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Text Chapter 7 If flooding can save people, then the author can save the world

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    Xinglian squatted beside the wild boar carcass and said blankly: "The price of pork has been very high recently"

    Cangyang adjusted his slippery glasses: "Do you want to recycle this meat? The fat content is too high, which will affect the taste."

    Yueying, who was gnawing on the pig's trotters, also came over, picked up a branch and poked the meat: "The oil content is very high, it is more suitable for extracting animal oil."

    Lilith also chimed in: "But it has a lot of muscles and bones, so it should taste good if fried."

    The girls who were addicted to the pursuit of novelty had no idea what they were discussing. The power of collapse had enveloped everyone around the corpse.

    As a natural idiot, Tolia has solidified the ability to never collapse, so she pointed out the violation: "But, no matter what, these are human corpses"

    The city defense army had already vomited and fell forward.

    Xinglian forcibly moved away from the corpse and said regretfully: "What a pity, I haven't tried wild boar meat for a long time."

    As she spoke, she licked the saliva hanging from the corner of her mouth.

    The city defense army, which had finally recovered, was vomiting again.

    "Zi Ma smiled and said, "This won't work."

    The smile is as warm as the warm autumn sun.

    ¡°Human tissue is relatively sour, so it¡¯s hard to eat it without seasoning.¡±

    "Zi Ma said, taking out two cans of condiments from the void and raising them towards everyone.

    "That's not the key!"

    An angry voice came from behind everyone. Everyone turned around and found Wang Ming covered in blood standing at the exit of an underground passage.

    Sensing the fading vitality, Xinglian raised his hand and cast a psychic healing spell, and the lost vitality returned to Wang Ming's body.

    "You're covered in injuries again. I thought you would reflect on it after you rescued Xiao Huang." Xing Lian complained dissatisfied.

    Wang Ming carefully guided the spiritual energy in his body, and counterattacked with the same dissatisfaction: "They came to the door this time. What can I do?"

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