Under the gaze of everyone, Mang Huangang's eyes suddenly widened.
He was tough enough and did not cry out like Yuan Zheng.
But judging from the protruding veins on his forehead, the feeling probably wasn't very pleasant either.
On the other hand, his destroyed and fractured organizations began to be reborn and reorganized.
Under the influence of natural forces, this recovery process is greatly accelerated.
Le Xiaofeng and others were able to watch Mang Huangang's wounds that had begun to form scars gradually begin to appear!
It's like something ferocious and terrifying is trying to get out of it!
Those are all necrotic tissues that have been expelled, and they aggregate into lumps, showing an unnatural dark red color.
And soon, as if they were ripe, they completely turned into lifeless black.
At a speed visible to the naked eye, these necrotic tissue masses continue to increase.
Then, with an inaudible sound, he naturally left Mang Huangang's body.
The previous scars seemed to have completely disappeared.
Except for the color of the new skin color, which is slightly different from the surrounding epidermis that has been hit by the compound impact of solar particles and other environments, there are no very conspicuous marks.
And this is just a small scar among them.
"call……"
After a long time, as the natural force subsided, Mang Huangang let out a breath of turbid air.
He feels that his current condition is extremely good, but his mouth is a little dry...
Mang Huangang wiped the sweat from his face and gave a thumbs up to Yi Chun who was squatting on the shelf beside the bed.
Yi Chun nodded to him, and he began to think about why natural healing treatments were accompanied by severe pain.
Perhaps, it's because his natural strength tends to be more wild.
What if we personified the forces of nature?
Yi Chun pondered that perhaps the incarnation of the traditional druid's natural power was a priest wearing a cloth robe.
And his incarnation should also be a priest.
However, I might just need an extra mace...
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"Catch me a chicken, Xiaofeng!"
Yinnan, a female warrior holding a kitchen knife, shouted from the kitchen to the yard outside.
The chickens were bought in the morning and mailed directly from the farms in the Far East.
It is said that the cold climate will make the chicken firmer.
Although Yin Nan thinks this is nonsense, she likes the taste of this kind of chicken.
It's almost noon now. I've been busy all morning and now it's lunch time.
As a charitable healer, Yi Chun was naturally invited to the dinner.
Yi Chun readily accepted it, as he quite liked non-business eating and drinking.
The ranger Le Xiaofeng waved to a few chickens in the yard that were pecking at grass seeds in the soil.
Suddenly, one of the strongest roosters ran over quickly.
"Giggle..."
The rooster crowed happily and was caught by Mang Huangang next to him.
"Just one chicken? How many more?"
Mang Huanggang looked at the other chickens with evil intentions. He felt that he could handle one chicken by himself.
"One is enough, otherwise the pot won't be able to stew."
Le Xiaofeng glanced at him and said.
"Yeah..."
With a short and dull cry, Mang Huanggang quickly bled the chicken.
"...May your soul sink into tranquility and not be polluted by darkness..."
Sun Priest Qi Shi, who was standing nearby, recited the requiem spell belonging to their sect with familiarity.
After all, a little bit of proficiency is a thing...
"Do you want BGM? I've already practiced and went downstairs..."
Looking at the busy people, Yuan Zheng, who had nowhere to put his place, took out his suona and said.
"Ah, I thought about it, I can go wash the vegetables..."
Then, under Yin Nan's murderous gaze, Yuan Zheng blew a whistle and ran to the other side as if nothing had happened.
"In the name of Holy Light, burn!"
Under the outermost firewood pot, the trainee paladin Kuwei glared at the neatly stacked firewood.
Then, a blazing white light flashed past, and the firewood ignited with a blazing flame.
"Here? Why not use a gas tank?"
Yuan Zheng shook the portable gas tank purchased by Yin Nan next to him, then looked at Ku Wei and asked.
"I'm training my skills..."
Ku Wei ignored Yuan Zheng, he and Yuan Zheng were the most familiar among them.
He understands Yuan Zheng’s urinary properties.
Kuwei feels that other players should also understand this.
It's just that back then he was a mage actor full of chuuniu aura.
Now, he has become a cloth-robed mocker.
Ku Wei felt that there was a reason why the Stone Armored Lizard Lord immediately prepared to attack the source.
If it were in a certain game, it should have such a whisper ringing in its ears:
You must attack the minion with taunt!
Yi Chun squatted under the swing under the grape trellis in the yard and watched all this.
Of course, he also contributed to this meal:
The fresh garlic sprouts used in the stew were made by him using natural power.
Well, there will never be fresher garlic sprouts than this...
Feeling the warm sunshine at noon, Yi Chun squinted his eyes happily.
For a moment, he thought it would be quite interesting to follow this group of sand sculpture players on their adventure.
But soon, Yi Chun gave up this impulsive idea.
The reason why he chose the wild road was for more complete freedom.
But flying with too many bonds is more like a kite.
Yi Chun changed sides and lay down to let the sun shine more evenly.
He thinks it's good now. When he gets to know more players in the future, he can eat everywhere.
With this thought, Yi Chun began to think about the construction of the main body of the cat car.
Judging from the current situation, experience cat cars have yet to be developed.
However, let’s get a basic version first.
Anyway, he has mastered the wild version of the healing ability.
Although there are slight flaws, it doesn't matter.
At a critical moment, even a small bottle of potion that seems inconspicuous will become crucial.
Gradually, the yard began to be filled with the smell of meat.
Yi Chun's nose twitched, and he could clearly distinguish chicken, pork, and beef.
There is another kind, but I can’t distinguish it for a while...
However, Yi Chun felt a certain familiar atmosphere from it.
Could it be...
A trace of thought appeared in Yi Chun's eyes.
These guys wouldn't stew the meat of the Stone-armored Lizard Lord...
Yi Chun licked his fangs, feeling that the taste might not be very good.
And as time goes by, a lot of the life energy inside must have been lost.
However, wouldn't it be nice to be able to buy a bunch of Lizard Lord's meat for free?
With the warm sunshine in winter, everyone's faces were illuminated with a faint golden light.
Everything is shrouded in a hazy atmosphere, like a vivid oil painting that makes people raise the corners of their mouths.
Meow……
Yi Chun stretched out on the swing, and Yin Nan's voice came from inside the house, calling everyone to eat...