Even with the blessing of internal power and overlord power, it will not work.

Forty old sows gave birth to 520 piglets.

Wang Dong sets all the piglets to feed their milk, and also prevents the old sow from suppressing the piglets.

This job is really not done by humans.

Wang Dong didn't close his eyes all night.

After dawn, Wang Dong breathed a sigh of relief.

Little guys, welcome to Wangjiazhuang.

Set foot on the land of Daqin!

After Meng Li got up, he rushed over.

"But, the food you bought yesterday will be fed to these old sows."

When Meng Li heard this, he almost sat on the ground.

Prodigal! Prodigal!
Chapter completed!