"knew."
Han Feng nodded and exerted force suddenly.
A round black object was dragged out of the pond. It turned out to be a large tire with a diameter of more than five meters.
"How could it be such a thing?"
Han Feng sighed in disappointment.
I was looking forward to this thing.
Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a useless tire.
Han Feng stared at the tire and activated his insight talent to observe it.
Target: Interstellar Mining Vehicle Tires.
Level: Advanced.
Introduction: A spare tire for the interstellar mining vehicle, made of plant fiber from wire grass. It has a tough texture, is wear-resistant and durable, and has extremely strong defensive capabilities.
After reading the introduction, Han Feng's mind started to turn.
Since this thing is made of plant fibers, can it be swallowed by the thatched house?
If possible, the thatched house would definitely be upgraded to several levels.
However, now is not the time to do research, let’s focus on fishing first.
Then, Han Feng threw down the silk thread again.
But this time, after waiting for several minutes, no prey took the bait.
Han Feng began to wonder.
The first two times I put the line into the pond, I caught something.
Why does it take so long this time?
What is going on?
Han Feng thought for a moment, and secretly connected with the fishing rod in his hand, "Hello, little fishing rod."
Fishing Rod: “What?”
Han Feng: "Let me ask you something. Do you know where the pond is connected to?"
Fishing Rod: “I know.”
Han Feng's expression changed. "What is the link?"
Fishing Rod: “Why should I tell you?”
Han Feng's eyes darkened. "I'm warning you, I have a bad temper. You'd better tell the truth, otherwise I'll give you a hard time."
The fishing rod scoffed: "You can't threaten me. I won't fall for it."
Han Feng's voice turned cold, "I advise you not to try to provoke me, otherwise you will regret it for the rest of your life!"
The fishing rod sneered, "Use whatever tricks you have!"
"You asked for it!"
Han Fengxu narrowed his eyes, took a deep breath, and after a moment of preparation, he began to sing with deep emotion.
Di Lieba and others were all stunned.
After a moment of hesitation, their expressions suddenly became extremely ugly, and then they all bent over and began to retch.
They had never heard such a disgusting song.
At this moment, my stomach was churning and I felt extremely uncomfortable.
The fishing rod trembled violently and begged for mercy loudly, "Brother, I was wrong, please stop singing, please let me go..."
"You're such a bitch!"
Han Feng stopped singing and spat at the fishing rod.
Dilireba and others began to breathe heavily.
Just now, I felt like my soul was polluted.
"Han Feng, why are you singing? Don't you know how bad your singing is? Are you trying to disgust us to death?"
Guli Nazha was furious.
Han Feng rubbed his nose and said calmly, "I was just praying."
"What do you mean?"
Guli Nazha and the other three were stunned when they heard this.
What to pray for?
Can you catch some more?
The key is to just pray, is there any need to sing?
And the singing is so disgusting.
Have you ever considered the feelings of the people around you?
Han Feng chuckled, "This is my unique way of praying. I always prayed this way when I opened treasure chests before, so I got a lot of good things."
"Is this true?"
Di Lieba looked suspicious and turned to look at Zhao Yunxi.
Zhao Yunxi nodded.
Han Feng does pray in the form of singing when opening a treasure chest.
And the effect is excellent, and good things can be produced every time.
Dilireba was stunned.
Considering that Han Feng is the only one in the district who can sell women's products.
Some people suspect that these women's products were obtained through singing and praying?
Could this be a unique talent?
"What prayer? I think you just want to disgust us! I don't believe you can catch anything good."
Guli Nazha pouted and didn't believe Han Feng's nonsense at all.
Han Feng didn't bother to pay attention and contacted the fishing rod again, "Little Fishing Rod, are you convinced?"
Fishing Rod: "Brother, I give in! Whatever you ask me, I will answer truthfully."
Han Feng curled his lips and asked, "Where does the pond connect to?"
Fishing Rod: "It connects to a certain area in the cosmic cemetery."
Han Feng was slightly startled, puzzled. "Since this is a cemetery, shouldn't there be a lot of bodies inside? Then why did I only catch gears and tires? And no bodies?"
Fishing Rod explained, "The Cosmic Graveyard isn't what you imagine. To put it bluntly, it's a giant wasteland. Everything that's been abandoned or destroyed ends up here. Of course, that includes corpses, but there aren't many of them."
Han Feng was stunned when he heard this.
It turns out that the cosmic cemetery is just a super large garbage dump.
All he caught was garbage?
Isn't this recycling?
It’s garbage, so be it, as long as it can be used.
Then, Han Feng asked again: "Why would the things in the cemetery take the bait?"
Fishing Rod: "The Cosmic Cemetery has a very special rule. After entering here, any object can develop intelligence. In addition, they are particularly fond of spiritual power, as if it were food. As long as they sense the presence of spiritual power within a certain area, they will automatically come close and take the bait."
"Is it so magical?"
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