Delta: Everyone uses cheats, only I am a Tangren

"Yeah." Song Zijin sighed softly and nodded: "Who would be willing to give away all their money? You're right, Mumu, there is no solution to this problem."

The brother and sister did not continue to delve into the issue of the explosion rate.

As for the things Xu Baohui mentioned, such as national bases, technological points, analysis of the big red, and military production, Song Zijin was completely unaware of them before.

Song Mu was still confused and asked, "Sister, what do you think about what Old Xu said about our Dragon Mother controlling the trading house?"

Song Zijin: "That should be right. You'll know once your operator reaches level 60. After reaching the maximum level, the Beacon Zone will be a global match, while before reaching the maximum level, it will be a domestic match."

"I've carefully considered what Old Xu said, and the bottom line is... the competition in the war zone isn't so much about people eating people as it is about countries eating countries."

"Huh? Sister, this is a very unique angle." Song Mu became interested.

Song Zijin's thinking was very clear, and his perspective on the issue was very insightful. Just a few simple words made Song Mu's vision much clearer.

In the war zone, it is inevitable that operators will talk to each other.

There is no need to mention the small countries.

When their own productivity cannot keep up, they are already completely passive. The operators make money in the map → come out to buy equipment produced by Dragon Country → are scolded by other operators → go to buy equipment produced by Dragon Country again = all the money they earn is given to Dragon Country.

Countries like the United States and the Bear Country can barely peek at Dragon Country.

Finally, to sum up,

Do you think it’s operators from various countries fighting and making money in the war zone?

But in fact it is an economic war among countries!

War means money!

Can you really do whatever you want if you have money?

Sorry, with money it can really do whatever it wants, and even do whatever it wants. This is the reality now that Longguo has taken control of the equipment division of the GTI trading house.

Wolf City, riverside villa.

The moving company has already been in place, and packages of all sizes, household appliances, etc. are being moved into the house in an orderly manner.

When Song Mu and Song Zijin arrived by car, Tang Nuan's G-Class had already arrived. She was busy directing the scene and giving instructions.

"Wow, this villa looks really nice, doesn't it?"

After getting out of the car and taking a closer look, Song Mu was quite satisfied, but there were also some shortcomings: "It's a pity that it's by the river instead of by the sea, otherwise it would be so wonderful to live in this sea view villa."

"The sea view villa is nice, but it's very humid and can't be lived in for a long time." Song Zijin shook his head.

"Look, you've picked it."

Song Mu clicked his tongue twice, then suddenly ran off: "The bedroom on the third floor is mine. It's high up and has the best view. I'm taking it first and no one else is allowed to take it!"

Seeing Song Mu rushing up to the third floor with his bag in hand at the speed of running with a knife to grab insurance.

Tang Nuan, who was standing at the doorway, realized it belatedly and reacted, "Damn it! I forgot about that... Eh? Jinjin, aren't you going to grab the bedroom on the third floor?"

Song Zijin looked nonchalant as she calmly walked into the house carrying her bag. As she walked, she said, "As a sister, how can I snatch things from my brother? And you are not allowed to snatch them either."

Tang Nuan: “?”

What's going on?

For a moment, Tang Nuan's keen sixth sense caught something, but she was not sure.

Tang Nuan leaned over to Song Zijin and sniffed it carefully twice, thinking: "No, it's not right. It's absolutely wrong, or even twelve points wrong. You weren't like this before."

Song Zijin said expressionlessly: "No, that's right."

"It's very wrong!"

Tang Nuan suddenly had an epiphany and exclaimed, "I left in a hurry this morning and forgot about it. Then I remembered that Mu Mu didn't sleep on the sofa last night, nor did he sleep in my room. Where did he go?!"

Song Zijin casually admired the interior of the villa and nodded with satisfaction: "This ceiling design is good? This suspended ceiling? This shape?"

Tang Nuan was angry: "I'm asking you, was Mu Mu...?"

Song Zijin: "Oh, this kitchen is so hot, it's hard to find a needle in a haystack."

Tang Nuan: Sudden.

As for why Tang Nuan didn't dare to grab Song Zijin's collar without giving him any air, it was mainly because she was shorter than Song Zijin and couldn't beat him.

Soon, the moving company packed up and left.

Song Zijin carried her suitcase to the bedroom on the third floor, opened the window and admired the scenery by the river. The wind blew her long hair gently, making her look particularly dazzling and relaxed.

As for Song Mu...

At this time, Song Mu was busy cleaning his bedroom on the second floor, cursing under his breath. Then he saw Tang Nuan from next door walking in cursing.

"Speak! Mumu! Look into my eyes and answer me!"

Tang Nuan rushed over to Song Mu with a shield-dog elbow, grabbed his collar, and suddenly her voice was filled with tears: "What did you do with Song Zijin last night? Jinjin refused to say anything! I have been kept in the dark from last night until now... What should I do, what about me, what about me?"

Chapter 77 Song Mu vs. Tang Nuan: Moon-gazing balance! Bow stance push! Wheel arm punch!

"What should I do?"

"For Asara! The ground will always belong to Asara... No, the ground will always belong to Crocodile Brother!"

Song Mu's mind suddenly jumped, and he gave Tang Nuan this answer.

She immediately noticed that Tang Nuan's face looked strange, and it seemed that her face was a little red and her defenses were broken. To her, it sounded like Song Mu was just making excuses and perfunctory.

It is known that both of them are perfunctory.

Answer: There must be something fishy!

"Oh, there's nothing, Sister Nuan."

Song Mu's face was serious, and he said earnestly: "You know me, Sister Nuan, Song Zijin and I are innocent... Eh? This sounds familiar, who said it?"

Tang Nuan finally couldn't help it this time. Her eyes turned red and her beautiful eyes began to sparkle.

Song Mu quickly comforted her and patted her head: "Ahem, I was distracted just now. My sister couldn't bear to let me sleep on the sofa. You know what I mean? But as for me, you know my sleep quality. I fell asleep in bed without a second. Nothing happened. Soon, I opened my eyes and it was the next day."

Tang Nuan was skeptical: "Really?"

Song Mu said solemnly: "I swear on my honor, and I guarantee it is 100% true."

Staring at Song Mu for a long time,

Tang Nuan finally believed it reluctantly and nodded, "I believe you. Let me help you tidy up your closet... Oh, by the way, I heard from Jinjin that you like wearing black stockings, right?"

Song Mu: “?”

Damn Song Zijin’s mouth!

people can't...

At least not...

Song Mu smiled: "I like to look at it, not wear it. Thank you."

"Oh, I understand." Tang Nuan said, pulling Song Mu's suitcase of clothes and starting to stuff them into the closet. She stuffed one piece in, put her hands on her waist, stuffed another piece in, and rubbed her legs.

Song Mu seemed to be lost in thought, his gaze gradually focused on Tang Nuan's back.

Six hundred and sixty-six. If a sweet girl like Tang Nuan should wear JK, then she should! This kind of clothing design is simply tailor-made for her!

Look at this pure white short-sleeved shirt, how white is it?

Look at this light grey pleated skirt, how white is it?

Look at this pure black semi-transparent stocking, how white is it?

I don’t know how long it took,

Tang Nuan leaned against the wardrobe, wondering, "Why isn't Mu Mu moving? No reaction? Is she too engrossed in watching? As expected, she's just like me! I said Jin Jin was too mature and nowhere near as sweet and cute as me, haha."

Song Mu didn't say anything, but was just thinking intently.

The two of them inexplicably reached a balance of looking at the moon, one with his heart beating wildly waiting for the other to say something first, while the other was concentrating on watching... no, thinking about life.

Until Song Zijin opened the door to inspect.

"What are you doing?!"

Song Zijin was stunned when she pushed the door open. She saw with her own eyes Song Mu... sitting motionless on the chair, as if dead, but his eyes were still open.

Tang Nuan was even more amazing. She almost fell asleep on top of the wardrobe.

It was like a word that awakened a dying person, and he sat up in shock. In an instant, the two people in the room who had achieved the balance of looking at the moon woke up and reacted quickly.

"Well, I'm thinking about the Beacon Cup World Championship that's going to start in a few days."

Song Mu looked at Tang Nuan with a serious expression, "What about you, Sister Nuan? How come I only have a few clothes that I haven't hung up yet, dear?"

Tang Nuan: "Slow work brings out the best in the work, you don't understand."

In fact, in the end, Tang Nuan didn't tidy up Song Mu's wardrobe. She seemed to be very capable, but in fact, she was just daydreaming. In the end, Song Mu had to do it himself to ensure that he had enough food and clothing.

The three of them were busy cleaning up their new home until five in the afternoon.

When moving into a new house, it is inevitable to warm up the pot and have a meal together.

Although Song Zijin and Tang Nuan have many friends in the club, they decided not to invite anyone and it would be fine as just the three of them.

Either invite all or invite none.

“How about hot pot?”

Song Mu consulted her two sisters and asked, "How about BBQ on the third-floor balcony?"

Song Zijin and Tang Nuan said in unison: "Hot pot, please."

It was just a small accident when ordering hot pot and ingredients.

Song Mu had just ordered a bunch of ingredients when he heard the doorbell ring.

I opened the door and saw

Several people dressed as civil servants were busy unloading things from the car, including but not limited to authentic old charcoal copper hot pot, fresh hand-cut beef and mutton rolls, tripe, vegetables and a lot of other ingredients.

Song Mu: “?”

He didn't react for a moment and even glanced at the order on his phone.