Bug Master In Doomsday

"Is there something I don't know how to use? Do you want to let the uncle teach you?"

Yousha looked at Wang Mang with a calm expression on your face, and Wang Mang nodded very silently at this moment!

"Uncle, you really know everything, it's these two things. I don't know their function!" Wang Mang approached Yousha, and put the dark Rubik's Cube and the smelly bandage on the table!

"En! This attitude is right!" Yousha took a sip of dry smoke in satisfaction, picked up the Rubik's Cube on the table, and pointed to the blood-red enchanting pattern on it.

"This Rubik's Cube, you can slowly piece it together later, as long as the pattern is correct, it's very simple!"

"Also, this bandage is not easy. Although it is a bit stinky, it is still very useful for you!"

Yousha picked up the roll of bandage with a look of disgust, and then hurriedly threw it on the table. Once the bandage was opened, it exuded a big dung smell, which was really unpleasant to death!

Wang Mang looked at Yousha's disgusting appearance, and almost couldn't help but punch his wretched face. Even if the bandage smelled a little bit stinky, do you have to dislike it! I have to use it later!

"Not much gossip. This is the last time I have met with you. If we meet again next time, it will probably take a long time, provided that you are not dead."

Yousha stood up, spit out a mouthful of turbid smoke, and pointed to the fifth hillside, "When you get there, Rakshasa will take over you. Although his character is not very good, his strength is really good, hell. It has always been the most terrifying place in Purgatory, and everything else will be known when you get there!"

Wang Mang rarely saw You Sha's serious appearance, and he nodded slowly in response to his explanation.

"Now! Presumably you are hungry too, pay for food!" Yousha's serious look suddenly turned, and she became wretched again. A green light flashed in her sleeve, and the dirty sack appeared on the wood. On the table!

Wang Mang looked at the dry steamed buns and jerky in the sack. Even if he didn't want to, he still prepared to pay for it. If you don't pay, you can't go hungry!

Even with lunch and dinner, Wang Mang spent a total of more than 800 gold dragon coins, only to exchange forty or fifty steamed buns, a dozen pieces of bacon and a sheaf of mineral water!

These things sounded a lot, but they were really not enough for Wang Mang to eat. He had to fight every day in this trial land, and the physical energy consumed was terrifying, and these foods were only enough to cushion his stomach!

"Hey! Boy, do it for yourself, I'm leaving!" Yousha cheerfully picked up the clinking golden dragon coins, lifted the sack on the wooden table, and disappeared on the hillside with a burst of smoke!

Wang Mang ignored You Sha's departure, grabbed the food and ate it for a while, leaving only the amount for dinner.

Sitting on the only wooden chair on the hillside, Wang Mang picked up the bandage on the table, frowned, and decided to use this bandage to bandage the wound first!

Wang Mang's arms, back, chest and abdomen were all left with **** holes, most of which had healed and scabs, but the most injured arm was still dripping blood!

Wang Mang gritted his teeth and opened the sleeves that were glued to the flesh. Looking at the **** wound, he couldn't help but let out a short-lived hissing pain.

Enduring the pain of the wound, Wang Mang carefully wrapped the black bandage around the hideous wound.