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Chapter 192 Are you sick? Stealing the bed too!

Seeing Su Ming disappear, Xia Ming breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, this God did not blame me...

Or maybe, this person actually has no means of attack at all?

Xia Ming was puzzled and looked at the empty warehouse, feeling even more depressed.

Where did the things in my warehouse go?

I guess it was taken away by that person just now...

The main thing is that I don’t have the courage to question him...

Forget it, if the things are gone, I can always make them again. If I really anger him, I might lose my life...

Xia Ming sighed and walked towards his cabin.

Now that the helicopter is gone and it's dark, it's not easy to go back to the forest to look for people. It's better to get some sleep first and then take people to search the mountain tomorrow...

Xia Ming pushed open the door of the cabin, looked at the room in front of him, and frowned.

Did I take the wrong path by thinking too seriously?

Xia Ming stepped back to the door and looked. The sign with the words "Yangxin Palace" written in a flamboyant style was still hanging on the door.

This is not wrong...

Why does it feel so empty...

Xia Ming walked into the cabin again, then suddenly came to his senses.

No, where is my dragon bed?

Are you sick?

He even stole the bed!

On the second day, Sang Luo looked at his spirited tribesmen and shouted, "Comrades, let's go!"

Although everyone didn't understand what "comrade" meant, they heard the following sentence clearly and walked down the mountain in a mighty manner.

Sang Luo casually put away the formation, took out the cool motorcycle from the storage bracelet, and rushed to the front.

Everyone quickly followed.

Fortunately, all the weapons were stored in Sang Luo's storage bracelet, so everyone was traveling light. Sang Luo was not driving fast and would occasionally stop to take a look. Therefore, it was very easy for everyone to keep up with Sang Luo.

Sang Luo led them to the outskirts of the Dynasty Tribe and then stopped.

She waved her hand, and ten tanks and countless guns and ammunition appeared in front of everyone.

Everyone cheered and took up their weapons with clear division of labor.

Sang Luo took out a Gatling gun, pointed ahead and said, "Comrades, charge! Victory is just ahead!"

"Come on!"

With tanks leading the way, everyone charged towards the Dynasty Tribe.

In the Dynasty Tribe, the garrisoned tribesmen quickly discovered the movement here.

When they saw the ten huge vehicles in the front, their faces were filled with astonishment.

"What is that? Why is it so big?"

"Is this some kind of monster coming to our door?"

"Look at the man next to that monster! Isn't that Sang Luo, the chieftain of the Sang tribe?"

"Hurry and report to the Lord God, the Sang tribe is coming to attack us!"

"Enemy attack, enemy attack! Everyone, quickly prepare for defense!"

One member of the tribe quickly sounded the alarm, while another ran quickly into the tribe.

Sang Luo looked from afar at the enemies on the opposite side who were panicking and pushing out catapults one after another, and raised his eyebrows.

Tsk, riding a tank is indeed a bit of a bully...

and……

Sang Luo shouted behind him, "The tank crew, don't attack yet! Be especially careful not to bomb their houses, or we'll have to repair them later!"

"Everyone remember, our goal is to seize their base!"

"Yes!"

Everyone responded loudly, leaving the tank crew alone with a look of grievance.

After practicing hard all night, I suddenly told myself that I can’t fire the cannon. This is too painful!

On the other side, the tribesman responsible for reporting rushed to the door of the cabin where Xia Ming was resting.

But he didn't dare rush in, and only shouted loudly at the door: "My Lord God, something bad has happened! The people from the Sang tribe are attacking us!"

However, the cabin was silent and no one responded.

Hearing the urgent sound of the alarm outside, the tribesman raised his voice again and shouted: "My Lord God, something bad has happened! The people from the Sang tribe are attacking us!"

There was still no movement in the cabin.

Looking at the closed door in front of them, the tribesmen hesitated.

The Lord God is known for his bad temper. If I barge in like this, I might be killed by the Lord God before I even have a chance to open my mouth!

But now the enemy has come to my door. If I don’t notify the Lord God in time, it seems that I will not be able to escape death!

Thinking of this, the tribesmen gritted their teeth and rushed into the cabin while shouting "My Lord God, something bad has happened."

He pushed open the door of the cabin. The tribesmen looked at the empty cabin and Xia Ming sleeping on the ground wrapped in animal skins, their faces full of confusion.

Why did the God start sleeping on the ground?

You know, back then, the God had them search for a lot of things and build a bed, and he even said that since he was the God, he had to sleep on the dragon bed...

As for the tribesmen, they naturally did not have such qualifications and still slept on the ground with animal skins spread out...

Xia Ming rubbed his sleepy eyes and looked at the tribesmen standing beside him in a daze with an unhappy look on his face.

Xia Ming was very angry yesterday and was worried about having no place to vent!

It’s bad enough that the warehouse was robbed, but the bed was also stolen!

But in order to establish his superior image in the minds of these primitive people, Xia Ming never made beds for other tribesmen...

Therefore, he couldn't find any other bed for a while, so he could only spread the animal skin on the ground and make a bed.

Sleeping on the floor naturally causes back pain. He didn't sleep well to begin with, and now someone rushed in shouting, which instantly made him furious.

Xia Ming pulled out his gun from under the hide, pointed it at his tribesman, and shouted, "How dare you break into my bedroom? Do you want to die?"

The tribesmen immediately came to their senses and knelt on the ground.

"Lord God, have mercy!"

"The situation is urgent. I have no choice but to break into the Lord God's bedroom!"

After hearing this, Xia Ming calmed down a little and asked, "What happened?"

"My Lord God, the Sang tribe is here to attack us!"

After listening to this, Xia Ming rubbed his sore shoulder nonchalantly.

"Just attack us if you want. We have so many catapults. Why should we be afraid of a tribe of primitive people?"

"What a shame to make such a fuss!"

"It just so happens that we didn't catch that beautiful Sang tribe leader yesterday. We can't let her go today..."

Xia Ming said this, turned over and got up, stretched with difficulty, and then frowned.

"Give the order to the materials department to find more materials!"

"Wood, iron ore, animal hides... all kinds of materials are needed. Have them collect them as quickly as possible!"

"Yes!" The tribesman who originally wanted to tell Xia Ming that the people of the Sang tribe had strange weapons nodded and agreed quickly after hearing Xia Ming's instructions. Then he hurried to notify them, fearing that he would be sent away by Xia Ming if he was a step slower!

As for the Sang tribe's strange weapons, the God is knowledgeable and experienced, so I don't need to worry too much...