Send away Song Cheng, Zhang Zihao, Xu Meimei, Chef Xu and others who have become familiar with each other. There are fewer and fewer people left on the island. In the past few days, Scythe Hand has played Deja Vu several times. Yan Returns, but unfortunately the guard
In addition to the people on the suspension bridge, there was also Miss Qiu. Not only did she not succeed, but she left a dozen corpses behind.
[Craftsman Master Wang: Damn it, Teacher Cang, I saw a large pile of walking corpses in the shape of a butt on the side. Is this a mark left by you? 】
【Cang:...】
Gan Liniang, that’s the same peach shape as Laozi Kongdao, peach shape!!
Lao Wang drove two sky islands that together covered an area of 4 square kilometers, posing like a famous hero with a fluttering red scarf on the front crossbow turret.
"Your hero, your savior, is coming - ah, where are the people??"
"gone."
"What a waste of expression..."
Lao Wang got a stretcher and came out, and the two of them carefully carried Da Leizi into the stilted building.
He looked Li Cang and Li Laixi up and down: "Good guys, I have never seen you two in such a mess in my life. May I ask what have you been going through these days?"
"Some trivial things." Cang, the track boss, replied.
The more than 30 people who followed him to the island looked at each other in confusion - can it be called a trivial matter if it is so dangerous?
"Hey, you guys, you have to work when you get to the island. My island is not very fast. As for the piles of corpses left by Teacher Cang, you can move as many as you can as soon as you pass by, you know?" Lao Wang squinted at the group of people.
People said, "Also, there is no room for you to waste in the building. If you see those mountains of lumber, find a nook and cranny to build a shack. You are not allowed to go to the island next door. Raise your hands if you don't understand!"
A group of people nodded like garlic.
When you get to someone else's island, you naturally have to follow their rules. This big guy looks like Brother Zhi, who is not easy to mess with. It's better to talk less. They have already prepared to find their own island and pass the jump point.
The worst-case scenario for going to 3/7 base, what do these bad words mean?
Little did they know that this guy Lao Wang was mainly thinking about their mental health - nothing else, the main thing was that the SAN value of serious people on Li Cang's island would really go crazy!
The big corpse brother and the three blond and blue-eyed corpse girls finally met, but the big corpse brother just glanced at them and disappeared without showing any more humane expression, which made Li Cang very disappointed.
Tai Xiaoyi was so frightened by Li Laisi's injury that she screamed and hurriedly rushed to the underground shelter without caring about Li Cang.
Not long after, the young lady came back with two large bags of things, but Li Laisi was almost frightened out of her mind.
"This, what is this..."
"You'll have a lot of nourishing soup in the future!"
"I don't..."
Tai Xiaoyi didn't listen to what she said at all: "This is a pigeon that was beaten with a clamp a few days ago. This is a wild black wolfberry. The quality is very good, but it is a bit frostbitten. This is dried Codonopsis pilosula slices. This is...
"
There are all kinds of supplements and food ingredients, and Li Leisi only feels that life is dark.
She can reject the gentle and virtuous young lady, but she cannot reject Li Cang, who has an even darker heart and darker hands.
This guy would really attach a bit and a funnel to her mouth, and he would pour soup and tonics into it while taunting and taunting her! He wouldn't mind even taking a rolling pin and pounding food into her mouth!
Before his buttocks were even warm, Li Cang dropped all the dead brothers, dead sisters, and the more than thirty survivors off the island to transport the corpses.
He himself came to the gate of the mill in a hurry: "Hey, it's okay, there is still hope!"
The mill is qualified to operate independently. As Li Cang guessed, it has not been banned along with the prayer interface, and its basic functions are still there.
If lifeforms with a health value greater than "-1" were not allowed to enter, he actually wanted to throw Dalei Zi directly in...
Well, it's an independent space over there, maybe you can summon Lilith!
After Li Cang returned to the empty island, the time limit for derailment sanctions naturally began to count down, leaving them only 59 minutes and 59 seconds to move the body.
"Damn it, everyone else has 72 hours, so the one who gets on the track is no longer a human being?"
Complaints are complaints, work still needs to be done.
Thousands of heavily armored zombies, nearly 30 scythe hands, as well as 953 coins from morning glory collected during the chaos and later, this is all the income.
"How much area have we lost on our air islands?"
"Uh," Lao Wang scratched his head, "0.45 square kilometers, mainly because my island is squeezed by two floating mountains, but your side is fine - by the way, why was Big Leizi injured so badly?"
"It was like a crusher during the transmission. She suffered internal injuries caused by being crushed by various geological debris. Now the injuries on the bones have basically healed, and the internal organs...I guess it will take a long time..."
"Uh," Lao Wang continued to scratch his head, "Really or not, when I came out, I didn't..."
"Shut up!"
"..."
Li Cang expressed his rejection of all words related to luck. Just thinking about this made him feel a dull pain in his phantom limb.
Lao Wang smiled awkwardly, instantly regained his true character as a king, and winked.
"How many bases?"
"Can't you just be a fucking human being?"
"Hey, Da Leizi ran out in a swimsuit when the accident happened, and now she has even changed into her original clothes! Couldn't she have changed it by herself if she was so seriously injured? Shete, you can't...be worse than a pig or a dog.
you..."
"?"
"Oh, worse than a beast."
"..."
Li Cang had no time to chat with him.
Under the horrified gaze of more than 30 outsiders, nearly 2,000 heavily armored zombies and dozens of sickle hands were all resurrected, lined up in a neat line, and started to stagger back to the grave.
It cannot be extracted, decomposed, or forged. The function of the mill is basically only to make No. 1 and No. 2 dog legs.
"The dog-legged ones are a bit weaker than the heavily armored walking zombies..."
There are so many zombies on the archipelago that they can wipe out the land, and now the derailment and sanctions are unavoidable. Li Cang believes that his concerns are necessary.
Oh, according to his current record of inevitable collisions without exception, this is almost an inevitable result. There is no such thing as probability.
"Damn it, never mind, I have to take a shower..."
Li Cang once felt that even if he were thrown into a pile of ugly walking corpses, those fools would only regard him as a heavily armored walking corpse, and maybe he could even become a small boss. The taste was too strong.
"Hmm, do you want me to help you rub the mud?" Lao Wang said, "You take a shower first, and I'll ask the young lady to prepare something delicious for you. I'm afraid you can't even eat salt these days, right?"
Kou Hu, where will you put Chef Xu who turned decay into magic?
Lao Wang was about to follow him, but he was dragged downstairs to the kitchen by the young man.
"Shh," Tai Xiaoyi said with a weird smile, "She was taking a bath inside, and I forgot to lock the door."
