Cannon Fodder Is King

Arc 4.11

Meng Zezhi stretched out his hand to call Huang Wu.

He had to add fire between Qi Liang and Fu Boyu.

"Uncle." Huang Wu said respectfully.

"I have something for you to do." Meng Zezhi motioned for him to come over.

Huang Wu immediately attached his ears to the past.

Meng Zezhi whispered a few words to him: "...that's it."

Huang Wuyi looked suspicious, but still said, "I understand."

"That's right," Meng Zezhi threw the cloth bag containing five third-level crystal nuclei that Qi Liang gave him: "This is for you, and I will raise my power level as soon as possible."

"Hey." Huang Wu didn't refuse. Meng Zezhi gave it to him. He just accepts it: "Uncle Xie."

He thought that with these five third-level crystal nuclei, plus what he had saved these days, breaking through fourth-level should not be a problem.

When Meng Zezhi returned to the room, Qin Yaochen was bathing Xiaobai.

Think about it, just like it was rolling in the zombies in the morning, it should be washed well.

It's just that this guy doesn't like sand bathing, he likes bathing.

In the small plastic basin, the little thing floated on the water with two big cheek pouches bulging, four paws sliding in the water, and a little yellow duck floating beside him.

Qin Yaochen sat aside and handed it a melon seed or pine nut from time to time.

When the little thing had swam enough, he climbed onto the little yellow duck, raised his head and squeaked at Qin Yaochen twice.

Qin Yaochen hurriedly threw the melon seeds back into the plate, reached out and grabbed the small thing, first wiped it several times with a damp cloth along the direction of its fur growth, and then used a soft and dry towel for the water and moisture on its hair. .

The little thing just lay comfortably in Qin Yaochen's hand, enjoying his meticulous service, arching Qin Yaochen's fingers from time to time, not to mention more enjoyment, don't remember how Qin Yaochen almost killed it in the first place.

Sure enough, it's something you can't remember to eat or not.

Meng Zezhi felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. On weekdays, he carefully served Qin Yaochen. When did Qin Yaochen serve him like this, he called such a little guy to take the lead.

Thinking of this, Meng Zezhi narrowed his eyes.

The braised beef noodles and beef miscellaneous soup that I ate at night were beaten by the patrol team. A second-level alien beast removed more than 4,000 catties of meat and more than 1,000 catties of bones.

I picked a few bones and boiled the soup. Because of the limited seasoning, the meat only ate less than two hundred catties, and the rest was handed over to the water system supernatural powers to make beef jerky. It is real beef jerky, only salt is added and no other spices are added. After being cooked, it is dehydrated directly. The finished product is as hard as a bamboo pole. It is perfect for making dry food.

After a great sadness, being able to eat such a sumptuous meal brings an indescribable sense of satisfaction to the heart, which makes people relax.

After eating and drinking, he took a beautiful hot bath and went out of the bathroom. Meng Zezhi covered his mouth and yawned, flicked his slippers to the bed, lifted the quilt and climbed up, holding the person in his arms. , Followed the palm of the hand and opened the corner of the clothes and touched it in.