If possible, Lin Chou would probably choose to go to Wolf City with Gungun to fight the autumn breeze. After all, no matter how awesome Lord Gungun is, he is just a panda. Is there a panda in this world that a meal of bamboo can't solve?
emmmm...
Of course, it is impossible for a place like Northwest Wolf City, where there are geothermal hot springs, to grow enough bamboo to feed Mr. Gungun for several meals.
According to the assurance of Dandan, a fifth-generation greening worker in Mingguang, bamboo roots will rot if the ground heat is too high, so there is no need to worry about being eaten and trapped by others.
Besides, can that broken bamboo and rotten shoots compare with the craftsmanship of Boss Lin?
"You're just worrying..."
Sikong Moute curled his lips in disdain.
Lin Chou glanced at him,
"Why haven't you... left yet?"
"How blind are you? It's so blinding!" Huang Dashan shaved his head and measured the distance from the front door to the left side of his chest. "Is the forest actually very long?"
This topic has become popular. No one wants to talk to Huang Dashan. Isn’t it very disappointing that there is no one to control the pollution?
Wu Ke happily leaned over and winked.
"I heard that virgins have a lot of energy."
"Haha, let's wake him up with a urinary pee." Huang Dashan has found the target of his contempt. "A otaku still feels superior to you. Is it because the camera you showed at the back mountain hot spring is crooked or is it a paper man?" Isn’t my wife sexy enough?”
"I wonder if you know how to chat, whoever you catch bites you who is a dog?!"
Master Shan pinched Wu Ke's neck and lifted him up to sit on a chair, just like pinching a little squirrel.
"I'm a hippopotamus. Do you want to test how big your Shan Ye's mouth is?"
"Brother, dear brother...you didn't tell anyone about the camera...then you...didn't you watch it too..."
"hehe!"
"What camera?" Lin Chou ducked into the conversation between the two of them, "I always feel like you are doing something weird."
Sikong interjected,
"That kid is in the back mountain hot spring, huh huh... take your hands away, I'm biting someone..."
Lin Chou pushed him,
"Why don't you leave? Hurry up. Do you want to embezzle my treatment for getting out?"
"Am I corrupt??" Sikong pointed at his nose, "I'm afraid you haven't woken up, you have a poor mind!"
"Go quickly, go quickly!"
...
At night, the warlock came over with a frown and drooping eyes. He looked like he hadn't woken up and muttered,
"Which bastard told you that a warlock who knows ice and fire is the best..."
"Oh my brain..."
Huang Dashan's eyes suddenly lit up.
"I said what I said, your flame girl didn't come? What, are you happy?"
The empty eye sockets of the warlock uncle stared straight at Huang Dashan.
"It was so cool. When I went back to do experiments for Liu Renjun yesterday, the two guys put me and him on the fire to roast, and then trapped him in an iceberg at minus 100 degrees... I quite sympathize with Liu Renjun, why are you going through this? Not dead, energy life, tsk tsk, it feels like the vitality is a little bit stronger than mine."
"That's it? Master Warlock, I'm afraid you have some strange misunderstanding about ice and fire..."
Lin Chou came up and said,
"Are there any results?"
The warlock uncle thought for a while,
"Yes, Xue Tuanzi may have found the conditions for demonized plants to produce wisdom... Well, you know the few trees in the base city now. Prepare to be named Mingguang when you pack them up and give them gifts. As long as they produce wisdom, that's not it. Are you fooling me? I'm afraid my relatives won't recognize me... Also, Xue Tuanzi is of the same mind as Hei Chenhai."
Huang Dashan took a breath of cold air,
"So cruel? It's simply morally corrupt!"
The warlock nodded.
Demonized plants are different from alien beasts, and they are completely special cases in the era of cataclysm.
The size, self-healing ability, and lethality of those active demonized plants against evolvers and alien beasts are all terrifying. Moreover, these plants usually have a lifespan that is difficult to achieve by human alien beasts and living corpses.
To be very idealistic, if Mingguang can really fool any one of those magic plants into permanently residing in Mingguang, he can basically say goodbye to the tide of corpses and beasts, with dozens of kilometers of roots and several kilometers of tree crowns. , it is simply a living city wall. Think of the pitcher plants planted on the top of Linchou's hill. The average height is only about three hundred meters high. It was the largest beast tide in the history of the base city, crushing it. It's not too easy to pass the level.
The warlock said, proudly,
"I have to rest for a while. Call me at breakfast tomorrow. I'm a scientific researcher. It's so tiring and hard."
Huang Dashan doubted,
"Don't you have a family? Why are you joining in the fun here? I'm telling you there's no midnight snack for you!"
The warlock asked rhetorically,
"You don't have a home?"
Shanye looked up at the sky.
Emmmm, where did this come from? At certain times, having two homes is equivalent to having no home at all... One, three, five, two, four, six, please let me give the chicken a holiday. , that waist is so tiring!
Thinking of this, Master Shan suddenly shed tears of happiness that he couldn't stop.
The warlock was confused. Why the hell did he cry to a big, muscular, muscular man like this? ?
"It's not that you wait a minute," the warlock uncle swallowed, "I said, what's going on with you?"
Huang Dashan smacked him twice and wiped his tears and snot on the sorcerer's shoulders.
"It's okay, I just thought of you a few years later - sympathy made me burst into tears. This is called the empathy effect."
Raising his head and looking at the vast yellow clouds, Mr. Shan’s expression was very deep.
"Less is more - Master Warlock, cherish your life now, and then life will teach you what it means to be in the world of ice and fire."
Warlock: "???"
Lin Chou and the Warlock Master were both confused.
Lin Chou smacked his lips and suddenly realized,
"What about that? There are still a couple of sirloins left. I will stew them later. Which of you will eat?"
"Me me, me me me!" Huang Dashan jumped up and down.
The warlock looked disgusted;
"Don't eat it, it tastes too weird."
Master Shan was happy,
"Both are mine!"
Lin Chou slowly walked to the kitchen.
"Let me tell you, this bullfighting cow is alive and well. When I killed the cow, it shed tears - it should be delicious, should it be stewed with leeks or cistanche?"
"Leeks and beef kidneys don't go together, so that stuff tastes good with lamb kidneys!" Huang Dashan listened attentively, "There seems to be a big cat meowing in the back mountain, let's fetch it and eat it."
The warlock shuddered,
"Tasty enough? It's saucy, right...lamb loin stewed with leeks...it's a shame you can eat it..."
"There really is a big cat. I'll tell you what a tiger-whip ox-loin is!" Master Shan drooled and slid out the big ax. "What the hell do you know? You don't have a waist. A man's waist is just one." You know the world, it doesn’t matter if you have to suffer a little for your kidneys, you can eat shit!”
