My Fish Pond in the City Connects Thousands of Worlds

Wilder shook his head, he didn't tell Chen Feng the very dark answer in his heart, this guy who was still like a blank sheet of paper.

After Chen Feng rested for a while, he was finally able to sit up reluctantly. After he was able to do it, Chen Feng also felt a little bored and bored, so he said to Wilder: "Is your injury okay? Did you see that you vomited blood?"

Wilder said with a smile: "The blood that was spit out has been replenished."

Chen Feng nodded and said: "You take the gun, go down and have a look, what supplies are left, clean them up, maybe you can use them when you go home later."

go home?He actually still wanted to go home. Wilder couldn't help but be filled with longing after hearing the word "go home". Who doesn't want to go home?

However, with Chen Feng's ability to kill king-level beasts, maybe he really has something to look forward to when he returns home. Thinking of this, Wilder quickly picked up his gun and walked towards that passage.

After Wilder left, Chen Feng felt his body was exhausted again, and he fell asleep again with his head tilted.

"Xiao Feng, Xiao Feng. Are you finally awake?"

A very familiar female voice came to Chen Feng's ears. Chen Feng slowly opened his eyes and carefully looked at the woman's face. It looked familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was.

This girl looks about 20 years old, she is very beautiful, it can be said that she is more beautiful than all the village beauties that Chen Feng has seen in Shiliba Village.

But why did she call her so intimately?Chen Feng didn't know.

Then another very handsome young man appeared in front of Chen Feng, and also called Chen Feng's name, but Chen Feng couldn't remember who this man was anyway.

Immediately afterwards, faces that looked both familiar and unfamiliar appeared in front of Chen Feng, calling Chen Feng's name, Chen Feng only felt a stabbing pain in his head, and quickly closed his eyes.

When Chen Feng opened his eyes again, he felt as if he was in the middle of the clouds, the clouds around him kept receding, and he was stepping on a round shield under his feet, looking around, suddenly a plane flew by and the people under his feet The shield also suddenly accelerated, racing against the plane.

He only felt a burst of fear, and then fell headlong down.

Immediately after traveling under the clouds, Chen Feng reappeared in a group of palaces on a high mountain, and he was constantly flipping through some ancient thread-bound books. The contents inside seemed to be some ancient martial arts secret skills, but the speed of his flipping through Chen Feng It was too late to write it down, but he always felt that it had already been remembered in his heart.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Feng realized that he was exuding a golden light, as if he had been visited by many people, and many people kept praying to him, especially the one who begged the most; and he also appeared in a courtyard to teach these strangely dressed people martial arts moves; Someone appeared in a forest to teach the primitive people there how to survive...

The scene made Chen Feng have a splitting headache, but he didn't know what happened. Finally, he woke up again, and suddenly realized that he was sitting on the Brooklyn Bridge, fishing with a metal fishing rod in his hand.

There was no bait placed on the hook, but Chen Feng directly threw it into the water, and then the water surface suddenly rolled up a vortex, and the hook and fishing line disappeared into the river without a trace.

"Chen Feng, Chen Feng?" As if someone was patting him on the shoulder, Chen Feng woke up again. It turned out that everything just now was a dream!

"Ah! Wilder, I just had so many strange dreams." Chen Feng sat up in shock and said to Wilder.

Wilde nodded and said, "I know, I just heard your call vaguely from below, and when I came up, I found you sleeping. Wait, this is a fishing rod in your hand?"

"What fishing rod?" Chen Feng couldn't help laughing. He just wanted to mock Wilder for dreaming and interconnected dreams with what he did, but when he looked at his hand, he suddenly found that there was an extra fish in his hand. pole.

The shape of this fishing rod is the same as the fishing rod that just appeared in my dream!what 's wrong?Wasn't it just a dream?Or is this dream leading to another reality?

Chen Feng didn't know, and Wilder shook his head again and again. After all, there are too many unsolved mysteries in this world.

However, this fishing rod is still too long, it is not very convenient to carry, and it is not like the contemporary fishing rod that can be stretched and put into the bag, it is directly integrated.

This thing suddenly appeared in the hand, it must be something extraordinary, it must not be thrown away, but it is really troublesome to carry it.

At this time, the fishing rod seemed to have sensed Chen Feng's thoughts, and it became blurred for a while, and turned into a retractable fishing rod.

However, Wilder didn't notice this so-called change. Only Chen Feng noticed it. Chen Feng put away the fishing rod, put it aside and asked, "How is the situation next?"

Only then did Wilder come back to his senses, and quickly said: "There are still a lot of rats down there, but they can no longer pose any threat. Without the rat king, they only know how to scurry away.

There are a total of twelve storage rooms, each of which stores a large amount of supplies. Let me cover this blanket for you first. Clothes like this kind of blanket occupy one storage room, and the rest of the medicines occupy two. Storage room, three storage rooms for distilled water, these are materials that have not been damaged by rats.As for the other six rooms, there are some canned biscuits and other grains, which have been ruined beyond recognition by these mice, and there are not too many that can be sorted out. "

There was still canned food, Chen Feng couldn't help but stare his eyes wide, his saliva couldn't help but flow out, today he just ate some Weld's roasted meat and some biscuits, and he was already hungry by now.

Wilder handed Chen Feng a can of beef, and then said: "These mice should have a strict hierarchy. The storage rooms where the biscuits are stored are beast-level and beast-level mice. There are a huge number of them, so the preserved biscuits There are more than 20 boxes left, and there is only Shuwang in the storage room for the cans, so it is not too messy, and there are still more than [-] cans.”

Chen Feng was immediately shocked when he heard about it. He didn't expect that so many supplies cost tens of thousands, and he really picked them up.

Chapter 715 Recovery

Chapter 715 Recovery

No wonder no king-level beast was found in other places, but a king-level beast was found in this small bridge pier, and the king-level beast turned out to be a mouse.

Chen Feng can figure it out if he thinks about it carefully. After all, other animals still have to hunt and make a living, and the rest of the time can be used to increase their strength. And these mice are sitting on such a treasure, and they only need to eat, drink, drink and sleep every day. Spend more time absorbing those invading auras, who will become king if such a happy mouse doesn't become king?

Thinking that there are still more than 20 cans of canned food, Chen Feng is not stingy with this can of beef. Although these supplies have passed for decades, there is no sign of corruption at all, which can be said to be a miracle.

Thinking about it carefully, first, the storage environment is better. Although it is a bit humid here, the storage room is very dry. The dark and dry conditions are conducive to extending the shelf life.Canned food and compressed biscuits are extremely easy to store, but the most important point is that the invasion of aura-like energy directly returns these foods that are on the verge of spoilage to their original taste.

After Chen Feng and Wilder tasted this can, they couldn't help but feel as if they had returned to the human world, after all, this is a taste that can only be found in the human world.

The two ate an average of three or five cans of canned food with the biscuits, and then they touched their stomachs and exclaimed happily: "Shu Tan!"

After recovering some physical strength, Chen Feng was finally able to stand up reluctantly. Although the muscles on his body were still a little sore, after supplementing with high-protein beef, the soreness of the muscles recovered quickly.

Wilder looked at Chen Feng in surprise. Judging from his many years of experience, in such a situation where all the muscles in his body have been stimulated, he would not be able to get out of bed within ten days and a half months, but Chen Feng did not take half a day. You can walk around the wall slowly.

The joy in his heart is even stronger. Indeed, the changes since this day are beyond his imagination. Before, he could only eat some bone marrow behind the backs of strong beasts. Even if he could eat some meat, he was lucky to meet a fallen beast. For a single beast-level animal, the occasional biscuits were bought by him in exchange for his life in the hunting team.

Who would have thought that in just one day, he not only tasted the blood and meat at the level of beasts, but also ate the long-lost canned beef. He thought that from now on, following Chen Feng, he could spend his whole life in this jungle without any worries. Unexpectedly, Chen Feng even aroused his wish to go home that he had given up for three years.

When Wilder was still in a daze, he suddenly heard Chen Feng ask: "Are those things safe here?"

Wilder nodded repeatedly and said: "It's safe, very safe. I'm afraid no one will come here in a short time except us, and those people in Brooklyn know that there is a rat king here, so if they have a few courages, they will all come here." Won't be coming back."

Chen Feng nodded, pondered for a moment and then said: "Although it is safe, we still need to keep these things well. These things are the capital for us to go home."

Wilder nodded heavily. Although he knew that there were thousands of difficulties and obstacles on the way home, when Chen Feng said this, it seemed that those difficulties and obstacles would eventually turn into paper tigers.

"I'm going to gather those things together and find an undamaged storage room to keep them safe."

Wilder immediately took action, and he moved vigorously. Even without Chen Feng's confession, he still wanted to hide these things. If Chen Feng didn't let him discover these treasures, he would even be willing to hide them for the rest of his life. Inside no longer come out.

But now with Chen Feng, these materials were endowed with a layer of hope, the hope of returning home.

And Chen Feng used two guns as crutches temporarily, found a length of rope and a bucket on the wall, leaned on the guns and walked out, he also wanted to do something within his power.

There are still a large number of biscuits that have been torn and bitten by mice. These biscuits are very sticky when mixed with water, and they can still paste the wall so that other passers-by can't see the clues.

Chen Feng is still a little confident in this skill. You must know that he used to build houses for other people to make a living for a long time.

It's just that he was mainly a small worker at that time, mainly moving some bricks and so on, but he also knew some of the work of these big workers.

Just do it, Wilder kept sorting out the cracked biscuit packaging, while Chen Feng relived the biscuit into sticky dough, and covered the broken bricks next to it one by one.

Although his body was a little sore from throwing it, Chen Feng finally cleaned up everything below after Wilder cleaned it up, and filled up the big hole that the Mouse King knocked out.

Looking at the wall with a slightly different color from the wall next to it, Wilder couldn't help giving Chen Feng a thumbs up and said, "Awesome!"