Spiritual thoughts are like water and wind, and they penetrate everywhere, but they can't be used to attack. It's a pity, wait!Attack with divine sense?

Maybe it's not that it can't attack, but that Sanwazi has never tried.After having this idea, Sanwazi began to try to attack mosquitoes with his spiritual thoughts, but unfortunately the mosquitoes were too small, and his spiritual thoughts enveloped him too much, just like a fishing net trying to catch mosquitoes, he couldn't catch them no matter what.

But this is not a problem. After trying a few times, Sanwazi began to try to compress the spiritual thoughts, and each time the spiritual thoughts were like a rising tide, covering them all at once.

It's the same this time, he can't control it at all, it seems impossible to shrink the divine sense to the size of a pinhole, but Sanwazi keeps experimenting like he is obsessed, and he has realized that this will affect his future. Importance, as a wood-type cultivator, he doesn't have much attack power. If he succeeds this time, history may have to be rewritten.

In constant trials, Sanwazi discovered that divine thoughts could really be compressed, but only to a very low degree. With a little bit of effect, he did not give up at all and continued to compress.

Before he knew it, it was already daytime, and the beautiful boy was still sleeping soundly, still sucking on the pacifier, the milk in it was sucked up by him in the middle of the night, and the pacifier was deformed after biting.

Sanwazi didn't sleep all night, and his spirit was a little atrophied. The people in the base were different from them. They had to get up early and go out to work before they could eat. There are only two meals a day, and it’s porridge, almost water and no rice, and good-looking people, both men and women, are used as women, and only those who are not good-looking and have a bad figure are left behind. living, some are even old, weak, sick and disabled.

This is the end of the world, cruel and cold.

Everyone in the room was gone, and their movements were very small, so except for Sanwazi, the handsome man didn't know it at all.

Sanwazi stayed up all night, and now he is so sleepy that he barely uses his spiritual thoughts to cover the door to prevent the damn mosquitoes from coming in. Now even the mosquitoes have mutated, and they look like bees. Who can bear it? The underground is somewhat damp, so a lot of lime and realgar are sprinkled around the base, so generally these insects, mosquitoes and the like will not come in.

There are many people in the big base, there are many people with supernatural powers, and there are more advanced people with supernatural powers. There are hundreds of people with space supernatural powers alone. So it is normal to collect some things that are not usually used, but it is a pity to lose them.

Small bases are different. The circle is small, and it is difficult to support oneself, let alone support others. It is considered kindness not to drive these ordinary people out.

Sanwazi sighed a little. Fortunately, he is not an ordinary person, but if he is a space power user, he must be exposed, and he must not be kind. Here, we must thank the big base for helping him cultivate beautiful men, otherwise it would be a real life to bring a bottle of oil. It's impossible.

Sanwazi was so sleepy that he fell asleep after finishing his divine thoughts. The divine thoughts enveloped the entire room like water and drove away the flies inside. When the flies outside came in, they would sink into the water and get stuck in mid-air.

It was already noon when Sanwazi woke up, he released his spiritual thoughts, just in time to see the beautiful man making medicine, he was greedy while cooking, but found no one around, he carefully lifted the lid, picked up a spoon and took a sip, because he was greedy , His spoon was very full, and stuffed into his mouth together, his face changed. It was not enough to spit out a few mouthfuls, and he wanted to spit out all the food he ate yesterday.

Sanwazi couldn't help laughing out loud, beautiful men always bring him joy, even in the harsh last days.

Realizing that the medicine was not good, the beautiful man stopped his greedy mouth and concentrated on watching the soup, without blinking his eyes, his serious appearance amused San Wazi.

Because there was no firewood, the whole process of boiling the medicine was done by the beautiful man with supernatural powers. Two bricks were piled up with a small spark underneath.

This beautiful man who always likes to be lively and longs to grow two wings to fly out is in a hurry. He takes medicine every day. He is dishonest. He will be attracted by ants on the ground and flies by passing by. After the mutated ants no longer eat humans The leftovers that fall, because no one will drop leftovers, even if they fall, they will pick them up immediately and continue to eat, so ants now eat human flesh, zombie flesh, or dead humans. There are not many other things in the last days, and corpses are the most , people suffer and die every day.

Mosquitoes are blood suckers, but now they are getting worse, and they suck the blood of different types. Some of them even suck the blood of infected people, and then they will infect other people, making others sick, without exception. will die.

Basically, ordinary people can't live as long as they are injured, and supernatural beings can be healed if they are injured. After all, they still have the accumulation left by the past.Ordinary people don't have enough to eat every day, so where does the accumulation come from? If you are sick and can't work, you will have nothing to eat. If you don't eat, you will become weaker and weaker, in an endless cycle, and eventually die.

The beautiful man was bitten by an ant, and the ant swayed around like he was drunk, and finally fell to the ground and convulsed. He also sighed, "It's too unfriendly."

Everyone went out to work, and only Sanwazi and the pretty boy were still there. The medicine was finally boiled and gave off a strong medicinal fragrance, and the pretty boy was still attracted by the ants.

Sanwazi couldn't help reminding him, "The medicine is gone."

The handsome man was shocked, he pouted, and ran to see the medicine, he was about to take it down in a hurry, when suddenly a towel was covering his head, the beautiful man pulled it off and used it, needless to say, the towel must have been thrown by Sanwazi of.

He took the medicine and walked halfway, when a mosquito suddenly appeared in front of him. The mosquito swayed in front of him, swaying to the left for a while, and then to the right for a while.

The eyeballs followed the mosquito for a while, then turned to the right, and then turned into cross-eyed. After looking at it for a while, I found that the mosquito hadn't done anything for a long time?Impatient with waiting, he ate the mosquito in one gulp, and spit it out again after a while.

He grimaced and grinned, realizing that mosquitoes were not good to eat until it was too late.

Sanwazi laughed secretly, he just didn't cook for the beautiful boy for a day, so he was so hungry that he even ate mosquitoes and got drunk.

But today he is not going to cook for the handsome boy, but to teach the handsome boy to cook by himself, so that he will have a good fortune in the future. The third child has a good plan, so he doesn't know if the handsome boy can do it?

The handsome man brought the medicine into the room and put it on the table. Seeing Sanwazi wake up, he immediately put on a flattering expression, "I'm starving to death, let's cook."

Sanwazi patted his legs, "I'm sick, I haven't cooked in the future."

"(#Д)" The beautiful man's expression was like this, and after a while he asked again, "Is cooking fun?"

"It's fun, chopping vegetables, washing pots, and cooking are so much fun." Sanwazi replied with a smile.

"Really?" The handsome man was a little skeptical.

"Really, have I lied to you?"

"It seems... not." The last sentence stopped under San Wazi's threatening eyes, and changed words.

"I'll make it simple for you first, so let's make noodles!" Anyway, there is no one, Sanwazi and the beautiful man entered the space together, and taught the beautiful man how to cook in the space, "First, you have to fill the pot with water, it doesn't have to be so full , just the two of us."

"Aren't you going to feed them?" the beautiful man turned around and asked.

"We are just passers-by, and we can't help for a while. It's better to feed them than the guy who feeds them. They don't have supernatural powers, so they can't go hunting or looking for supplies, but if everyone practices martial arts, it won't be a problem. .

Anyway, I will be idle during this period of time. I will teach them how to practice martial arts, so that everyone can go hunting.Don't go down now... Forget it, just go down!At best it's not tasty. "San Wazi saw the handsome man grabbed a handful of dry noodles and went down with his sharp eyes. The foodie took advantage of his inattention to eat a lot, "Don't think I didn't see it, you eat so much, you will be finished if you can't eat it later. "

"It's enough to eat, I haven't eaten two meals." The beautiful man counted with his fingers.

"If possible, make some seasonings, such as smashing the garlic, adding some water and pouring it on the noodles. After the noodles are cooked, rinse them with cold water. The weather is so hot and it's uncomfortable to eat hot."

"Oh." The handsome man is quite enthusiastic about cooking, and the most important thing is that he can eat while cooking, and when the noodles are cooked through, a small half of the pot is missing.

Sanwazi doesn't care, just let him eat like this, why is he willing to work so hard if he doesn't give him some benefits, the handsome man is quite talented, the first time he does it well, the key is that he has supernatural powers, and the supernatural powers have arrived. In the state of sending and receiving, I don’t forget to use supernatural powers when cooking, and I don’t need to do anything by myself. As soon as the thought comes, the spatula will move by itself.

It is easier for him to cook than Sanwazi, and Sanwazi has to fly up and down to do it himself.

After making it, it smells delicious, and it tastes good. It's not like other people's Xiaoshou, who cooks it for the first time and makes it into a paste. It's so stupid.

After eating and drinking the medicine, Sanwazi decided to go for a walk. He had been limping for several days, and his butt was numb.

Finding a stick at random, San Wazi decided to go to the base to have a look. After all, he was going to live here for a period of time in the future, so it was impossible not to know much about it.

The people here are very busy, no one is his guide, only the beautiful man helps him to go shopping, everyone is busy with their own affairs, there is no trading hall here, only everyone gathers to exchange things every Monday, they Unfortunately, today is not Monday, tomorrow is.

The strange thing is that Sanwazi feels that their emotions are wrong. It stands to reason that they can't get enough to eat after working non-stop every day. Their emotions should be painful and complaining, but everyone is in high spirits.

After asking someone, I found out that they always said that Brother Chen would come back tonight, and they also said that they would come back the day before Monday every time.

It can be seen how important this brother Chen is to them, as if he is not afraid of any difficulties, he remembered Huzi's words, Brother Chen is a good person, and in the last days, good people don't live long.

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