After officially entering Genesis Mountain, Ling Feng followed the flat mountain path all the way up the mountain.

After walking about several dozen meters, I came across a place that resembled a small square. Next to the square was a small, old-style building, and there were about a dozen groups of people sitting together eating.

Some teams even set up a pot, steaming from it, and the aroma of instant noodles immediately filled the entire square, attracting the attention of others who frequently glanced over.

Some people had a fierce look in their eyes, but they immediately looked away when they saw the owner of the pot.

Ling Feng raised his hand and looked at his Rolex.

"It's already 5 p.m., it's really time for dinner!"

It's getting dark soon, so I guess we can't go into the mountains to look for the exotic fruit today. We'll have to wait until tomorrow morning to go into the mountains. Judging from the way this group is acting, that's probably their plan too.

Ling Feng and his companion arrived at the square quickly.

The unusual combination of two people and a dog quickly attracted the attention of many people, especially since Ling Feng's team was very small. Other teams consisted of seven or eight people, while Ling Feng only had two people, making them seem very special.

Ling Feng found an open space, took out a table from his spatial storage and set it up, then took out a chair for Zheng Sanbao. He took out a genuine leather sofa for himself and sat down comfortably, looking completely relaxed.

Ling Feng took out a Huazi cigarette and lit it. He had even smuggled this cigarette from the White Robe Divine Cult!

Ling Feng exhaled a puff of smoke, looking completely absorbed.

"Old Zheng, how about hot pot for dinner tonight?"

"I'm fine with anything, as long as there's alcohol, I don't care what I eat!" Zheng Sanbao said nonchalantly.

Ling Feng took out tools, a foil pot and an oil lamp from his spatial storage.

Ling Feng took out the hot pot base and put it into the foil pot, added the source of life, and then took out more than a dozen portions of hot pot ingredients such as beef rolls, mutton rolls, potato slices, shrimp paste, tripe, and meatballs from his space.

Finally, Ling Feng took out a bottle of Moutai that Cai Haonan had treasured.

Once the hot pot broth in the pot boils, you start adding side dishes one after another.

Before long, the aroma of hot pot filled the entire square, and everyone looked in Ling Feng's direction, swallowing their saliva incessantly. Looking at the cold and hard bread in their hands, they suddenly felt it didn't taste so good anymore.

They also wanted to try hot pot; in the apocalypse, especially in the current environment, being able to eat hot pot was such a luxury.

Watching Ling Feng devour the steaming hot beef rolls, and seeing that he even prepared dipping sauce, made everyone envious!

What's even more infuriating is that he threw a huge leg of lamb to his dog, the kind that was steaming hot and looked absolutely mouthwatering.

The group of people who were just eating instant noodles suddenly felt that instant noodles didn't taste so good anymore!

Many people had a bad feeling: why can he eat hot pot, and even dogs can eat hot lamb legs, while they, the powerful people, can only eat cold food?

Although many people have their own ideas, there are many powerful forces here, and you don't know their backgrounds. What if they are from some big family? Wouldn't you be kicking a rock?

They are also waiting, waiting for a force to test the waters!

After a while, sure enough, a group of people were seen walking menacingly toward Ling Feng and his group.

People from other factions in the square immediately gathered around to watch the excitement, and also to see if they could get some hot pot later!

Someone in the crowd immediately recognized the group and exclaimed in surprise.

"Aren't those people from the Miao people of Yunchuan? They were the first to not be able to hold back!"

"If I were as awesome as him, I'd go too. After all, who can resist a hot pot in the snow? It's such a luxury!"

At that moment, Ling Feng, who was enjoying his hot pot and drinks, suddenly sensed something was wrong!

He saw a dozen or so people with different expressions walking towards him in the distance.

They've come with ill intentions!

Ling Feng's expression shifted slightly, but he remained calm and used his chopsticks to pick up a piece of tripe and cook it in the pot!

The Miao family members came to Ling Feng's table and surrounded him!

So your name is Ling Feng!

A fierce-looking man with a face full of scars roared.

Ling Feng put the tripe in his mouth and said without looking up.

"Spit it out if you have something to say. Can't you see your dad's eating?"

"Holy shit! Holy crap... ah!"

Before the big man could finish speaking, he flew out, smashing into the crowd and causing them to fall over.

He lay on the ground, howling incessantly, blood flowing continuously from the corner of his mouth.

The other dozen or so people stared at Ling Feng in horror. They hadn't even seen how Ling Feng made his move before their leader was sent flying.

Or rather, Ling Feng didn't make a move at all.

The other forces who were waiting to watch the spectacle from the sidelines were also shocked. Among them were many experts at the Emperor level, who had not seen what had happened at all.

Everyone present looked at Ling Feng with a sense of apprehension.

They all knew the person who had just flown out; he was a royal-level expert from the Miao family, nicknamed Iron Head!

The fact that this person could send him flying with a single punch indicates that he is at least at the mid-stage of the Emperor level, and his special ability is extremely strange, making him difficult to defend against and deal with!

Ling Feng continued eating his hotpot, occasionally taking a sip of his drink. Zheng Sanbao, sitting next to him, also sipped his wine with a relaxed expression, nodding and swaying his head, showing no sign of nervousness whatsoever.

"If you don't leave now, you'll end up like him!" Ling Feng said while eating, his head down.

The Miao people exchanged glances, and finally carried Tie Tou away in a sorry state. Before leaving, Tie Tou uttered a harsh threat to Ling Feng.

"Our Miao masters arrive with a single wave of their hand. Let's see if you can still be this arrogant later!"

No sooner had Tie Tou finished speaking than he turned into a cloud of blood mist in the next second!

The other members of the Miao family were both shocked and furious. They disregarded their fear and ran away into the distance.

The crowd watching from afar was immediately stunned by Ling Feng's actions!

You have to understand, these weren't ordinary people being killed; they were members of the Miao people! And they were killed just like that.

"There's going to be a good show soon!"

"The Miao people are probably going to mobilize their entire force now!"

"This guy is too reckless! I don't know where this hothead came from! He's going to be in big trouble soon!"

Many people wore expressions of schadenfreude.

It's as if I can already see Ling Feng being brutally tortured and killed by the Miao people.

Ling Feng paid no attention to the gossip and continued to calmly eat his hotpot.

However, after this incident, no one bothered Ling Feng again.

Those who originally harbored ulterior motives were all frightened by Ling Feng's methods and dared not have any more bad thoughts.

Ling Feng was happy to have some peace and quiet, and was enjoying his hotpot!

Ling Feng inadvertently caught sight of several familiar figures...