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    The time has come to an end after all.

    After the black tornado disappeared, the slope outside the village disappeared completely, leaving behind a deep pit almost sunken into the ground.

    As the number of times Wang Wen used skills increased, he became more proficient at manipulating the devouring world.

    He is now roughly able to control the direction of devouring, instead of letting the skills eat indiscriminately on a large scale.

    It can be regarded as an extra upgrade that costs nothing.

    The eight hours this time crossed many levels.

    It is also expected by Wang Wen to stop at the 700th floor.

    He knew that this kind of large integer layer would not be so simple.

    That's why Ren Ruanruan was directly asked to skip the level at the beginning.

    After all, the strength and time at that time were not enough.

    The purpose of that trip was to go up to the 800th floor and touch the rewards, and the previous levels can be saved if possible.

    It's just that I didn't expect to be stopped by the 750th floor.

    Today's strength is different from the past.

    Wang Wen intends to try the level of 700 floors.

    If you can't even pass the 700th floor, you don't have to think about it later. Ren Ruanruan's jump level can only be used once each time. After jumping to the 700th floor, if there is any accident, you can only go out of the tower with regret. The high tower floor will never be possible.

    The effect of ends.

    The villagers at the entrance of the village are also full of "eating".

    Wang Wen's test has the result.

    If you want to get the progress of the villagers, there are about three points.

    The first is, of course, to be alive.

    The second point is that you need to have a certain degree of health, and the kind that dies after taking a shit is definitely not good.

    The third point is the most critical.

    Make sure they have enough water and food in their stomachs.

    Not to mention the life potion and body health water like the woman's little black child, which is washed clean and healthy inside and out.

    At least three or five more days must be able to live.

    This means that everyone has had at least two meals in Wang Wen's hands.

    ? The first meal warms the stomach, and the second meal absorbs sufficient nutrition and water.

    The messy porridge cooked by Zhu Xingguo and others still meets the conditions of the first meal.

    It makes people eat happily and nourishes the stomach, and the taste and texture are not bad and will not be rejected.

    When it was the turn of the second process, Wang Wen didn't think so much about the texture and taste of the things that were directly stuffed into these people's stomachs.

    ? Only basic nutrition and moisture are guaranteed.

    The key point is "difficult to digest".

    It is best to continue to develop self-circulation.

    It also has to be "cheap" enough that it doesn't take too much energy or time, otherwise it won't be able to be distributed in large quantities.

    Add these conditions together.

    It's not enough to describe it as frenzied.

    God knows what the contents of those people's stomachs look like.

    Maybe it's a tumor and I'm not sure.

    Anyway, the taste is definitely not very good, but it definitely meets the requirements of the second meal.

    Wang Wen is like an emotionless customs clearance machine.

    All the energy, thought, and purpose of the test are just to meet the conditions and get the progress.

    In his eyes, these villagers are figures of progress.

    As long as you can turn these numbers into your own progress.

    It doesn't matter what the process is.

    As long as the result is good.

    The stomachs of a large number of villagers have become full.

    Although they don't understand why they are almost exhausted after drinking more than one bowl of gruel.

    I also don't understand that the smell of burping is weirder than the end products of human metabolism.

    But it does not prevent them from lying flat happily.

    Basking in the warm sun, I feel that it is a wonderful life to have enough to eat.

    Once a person is full, blood will go to the stomach, resulting in reduced blood supply to other parts and a lot of drowsiness.

    It is not good news for migrant workers. Most people have to continue working after eating, and too much sleepiness affects efficiency.

    But for these villagers.

    It is simply too happy.

    They almost forgot the taste of being full and sleepy.

    It seems that it only happened in the mother's womb.

    Now I realize once again that I am so happy that I want to cry.

    A villager was very excited.

    Pick up the firewood stick under the rice barrel stove, and "swipe" on the sand with the charcoal head to write poems.

    In those days, the hops of Le Daoshi,

    Long sword and short gourd go through the world.

    Now leaning on the door to find elegance,

      Chai Rice Oil Salt Sauce Vinegar Tea.

    After writing the last word, the man picked up the bowl and poured down half of the bowl of porridge.

    Holding the bowl drunk, he fell unconscious on the ground.

    On the face full of smiles, two tears streaked across the ears, penetrated into the parched earth and disappeared.

    Zhu Xingguo came over to look at the writing on the ground.

    Cursing her lips and turning around: "It doesn't make sense."

    He came to Wang Min with a piece of sliced ??gourmet bread, and said worriedly: "Master, you haven't eaten much this trip to the pagoda, why don't you fill your stomach with bread? Can we eat delicious food when we go out?"  "

    Wang Wen picked up the bread and stuffed it into his mouth noncommittally, his eyes stayed on the progress and time of the level of the aircraft.

    The villagers gathered at the entrance of the village right now.

    The progress above the head has disappeared.

    Prove that their progress has been obtained.

    The total progress of the level has been supplemented by about 50%.

    Theoretically speaking, as long as you find another village or find a few hundred people to copy the process just now, you can almost pass the level.

    But looking at the progress of the level, Wang Wen always felt that the speed of negative growth was still accelerating!

    Previously, it was more than 100 negative. If you make up 50%, there should be -50% left, and the time spent is up to -60%.

    The result is almost -80% now!

    If this continues, it is very likely that the progress will fall back before the next village.

    Wang Wen frowned.

    Chewing bread like chewing wax.

    I know that such a slow way will not work.

    He found the woman who was still cooking porridge in the rice bucket, trying to scoop up the last grain of rice, and asked, "Do you know where there are more people? People like you?"

    The woman's expression darkened: "It hasn't rained for so many years, the rivers and lakes have all dried up, and there are people like me who are dying of starvation everywhere."

    She saw Wang Wen looking thoughtful.

    Asked: "Sir, are you about to start? I can help lead the way to Dacheng. There are more people there, and I escaped from there!"

    Wang Wen nodded: "We will set off when you are ready."

    The woman directly wiped her hands on the clothes, and pulled the little black boy to show that she was ready.

    Some villagers who heard the conversation between the two stood up quickly.

    He leaned over and nodded and bowed, wanting to follow "Master Devil", or begging to take him in.

    Wang Wen asked the villagers suspiciously: "Why do you want to go with me, don't you want the home here?"

    Unexpectedly, the villagers all said that there is no home for the catastrophe of heaven and earth. They also fled here and stopped when they couldn't move.

    Now "Lord Devil" has food.

    People are very willing to follow and become servants, as long as they have a mouthful of rice, they can rebel!

    ?Wang Wen interrupted the villagers' self-developed slogan dumbfounded.

    Make it clear that you are just a devil, not a rebel, and don't keep talking about rebellion.

    So.

    A few minutes later.

    Except for a few people who do not want to trek and want to stay in the village.

    Most of the people packed their bags and left with Wang Wen.

    The team changed from five people to a mighty group.

    The woman walked in the forefront, observed the direction for a while, pointed out a way, and took the lead in leading the child forward.

    while walking.

    She found herself lifted off.

    The soles of the feet are supported by something hard.

    It took a lot of effort to get on the road and the speed was fast.

    She turned her head in surprise, and found that everyone behind was "flying" in the air.

    It's dark!

    The villagers were so frightened that they staggered to and fro, and after a while they yelled excitedly, and carefully lowered their heads to look at the freshness on the ground.

    Seeing the woman's expression, Mo Ran snorted disdainfully and said, "Everyone says we are devils, so if you walk on your feet and disgrace the devil, it's a good time for you to catch up."

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