"This Junior Brother Ke... is so righteous!" In the crowd, a disciple of the Demon Sect said in an unclear tone.
Although the mainstream values of the Demon Sect are selfishness, if there are others who sacrifice themselves for others, then they are still very happy.
But looking at it from another angle, those who are not thick-skinned will inevitably feel that they are being compared particularly despicably, and naturally they will gnash their teeth at those who show noble sentiments.
"What's the point of being righteous? Isn't it because Elder Song is caring and supporting him? Otherwise, with his little ability, he would have been eaten alive. Can this big guy be caught by him?" Another disciple of the Demon Sect, as expected, said sourly. said in a tone of voice.
These words touched the hearts of many people, but no one retorted hypocritically. Instead, they all laughed tacitly.
"That's fine! I thought it was difficult enough to practice in the Demon Sect. You have to find connections for everything, guard against being deceived, or spend spiritual stones. Now that I'm in a different world, I can take a breath and not be fooled again. Grab your neck and trick me again." Someone said full of resentment.
But before the words came to fruition, the resentment in his stomach abandoned him first.
The grunting sound started to beat happily.
Then it was as if the tune of an orchestra was being played in unison.
The stomachs of everyone around him began to growl.
If you didn’t know better, you would have thought that a frog pond had been opened here.
"No! I can't bear it anymore!" A Demon Sect disciple jumped out of the crowd manically, rushed to Murong Yunting's side, half-knelt on the ground with his arms clasped in his fists.
"Disciple Zhao Tianlang, he has been a child of an Orion family since he was a child. He is best at hunting. He has been to even the coldest places and can find food by digging three feet into the ground. I also ask the elders to agree to let the disciple go find some food and bring it back. Otherwise, we will starve to death here before we understand the truth of being a demon." Zhao Tianlang knelt on the ground and said sincerely to Murong Yunting.
Previously, the elders had organized a group of disciples to go out to find food, but they have not returned yet.
At this time, someone asked for orders again. Murong Yunting only hesitated for a moment and said immediately: "Okay! If there is anyone else who wants to go together, please go with Zhao Tianlang. When you have food, you can fill your stomach first, and then Then bring back the surplus.”
This seems to be a very thoughtful thing to say.
But if anyone listens to the truth, just wait to die!
But Xue Wuliang seemed to be a reckless person. After hearing what Murong Yun heard, he was deeply afraid that his disciples would take it seriously, so he interpreted it without hesitation and said: "You grandsons, please listen to me. I'm looking for you. If anyone dares to steal food, I will skin him, sew him into a dog's belly, and let him eat shit for the rest of his life."
As soon as these words came out, those disciples who had originally intended to take the initiative to go out to look for food, restrained their hunger and stopped. You can tolerate being hungry, but you can’t tolerate eating shit!
It can be seen that these disciples are not hungry enough yet, and they are not completely hungry yet.
Murong Yunting sighed, the little loli's face was full of sadness.
Although his original words were a bit sinister, they still left room for error.
He would also beat the disciples who went out to look for food. These people would probably only eat a small part of the food they found to fill their stomachs.
At this time, Xue Wuliang's words were too harsh and there was no room for him.
The disciples naturally lost their motivation, and those who took the initiative to ask for help naturally disappeared.
Song Qingwen could only say: "I make the decision for Liang'er! Whoever brings back the most food will be included in the quota tonight."
These words made the remaining elders frown.
But after seeing the excited disciples around them, they all shut up and did not speak.
Then the look he looked at Xue Wuliang became dangerous.
Song Qingwen can't afford to offend him for the time being.
Xue Wuliang... Is it not easy to rectify it?
If it weren't for this guy's nonsense, why would he need a quota to motivate the disciples?
Sure enough, as soon as Song Qingwen's reward was issued, the Demon Sect disciples immediately became excited.
One after another, they asked for tassels to search for food.
In the end, Murong Yun listened to the selection of dozens of disciples who came from poorer backgrounds and asked them to go out in groups of five to look for food.
And tell them not to start internal strife in order to compete for credit.
Otherwise, they will be sent to another world afterwards, and the souls will be searched to find out the cause, and those who caused the trouble will be severely punished.
People who are not hungry don’t know.
You will understand when you are really hungry.
No matter how important the sect's affairs are, how to practice immortality, or what adventures there are in other worlds... none of them are as important as having a full stomach.
Time passed little by little.
The first batch of disciples searching from the small town returned.
Of course they left empty-handed.
As a wasteland world that has been post-nuclear for decades, it is too unreasonable to be able to easily find food that can be eaten in an abandoned town...
Even the world itself... is full of all kinds of irrationality.
"If it doesn't work, we can only wait until night. Let's go to the town together at night to see if we can pass through the distortion of time and space and enter the pre-nuclear world again, where we can solve the problem of food and clothing first..." Song Qingwen squeezed his eyebrows and said, He forced himself to hold back the roar that was about to come out of his stomach.
Gulu...!
After all, I couldn’t hold it back!
Ke Xiaoliang gained magic points again, with a bitter look on his face and a smile in his heart.
As the master of the world, Ke Xiaoliang, of course, cannot really be hungry like everyone else.
Of course, he also faked a few belly rumblings, just to make it look like they were real... and merged with everyone else's rumblings.
"Half of the town has been destroyed, but the number of people has more than tripled. I'm afraid... there aren't enough opportunities. To stabilize the disciples... I have to rely on you!" Murong Yunting said to Song Qingwen, at this moment Murong Yun The sound of frogs also croaked in my stomach.
Like Song Qingwen, this kind-faced and self-respecting elder of the Demon Sect provided Ke Xiaoliang with a wave of demonic value.
This inevitably gave Ke Xiaoliang even more bad thoughts.
For example... let this demon sect elder give him a wave of magic that is unique to women when they grow to a certain age, before he acquires more powerful extraordinary abilities and cuts off his physiological needs.
Or... popularize this kind of magic to benefit those demon sect disciples and righteous disciples who wear men as women.
From their shame and anger, a large amount of high-quality magic value is extracted.
Reverse reasoning, those disciples of the Demon Sect who wear women as men...especially the disciples of the righteous way, when they reach a certain age...shouldn't they get up in the morning and hold up the sky?
Occasionally I see something irritating, and if I can't hold it back for a moment, my underwear becomes sticky. It's awkward to walk in broad daylight, and I have to spread my legs apart?
"Well! It's an idea, it's a way. The so-called devil is hidden in the details. Sometimes what can harvest a lot of magic points is not necessarily those big operations or big scenes. Some small hidden methods and small details can also bring a lot of magic values. Surprise!" Ke Xiaoliang thought, and wrote down this idea in his little notebook.
At this time, Song Qingwen and Murong Yunting had no idea that they had been pressed on the chopping board and chopped into pieces several times.
Still discussing the issue of collecting food.
"What I'm worried about now is that half of the town has been destroyed and whether its original functions are still preserved." Song Qingwen said, holding his stomach.
"If this road is gone, the disciples who have been without food for two days may not be able to bear the hunger and some will choose to quit. Afterwards, no matter how we punish... it will be a setback for our Demon Sect's plan. damage."
Gululu...Song Qingwen simply squatted down, restraining his belly like this, which would make him feel better.
