God-level foodie desert island survival

"Heh, I can't explain anything, not being able to measure myself is the best explanation, I know from the fact that he has been motionless since he put two big nets on his back, he is just pretending to bluff the woman, I really think I am Superman, you can't even see this kind of clown farce?"

That's right, I also wanted to say it a long time ago, this so-called world No. 1, from beginning to end, is performing extremely exaggerated performances, although I don't know how he managed to hide the food while eating, but the trick will always be exposed one day, and now he needs to speak with strength, and he can only pretend.

"The normal weight of an adult is 9-11 kilograms. I dare to say that even if he can walk in this state, it will not exceed 100 meters, and it is really irrational for a contestant to do this kind of performance, regardless of the great harm that may be brought to the body.

As if hearing the criticism of those black fans in the live broadcast room, Tang Ming really sat back in place. The weight was huge, and the whole ground seemed to tremble.

"No!"

Looking at the back basket behind him, Tang Ming shook his head.

"I've told you everything, this is too heavy, don't be reckless, just don't listen, let me see if I have twisted my waist!"

Shu Yiting snorted and came over to check Tang Ming's body. found that Tang Ming reached out and lifted the last big bag of cassava, and with a bang, it was stacked on top of the previous two bags.

"Isn't it no, why are you still piling them together?"

Shu Yiting was puzzled.

"I said no, it's too light, if you run for this little thing more, it's a complete waste of time!" Tang

Ming took out two ropes, tied the third bag of cassava together, and in order to prevent the stretcher from breaking, he also tied the stretcher a few times like a package.

He then grabbed a few handfuls of soft hay on the ground, kneaded them in two, and placed them on his shoulders, and put his arms through the stretcher straps again to hold the grass balls in place.

"Oh my God, you're still here!" This

time, Shu Yiting was really frightened, three bags of cassava, at least more than 500 catties. Just Tang Ming's small body ......

"Stop me!"

Couldn't care about anything else, Shu Yiting hurriedly went to pull the other party.

What greeted her was Tang Ming's snort, and the entire cassava mountain stopped in mid-air as he got up.

"It's about the same this time!"

Shaking his shoulders, feeling the weight on his body, just within the admittable range, Tang Ming nodded with satisfaction.

"I'll take the heavy ones, it's okay for you to carry those scattered small net bags, right?"

Turning around, Tang Ming said to Shu Yiting.

"No...... No problem, you ...... Are you sure you're moving?"

Shu Yiting's jaw was about to drop. Stammered.

"It's okay! Hurry up and get it, let's go back first, and strive to get more goods today!" Tang

Ming shook his head indifferently, took a step, and walked towards the road he came.

During the action, a clear line of footprints was left on the ground, and where it passed, all the weeds were trampled to pieces.

The domineering steps, not only Shu Yiting, but even the monkey king on the tree couldn't maintain a light and breezy posture, and his monkey eyes widened.

In the live broadcast room, everyone was silent, just watching Tang Ming walk forward for hundreds of meters without hurry before he suddenly exploded.

"I'm a grass, who the fuck told me, what the fuck is called a fucking show

!" "What about those sunspots just now, hurry up, it's time to find faults, come and explain to us again, what is self-explanatory

?" "Also, explain again, what is it that you can't do when you need to use strength!"

"This is called God! What kind of bullshit god of war, is it worthy of using god words? Take it funny, right?"

This is called strength, my blood is boiling when I see it, no, I have to find something to memorize. "

Brother, do you want to call an ambulance for you first?"

"You don't need to call an ambulance, just notify the funeral home directly

!" "Don't be funny, won't anyone find out about another terrible thing?" This Nima is carried back, it's the harvest!" "That's right, didn't

there be a sunspot before that their team had started harvesting, and the scum god said that it was very stressed." "

The latest battle report, the God of War Group, from morning to now, add another 10 catties of seafood and wild fruits. A comparison of cattle.

"There is also the temporary third combination in the world, and now it has also harvested nearly 40 catties, which is less than five catties worse than the God of War group. Congratulations.

"The fourth in the world, the German tank corps, harvested 35 catties of various ingredients, and it is still growing steadily. For

a while, the major undercover agents in the live broadcast room of the scumbag god spoke one after another, and the battle report came.

"Wow, it's all so powerful, how can you get it, the top ten add up to more than half of the harvest of the scum god, and I'm worried about the scum god.

"Now my heart is extremely heavy, and I pray silently, hoping not to be overtaken. "

Yes, brothers, cheer up the scum god, and carry it back to be called a harvest, for the time being, we are still close to ten catties behind the other people's god of war combination." "

The scum god goes out on the expedition and does not grow a single grass, the scum god opens his mouth and has nothing, the scum god does it, I have it in the world! Brothers, the new slogan is shouted. "

The scum god goes out to fight without a single grass, the scum god opens his mouth and has nothing, the scum god does it, I have it in the world!" Looking

at the man who walked like a hill, the entire live broadcast room was infected by a surging atmosphere, and the neat slogan matched Tang Ming's pace, and the number of viewers in the live broadcast room soared again.

At the same time, a comment with the slogan The World's Strongest Man Rushed to the first place in the program's forum.

And the weird thing is that this time, among the tens of millions of comments, there is not a single black fan in sight.

Because, it is completely black and black, and in the face of absolute power, even the most professional sailors can't find any reason to be black.

Compared with the harvest, the harvest of people just getting up for ten minutes is almost the world-class level, not to mention the cassava mountain behind which is like Mount Tai.

Compared to strength, how many times do your other teams have to run, and how much time do you waste to complete the carrying capacity of other people's trips?Compared to

the speed, the picking speed of the tool monkey full of trees and Tang Ming's monster is completely desperate.

Than courage, it is a monster who dares to confront a leopard with a kitchen knife.

Things seem to be back to square one, the only thing they can expect is that this monster will lose again, but even the most optimistic black fans have no expectations for Tang Ming's defeat this time.

Nima's harvest of less than six or seven hundred catties in the morning, even if Tang Ming can defeat again, he can't catch up with his creativity.

The world is silent.

Tang Ming, on his side, didn't feel much shock to himself at all. At this moment, he turned back in disgust and urged: "Why are you walking so slowly, do you want me to help you get some?"