Six figures walked out of the woods, Sun Bing walked in front with a shield, and others followed behind, Du Rongrong was close to Zhang Mu like a follower. He was calm and wise, and had deeply attracted Du Rongrong, making her a loyal fan of Zhang Mu.

"Brother Mutou, you saved Rongrong again today!" Du Rongrong was a little scared when she thought of being hit by a musket: "The dinosaurs are really fierce and terrifying, and they are unreasonable. They attack us without saying a word. But why can they use guns?"

Zhang Mu said as he walked, "I'm afraid that people are intelligent creatures and humans are not much different. Not to mention using guns and driving a tank, that's nothing strange." He stopped and there was a large area of ​​dark grass in front of him. The yellow weed was plated with a deep silver under the night. "Don't go too far, it's just right here. We have to collect enough hay overnight to store it so that the weather in the morning will not wet the hay and affect normal use."

The black claws entered the grass and warned the team around. If there was any danger approaching, it would be a timely warning.

These grasses cannot be called the name, their rhizomes are thick and their weight is not light. The withered grasses are very flammable and resistant to burning. Six people have been busy for more than half an hour, and the hay piles collected are several meters high.

The fat man was so tired that he sat on the ground, waved his hand to drive away the mosquitoes, and said panting: "We finally got it back from the dinosaurs, but before we could rest, we were pulled out to work, and we were as tired as dogs. Boss, we have to add extra meals to me later!"

Zhang Mu kicked him: "Don't talk nonsense, keep working!"

"Big fat man, you're too hard to suffer, Uncle Sun won't say it." Leng Yun couldn't help laughing: "The other person Rongrong is better than you!"

Du Rongrong hugged her large bundle of hay and smiled proudly.

The fat man said disdainfully, "Bah, it's useless to be diligent these days. You have to look at your business ability. I cut one-quarter of these grasses! Do you have more than me?"

Du Rongrong stood up and said with confidence: "Uncle Fat is a soldier, his strength and physical strength are better than ours, so it is natural to do more!"

Zhang Mu continued to harvest hay, and suddenly found a large piece of blue-black hard object on the ground. His eyes lit up and he immediately threw away the hay in his hand and picked up the object. It was a big black piece, weighing about ten kilograms.

Du Rongrong asked curiously: "What is this?"

Zhang Mu replied: "Tenosaurus' feces."

Du Rongrong quickly took a few steps back, looking disgusted: "It's actually a feces pulled from a dinosaur, so disgusting!"

Leng Yun is also puzzled.

Zhang Mu smiled and said: "Tenosaurus is a plant-eating dinosaur. The feces contain a lot of indigested crude fibers. They are easily ignited after being dried and can drive away mosquitoes."

There are too many mosquitoes in the forest, especially at night, which makes people upset and unable to fall asleep. Some mosquitoes have toxins, causing a lot of trouble. The burning of feces can drive away mosquitoes, which is definitely a good thing!

Leng Yun smiled and said softly: "You always know something that others don't know."

"The large amount of burning of these feces will produce thick smoke, which is far resistant to burning than hay and has better effect." Zhang Mu stuffed the disc into a bag and said, "Look nearby and collect more."

There are a lot of tendons in the vicinity, so there are not many feces. A few people soon found several large pieces, which weighed dozens of kilograms in total. Six people took the hay and tendons back in batches, and the others also collected a large amount of firewood and hay, stuffed them into several large tree holes, and kept them for use tomorrow morning.

Zhang Mu chose several big trees, and the holes were relatively high. He found one of them as a stove, stuffed them into dry grass and wood to light them up, and burned a few pieces of stools to drive away mosquitoes. The stools of stools are not smelly, but instead have a smell of grass and trees.

"Warm!" Du Rongrong sat among the branches of the tree, put her hands in front of the tree hole to cook the fire, "It's so comfortable!"

The night wind is blowing around, and the branches and leaves are swaying in the ears, and the warm feeling is wrapped around the whole body. A fire is created in the tree hole, and the fire will not leak out, and there are branches as a cover. Don’t worry about being seen by the Divine Claw Dragon. The hole is covered with moss, and the tree itself is alive, dense and strong, and not easy to ignite.

Zhang Mu took out a small steel bowl, poured three-quarters of the water, sprinkled some salt, cut a few pieces of dinosaur meat into the bowl, and soon the meat smelled spread. Zhang Mu felt that it was almost done, so he knocked another egg in, and then used a cooking technique to the bowl.

[Meat slices and egg soup], FF-level food, restore life by 35 points, restore magic by 10 points, maximum life value +15.

That tempting fragrance spreads everywhere.

The fat man's saliva was so full of saliva that he was full of food. This was a food made of a combination of two ingredients!

Zhang Mu tasted a small bite first, and the taste was indeed delicious. Although there was no ingredients, he fully combined the deliciousness of meat and eggs. Even the best chef in the world could not use a few pieces of meat, an egg, or a small handful of salt to make such delicious food. On the one hand, this is the determination of the ingredients, and on the other hand, it is the effect brought by magic cooking.

The lives and magic of several people are in an under-full state, so it is most appropriate to use food to recover.

Zhang Mu handed the bowl to Du Rongrong who was swallowing her saliva. She couldn't wait to hold it over, took a big sip, closed her eyes, and looked intoxicated. Then she opened her eyes that were rising from the stars and shouted: "It's delicious." Then she handed it to Leng Yun and passed it down one by one, and finally came to the fat man's hands and was drunk by the fat man in one sip.

"marvelous!"

Because after drinking a bowl of [meat sliced ​​egg soup], the wonderful taste made everyone intoxicated for a while. However, the average effect of a portion of food was eaten was much weaker. Zhang Mu cooked several more bowls until everyone's health was full, and the few people were still not satisfied.

Although this food is delicious, I don’t expect to fill my stomach completely. Especially with the fat man, the big eater, Zhang Mu could only ask some ordinary meat from the team and roast it for several people to eat. However, after eating the best food, these ordinary goods were not in their mouths at all. After eating some casually, they became boring and returned to their place to rest.

Zhang Mu's tree hole is not big, and he is more than enough to live alone. He can stay in it in a sitting position. Opposite him is the tree hole where Chen Ling, Leng Yun and Du Rongrong live. The three of them found a particularly large hole and squeezed into three people in front of him. Leng Yun and Du Rongrong are magicians, and if they are attacked, it will be too dangerous. That's why Chen Ling was allowed to live with him. Although Chen Ling was a little brave, she was a swordsman at least.

As for Fatty and Sun Bing, one was a fat pig with a height of more than 200 kilograms, and the other was a big guy who was 1.9 meters tall, so he could only be separated and alone.

The place Du Yunfeng is looking for is really good.

It's safe here!

Zhang Mu used hay mat behind his back. He hadn't closed his eyes for a long time and finally had a good rest. Of course, he would not sleep to death. He always retained a trace of consciousness and paid attention to the sound of the wind blowing leaves outside. If there was any abnormal movement, he would wake up as soon as possible.

Nothing happened all night.

The next morning, just as dawn, everyone gathered under the woods.

Du Yunfeng counted the number of people, and there was no one missing: "Now the things are collected, let's start outside."

Zhang Mu made a suggestion: "It is best to find a place with a higher terrain to raise wolf smoke, and be farther away from the woods to ensure safety."

Du Yunfeng has a meticulous mind. Zhang Mu can think of it, and he can also think of it: "Yes, I'm afraid that people will be suspicious when they see smoke rising."

Everyone took dry firewood and turf and tendon dragon feces and left the woods far away, found a relatively high hill, and built a huge fire. When the fire was lit, thick smoke rose, creating huge smoke columns, which were seen across more than ten miles. As long as a player walked into the grass area, thick smoke would definitely attract them, and most likely they would come and take a look.

Du Yunfeng brought people around to guard against danger.

This method is really effective. In less than one morning, two small teams were attracted, with a total of more than 40 people. When they joined in, there were more than 90 people and their strength grew much stronger!

There are no particularly powerful figures in the two small teams. When they saw Zhang Mu, Du Yunfeng and others fully equipped, they immediately chose to join. Although their strength was relatively poor, they would definitely have good combat power if they could go here, at least for many days in the forest. Among them, the level was mostly level 5, and there were only a few level 4 players.

With more people, more professions are richer and stronger team combat power.

When Du Yunfeng was a new member formation, another small team came along with the smoke. There were 36 people in total, basically young and middle-aged people, and their strength was much stronger than the first two.

Du Yunfeng was not available, so Zhang Mu brought a few people to greet him, "Where is your leader?"

At this time, a strong man stood up: "I'm the one!"

Zhang Mu looked at him. This man was tall, with earrings on his ears and a huge tattoo on his chest. He was a level 6 gun warrior holding a cold iron spear in his hand. His strength seemed to be not weak, but his attitude was arrogant and he seemed to not take anyone seriously.

Zhang Mu didn't care: "My name is Zhang Mu. I'm very happy to see you. Many of us are waiting there. Let's go and meet first. I'm telling you the situation."

"Damn it, I haven't eaten for most of the day! Do you have anything to eat? Take it out!" The big man glared at Zhang Mu: "Boy, didn't you hear it? I'm talking to you!"

"There is some food," Zhang Mu continued: "But please listen to me and finish it. There is a reason why we put out cigarettes. I hope more people gather together and attack the station in front. This station is the only way out of the forest. I will reassign your team, select some missing professions, and insert them into the new formation, so that the combat effectiveness of each team can be increased."

"Grass, you just demolished my man?" The man was furious and pushed Zhang Mu hard, cursing: "Boy, are the hairs on the crotch growing? What are you worthy of commanding me? Do you know who I am? Come from the forest and kill many monsters, do you know? Even if you want to be the leader, I will be the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one

"Grass!" The fat man had a bad temper and couldn't bear it anymore and lifted his sword: "This kind of miscellaneous thing is to be cut! Boss, let me kill him!"

The big man glared at him and raised his gun without being outdone. More than 30 people hesitated for a moment, all of them picked up their weapons, and both sides looked tense.

Zhang Mu's eyes suddenly became as sharp as a blade, and he asked calmly: "Do you want to cause trouble?"

A beast-like voice sounded from a distance: "Who dares to cause trouble?"

The Sang Gou probably heard the sound and was walking towards him, blocking the two groups of people. The scars on his face were like twisting centipedes, ferocious and terrifying. The most obvious scar ran across the entire face, and the stitched scar was vaguely visible, as if his head was split in half and sewn again.

"You...what are you?"

The man was startled by the look of a dog.

Sang Gou walked over without saying a word, shouting like a lion roar. Those people were shaken back a few steps by their fierce aura, and only the leader stood still. Sang Gou rushed over directly. The leader was shocked, and a spear in his hand was stabbed, and the head of the spear burst out cold light. Sang Gou dodged and swept away, and swept it quickly and fiercely. The steel gloves hit the leader's cheek with the power of gravel and gold.

Who is a dog?

A boxing champion who is in the black boxing world in the United States once won 64 consecutive games, and 62 opponents were killed, leaving two lifelong disabled people. This is not something that can be done with just being fierce, but also requires extremely high combat skills. With the same strength value, ordinary people who have not been specially trained can use up to 70% of their strength and are proficient in fighting, but they can perfectly exert 100% of their strength, and even use their body swing and leverage to exert force.

The leader flew four meters away like a sandstorm, fell into a pile of hay, and his mouth was broken.

Sang Gou picked him up like a chicken, punching him again in the face. This powerful leader was dizzy, covered in blood, and had no ability to resist at all. Sang Gou hugged his head with both hands, and with a click, his head rotated 180 degrees, and his neck was twisted into a twist.

The dog grabbed the corpse's head and threw it into the grass like garbage. The evil tiger glanced over the others: "Who are you unwilling to accept it?"
Chapter completed!