Building infrastructure in the wizard world

Chapter 192 Disagreement
Shan Yiren definitely didn't want to lose the power in his hands at this time, so he had no choice but to come to the entrance of the supermarket in good faith.

He picked up the white porridge that Mu Zhou brought over, and began to swallow it mouthful.

The first bite, don't say it, this porridge is quite delicious.

In the second bite, the warm food enters the stomach, which is really comfortable.

The third bite, why did this thing bottom out?

The fourth bite, can I still ask him for a copy?

Shan Yiren raised his dazed head and looked in Mu Zhou's direction. He watched Mu Zhou handing out portions of porridge to other members of the Shan tribe.

Finally, Shan Yiren summoned up his courage and moved towards Mu Zhou.

"Well, you must have used a lot of water to get this thing for us, right?" Shan Yiren walked to Mu Zhou's side and asked Mu Zhou.

"Of course not a lot. This is porridge! It's porridge!" Mu Zhou replied.

"How much did you use? Count it. Our Shan people will definitely repay you." Shan Yiren paused, then continued: "And what is that food? This is it."

Mu Zhou looked at a grain of rice in Shan Yiren's hand, and replied, "Rice. We planted it in our camp. If you really want to repay us, get well soon."

Get well soon?
Just get well soon?

Shan Yiren looked at Mu Zhou suspiciously.

What Mu Zhou thought was simple.

There are many benefits for Shan Yiren to get well sooner.

Firstly, Shan Yiren can exchange his labor for food.

Secondly, Shan Yiren can be allowed to really appease the people of the Shan tribe.

Come three, let Shan Yiren teach you some experience on how to live with insect elves.

That's what Mu Zhou planned.

But when he raised his head, Jianshan Yiren was still standing in front of him like a log.

"Is there anything else?" Mu Zhou asked.

"Well, another bowl." Saying that, Shan Yiren handed the bowl to Mu Zhou, and his face turned slightly red.

It turned out to be because of this.

Mu Zhou happily filled Shan Yiren's bowl.

After Shan Yiren was full and drunk, he went back to observe the movements of the Shan people.

I saw some people from the Shan tribe sitting around Shan Chengzhou, staring intently at the black square box in Shan Chengzhou's hand.

"Run to the left, Patriarch, go to the left."

"Jump. Jump. Ah, killed."

This part of the Shan tribe's eyes became scorching in an instant, and they all stared at Shan Chengzhou with fiery eyes.Just waiting for Shan Chengzhou to hand over the square box in his hand.

Of course, Shan Chengzhou noticed the eyes of these people, and he glanced at them.

"Shanhua. Come on." Shan Chengzhou handed the mobile phone to the young man named Shanhua.

"Okay. Okay. Patriarch, I will live up to everyone's expectations." Shanhua quickly expressed his opinion.

Shan Chengzhou couldn't laugh or cry, playing a game and living up to expectations, what's so good about living up to expectations.

Afterwards, Shan Chengzhou's eyes met Shan Yiren's.

Shan Yiren immediately looked away and looked at another part of the Shan tribe.

This part of the mountain people had lifeless eyes, solemn faces, and their whole bodies seemed to have their souls taken away by something.

It is in stark contrast with the Shan people sitting around Shan Cheng.

As for this part of the Shan tribe, the leaders are naturally the Great Elder and the Second Elder.

At this time, Shan Yiren felt Shan Chengzhou's approach.

He raised his head, and saw Shan Chengzhou walking beside Shan Yiren, and said with that healthy face that he had never seen before.

"Talk?" Shan Chengzhou sent out an invitation.

"You don't need to talk." Shan Yiren refused and then affirmed: "What do you want to do, I will help you."

　Today's condition is particularly bad, only this!But I will definitely adjust the status tomorrow and will resume the update.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)