"Brother, what methods did you use?"
Pan said in surprise.
"It's just a little trick, not worth mentioning."
Han Feng chuckled and then put away his talent.
After verification, I am very satisfied with the space restraint capability.
However, the process of releasing spatial constraints continuously consumes mental energy.
So how much does it consume exactly?
This point must be made clear, otherwise it will easily lead to the depletion of mental energy.
Without mental strength, one will fall into a state of exhaustion and will not be able to use other talents.
Then, Han Feng opened the attribute panel and began to observe.
When he saw that his mental strength had decreased by 5 points, he breathed a sigh of relief.
When I used the space constraint just now, it lasted for a total of five seconds.
In other words, consuming a little mental energy per second is completely within an acceptable range.
Later, Han Feng simply cleaned the yard, then entered the thatched hut with a frying pan and an oil lamp.
By this time, it was already evening, the sky was dark, and the thatched hut was gloomy.
Han Feng took a magnifying glass and lit the oil lamp.
Whoosh.
A flame shot out from the wick of the oil lamp. It was very subtle at first, but as time went on, the flame grew more and more, and soon the whole room was illuminated.
Han Feng hung the oil lamp on the wall, then lay down on the bed, and was about to open the game panel.
The oil lamp suddenly spoke, "Little brother, you don't have to blow me out in the future."
Han Feng rubbed his nose and said, "Didn't I do this to help you save gas?"
There is no need for lighting during the day, so keeping it burning is a waste.
Oil lamp: "I absorb a day's worth of sunlight, which can keep me burning for a long time. Also, during the day, I keep the flame at its weakest, so I don't waste much oil. So, there's no need to blow it out."
"OK."
Han Feng nodded and then opened the game panel.
Suddenly, the private message icon lit up.
When Han Feng saw that the person sending the private message was Wu Dahai, he quickly clicked it.
Wu Dahai: Han Feng, I have already cut 50 kilograms of thatch. Shall we continue the trade?
Han Feng: Of course.
Wu Dahai: Great, let’s go to the trading hall quickly.
Han Feng: Please wait a moment.
Wu Dahai: What’s wrong?
Han Feng: I have no crabs left, but I can give you some fish. Are you willing to trade?
Wu Dahai thought without hesitation: As long as it’s edible, it’s fine.
Han Feng: That’s no problem.
Then, the two entered the trading hall.
Han Feng used two fish to exchange for fifty kilograms of thatch from Wu Dahai.
The transaction had just been completed and the private message icon lit up again.
The person who sent the private message this time was Yuan Hao.
Yuan Hao: Han Feng, my iron ore derivatives have come out, let’s trade quickly.
Han Feng: Do you still want purified water?
Yuan Hao: It would be best if there is food. If not, purified water will be fine.
Han Feng: Then I'll give you a fish.
Because of the transaction with Yue Lingshan, a lot of purified water was consumed.
On the contrary, there is still a lot of food.
Just trade it with food.
Yuan Hao: Yes.
The transaction was completed. Han Feng threw the iron ore to the machete and said to the thatched hut, "Little thatched hut, dinner is ready."
The thatched house did not respond.
Han Feng was slightly startled, "Little Caowu, are you mute?"
Machete reminded him, "Brother, you just silenced Xiaocaowwu for an hour. Did you forget?"
"Did I ban it for so long?"
Han Feng smacked his lips.
"Really, I can testify to that."
The engineer shovel echoed.
"Maybe I remembered it wrongly."
Han Feng muttered something, then lifted the ban on the thatched cottage.
"Han Feng, how could you ban me from speaking? You're going too far!"
The thatched cottage was indignant.
"Who told you to talk nonsense?"
Han Feng snorted lightly.
"I just told the truth and they banned me for hours. It's so unreasonable."
The thatched house looked aggrieved.
The engineer shovel comforted him, "Little Caowu, that's enough. Who among us hasn't been silenced by Big Brother before? Big Brother is used to being overbearing. There's no point in talking to him. Let's just compromise."
"You fucking bastard!"
Han Feng gnashed his teeth in anger, glanced fiercely at the engineer shovel, and said coldly: "Silence the little shovel for ten minutes."
Engineer shovel: "..."
Han Feng turned to look at the thatched cottage, "Do you have any other opinions?"
"No!"
The thatched hut trembled.
If you have any opinions, please keep them to yourself!
Otherwise you will be banned.
It's not as stupid as an engineer shovel.
"That's fine."
Han Feng nodded in satisfaction, and then said, "Open your mouth, it's time to eat."
The thatched house suddenly became excited, and a crack appeared on the wall in an instant, like a big mouth.
Han Feng hurriedly opened the trading hall, took out all the thatch inside, and put it into the crack.
I enjoyed the thatched house happily.
After the thatched hut finished eating, Han Feng calmly activated his insight talent and began to observe the thatched hut.
Target: Thatched hut.
Level: Level 1.
Degree of evolution: 70%.
Attack power: 0.
Defense:15.
Mental strength: 10.
Talents: crafting, shape-shifting.
After reading it, Han Feng's eyes flickered slightly.
The thatched house has reached 70% evolution. If it can devour another 50 kilograms of thatch, it will definitely be promoted to level 2.
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