Come to think of it, I haven't chopped down trees for a long time, and I don't know if my hands are rusty.
Compared to fighting, Chen Wangping prefers mining, chopping trees and farming.
If you want to go to the Ice and Fire Swamp, you should go early. The temperature is getting lower and lower every day, so go early and come back early.
After arriving at the base, before he even entered, he heard a lot of chattering.
Following the sound, we saw that the golden eagle had actually caught more than 200 chickens, ducks, and geese.
The giant guard robot dug a big hole with the golden eagle. Looking at these screaming monsters, it didn't know whether to kill them or wait for its master to come back.
Chen Wangping took a quick look and found that the quality of these chickens, ducks, geese and birds was very high. They were all plump and delicious.
Perhaps because of their high quality, there are many individuals that can be raised, and most of them are female.
When the golden eagle found that Chen Wangping had returned, it flew over proudly and said to him, "Brother Ping, please see if you can raise them. If not, I will kill them all and put them in the oven to roast. I have already put the charcoal underneath."
Chen Wangping: “….”
He said that the more he looked at the big pit, the more familiar it looked. It turned out to be a natural oven.
"Let's dig another pit next to it. We don't have enough chicken coops at home. Let the ones we can raise wait for two days."
Chen Wangping quickly selected a large number of chickens, ducks, geese and birds that could be raised, counted them, and including those already at home, the total number of animals that could be raised at home was exactly one hundred.
It's a pity that these newly returned chickens, ducks, geese and birds have no special effects and can only be raised. Their products can probably only be used as ordinary food and materials for making life crystals.
Chen Wangping placed them one by one in the pit next to him, sprinkled some feed on them and fed them simply, while arranging the construction of the chicken coop and the conveyor belt.
We haven't cut down trees for so long that the family's wood reserves are seriously insufficient, only enough to build five chicken coops.
It seems that we really need to go chop down some trees.
After dividing it, he looked at the big oven and felt a little excited. He called out to the golden eagle to clean it out. He also plucked the feathers and bled the remaining chickens, ducks, geese and birds and cleaned them up.
Now the Golden Eagle itself is comparable to a complete hotel kitchen system. With a flap of its wings, the processed white-striped chickens fly onto the iron plate of the oven.
I won’t go into the details of how the big pot was made.
Chen Wangping stood on it, sprinkled salt and pepper powder on it, marinated it for a while, then lit the charcoal fire directly, covered it with a few large iron plates, and simmered it.
After a while, the rich aroma of barbecue came out from the gaps in the iron plate.
Although poultry has relatively little fat, there are hundreds of poultry in this pit. The accumulated oil is sizzling and the whole base is filled with fragrance.
After roasting for an hour or so, Chen Wangping felt that it was almost done. He lifted the iron plate to check and saw that all the chickens, ducks, and geese had turned golden yellow, with crispy skin and tender meat.
He reached out and sprinkled a handful of chili powder and cumin powder, then smiled at the golden eagle and said, "You've been a great hero today. I'll give you ten to eat. Take your pick."
The golden eagle had been drooling with anticipation. Upon hearing this, it quickly picked out the ten largest ones, caught them, and returned to its nest to enjoy them.
Chen Wangping also picked up seven or eight with chopsticks and put them in the storage compartment. Then he placed all the roasted birds on the iron plate, lifted it up, and walked to the back mountain with it.
The people in the back mountain had already smelled the fragrance, and when they saw the golden food, they couldn't help swallowing their saliva.
Chen Wangping placed more than eighty roasted birds in the middle, then took out the fine wine he had bought in the city earlier. He laughed and said, "Everyone has worked hard today. I've prepared a celebration banquet for you all. Enjoy yourselves! Eat and drink!"
"good!"
"My benefactor is such a good cook! It smells so good!"
"This chicken is so fat, it must be delicious!"
"Thank you so much, benefactor!"
Everyone in the Volcano Tribe talked about it, but no one took the first step to take it. They all looked at Chen Wangping eagerly.
Xiao Fang had also been back for a while at this time. He smiled and advised, "Brother Chen, you eat first. If it weren't for the rockets you made for us, how could we have the fighting power? You are the one who deserves the credit."
Chen Wangping felt somewhat helpless, but he smiled and reached out to pull off a chicken leg, chewing it vigorously. "It tastes pretty good, nothing was wasted. Let's eat it while it's hot."
Seeing Chen Wangping eating, everyone started to choose, and everyone ate with their mouths full of oil. The scene was very lively for a while.
Chen Wangping ate for a while, then called Xiao Fang over and said, "I might have to go out tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. Now that the Spiritual Palace is destroyed, the Zerg are powerless. You should split up into two groups. One group will go to the Black Oil Ruins to collect black oil, and the other group will go to the volcano to collect sulfur."
Xiao Fang pulled the chicken wings and nodded, "No problem, Brother Chen, don't worry."
Chen Wangping nodded, ate his fill, returned to the base, took a shower, and fell into a deep sleep on the bed.
There are so many things going on today.
He slept, but Lingmie, the master of the Ling Palace thousands of miles away, could not sleep.
He already knew the outcome the moment the Second Palace Master died.
The reason is simple.
Lingmie implanted his own controlled mental power into the Second Palace Master's body. He originally planned to use the Second Palace Master's body as a host to cultivate his own mental power, and then take it back to improve his realm after it was ripe.
But now, the melon has been split and is gone.
Lingmie really wanted to know who killed the Second Palace Master.
Is it that useless Tang Huoniu from the Land of Fire? Or is it the frequently unexpected Chen Wangping?
But he also knew that he would definitely not be able to know during this period of time.
The place where the thunder comes from will be closed in a few days.
Once you travel by yourself, you will definitely not be able to get back before the lockdown.
There will be big changes in the Thunder Source Area next spring. It has been prepared for many years and we can’t miss it.
Ling Miehen gritted his teeth but could only hold back and not move.
My teeth were almost broken by my own biting, and the words I spat out were covered in blood.
…
The next day.
The first thing Chen Wangping did after waking up was to turn on the radio.
Weather forecast
Tomorrow the temperature will drop significantly across the country, with freezing rain and snow, and wind speeds of two to three.
【Wasteland Tips】
The land of ice and snow is not scary, what is scary is ignorance. As long as the temperature is maintained, walking on ice and snow is easy.
【Unspeakable Tips】
The strong cannot stand the feeling of stagnation
The sound of the wind
"Tang Huoniu, Chen Wangping, you two should clean your necks and wait in Huoniu City. When I emerge from the Land of Thunder this spring, I will kill you all!"
After hearing the sound brought by the wind, Chen Wangping was no longer afraid.
Retreat, right?
It’s great to be in seclusion. As long as you don’t come out to make trouble, you can be in seclusion as much as you want.
Spring? In spring, nuclear weapons might even be available.
Looking back at the weather forecast, Chen Wangping found that the temperature outside had indeed dropped significantly. He quickly pulled the cowhide to cover himself, which dispelled some of the cold.
"It's so cold, it would be nice if I could wear a down jacket."
Just as he was thinking about it, Chen Wangping suddenly discovered that there were more than 500 first-level life crystals.
"How about trying an upgrade?"
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