
"Oh! "I'm looking for Ran Bing," Zhou Qiyu said as he lifted the bag in his hand.
"Why?"
"These are all their things. I'll return them to her.”
"Oh! Then come with me. They are the new batch of reserve members of the Desolate Hunters. They are in the innermost training room!”
Along the way, there was a training ground for target practice, as well as a series of fitness training equipment filled with dumbbells, high-level drop-down machines, leg curls, and so on. There were people constantly sweating on them.
There were also those who trained mechas. This one was particularly domineering, but there were also the fewest people.
The blackboard lecture hall explained to the newbies what the Desolate Hunters encountered on the ground and how to deal with it.
In the boxing ring, two half-naked men were constantly waving their fists, their fists hitting each other. (Mama, I want to make a phone call: Police uncle, I saw two people hitting each other with no regard for their lives. They're bleeding. Yes, it's the corner of their mouths!)）
However, they were all taught by the old to the new, and the current members were taught to the reserve players.
Under Ma Ke's lead, they went around the small training grounds and arrived at the innermost open space.
Zhou Qiyu finally saw children around his age training here. They ran, jumped, fought, and assembled guns.
As far as the eye could see, there was indeed a small silver-white head on a table. It was lowering its head as it carefully disassembled and assembled a gun.
Zhou Qiyu called out with some uncertainty as he walked closer.
"Ran Bing?"
Zhang Lu raised his head. Who was it? Then, she looked at the person curiously. Did she know him? He called himself Ran Bing.
Damn it! He really did know him, the little tyrant Owen. Damn it, his legs actually went weak when he saw him. Didn't he hear that this kid fell to his death while gliding? Why was she standing in front of him unscathed? Indeed, a scourge lasts for a thousand years.
Was he looking for trouble? That shouldn't be the case. I've been so obedient recently. I eat, sleep, and train on time. I haven't done anything wrong to him!
F * ck, I can't stand steadily anymore. I have to hold onto the table. At the same time, he kept cheering in his heart. He was a Desolate Hunter now and had been trained. Although he was a reserve, he was still a Desolate Hunter's reserve.
Moreover, this was the Desolate Hunter training base, not a shared training ground. With so many teammates watching, he wasn't afraid of him fighting.
"You, what are you doing here?"
"You are Ran Bing?" Zhou Qiyu asked, but he muttered in his heart. He didn't look like him, and his voice was a little rough. Was this the voice changing period? Her face was still gnawing. Could it be that women change eighteen times when they grow up? She would be beautiful after a few years? His goddess Ran Bing looked like this when she was young? No wonder they said ugly girls and ugly men were potential investment stocks!
Bu Ran Bing was a vivid example of a stock with high returns!
"You're Ran Bing, right? I'm Zhou Qiyu. I'm here to apologize to you. I was wrong in the past. I shouldn't have thrown cockroaches at you girls, cut your hair, and grabbed your toys.”
"I'm here to apologize. This was your thing in the past, and now I'm returning it to its original owner.”
" Hey, hey, wait. Owen, I, I..." Zhang Lu stuttered.
"I've changed my name now. It's not Owen. I'm called Zhou Qiyu. Zhou for Monday and Tuesday, Qi for starter, and Yu for insect and door.”
Originally, Zhou Qiyu wanted to introduce himself in such a way. Zhou from Xia, Shang and Zhou, Qi from the beginning of the golden age, Yu from the Great Yu controlling the flood. How domineering. However, he thought of the people of Lighthouse who were not familiar with history, so he racked his brains to lower the standard and reinterpret his name. However, this level! It was completely incomparable to the previous one!
"Big bad guy-Owen? How dare you come here!"
'Damn, who is this? How am I a big bad guy? According to my age, being bad is still a little bad guy. Moreover, calling me that in public is a slander to my reputation. The damage to my reputation is immeasurable.'
He was a good child who would have to find a wife in the future. If his reputation was ruined, where would he find one?
Aiyo, what the f * ck!
Why was it another person with short silver hair and a small head?
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