“It really can be refined!”
Han Feng was inexplicably excited.
With the assistance of a god-level undead clone, his own strength will soar to an unprecedented height.
He can definitely be called the number one person under the gods.
He can even compete with lower-level gods like Houyi.
Han Feng couldn't wait any longer. "Don't just stand there, start refining it quickly."
The Necromancer Tower: "The refining process requires the consumption of 100 Nether Stones."
Han Feng frowned.
Without a single Nether Stone in hand, the plan to refine the identity of the undead had to be shelved.
However, there is still hope.
Fifteen Nether Stones were caught in the fishing space before.
If you are lucky, you might even catch something.
Afterwards, Han Feng put the skeleton of the Hongmeng Giant into the space bag, and then set his eyes on the propeller. After taking a quick look at it, he communicated with it, "Little propeller, are you from a spaceship?"
Propeller: "I'm from a space freight ship."
Han Feng raised his eyebrows. "How big is the space cargo ship?"
Propeller: "About 500 meters."
"hiss."
Han Feng took a breath of cold air.
Freight ships are more than 500 meters long.
How big should the spacecraft be?
After a moment of trance, Han Feng spoke again, "How did you get to the Universe Cemetery?"
Propeller: "After the freight ship was destroyed, it automatically drifted to the space graveyard."
Upon hearing this, Han Feng's eyes showed a pensive look.
The quilts, canned food, large shoes, condoms, and even the Hongmeng Giant that were caught previously should all have come from this cargo ship.
No wonder everything is so huge.
It turns out that it is used by the Hongmeng Giant.
Han Feng: "Who destroyed the freight ship?"
Propeller: “Not sure.”
Han Feng: "Where were you driving originally?"
Propeller: "Sea of Stars."
Han Feng's eyes flickered. "Is the Xinghai an ocean?"
Propeller: “Not sure.”
Han Feng rolled his eyes and said, "You don't know anything. What can you possibly know?"
Propeller was indignant and muttered, "You don't know as much as I do."
Han Feng changed his mind and asked, "Is the Star Sea very close to the Cosmic Cemetery?"
Propeller: "The cosmic graveyard is part of the sea of stars."
Han Feng was stunned.
According to Yugan, the cosmic cemetery is boundless and vast.
It’s so vast, it’s actually part of the sea of stars?
How vast would the sea of stars be?
It's simply unimaginable.
Han Fengxu narrowed his eyes and stared at the propeller. "Tell me, what are you for?"
Propeller: "I'm just a propeller. What use can I have?"
Han Feng said calmly: "Since it's useless, I can only eat you."
propeller:"....."
It's just a harmless propeller.
What did I do wrong?
Just going to eat it?
Isn’t this too cruel?
Han Feng took out a machete and placed it in front of the propeller. "Little machete, can this thing be swallowed?"
Machete became excited: "It's just a little bigger. I'll eat it slowly and I'm sure I can devour it."
"Wait a moment."
Propeller spoke hastily.
Han Feng smiled playfully, "Do you have any last words?"
Propeller: "Don't eat me, I'm still useful."
Han Feng pinched his chin, "What's your use?"
Propeller: "If you install me on an island, it will greatly increase its movement speed."
"How much can it be improved?"
Han Feng asked tentatively.
Propeller: "At least double it, but I have to charge it."
Han Feng's mind started to turn.
After installing an engine, the driving speed of the Macho Man and Girl Island is comparable to that of a level 6 island.
What would happen if this were to double?
It may even be possible to compete with the speed of a level 10 island.
It seems that the propeller is not completely useless, and it is better to keep it.
Then, Han Feng contacted the engine, "Can you charge the propeller?"
Engine: "Yes, but it can only be charged for a maximum of one hour in a day."
"That's enough."
Han Feng nodded, and then instructed the blue electric mouse: "Little mouse, go to the edge of the island and dig a big hole and bury the propeller in it."
"OK."
The blue electric mouse responded and left.
Afterwards, Han Feng fed the shoe to the Boots of Spirit.
The Boots of Agility were upgraded to level 25 in one fell swoop.
"Brother, let's study this can. Is it edible?"
Qiangqiang came to Han Feng holding a can as big as a millstone.
Han Feng took a closer look and secretly connected with it, "Little can, what's in your can?"
Canned food: "Braised pork."
Han Feng raised his eyebrows.
Qiangqiang actually guessed it right.
This is indeed a can of braised pork.
Han Feng smiled slightly, "This is a can of braised pork. Let's try it at noon."
"How about it? I'll just say it's canned braised pork, right?"
Qiangqiang laughed triumphantly.
Yang Mi asked curiously, "You didn't open it, how do you know there's braised pork inside?"
Han Feng said calmly, "This island master has read a lot of books and has a wide range of knowledge. He recognized it at a glance."
Yang Mi: “…”
Which book records canned braised pork?
Isn't this pure deception?
Han Feng ignored him and climbed up the stone wall, looking up at the sky. "Brother Yang, I want to ask you something."
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