"Brother, I want to eat wood!"
At this moment, Muzhalan suddenly shouted.
"You two, feed those logs to Fence Boy."
Han Feng gave an order.
"Brother, can you please let us finish pretending first?"
The steel-boned monkey chuckled.
When the Pea Shooter and Three Corns reached level 50, they both showed off.
They also want to take the opportunity to make their presence felt.
"What's wrong with you? Get to work!"
Han Feng rolled his eyes.
"OK."
The two spirit pets turned and ran away.
Han Feng walked towards the thatched hut. When he reached the door, he suddenly remembered something. He slapped his forehead and a look of regret appeared on his face.
I actually forgot to go fishing yesterday.
How much less material income will this bring!
It's simply a crime!
Immediately, Han Feng came to Yang Mi and whispered, "Open the fishing space."
"good."
Yang Mi moved her mind, and the fishing space appeared in front of her.
Han Feng grabbed the fishing rod, poured his mental power into it, and threw it away. The mental power thread fell into the fishing space.
Then, he contacted the fishing rod: "Little Fishing Rod, how is this area? Are there any supplies?"
Fishing Rod: "I didn't find any supplies within my exploration range."
"knew."
Han Feng sighed in disappointment, put away his fishing rod, turned to face Yang Mi, and said, "Reopen the fishing space."
Yang Mi frowned, "Why?"
Han Feng said calmly: "There are no supplies here."
Yang Mi blinked her beautiful eyes, "How do you know there are no supplies?"
"Are you questioning the experience of a veteran angler?"
Han Feng curled his lips and said, "Hurry up, my judgment will not be wrong."
"Starting to pretend again?"
Yang Mi muttered softly, then restarted the fishing space.
Han Feng threw down the spiritual thread and immediately contacted the fishing rod, "Little Fishing Rod, how is this area?"
"There's something, but not much."
Fishing Rod said quickly.
"Then stay here and try your luck."
Han Feng nodded.
After waiting patiently for a while, the thread of mental power suddenly tightened.
Han Feng was quick-eyed and quick-handed, grabbing the fishing rod and pulling it hard.
A large green ball was pulled up.
In appearance, it looks a bit like a watermelon.
But it is too big, with a diameter of more than one meter.
Yang Mi was stunned on the spot.
You caught something so quickly?
Could it be that Han Feng’s experience really played a role?
Han Feng did not study the big ball immediately, but chose to continue fishing.
Three minutes later, the thread was tightened again.
The second fish took the bait.
Han Feng was delighted. He grabbed the fishing rod and pulled it up, and a white object came up.
What the hell is this?
Han Feng took a closer look and his face turned dark.
This is clearly a toilet!
"Ha ha!"
Liu Chushuang and others burst into laughter.
I have to say that Han Feng is really a talented person.
A pile of poop that I caught earlier.
Now another toilet has been caught.
There is nothing he can't catch!
"Grass!"
Han Feng cursed, calmed himself down, and continued fishing.
This time the wait was a bit long, and it took a full five minutes before a fish was caught.
Han Feng didn't reel in his fishing rod immediately, but instead contacted the fishing rod, "Little fishing rod, what's that thing that bit the hook?"
Every failure is a learning experience.
If it's another toilet that takes the bait, there's no point in catching it.
Otherwise, he would be ridiculed by Liu Chushuang and the others.
Fishing rod: "It's a peaked cap."
"That's fine."
Han Feng breathed a sigh of relief and quickly put the club away.
A black baseball cap was dragged up from the fishing space.
When she saw the hat, Dilireba's eyes lit up, "Han Feng, can you give me this hat?"
Han Feng didn't care. When he was about to agree, Superman Underwear suddenly said, "Brother, you can't give it to her!"
Han Feng was slightly startled, "Why?"
Superman Underpants excitedly said, "It's my brother, Superman Hat!"
A glint of light suddenly flashed in Han Feng's eyes, and he directly put the Superman hat into the space bag.
"Not even a hat? Aren't you too stingy?"
Dilireba pouted and looked unhappy.
Han Feng said, "That's a green hat. What's the point of giving it to you?"
"Who are you kidding? It's clearly black, and you think I'm color blind? If you don't want to give it to me, then don't give it to me. What excuses are you making?"
Dilireba snorted.
"You might be dazzled. It's really green."
Han Feng rubbed his nose.
Dilireba sneered, "Whether it's green or not, just take it out and take a look, and you'll know for sure."
"Wait until I'm done fishing."
Han Feng coughed lightly.
The truth will be revealed as soon as it is taken out, and I definitely can’t show it to Dilraba Dilmurat.
"OK."
Dilireba nodded.
Han Feng picked up the fishing rod and continued fishing.
"There's a big guy coming."
The fishing rod gave a reminder.
Han Feng's expression changed. "What big guy?"
Fishing rod: "It's a bit far away, and I don't know exactly what it is, but it's very big."
Han Feng asked tentatively, "How big is it?"
Fishing Rod: "About the same size as your island."
Han Feng opened the corner of his mouth.
About the same size as an island?
Isn't it also an island?
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