"I don't have any pee, don't bother with me!"

Han Feng snorted lightly.

The engineer shovel was puzzled: "Then what are you doing up?"

Han Feng said unhappily, "I can do whatever I want, and why do I have to inform you?"

Engineer Shovel: "Don't I care about you? Why are you acting like you've taken some medicine?"

"Just take care of yourself."

Han Feng rolled his eyes and muttered to himself, "Silence Xiao Chanzi for three hours."

Engineer shovel: "..."

Banned again?

That's all I can do.

Han Feng ignored it and turned his attention to the fantasy doll. After injecting his mental power into it, the figure of Guli Nazha appeared in his mind.

A crystal light bloomed around the fantasy doll, and its shape changed rapidly. In a short while, it turned into the appearance of Guli Nazha.

Han Feng stared at the fantasy doll. After a moment of silence, pictures flashed through his mind like a movie projector.

Back then, he was also an inspirational young man.

Investing a lot of time and energy in a certain area.

For those knowledge and skills, I didn't just touch upon them superficially, but conducted in-depth research and mastered every detail.

Although I can't say that I can do it effortlessly, it is more than enough to follow the instructions and do it once.

After recalling the past, Han Feng slowly exhaled, cleared out all distracting thoughts, adjusted his state, and began on-site teaching.

In a room in the stone building, Guli Nazha was lying quietly on the bed, immersed in a sweet dream.

Suddenly, she had a wonderful feeling in her heart, as if something gently touched her soul.

Guli Nazha woke up suddenly, her body trembling as if she had been electrocuted, then she quickly sat up and looked around vigilantly.

However, there was nothing unusual in the room, everything seemed so peaceful.

Is it an illusion?

Or was it a dream?

Guli Nazha was confused.

The next moment, his expression suddenly changed, as if he had been attacked.

"Something bad has happened!"

A voice of fear and helplessness echoed in the room.

[Ten thousand words are omitted here.]

An hour later, Han Feng felt that the time was right, so he stopped and put away the fantasy doll.

"Little guy, this is what happens when you go against me. I'll torture you to death!"

Han Feng sneered secretly.

I won’t offend anyone unless they offend me!

If anyone offends me, I will repay him a hundredfold.

This is his life creed.

Afterwards, Han Feng lay comfortably on the straw bed, closed his eyes, and rested soundly.

......

The next day, early morning.

The resounding sound of an engineer's shovel echoed from the thatched hut: "Brother, it's dawn, get up and pee!"

Han Feng yawned, stood up and walked out of the thatched hut.

At this time, Yang Mi and others came out of the stone building one after another.

Han Feng glanced around but didn't see Guli Nazha, so he asked Yang Mi, "Where's Guli Nazha?"

"She didn't come out?"

Yang Mi was stunned for a moment, then shouted towards Shi Lou: "Gulinaza, what are you doing upstairs? Come out and have breakfast quickly."

"No more."

Guli Nazha's voice floated out from the stone building, sounding a little weak.

"What's wrong with you? Are you sick?"

Yang Mi exclaimed softly.

Han Feng said with concern: "Let me treat you."

"No, I'm fine."

Guli Nazha seemed a little flustered.

How is she sick?

It's clearly too much consumption.

If someone were to notice something about this, it would be a serious problem.

"If you're alright, why don't you come out?"

Yang Mi was puzzled.

Guli Nazha was vague: "I had a nightmare last night and didn't sleep well all night. I'm still confused now. I need to catch up on some sleep."

Han Feng laughed secretly.

Guli Nazha was not having a nightmare at all.

It was obvious that he was tortured by his divine hand.

"Then you should sleep a little longer."

Yang Mi believed it to be true.

.....

After breakfast, Han Feng contacted the Tower of Babel: "Little Tower, are you ready?"

Tongtian Tower said respectfully: "Brother Feng, we are ready and can begin."

Han Feng raised his eyebrows: "Open the passage."

A silver light burst out from the Tower of Babel, shot into the air, and quickly condensed into a huge gate of light.

This light gate is the portal connecting to the interior of the Tower of Babel.

Han Feng leaped and flew into the light gate.

The next moment, he appeared in a closed room.

The light in the room was dim, and the walls had an ancient color.

Han Feng looked around and found that there was nothing in the room except a pool of water.

Then he walked closer to the pool.

The pool was filled with blood-red liquid, with bubbles coming out from it from time to time, like boiling magma, emitting a hot breath.

At this time, the voice of Tongtian Tower resounded: "Brother Feng, this pool of water is the Burning Blood Pool. Enter it and absorb the liquid inside, and you will be able to derive the power of Qi and blood."

Han Feng asked, "How long can I stay in there?"

Tower of Babel: "Generally speaking, five minutes is enough."

Han Feng frowned slightly: "In such a short time, how much Qi and blood power can be generated?"

Tongtian Tower explained with a smile, "The amount of Qi and blood generated is linked to the amount of liquid absorbed. The stronger the physical fitness, the more it can absorb. But no matter who you are, there is a limit to your physical fitness. Five minutes is more than enough."

"knew."

Han Feng nodded slightly and walked leisurely into the pool.

In an instant, a burning sensation came over me, as if countless sharp blades were cutting my skin.

If it were someone else, they would have screamed in pain.

Han Feng seemed unaware of it and simply chose to ignore it, sitting down in the pool.

The liquid in the pool suddenly boiled, madly drilling into his skin, seeping into his meridians, and then gradually evolved into surging qi and blood power.

Time passes by every second.

The liquid in the pool gradually decreased.

By the time it reached five minutes, more than a quarter had been lost.

Tongtian Tower couldn't help but remind him: "Brother Feng, it's time, you can come out."

Han Feng said lazily: "I think I can absorb it for a while."

"Can it still be absorbed?"

Babel was stunned.

When Sophie entered the Burning Blood Pool, she only lasted four and a half minutes at most.

When it comes to Han Feng, you can't stop him in five minutes?

Just how strong is his body?

Time flies, and another five minutes have passed.

The liquid in the pool has been reduced by half.

Tongtian Tower trembled and said, "Brother Feng, can you still absorb it?"

"I haven't reached my limit yet, I can continue."

Han Feng looked indifferent.

"hiss!"

Babel gasped.

Ten minutes is not the limit?

What is Han Feng's limit?