The Journey In Marvel Magician

Chapter 242 Chapter 240

Li Feng cast his eyes at Evan silently, patted the grass beside him, and motioned Evan to sit down and watch the stars with him: “Boy, do you know what it means to be seen by God and appear to talk to you in person?”

Evan’s eyes twitched, he looked at himself, then at Li Feng in his early 20s, and said angrily: “How old you are, you dare to call me ‘boy’.”

“Cut~” Li Feng curled his mouth in disdain, pulled out his mouth to the wild grass, and dangled Erlang’s legs and said: “Are you sure you want to be older than a magician?”

Evan was stunned: Yes, I almost forgot that this is a magician, the ghost knows that he is hundreds of years old now…..

Turning his eyes away from the grass, Evan, who is a clean freak, said that he should squat and complain with a hint of helplessness: “I also know that it is my honor for God to see me, but I can’t abandon my career for the sake of the Ark. Right…just moved to a new home and haven’t adapted to the new environment. The whole family is dependent on me to support me. I can’t make the children hungry…”

“You still help me contact God, and wait for me to complete this proposal to build the Ark,” Evan glanced at the toolbox and said: “At that time, I will only ask the engineering team to help build the Ark… ”

Before Evan’s words were finished, Li Feng faintly interrupted: “Boy, what the old man said is’you build the ark by yourself’. Do you think it is reasonable to ask the engineering team for help? …. In terms of speed, do you think engineering? Can the team compete with me? I knock out a naval fleet every minute, but do you see that I dare to use spells?… So I can’t even call servants now.”

Speaking of servants, Evan subconsciously recalled Kreacher who was genetically mutated, with a slight curiosity on his face. When he was about to ask what the magical world was like, he saw Li Feng got up and sat cross-legged on the grass, looking up and down. Asked: “You really don’t understand the meaning of God asking you to build an ark?”

Evan shook his head blankly. It was not that he had never thought about this problem. Except for the “change the world” prompted by God to make him vaguely understand, the rest of him is still at a loss, especially unable to figure out how to change the world and build an ark. What is the connection.

This is totally a matter of the NPC and CPPCC.

Unless the old man of God really wants to clean up the flood of mankind, then the world has indeed changed. After all, mankind has been drowned, isn’t it just changing the world.

The problem is that he still doesn’t believe that God will have a big flood.

Moreover, floods are not comparable to natural disasters such as earthquakes that cannot be predicted in advance. They cannot come silently. There will be some signs, such as typhoons, continuous rainfall, snowmelt floods, and so on.

But now it’s the age of science and technology, and predicting the future weather is not based on a meeting of the Meteorological Bureau and a show of hands. Could it be that the country has not been able to detect abnormal weather?

If so, why does the state invest money to the Meteorological Bureau every year? Do you raise rice bugs?

Seeing Evan’s bitter face and not knowing what he was thinking, Li Feng patted the other person on the shoulder, interrupted the other person’s thoughts, and reminded: “The Ark is not made by Noah, he built it with his family… “Li Feng lay down on the grass again, with his hands resting on the back of his head, and said: “Besides, Noah’s Ark is not a disaster story, it is a love story about trust.”

After speaking, Li Feng closed his eyes, showing off his guests with a “do not disturb” appearance.

“I heard the meaning of this version of you for the first time,” Evan smiled fakely, got up and walked home with the file in hand.

…..

In the early morning of the next day, Li Feng, who was still asleep, was awakened by a group of ‘tweeting’.

Li Feng rubbed his sleepy eyes and walked out of the tent. When he saw that a flock of birds was snatching his little wheat, Li Feng instantly felt sober.

Wheat is his only staple food at the moment. If this thing is eaten by birds, he can only eat wild vegetables in the days to come.

It’s fine if you can’t eat meat. If you can’t even eat big white buns, how can you live this day? ….

Thinking of this, Li Feng raised his hand and prepared to cast a spell to drive away the birds. Then he thought of Li Feng, who was unable to use magic, with a bitter face and waving his arms to drive away the birds. I will save some for making steamed buns in the future. Isn’t it OK if I distribute some to you?”

However, the number of bird flocks is a bit large, and because Li Feng does not speak birds, there is no bird who can take care of Li Feng, and he should still eat and pull….

Nothing, Li Feng could only pick up the sickle and mingled among the birds to rescue the big white steamed buns.

After finally harvesting the ripe wheat, Li Feng was already exuding a pungent stench.

It can’t be done. These birds have a strong backstage like God, so naturally they come how willful they are, what’s wrong with eating and pulling, and who’s in the way…

Looking at the bird feces on his body, Li Feng began to understand why God did not let Kreacher help wash the clothes. He was waiting for him here…

Yes, it won’t work if you don’t want to wash your clothes now.

Enduring the desire to’clean up’ on the clothes, Li Feng drooped his head and prepared to clean the clothes by himself. Evan, who was energetic in the distance, wore a fitted suit and walked towards the car with his head up and his chest up. A pair of successful people. The appearance of driving to work.

Li Feng looked up at the flock of birds in the sky, and at the various animals that appeared in pairs around him, silently lit a wax for Evan.

This hapless boy, God has ordered him to concentrate on building the ark. At this time, he dare to go out and surf? Does God want face? …. Deserve to be unlucky…

Sure enough, when Li Feng was about to grind the wheat into flour, Evan, whose suit was soaked in bird droppings, rushed to Li Feng angrily, and asked angrily: “What does he want to do, why does he make me embarrassed on important occasions? Ruined my life?”

Li Feng cast his eyes at Evan, and lowered his head to grind the baby wheat.

He could see that these wheats are a bit peculiar. Whether they need to be dried or not is a small problem. After all, the wheat is growing on the grass, so you still want to rely on science to analyze it. This is wheat grown by God.

It is peculiar because Li Feng perceives that there is a certain magic power in wheat. Although it is not clear what the magic power is, Li Feng understands that eating these wheat has his own benefits.

As for God’s desire to kill him by poisoning him with wheat, save time. God slapped himself to death with a slap. There is really no need to waste food.

After a while, Evan saw that Li Feng ignored him, turned and walked toward home like a decadent.

In the next few days, Li Feng got up amidst the sounds of birds, then snatched little wheat from the birds while they were eating and pulling, and then he naturally lifted water and scrubbed his clothes.

After the clothes are washed, breakfast is prepared, usually with wild vegetables and steamed buns.

After eating breakfast, Li Feng hid some of the wheat seeds and hulled the wheat with Kreacher. At about noon, the wheat was almost cleaned up.

After eating a meal of wild vegetable ramen or wild vegetable noodles, the master and the servant began to grind the wheat with a stone mill until the setting sun set, and the ground wheat was stored aside, and Li Feng began to follow Kreacher’s appearance to wrap up dumplings of various shapes …. Foods with skins and fillings should be called dumplings, right?

It’s horrible. I don’t know if God saw that Li Feng had eaten big white steamed buns, or he felt a bit annoying to hear him talking about eating meat all day long. He was going to teach Li Feng a lesson, except that he gave him a fish on the first day. For a few days, Li Feng didn’t let Li Feng see any fishy.

However, Li Feng didn’t care, because the magical wheat effect is a bit outstanding. In just a few days, his original belly is shrinking. If nothing happens, after he spends 2 years in the world of’Fake Gods’, Probably there will be a flat belly.

In addition, the purity of his own magic power has also increased. Li Feng estimated that he felt that when he left the world of the ‘fake god’, he might be able to try to regain the illusion of the general level.

This made Li Feng, who was so happy, hated every time he heard the birds chirping, he couldn’t wait to set up a machine gun on the grass to drive away the birds. Without these birds grabbing the wheat, he would be able to eat one more big white steamed bun every day. You can make more progress, eat and eat every day to increase your strength, just think about it.

Until a few days later, when the stored wheat was enough for Li Feng and Kreacher to eat for a month, Evan, wearing a shabby linen robe with a beard, found Li Feng and said, “Mr. Magician…”

“Austin, just call me Austin,” Li Feng grinned, pointing to Evan’s dress and smiled happily: “Boy, are you kicked out by your wife?”

Speaking of Li Feng, he opened his arms and greeted Evan: “Welcome to join the Savage Club… just like you, absolutely the leader of the tribe.”

Evan smiled awkwardly, and shook his head slightly and said, “That’s it, our family wants to invite you to dinner.” After a pause, Evan looked at Kreacher who was hiding behind Li Feng, half-squatting and said: “Also Kreacher.”

Hearing Evan’s dinner, Li Feng’s eyes lit up, and he said with joy: “Is there any wine? It’s boring to eat. It’s good to drink, especially iced beer to accompany peanuts. I can drink five cases.”

Evan: “…” Five cases of beer? You have a wine barrel…

What do you mean by peanuts? I don’t know if many Americans are allergic to this stuff…..I’m talking about inviting you to dinner, and it’s okay if you have something to do. Drinking is what’s going on, and how can I talk to you when I’m drunk….

With a sigh, Evan collapsed his shoulders as if discouraged, nodded and said, “Well, I’ll buy some beer later.”

After speaking, Evan turned and left.

Aside, Kreacher asked curiously: “Boss, didn’t you say Mr. Evan has a cleanliness? Why would you invite us?”

Li Feng shrugged and said with a smile: “It’s not you inviting me, but you…It is estimated that Evan was so annoyed by the old man that his family was ruined. You can only use your appearance to prove that the world has magic and God.”

“The so-called invitation is just to prove to his family that he is not crazy and that he is really the one chosen by God to build the Ark.”

As time passed by, night began to fall.

Li Feng led Kreacher to knock on Evan’s door.

Soon, Evan’s wife, Joan, opened the door and looked at Li Feng with a surprised expression.

Li Feng knew that the other party was surprised at his dress, but what could he do? Living the life of a savage, can’t cast spells, don’t have money to comb the haircut, and don’t have a bird spurting out of the hair.

Li Feng took out some amulets from his shoulder bag and said, “Good evening, I am Austin, and I was invited by your husband to drink… This is a small gift, I hope you like it.”