This is the life of ordinary people in the deep-sea world. No matter what battles or intrigues are, they have little to do with them.

They

I just want to eat food, rice, white steamed buns, take good care of my family and children, that's all.

"I……"

Chen Changan was speechless for a moment. After drinking the fish soup and grass leaf soup in the bowl in silence, he jumped to the flying Henan people with a silent look on his face.

He, Chen Chang'an, the so-called Chang'an God, can make this old lady eat delicious food and drink spicy food, and can also allow hundreds of people on the island to live a good life, eat and drink well every day.

But what about it!

Treasure Island is only fifteen square kilometers.

Beyond this island is a huge human waters, and the deep-sea countries are eyeing each other.

More than 3 billion humans are slimming down and living a life that is a hundred times harder than an old lady cooking!

Can He help?

Chen Changan sighed deeply and sent his confusion to the Huaxia Think Tank, asking them what good ideas they had.

Soon, the Huaxia Think Tank responded to a message:
Chapter completed!