I picked up skill fragments in the demon world.

Chapter 42 Mysterious Memory in the Blood

Second day

Zhang Chen fed the falcon with the chopped meat, then went all the way back into the cave, placed the falcon on a shelf that had been built long ago in the cave, and began to sort and check the honey in the jar.

As Zhang Chen opened the jar of honey, the bumblebees that were building their nests seemed to have smelled some signal. They flapped their wings and flew over, swarming towards Zhang Chen's jar. Zhang Chen was so frightened that he quickly shook off the group of bumblebees with his sleeves. Then he took some honey out of the jar with his fingers and threw it on the rock beside him, causing the bumblebees to scramble to suck it up. This gave Zhang Chen the opportunity to put the honey into a honey jar.

"The most important thing for me next is to dig up the ancient tomb, and then collect honey to cope with the rent increase. The most important thing is to improve my skills." Zhang Chen sorted the honey and calculated the time. It was noon today, which was the time when the yang energy was strong. It was the best time to enter the tomb and dig a hole.

Zhang Chen carried his equipment into the underground cave and carefully inspected it. He did not notice anything unusual, nor did he see any small animals coming. So he picked up the Luoyang shovel and walked down to start today's task of excavating the frozen soil.

Digging soil, filling and transporting, as the digging reaches the extremely cold permafrost layer, the Luoyang shovel has basically lost its effectiveness.

It was still cold in the cave, and soon the hammer was covered with a layer of frost. Zhang Chen had to wrap himself in animal skins to prevent the cold from invading his body.

In fact, although Zhang Chen's bloodline had mutated, it still did not help in excavating the ancient tomb. His strength did not increase, nor did his patience, nor did he have the ability to resist cold or heat. It seemed that the bloodline mutation had only given him the ability to control blood, and that was all.

However, Zhang Chen has mastered the ability to control blood circulation, which can speed up the blood circulation and remove blood stasis, and speed up the blood circulation to provide nutrition and strength. Zhang Chen's endurance has indeed been enhanced, but in contrast, Zhang Chen's blood consumption has increased much faster.

After digging for a whole morning, Zhang Chen stewed meat directly outside the pit. After eating and drinking, he continued to dig the soil.

[Points +1]

[Points +7]

[Points +18]

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Around 3 p.m., Zhang Chen stopped what he was doing and looked at the Gold Finger page:

【Name: Zhang Chen】

[Skill 1 (Level 0): ​​Light of the Righteous God (5000/)]

[Skill 2 (Ungraded): Dragon Energy (0/2000)]

[Skill 3 (Ungraded): Blood Control (0/100000)]

【Points: 4690】

"I only dug about forty points in one day. How strange! Logically speaking, shouldn't the experience points increase as we go deeper into the cave? Why are the experience points decreasing?" Zhang Chen was puzzled and couldn't figure out the reason.

How come, just like the stone tablet, the experience points dropped are getting less and less?

"I don't know why. I'll know after I chisel open the tomb and go in to check." Zhang Chen didn't delve into it. He now only hoped that the tomb could give him some help so that he could collect 5,000 experience points and upgrade the level of his first skill.

For him, his hope of restraining the vixen, suppressing the vixen, and living freely from then on all rests on the big tomb.

"The collection of experience points has slowed down. Maybe I can find some ways from other places, such as stealing the gold pages from the vixen next door." Zhang Chen had an idea, but gave up after thinking about it. He didn't want to provoke the vixen now. He had finally gotten the vixen to let him go, so how could he bring trouble upon himself?
Does anyone know if the vixen has tampered with the gold page?

Although the speed of tomb digging and upgrading is a bit slow, it is safe. Zhang Chen is now focusing on safety in everything and does not want to take any risky moves.

Zhang Chen brushed off the dust on his body, then walked out of the tomb and came to the stream to wash. However, looking at the drier stream, Zhang Chen's eyes showed a hint of surprise. The stream in front of him was only two meters wide. Standing on the edge, he could clearly see the bottom of the water and the fish swimming around in the water, unaware of the danger.

"The stream water is dropping so fast! Such a rapid drop in water level is obviously abnormal. I'm afraid that the year of great disaster is coming." Zhang Chen said with a grim expression while standing on the shore.

Many people would wonder why people don’t go fishing or catch animals in the mountains when there is no harvest in years of disaster?
In fact, this idea is too narrow-minded. The main culprit of the disaster was drought. The drought caused all the grass and trees in the mountains to die, and the animals could not survive, so they had to migrate or starve to death. The villagers' crops were harvested due to the drought, and they had no grass roots or tree bark to eat, so they had to leave their homes and go out to find a way to survive.

As for fishing?
In a year of great disaster, I'm afraid the Yangtze River and the Yellow River will dry up, so where will the fish be?

If the Yangtze River and the Yellow River had not dried up, there would always be rain thanks to the powerful evaporation of water vapor from the He and Luo rivers, and there would not have been such a severe drought.

So once a drought occurs, basically everyone will die, not just humans and farmers, but also the plants and animals in the mountains, as well as the streams and fish, all will suffer the same fate.

"We need to prepare early." Zhang Chen looked at the dry and yellow leaves in the mountains, picked up a knife and cut some grass, then went to check the trap. After harvesting two wild ducks, he walked towards home.

Zhang Chen has a lot of things to consider. He has to consider how to feed his bumblebees in a year of disaster. The bumblebees might not survive in a year of disaster. He also has to consider the chickens and ducks at home, as well as his stepmother and younger sister.

"This world is really driving people crazy." Zhang Chen muttered to himself, returned home, fed the straw bundle to the musk deer, and then began to prepare food for dinner.

Zhang Chen did not eat meat for dinner, but instead had rice in a clay pot.

It was Zhang Chen who invented the clay pot rice first. Then when the vixen came, the vixen next door learned it.

After feeding the pheasants and ducks with the leftover rice, Zhang Chen lay down on the bed and began to rest with his eyes closed: "I haven't visited my stepmother and little sister for a while. I don't know how they are doing. I should make time to visit them tomorrow."

Zhang Chen was lying on the bed, drowsy. He had been feeling a burning sensation inside his body and couldn't sleep well for some time. But as the pain had subsided in recent days and the transformation seemed to be coming to an end, Zhang Chen was able to take a short nap every day.

Zhang Chen fell into a drowsy sleep, the crystal core in his blood kept flickering, and suddenly at a certain moment the movement of the crystal core stopped, quietly suspended in Zhang Chen's body, and then the void around the crystal core began to twist, as if it had turned into a bottomless pit, swallowing up Zhang Chen's blood. In just a breath, it had completely swallowed up Zhang Chen's blood, and not a drop of blood was left in Zhang Chen's body. At this time, Zhang Chen's breathing was still stable, and he didn't seem to notice the changes in his body.

After three breaths, the crystal core was seen vibrating slightly, and began to spit out the blood around Zhang Chen. Soon the blood flowed back and circulated around Zhang Chen.

This cycle repeated nine times, and nine mysterious runes appeared on the crystal core. Then the strange symbols shattered and turned into a series of illusory illusions. There seemed to be wind, rain, thunder and lightning, and terrifying figures fighting in the blood-red river. Countless streams of information rushed into Zhang Chen's soul.

Zhang Chen had a dream. He dreamed that he seemed to have transformed into a figure surrounded by blood, fighting with an invisible opponent. A blood-red river was flowing around him. Wherever the blood-red river passed, countless living beings turned into mummies, and their blood was plundered by the blood river.

The face of the man opposite could not be seen clearly, but he kept forming seals with his hands to suppress his river of blood.

The two men fought for an unknown amount of time, and Zhang Chen felt as if he was dead. His body was beaten to pieces, and only a hand that was severed at the root remained, buried deep in the wilderness.

Along with the changes in the world, after who knows how many years, the palm underwent an inexplicable change and evolved into the material of jade. The true blood inside it gathered again and actually gave birth to spiritual intelligence.

Then one day a tall man came over. The man was hazy and Zhang Chen couldn't see his face clearly, as if he was separated by time and space. He just felt that the man was very sad, extremely sad. Even the heaven and earth were infected by the man's emotions, emitting bursts of mournful cries.

Then he was taken away to a cemetery. The man clapped his hands, and jade powder around Zhang Chen kept falling off, turning into the shape of a tombstone, and then he was pressed in front of a big tomb.

In a trance, Zhang Chen seemed to see a strange-shaped dragon and a woman wearing coarse linen clothes.

The woman was lying in a coffin made of a huge log. The log was three meters long and hollowed out, just enough to accommodate a person.

The expression on the woman's face was calm and peaceful, as if she was asleep. Her absolutely beautiful face made the world lose its color.

That dragon was even stranger. There were countless wounds on its body, as if it had been cut into pieces. Even the scales on its body had been pulled out countless times. The bloody wounds were very hideous. Its dragon horn was broken, and it had lost two of its claws. The remaining two claws were also covered with countless hideous cracks.

The man looked at the woman and the dragon lying on the log for a long time without saying a word. After an unknown amount of time, the man began to use hand gestures to arrange the tomb, and the strangely shaped dragon was buried in front of the woman's coffin, as if it was guarding her safety.

"Bang~" Suddenly, the sound of a washbasin falling to the ground came from next door, waking Zhang Chen up from his dream.

"What a realistic dream! But this dream is a little strange. I seem to have dreamt about the origin of the stone tablet?"

Zhang Chen suddenly turned over and sat up, looking out the window. It was already completely dark. There was a sound of pots and pans colliding from next door. It was a chopping board that fell to the ground, which woke Zhang Chen up.

The person next door was fiddling with rice, and the clinking sounds seemed a lot louder than usual.

Zhang Chen sat alone in the dark for a while, and then he heard the sound of pots and pans colliding next door. Zhang Chen was annoyed, and then he walked to the wall. He suddenly felt that he had not come to the wall to peek for a long time, and he didn't know how far the vixen had recovered.

Gently poking open the crack in the wall, I saw the white-haired fox cooking, but the scholar Zhang Chen was nowhere to be found, apparently he had not returned yet.

Zhang Chen looked at the extremely beautiful girl. Her soul had actually become more condensed. Now she looked like a real person and it was impossible to tell that she was a soul.

"This vixen has recovered a lot of strength." Zhang Chen stared at the vixen for a while, then scanned the entire room. He saw no experience points dropped in the next room, so he slowly blocked the hole and sat back on the bed. Suddenly, he was stunned: "It doesn't hurt anymore! I don't feel any pain anymore! The burning feeling in my body is gone too."

Zhang Chen's eyes were filled with surprise and joy. He carefully sensed the blood in his body and saw that the rice-grain-sized crystal core had turned into a sphere. It was a round and flawless sphere, no longer the polygonal crystal before, and it was now quietly flowing in his body.

Zhang Chen looked at the ball. As he thought about it, the crystal ball started to rotate and kept shuttling through his blood, just like a fish swimming non-stop.

"This is my second life!" Zhang Chen adjusted for a while and found that he did not discover any supernatural powers when he activated the crystal. Then he stopped sensing and lay on the bed to take a nap. At the same time, he was thinking about the inherited memory in his previous dream. However, the memory was intermittent at this time and he needed to sort it out by himself. It would take some time to fully analyze it.

An unknown amount of time had passed before Zhang Chen was groping in his sleep. Only one thought flashed through his mind before he went to sleep:

"I am in better shape now, and it is time for me to go see my mother and little sister and give them the robe."

On the second day, Zhang Chen went into the mountains to hunt, inspected the traps, caught a wild duck, a rabbit and a pheasant. After collecting honey and feeding the bumblebees, he did not continue to dig the ancient tomb, but cut some grass and turned down the mountain to visit his mother and younger sister.

After returning home, he fed the musk deer with green grass. After the musk deer had finished eating the grass, Zhang Chen took the wild ducks and rabbits he had hunted that day and led the musk deer out the door.

He hasn't visited his stepmother and younger sister for a long time since his family was beset by a fox spirit. It's not that he doesn't want to go, but he's afraid that if he goes, the fox spirit will notice him and kill all of his family.

And he didn't have any extra food at that time, so he didn't go out.

Zhang Chen was quite eye-catching as he walked along, leading the musk deer and carrying the wild duck on his back. However, people passing by just looked at him with envy but did not say much. There was no chaos in the world yet. It had been a peaceful and prosperous era for sixty years. The majesty of the dynasty's laws was above everyone else, and no one dared to challenge the majesty of the court.

The laws of the Dasheng Dynasty were strict, not much worse than the Qin Dynasty's laws before it, and it also adopted a system of collective responsibility, so it was rare to see people committing crimes.

However, the imperial power did not extend to the countryside in this era, and the emperor's power could not reach some remote areas, so some people would take advantage of the situation, such as those who forged swords. If they were forged in the county, they would have been reported and denounced, and the whole family would be punished, eggs would be scattered, and ant nests would be poured with hot water to kill them all.

The stepmother's farm was behind the mountain, and Zhang Chen's village was in front of the mountain.

The mountains are not far away. Thinking of his stepmother, Zhang Chen couldn't help but smile bitterly. To be honest, his stepmother treated him very well.

In the boy’s vague memory, when he was about five years old, his father took him, his older sister and his infant sister out of a very large house and was escorted by a group of people to a bitter and cold place to herd horses and cattle. Then, his father did not know what means he used, but not long after, he left the pasture and came to this small village.

My father was a foreigner and was quite conspicuous when he arrived here. In order to settle down here, he somehow hooked up with the widow who lived in the back mountain, and then the two of them got married. From then on, my father was considered half a local, so he took Zhang Chen to live in the widow's house in the back mountain.

In the following year, the family lived in harmony. Although they did not have luxury, they were still able to get by. Two more people were added to the family, and the widow gave birth to a boy for my father. Although life was tight at home, there was constant laughter and joy.

When Zhang Chen was eight years old, his biological father went into the mountains to hunt and was bitten by a wild beast. Because there was no anti-inflammatory or disinfectant medicine, he died three months later, leaving his mother and four siblings to make a living.

Zhang Chen is the second of three siblings. He has an older sister who is five years older than him and a younger sister who is three years younger than him. His stepmother gave birth to a younger brother who is five years younger than him after she married her stepmother and that cheap man.

After Zhang Chen's father passed away, he left behind only a shabby house and some worthless bottles and jars for his orphan and widowed mother.

After his father died, Zhang Chen's stepmother and four siblings lived a hard life, relying entirely on the stepmother's sewing and mending.

Then when Zhang Chen was a little older and was raised by his stepmother for four years, he was often able to hunt in the mountains with Wang Wu. Then he was driven out and separated from the family to live separately. Then Zhang Chen returned to his old and dilapidated thatched house and became a neighbor of Zhang Chen next door.

"To be honest, my stepmother is a very good person. She took care of me for four years after my father died and brought me up. She even drove me out hunting only after she saw that I was able to go hunting with Wang Wu. She is so kind. Besides, my younger sister is still being raised by my stepmother. She has no land and relies on working for others to make a living. You can imagine how difficult her life is for her to raise four children alone." Zhang Chen muttered.

Although he was driven out by his stepmother, he only felt gratitude towards her and had no resentment towards her.

As for his elder sister, two years ago, when Zhang Chen was thirteen years old, he was conscripted by the Great Victory Dynasty to serve in the army. As a male in the family, Zhang Chen had no choice but to take up the post. His elder sister could not bear to see her younger brother die, and she did something unknown. She brought back a large sum of money to be exempted from the labor service, but from that day on, his elder sister disappeared from home, and Zhang Chen's service was also cancelled.

At that time, Zhang Chen did not understand. His stepmother said that his sister had abandoned him to look for his mother. Zhang Chen believed it and was filled with hatred for his elder sister. Now that he thinks about it carefully, there are probably many more ways and the result may not be good. How could his sister, a weak woman, bring such a large sum of money?

Zhang Chen didn't dare to think about it!
Zhang Chen went around the back mountain and came to the village behind the mountain. The village behind the mountain was called Liwan Village. There were more than 300 households in the village, which was considered a large village. His stepmother's house was not on the edge of the village, but in the central core of the village.

But before Zhang Chen entered the village, he saw a thin figure squatting on the barren hill at the entrance of the village, digging wild vegetables with a basket on his arm.

The figure was very thin, and was wearing tattered and ill-fitting clothes. The clothes were obviously too big, making the figure look even thinner.

Looking at that thin figure, it was like seeing a skinny monkey, wrapped in clothes, squatting on the ground and crawling around.

"Zhang Tuowei!"

Zhang Chen looked at the short figure and called out from a distance while holding the musk deer.

The short figure paused, then turned around quickly like a monkey, and after seeing Zhang Chen's face clearly, he threw away the basket and ran over like a clever monkey. However, the "little monkey" was wearing adult clothes, and the hem was obviously longer than the length. Because he ran too fast, he stepped on the lapels and fell to the ground with dust all over his face.

"Don't be anxious! Don't be anxious!" Zhang Chen saw the short figure fall to the ground, and couldn't help but feel distressed. However, because he was holding the deer, he couldn't go over to greet him directly. He could only helplessly shout loudly: "Slow down! Slow down!"

"Big brother!"

The figure didn't care, he got up and shouted anxiously, then continued to rush forward. When he got close, he was about to throw himself into Zhang Chen's arms, but he stepped on the hem of his clothes and fell in front of Zhang Chen.

"Tear~"

This time, not only did the figure fall down, but there was also the sound of clothes tearing, and the hem of the clothes, which had been worn out with so much trouble, was finally torn.

"Big brother!"

The girl didn't care about that. She jumped up covered in dust and went into Zhang Chen's arms.

Yes, it was a girl! But the name was too ugly. I didn't know why my father gave a girl such an ugly name as "Zhang Taowei".

Zhang Chen didn't care about the dust and hugged the girl directly, saying in a reproachful voice: "Didn't I tell you to slow down?"

The girl's body was covered in dust, her face was tanned and covered with layers of dead skin. She looked like a traveler riding a bicycle in later generations. Her vicissitudes and old age were heartbreaking to see.

"Tell me yourself, how many months have you not come to see me?" The girl's voice was clear, and her pair of black and white eyes stared at Zhang Chen. She ignored the dust on her face and rubbed directly against Zhang Chen's body.

"You girl, and you blame me. I can't survive in the front mountain anymore, so how can I have time to see you? I'm already busy going up the mountain to look for prey every day." Zhang Chen patted the girl's head in annoyance, and simply put the girl on his shoulders and carried her up. The girl's body was very light and skinny, like a skeleton.

Combined with the loose clothes, it looks like an oversized skull, funny and ridiculous.

"I thought you thought I was a burden and didn't want to come to see me." The girl's voice was full of resentment.

"Girl, why wouldn't your brother come to see you?" Zhang Chen said to comfort her.

The girl turned her eyes and looked at the deer behind her: "Wow, brother, you caught a big one."

"Do you want to eat?" Zhang Chen said with a smile.

"I want to eat it! I want it steamed! I want it braised!" The girl looked at the musk deer with her eyes shining. She wished she could stuff the musk deer directly into her stomach. Her saliva dripped onto Zhang Chen's neck.

"Zhang Taowei, are you disgusting? Stop spitting!" Zhang Chen wiped his neck with his sleeve with disgust on his face, his voice was very exaggerated.

The girl didn't care. She stretched out her hand and directly opened Zhang Chen's basket. The next moment, she exclaimed, "Wow, jerky! It's actually jerky! Big brother, you have such a good life! No wonder you are fair and tender, and look like a rich young man. It turns out that you are eating meat in front and making us suffer in the back."

As he spoke, he picked up the dried meat and stuffed it into his mouth without paying attention to the dust on his hands. His mouth was filled in an instant and he looked like a little hamster, puffing up his cheeks vigorously.

"You are such a good guy, Zhang Chen. You are eating the delicious food in front, but you don't care about my life or death. I am thinking about you all day long, afraid that you will starve to death because you can't hunt prey. You are so heartless." Zhang Taowei simply rode on Zhang Chen's neck, swinging his legs back and forth and kicking Zhang Chen's chest.

This was the first time Zhang Chen met his younger sister after awakening his memories of his past life. He did not feel the slightest bit of strangeness or unfamiliarity. After all, she was his biological sister who had crawled out of his belly.

"You are really too much, girl. I thought of bringing you some good things, but you blame me. If I had time, why wouldn't I come to see you?"

Zhang Chen complained unhappily, then pulled out a fist-sized jar from his sleeve and handed it to the girl on his shoulder. Zhang Taowei took the bottle and opened it carelessly at first. He was stunned by the crystal inside and didn't recognize what was inside: "What is this?"

"You'll know if you try it. Can I poison you to death?" Zhang Chen was not merciful.

Zhang Chen vaguely remembered that Zhang Taowei and he had eaten honey in that big house when they were young. However, so many years had passed, and Zhang Taowei was very young at the time, so he had long forgotten that memory.

"So sweet! Honey, this is the honey that Uncle Wang in the village talked about!" Zhang Taowei exclaimed while riding on Zhang Chen's neck. His dirty hands tightly grasped the bottle, fearing that the bottle of honey would fall. At this time, Zhang Taowei's voice was full of disbelief: "Where did you get this good stuff? You can also get such a rare commodity? You are really rich now."

Zhang Taowei sat on Zhang Chen's neck and carefully took a bite with the tip of his tongue, then closed the jar and said with a happy face, "Go back and give it to my younger brother and mother."

Zhang Chen did not comment upon hearing this.

Holding a crocodile collar and carrying a basket on his back, Zhang Chen walked in the village with a musk deer, attracting the attention of the young and old men in the village. Some of them greeted Zhang Chen while others ignored him.

Zhang Chen has lived in Liwan Village for many years. He doesn’t know all the villagers, but he knows most of them.

Zhang Chen led the musk deer all the way to a dilapidated thatched cottage. The outer wall of the cottage was made of mud and straw. The dilapidated cottage had been ravaged by the years and there was a big hole in the side room.

The gate was a fence woven from wood. Looking through the crack in the door, one could see a boy about three or four years old picking wild vegetables in the yard.

The boy was naked and his body was completely black. He was more tanned than Zhang Taowei, and even more emaciated due to hunger than Zhang Taowei.

Under the scorching sun in the yard, a woman with dark skin and a thin figure was moving back and forth with needle and thread.

The woman's clothes were tattered, even more tattered than Zhang Taowei's. They were all patched together with countless patches. It was obvious that they had been cut and altered again and again, and had lost their color due to starching and washing.

"Mom, look who's here!" Zhang Tao rode on Zhang Chen's neck, looked over the wall and saw the woman in the yard.

The boy who was picking wild vegetables stopped what he was doing and turned to look, and the thin and dark woman who was dancing with needle and thread also raised her head.

The yard door opened, and Zhang Chen walked in dragging the musk deer. The woman's eyes swept across Zhang Chen's fair and delicate face, and finally fell on the musk deer behind Zhang Chen. She couldn't help but be stunned.

Zhang Chen closed the door, put his younger sister down, tied the deer to a nearby stool, came to the woman, and called her affectionately, "Mom!"

The woman looked at Zhang Chen's fair and delicate face, and it was obvious that he was living a good life. Then she came to her senses and said in a very gentle voice: "I was worried about you a few days ago, but now it seems that you are living a good life."

She had no resentment, only happiness in her voice, a genuine happiness. She did not blame Zhang Chen for raising her children so fair and tender, but why did he not come to take care of the lives of the old and young in the family. This was her nature, gentle to the extreme, always with that kind of weak nature, otherwise after her father died, the family land would not have been extorted.

"I've encountered some troubles recently. Now that I've solved them, I have time to come over." Zhang Chen explained. He didn't mention what troubles he had, because the vixen was definitely not something she could handle.

The woman looked nervous when she heard this and put down her needle and thread: "What's the trouble? If you encounter any trouble, tell me and I will never let anyone bully you."

"It has been solved. It's just some minor problems. You don't have to worry, mother." Zhang Chen said with a smile.

As he spoke, Zhang Chen pointed to a musk deer nearby and said, "I know that mother and brother have a hard life, so I sent a musk deer to help mother and brother improve their diet."

The woman's eyes sparkled when she heard that, and then she swallowed her saliva and said, "Let's sell it for brown rice! How many days can a musk deer last? If we exchange it for brown rice and wild vegetables, it can last for half a year."

Zhang Chen smiled when he heard this, opened the basket, and took out the brown rice that he had prepared long ago: "This is thirty kilograms of brown rice, enough for us mothers to eat for half a month. Now my hunting skills have improved, and I have other income, so you don't have to worry about your life in the future."

Zhang Chen's eyes fell on the woman's hands. Her skinny fingers were covered with calluses and wounds. It was these hands that showed off the most exquisite embroidery and supported the three siblings for many years.

As he spoke, he took out the dried meat and handed it to the boy. He didn't mind the dust on the boy and directly hugged the boy in his arms: "Xiao Fei, do you miss your brother? See what good things your brother brought you."

"Meat! Meat!" Zhang Fei's eyes suddenly turned green, and he was directly attracted by the dried meat. How could he care about Zhang Chen? He stretched out his hand and pounced on it.

(End of this chapter)