The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 732

Under normal circumstances, Li Cang would have happily calculated how much turnover the legacy portal would bring him with his fingers at this time, but for the 83 base, it is not inevitable. My honey is my arsenic. The pie in the sky depends on whether people can catch it.

Like Changfang, it is sharing the energy of the ten-thousand-thousand formation, but it only exploded a wave of walking corpses at the beginning of the summoning, and no one cares about it afterwards. After all, Wang Shifei doesn't care at all. Rika and other casters went earlier than this thing itself.
Judging by the naked eye, the throughput of about 300 Black Kirishima walking corpses per minute is tepid.

300 per minute is not enough for the three floors inside and outside three floors surrounded by giant cakes walking around the magic mountain and dog legs to stuff their teeth, but it is just this thing that sprayed 47 in the past two hours Even if the number of walking corpses on Black Kirishima is steadily reduced to about 18000 per hour, it is not something that anyone can afford.

The average strength of the walking corpses in Heiwu Island is roughly higher than that of Pu Chou and lower than that of Heavy Armor. Then look at those old, weak, sick, disabled women and children who came out of the dungeon in the humble dwelling to check the battlefield and search for supplies. Li Liangwei, Deng Mengjun and other people alone The crippled and limited force at the bottom doesn't seem to be able to solve the problem, even if it is added with 3/7 base reinforcements, it will be enough.

After all, a one-day window period means hundreds of thousands of walking corpses, and the supply is endless.

Li Leisi threw out a few rounds of identification, and then said to Li Cang and the others: "As you think, this is roughly a temporary jump route, one-way, and all the people coming from there are living corpses from Heiwu Island." It's not a creation, fortunately not, otherwise this skill is simply outrageous."

"Please let people come over. All who can offer sacrifices and make prayers come. It's useless to rely on the pile of living people. Add hundreds of thousands of servants of fate to come out. How many walking corpses will come out just to deliver food. While we are forced to stay The parking time is not over yet, do your best and catch as much as you can."

"Okay, okay, okay." Deng Mengjun didn't expect such a good thing to happen, and he was so excited, "As long as I can get started, I can't wait for this thing to exist forever!"

Li Leisi was noncommittal. Is it worth being so happy as a mere servant of fate at the first stage? I'm afraid that these people are all useless to him and those who want to think about the country.
Cursing inwardly, Da Leizi saw the group of common people coming up from the underground city and rushing to the fortress. They were burying their heads in their work while setting up fires and stoves on the spot, cooking all kinds of materials accumulated in the fortress into a pot of miscellaneous porridge. Or they are baked into dead pancakes, some of them are crying loudly, some are jumping up and down and carnival, some of them are very ugly to eat, and everyone is starving to death.

"You, you guys." Li Leisi was stunned, "You can't even fill your stomach?"

Li Liangwei smiled wryly: "We were blocked by three fortresses in the corner, and everything on the ground was destroyed by artillery battles. We only relied on underground planting and the little things that everyone sneaked out to get back to supply those of us who can fight. They are all reluctant, let alone other people. He thinks that the gang of bastards in the country are devoid of conscience. It’s like grazing us like livestock, and we will kill two if we think of it.”

"Yes!" Deng Mengjun looked guilty, "There are many people who can pray, but their own strength has not increased by a few decimal points, and most of the coins they exchanged are used for rations and shells in the dungeon. It's not that our brain circuits are outrageous, but they are forcing us to fight this never-ending artillery battle, they count everything, just consume our coins and resources, people can't even eat enough , Where does the backbone come from, those people in the three fortresses, many of them ran out to seek refuge or were arrested when they were hungry."

Old Wang couldn't stand listening to it, and cursed: "What a stinky scheme! No one has such an ugly eating face!"

Deng Mengjun and Li Liangwei opened their mouths, and in the end there was only a wry smile. The truth is indeed so, but why do you say something out of your mouth, so it makes people feel uncomfortable?

"How big is this floating land?"

"I don't know, there are still hundreds of kilometers away. There is also a lake over there. There are also many wild animals and scattered domestic animals, but they don't come here. Artillery battles, alas!" Li Liangwei said: "Without him For the people of Xiangguo, we will have a good life here, there is no shortage of resources, and even if we develop slowly step by step, we will not become like this ghost.”

"Sister, sister! Third aunt said that you helped drive away the villains. Is it you?"

Suddenly a little girl who didn't speak very clearly came out from the side and interrupted Li Liangwei's words. She looked only three, four, four or five years old.

With her thin arms behind her back, she looked at Li Leisi and Tai Xiaoyi seriously.

"Yes"

"Then this chicken is for you to eat! The third aunt found it and said it would not survive, otherwise it could be raised to lay eggs." The little girl held up a roasted black chicken, secretly swallowed her saliva, and paused. He said, and then repeated, "I'll give it to you!"

The soft-hearted Tai Xiaoyi almost burst into tears: "My sister doesn't eat, my sister is not hungry, what's your name?"

"That."

The little girl looked back and forth between them and the roast chicken, not knowing what to do, and also forgot to answer Tai Xiaoyi's question, looking pitiful.

Tai Xiaoyi viciously searched Lao Wang's all-purpose small satchel, and piled a bag of beef jerky, a bag of potato chips, half a handful of dried meat and candy into the little girl's arms: "Take it and eat it, my sister still has it." !"

"Miss you."

"You don't have a place to talk!" This was probably the first time Tai Xiaoyi stared at Lao Wang, but she just said something stiffly, and then said weakly, "I made those things."

Old Wang couldn't laugh or cry: "Is it possible for me, a manly man, to compete with a little girl for snacks? I mean the dried meat and beef jerky! Devil's spicy!"

"what??"

Within a few minutes, there were a few more little girls and monkeys running around the world with their mouths wide open, perhaps a dozen or so, on the battlefield. The series of screams were both tragic and strangely happy.
Tai Xiaoyi stooped and ran away, hiding her face, as if she was afraid of being discovered.

Li Liangwei, Deng Mengjun and a group of blood-soaked soldiers followed the figures of the little fellows with wide smiles on their faces, their mouths wide open in a silly smile, their expressions were rare and gentle—good, wonderful, finally a little alive!
"Guru~"

I don't know whose stomach rang first, like a chain reaction, followed by a huge symphony.

(End of this chapter)