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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 in mouthfuls.

The first bite, don't tell me, this kind of white porridge is quite delicious.

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

On 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 the direction of Mu Zhou. He watched Mu Zhou hand the porridge to other people in the Shan clan one by one.

Finally, Shan Yiren mustered up the courage and moved in the direction of Muzhou.

"Well, you must have used a lot of water to make this for us, right?" Shan Yiren walked up to Mu Zhou and asked Mu Zhou.

"Of course it's a lot. This is porridge! It's porridge!" Mu Zhou replied.

"Then count how much was used. We, the mountain clan, will definitely repay you." Shan Yiren paused, then continued: "And what is that food? It's this thing."

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 was thinking 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 truly appease the people of the Shan clan.

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

This is 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.

Only a few people from the Shan tribe were seen 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.

"Shan Hua. Come on." Shan Chengzhou handed the mobile phone in his hand to the young man named Shan Hua.

"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.

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

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

These mountain tribesmen had lifeless eyes, solemn expressions, and their bodies seemed to have been drained of their souls.

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."