Wasteland Farming is To Save

The latest website: Speaking of which, I really haven't cut down a tree for a long time, and I don't know if my hands are born.

Compared to fighting, Chen Wangping still prefers mining, cutting trees and farming.

As for the Ice Fire Swamp, it is necessary to go as soon as possible. Now the temperature is getting lower and lower every day, so go early and return early.

After arriving at the base, before he could go in, he heard a lot of chatter.

Looking at the sound, the golden eagle really caught more than 200 chickens, ducks, geese and birds back.

The giant guard robot dug a big pit together with the golden eagle. Looking at these wild beasts, it didn't know whether to kill it or continue to wait for its master to come back.

Chen Wangping took a simple scan and found that these chickens, ducks and geese are of high quality, all of them are fat, and they are delicious at a glance.

Perhaps also because of the high quality, there are many breedable individuals among them, and most of them are female.

When he found out that Chen Wangping was back, the golden eagle flew over triumphantly. Beep said Brother Ping, let's see if he can raise it. If he can't raise it, I will kill it all, put it in the oven and bake it together, and I will put away the carbon underneath.

Chen Wangping: "..."

He said how to look at this big pit, the more familiar it is, and it is a natural big oven.

"Let's make another pit on the side, there are not enough chicken sheds at home, let the ones who can breed wait two days."

Chen Wangping quickly screened out a large number of chickens, ducks and geese that could be farmed, counted the number, and counted the ones already at home. Now the total number of animals that can be raised at home is just 100.

It is a pity that these newly returned chickens, ducks and geese have no special effects, they can only be farmed, and the products can only be used as materials for ordinary food and life crystals.

Chen Wangping put them in the pit next to them one by one, sprinkled some feed and simply fed them. At the same time, he arranged the construction tasks and conveyor belts of the chicken coop.

After not cutting down trees for so long, the family's timber reserves are seriously insufficient, only enough to build five chicken coops.

It looks like it's time to cut down trees.

After the division, he looked at the big oven and was a little moved, and called the golden eagle to clean up the inside.

Now Jindiao is comparable to a complete hotel kitchen system.

With one wing, the processed white-striped chickens fly to the iron plate of the oven.

When the cauldron is made, the details will not be pursued.

Chen Wangping stood on it, sprinkled a large amount of salt and pepper powder on it, marinated for a while, lit the charcoal fire directly, covered it with a few large iron plates, and simmered it like this.

After a while, the strong aroma of barbecue came out from the gap of the iron plate.

Although the poultry oil is relatively small, there are hundreds of poultry in this pit.

After about an hour of roasting, Chen Wangping was about the same. He lifted the iron plate to check, and the chickens, ducks and geese all turned golden and golden, with crispy skin and tender meat.

He reached out and sprinkled a handful of chili powder and cumin powder, and smiled at the golden eagle: "Today you are a great hero. I will give you ten to choose."

The golden eagle was drooling for a long time. Hearing this, he quickly picked the ten largest, grabbed them, and returned to the bird's nest to enjoy them.

Chen Wangping also picked seven or eight birds with chopsticks and put them in the storage compartment, then placed all the roasted birds on the iron plate, carried them all over, and carried them to the back mountain.

Everyone in the back mountain had already smelled the aroma, and when they saw the golden food, they couldn't help but swallow.

Chen Wangping put more than 80 roasted birds in the middle, raised his hand to take out the wine he bought in the city earlier, and laughed: "Everyone has worked hard today, I have prepared a celebration feast for everyone, eat and drink!"

"it is good!"

"My benefactor is good at cooking! It's so fragrant!"

"This chicken is so fat, it must be delicious!"

"Thank you my benefactor!"

Everyone in the volcano tribe said, but none of them took it first, and they all looked at Chen Wangping eagerly.

Xiao Fang also came back for a while, he smiled and persuaded: "Brother Chen, you eat first, if you don't have the rockets you made for the big guy, where will we get the fighting power, you are the first credit."

Chen Wangping was a little helpless, smiled, stretched out his hand to pull off a chicken leg, and chewed it, "The taste is not bad, I didn't waste anything, let's eat it while it's hot."

Seeing that Chen Wangping ate it, everyone picked it up one after another, and all of them ate their mouths full of oil, and the scene was hot for a while.

Chen Wangping ate for a while, and called Xiao Fang to explain: "I may have to go out tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. Now that the spiritual hall has been destroyed, the Zerg has no successor. , all the way to the vicinity of the volcano to collect sulfur."

Xiao Fang pulled the chicken wings and nodded, "No problem, Brother Chen, don't worry."

Chen Wangping nodded, had a full meal, returned to the base to take a shower, and fell asleep on the bed.

There is so much going on today.

He was asleep, but Ling Mie, the master of the main hall of the Spirit Palace, thousands of miles away, couldn't sleep.

As early as the moment the second hall master died, he already knew the result.

the reason is simple.

Ling Mie implanted his own control mental power in the main body of the second hall. Originally, he planned to use the body of the second hall master as a host to cultivate his spiritual power, and then take it back to improve the realm after the melon is ripe.

But now, the melon has been split and gone.

Ling Mie wanted to know who killed the second hall master.

Is it the waste Tang Huo Niu from the place where the fire originated? Or the frequently unexpected Chen Wangping?

But he also knew that he would never know for a while.

The Land of Thunder Origin will be closed in a few days.

Once you go out by yourself, you will definitely not be able to come back before the closure.

The land of Leiyuan will have a big change in the spring of next year. It has been arranged for many years, so you can't just miss it.

Ling Mie hatred gritted his teeth, but he could only hold back.

His teeth were almost crushed by himself, and there was blood on them when he spat out.

...

the next day.

The first thing Chen Wangping did when he woke up was to turn on the radio.

【Weather forecast】

Tomorrow, the whole land will drop sharply, with freezing rain and snow, and the wind will be two to three.

【Tips for Wasteland】

The land of ice and snow is not terrible. What is terrible is ignorance. As long as the temperature is guaranteed, it is easy to step on ice and snow.

【Indescribable reminder】

The strong can't stand the feeling of stagnation

【The sound of the wind】

"Tang Huo Niu, Chen Wangping, you all wash your necks in Huo Niu City and wait. When this seat leaves the land of Leiyuan in the spring, I will kill you all!"

After hearing the voice brought by the wind, Chen Wangping was no longer afraid.

Shut down, right?

Retreat is very good, as long as you don't come out and make trouble, you can close it as you like.

spring? In the spring, maybe all the nuclear weapons will come out.

Looking back at the weather forecast information, Chen Wangping found that the temperature outside had indeed dropped significantly, and he quickly pulled the firehide over his body, which dispelled some of the cold.

"It would be nice if I could wear a down jacket on such a cold day."

Just thinking about it, Chen Wangping suddenly discovered that there were more than 500 first-level life crystals.

"Would you like to upgrade and try it?"

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