Chapter 42 Meeting Again
"Yes, my lord."

Wu Yuanming turned and left again.

Liu Hen waited patiently there.

Soon, Wu Yuanming arrived with three people, all of whom were women.

Other barbarians also followed, perhaps wanting to see whether the supernatural beings living here were really willing to exchange food for a piece of stone that was completely unable to start a fire in the extremely cold environment.

In this extremely cold environment, although the air is dry and there is dry wood, it is very difficult to start a fire because the temperature is too low.

In particular, fire can be dangerous.

So no one would make a fire in the dark unless it was necessary, and the savages had almost no food that needed to be cooked.

This makes the value of flint very low.

The tools used by other scavenging teams to make fire inside the cave were high-pressure lighters (windproof) bought at a high price from the Hongluo Camp.

What surprised Liu Hen was that among the three people Wu Yuanming brought, he was very familiar with one of them. It was Zong Ni, his temporary partner when he first crossed over.

But perhaps because his identity was completely different now, and he had already washed his face, Zong Ni showed a look of surprise and doubt when she saw him.

The other party obviously recognized him, but couldn't believe it was him.

"Zong Ni, you're still alive, that's good." Liu Hen said with a smile.

"Is it really you?" Zong Ni asked in surprise.

"Zong Ni, do you know this gentleman?"

Zong Ni's two companions were surprised.

Wu Yuanming was also a little surprised, but he abided by his duty and didn't ask anything.

"it's me."

Liu Hen smiled and said, "I heard you have flint?"

"Chang...Sister Chang has a piece of it on her body."

The former temporary partner had unexpectedly transformed into a high-ranking person with superpowers, which made Zong Ni feel complicated, but she still spoke calmly.

The woman Zong Ni called 'Sister Chang' immediately took out a fist-sized black stone and said cautiously, "Sir, is this the flint you need?"

Liu Hen took the stone, took out his Tang Hengdao and knocked it lightly, and sparks flew.

He immediately nodded with satisfaction: "It's flint."

"Then..." Sister Chang said nervously, "Food..."

The nearby barbarians also stretched their necks, wanting to see whether this psychic was really willing to exchange precious food for this stone that was of almost no use to them.

"Don't worry, I won't be short of this little food."

Liu Hen directly took out a large bowl, in which was half a bowl of tree cake paste. It was what he had left over, about one pound left.

"Hot food?!"

Zong Ni and the others were surprised to see the food in the steaming white bowl.

The barbarians who were watching from a distance were also shocked. They thought it would be good enough to get cold food, but they didn't expect it to be hot food.

Compared to the steaming food, they were not very surprised that Liu Hen could produce things out of thin air.

Because they all knew that Liu Hen was a person with special abilities, a legendary person with special abilities, which was normal for him to have some magical skills.

"take it."

Liu Hen handed the bowl to 'Sister Chang' and then looked at Zong Ni.

"Thank you, sir." Sister Chang excitedly caught the large bowl with both hands and was about to discuss with Zong Ni and the others how to distribute the food.

But at this time, Liu Hen took out another bowl of complete tree cake paste and handed it to Zong Ni: "I said at the beginning that I would return it to you, take it."

When he first came here, Zong Ni gave him a small piece of tree cake, which helped him survive for a while longer.

"This... is so much?!" Zong Ni breathed rapidly.

Sister Chang and others also looked at Zong Ni in surprise, realizing that the relationship between this partner and this psychic might not be simple.

"Drink it quickly, it won't taste good when it gets cold." Liu Hen said.

Zong Ni looked at Liu Hen deeply, then did not refuse, took the large bowl and drank from it in big gulps.

As soon as she ate the steaming hot food, she felt so happy that she almost wanted to cry. This was the first time she had eaten such food in her life.

However, because the occasion was inappropriate, she forced herself to suppress this emotion. The faces of the barbarians watching from afar were filled with longing. If it were any other time, they would have rushed over to snatch it away long ago.

But because of the threat from the psychic, they didn't dare to get close and could only swallow their saliva from a distance.

Although Zong Ni was small in stature, she had a big appetite and actually drank up three pounds of tree cake paste.

Just as she was about to return the bowl to Liu Hen, her hands suddenly felt empty and the large bowl disappeared out of thin air.

"Ah...what's going on?" Her face changed slightly.

Wu Yuanming, who was standing next to him, immediately explained proudly, "This is food that the adults used their supernatural powers to conjure. Its purpose was to hold food. Now that you've eaten all the food, it has no need to exist anymore, so it will naturally disappear."

This was what Liu Hen had said to Xiao Heishi at the beginning, and Xiao Heishi told it to the Wu brothers and sisters immediately after learning it.

Now Wu Yuanming said this to Zong Ni and others.

"The meaning of existence?" Zong Ni looked at Liu Hen in surprise.

Liu Hen nodded slightly.

"Superpowers... so amazing!" Zong Ni exclaimed, feeling even more complicated.

This former temporary partner turned out to be a person with super powers, which made people envious and jealous.

The 'Sister Chang' next to her quickly asked, "Excuse me, sir, can we take this bowl away?"

She hadn't even eaten her portion of food yet. It was obvious that they had discussed beforehand that the food would be distributed, and it didn't mean that Zong Ni would not get some of it just because she had other food.

"of course can."

Liu Hen glanced at the deserters in the distance whose eyes were glowing green: "But I suggest you eat here to avoid being robbed."

"Thank you, sir. We can still hold our own in this area."

'Sister Chang' glanced coldly into the darkness, said goodbye to Liu Hen, and left with Zong Ni and the other two.

Zong Ni nodded to Liu Hen and quickly followed 'Sister Chang' away. It was obvious that 'Sister Chang' was their leader.

After Zong Ni and the other two left, Liu Hen looked at Wu Yuanming and asked, "How many people went to cut down the trees?"

"Um, this..."

Wu Yuanming said anxiously, "After your words were conveyed under the tree, those people simply dispersed. They didn't say anything about rejection, but they didn't explicitly agree either."

No one has brought back trees so far. Obviously, those people refused and felt that it was unnecessary to put in so much effort to live here.

After all, it can't be directly exchanged for food.

A sneer flashed in Liu Hen's eyes. It seemed that these barren dwellers had great doubts about their own abilities. No one was willing to exchange a tree for a residence quota.

"Sir, how about I urge those people to hurry up?" Wu Yuanming asked.

"Need not."

Liu Hen said calmly: "It's not me who suffered the loss anyway."

It just so happens that the Creation Workbench has almost been upgraded to the maximum level of Black Iron, and it’s almost time to move. It would be very troublesome to travel with too many people.

It’s not too late to start building power after finding the copper mine.

"By the way, this is for you."

He suddenly took out a bowl of tree cake paste and handed it to Wu Yuanming: "From now on, put aside everything else and work hard for me. I will give you enough of this food."

With carbohydrate porridge, he will never lack food again.

Suddenly, Wu Yuanming was cheered up and quickly took the food: "Yes, sir!"

This means a change in their identities, from being peripheral members to officially becoming subordinates of this psychic.

After sending Wu Yuanming away, Liu Hen returned to the house and took a look at the creation workbench.

To his surprise, the upgrade of the Creation Workbench had been completed long ago.

'How long did I sleep?'

He frowned secretly, then walked over, opened the production interface of the Creation Workbench, and looked at the new recipe.

The current workbench is already level ten, which is the maximum level of Black Iron. Logically, a very powerful recipe should appear.

And in fact, he was not disappointed.

Because the recipe this time is - grenade!
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