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80The power of divine skills

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certainly.

The current status of the divine skill is "disabled", and it is more than a little disabled. The locking distance is less than fifty meters away, which is far inferior to the near-infinity range of the power god.

Cheng Han pinched his eyebrows and muttered: "The deduction just now consumed too much mental energy. I'm going to take a nap first to restore my mental strength."

Five o'clock in the morning.

The sky is still as thick as a mountain.

But dawn is not far away.

Cheng Han lay lazily on the sofa and completed a deduction.

He whispered in a low voice: "'Meiyun Mushroom' actually has this effect, which is beyond my expectation... The whole process is not complicated, and the raw materials are not difficult to find... Although the couple are disabled, they definitely did it...

…”

The black cat lay beside the fireplace, curious as he listened.

What is the master talking about? Why is it that one person is a plum cloud mushroom and another one is a disabled person?

Too strange!

Cheng Han made up his mind and waved to the black cat: "Sergeant, go and do a small thing for me."

The "little thing" he refers to is helping Zhang Tie, the kid next door, and giving him a skill to make a living.

This is - teach a man to fish.

soon.

The Sheriff slipped out of the house.

It entered the neighbor's yard with ease, climbed onto the roof and wandered around, and then returned to its own home without disturbing anyone the whole time.

*

When the sky is getting brighter.

Zhang Dashan had a bizarre dream.

He dreamed:

A cloud of fire floated into his home, sucking him into it and bringing him to a huge stove.

A giant with his whole body covered in flames suddenly emerged from the furnace and roared with a thunderous voice: "Mortal!"

Zhang Dashan was so frightened that he almost peed.

The giant continued to roar: "I need a servant to make 'pancake fruit' for me. If you can't learn, I will burn you to ashes."

Zhang Dashan was heartbroken: "I...I will learn! I will definitely...learn it!"

He has a stuttering problem and cannot speak fluently.

Next.

The giant gave extremely detailed instructions.

Zhang Dashan tried many times and finally made his first piece of pancake fruit.

The giant checked it over and roared: "Mortal, starting from today, you have to make pancakes and fruit every day, do you understand?"

Zhang Dashan did not dare to disobey and nodded repeatedly: "Ming...understand."

"boom!"

The giant exploded into a sea of ​​fire.

The overwhelming flames rushed towards Zhang Dashan.

The scene was so terrifying, it felt like the end of the world.

"Ah~"

Zhang Dashan shouted and woke up.

His wife, Wang Xiaocui, was immediately woken up.

Zhang Dashan's face turned pale: "Xiao...Xiao Cui, I just had a...dream that was weird."

In the eyes of ordinary people, weird things like the Flame Giant are 100% terrifying and weird.

Wang Xiaocui suddenly panicked: "Then go to the outpost quickly."

As everyone knows, if you encounter something strange, you will most likely encounter disaster. It is best to report it to the inspector as soon as possible. You may still have a chance to save your life.

Zhang Dashan grabbed his wife and said, "I...I'll tell you first, and then you...you will tell me."

Wang Xiaocui nodded: "Okay."

She knew that whenever her husband was nervous, his stuttering problem would become more serious, so it would be a better choice to tell the inspector herself.

Zhang Dashan stammered: "I..."

He told the story of his dream exactly as it was.

After Wang Xiaocui heard about the experience in the dream, she asked with an incredulous look on her face: "You dreamed about something weird. I want to teach you how to make breakfast? Isn't this too weird?"

Zhang Dashan nodded heavily, rarely stammering: "Yes, this is so weird!"

Wang Xiaocui thought of a question and couldn't help but ask: "That thing called 'pancake fruit', is there any 'fruit' in it?"


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