The vine shrank back, nestling against the other two vines, as if trembling or weeping.
Perhaps it had been comforted, for it bravely straightened its back and swayed toward the old man again.
What's terrifying is that the part that was cut off grew back in the wind, and before long it grew back to its original shape, full of vitality.
The three vines and leaves intertwined in pairs, like hands linked, swaying in an S-shape in front of them, exuding a strong sense of provocation.
Seeing that the geese had all been scared into silence, Chou Chou felt it was too boring. Seeing that his friends had already entered the granary, he quickly retracted his vine.
"Little Master, let's go, let's seize some grain."
"Okay, sure."
The two slid down the pillar, and Chou Chou casually collected the mud from the fire pit.
We won't leave the good stuff to them.
The sudden disappearance of the soil caused another huge commotion, before returning to a deathly silence.
Divine punishment, absolutely divine punishment, they have truly angered the heavens.
But the silence didn't last long; another wave of noise soon followed, coming from just behind the conference building.
Next to the conference building was a small building, and beyond that was... the granary.
Oh no, my attention has been diverted.
The old man, though old, was still vigorous and ran off, shouting, "Everyone, take your weapons and head to the granary!"
Whether it's divine retribution or the work of a capable person, the grain cannot be taken away.
The others were both shocked and frightened, and dared not approach, nor did they want to. In the end, they could not resist the military order, and with pale faces, they ran back with their weapons in hand.
They were really jogging, and their expressions showed none of the decisiveness that soldiers should have. They were afraid that if they ran too fast, they would witness another bizarre behavior that their hearts could not withstand.
The heart is already working beyond its capacity and can no longer accelerate.
While watching its owner and hamster enthusiastically moving cans of food like they were hoarding supplies, Guagua translated for everyone.
"Xie, you stinky egg, the other side might open fire. Can you hold out?"
The granary was unusually large, and the abundance of all kinds of rice and flour delighted him. Dozens of wooden shelves were filled with canned goods and kitchenware, each shelf stretching from the ground to the ceiling, and each shelf was packed full.
This is just one grain warehouse; there are two more next door.
The kitchen is in the back, and it has a lot of good stuff.
Xie Lin didn't turn his head, accompanying his wife to set up the wooden frame while also harvesting the spoils piled up by his children.
The way the little rascals grinned and chuckled as they carried things was so cute.
He couldn't help but exclaim to himself: "Ahhh, zero-dollar purchases are fucking awesome!"
"Didn't you claim that your bullets could curve, accelerate or decelerate at will, and have 100% accuracy? Keep an eye on them, shoot whoever gets close, and you can take out three grain silos in just three minutes."
He's holding up the space, so the enemy's fire will just bounce off, allowing them to fire at will.
With a flourish, Guagua thumped his little chest loudly, "Sister has a problem? Watch closely, I'll show you a special skill."
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