Mo Ran angrily scolded the woman: "I'm still scolding you if I give you something to eat? Do you want to die?"

The woman chewed the bread in her mouth, with a very complicated expression: "There is a black wind to cast spells, snatch life from the King of Hell, and there is such delicious food. I think that only the devil can do these things in this year, maybe in order to achieve some kind of evil deal."

Mo Ran laughed in anger and asked in a deep voice: "Can't we be gods who save the suffering?"

The woman looked at him.

Look at the sky again.

He showed a kind of freedom and freedom to see through the world, shook his head with a wry smile and said, "If there were indeed gods who saved the suffering, they would not have rained for so many years, and they could not have seen the people on this land die of thirst and starvation."

"In comparison." She looked at the child and the bread in his hand, raised her head and said sincerely to Mo Ran: "It's better that the devil is, at least give us something to eat, and no matter what kind of transactions, we can at least know that we still have value."

Mo Ran had nothing to say when he heard it.

Wang Wen came over.

After looking at the overall progress of the level displayed on the aircraft, he smiled and nodded at the woman and said, "Yes, we are the devils, and we have a purpose to save food for you."

Mo Ran's face became even more speechless, unable to understand why Wang Wen took the initiative to hold the shit on his head.

But the woman seemed very happy to find out that she was guessing the "truth".

Seeing that the person in front of her should be the leader of the "devil", she worshipped Wang Wen devoutly: "It's great, Lord Devil can do whatever he needs, soul or body? Or something else? As long as you have this kind of bread!"

Wang Wen shook his head and said, "You are our servants after eating food. Don't have souls or anything else. You just need to help us do things."

"Just be a servant?" the woman was stunned.

"Don't you?" Wang Wen pointed at the bread: "If..."

"Of course I do!" The woman let out a loud voice, her face flushed with excitement: "Being a servant for an adult is simply a blessing from the eighth generation of my ancestors! The ancestral tomb is filled with blue smoke, right, the ancestral tomb explodes!"

Long-term hunger and thirst were severely overdrawn her life.

After shouting, he almost called himself to die.

Wang Wen's fingers stretched out paused.

He took it back with a smile.

Zhu Xingguo took a bottle of ordinary bottled drinking water and handed it to her, and smiled approachably and said, "As long as you do things seriously, this kind of bread will be eaten open and full."

The woman took the water and kowtowed repeatedly.

He also pulled the kids to knock them together.

I stopped after I took the water bottle and took a big sip of it, and then wanted to feed the child a few more sips.

But the child shook his head and refused to drink.

He had a nausea when he drank stomach and drank water before.

What's more, I drink the World Tower prop [Healthy Water].

I don't feel thirsty at all now.

I didn't even look at the Aquarius.

But the bread never stopped bit by bit.

The woman couldn't help but slap him twice in the butt and blamed him for not drinking even the water given by the "Devil" to slap the baby.

I saw that the child really didn't want to drink water.

Then he gave up.

He bowed his head gratefully and said to Wang Wen: "What do you need me to do? Just give me your order!"

Wang Wen turned sideways to the village and said, "How many people like you who are starving to death if you can't eat and are almost starving to death? How many people are there in the village? You can just go and summon them all."

"There are not many more, all living people are counted." The woman hesitated and looked embarrassed: "I'm fine if I go there, I'm afraid I won't be able to call anyone. My wife says no one can listen to me."

Wang Wen raised his eyebrows: "Just say you're going to have a meal at the entrance of the village."

"Ah?!" The woman's eyes lit up and nodded repeatedly: "It makes sense and reasonable, wise, sir! Then I'll go now!"

As she spoke, she pulled the child up and ran into the village.

"Leave the kids behind."

Wang Wen said.

"Ah?" the woman turned around.

Wang Wen smiled and said, "Save the child as hostage, otherwise what if you run away and don't come back? We are devils and don't believe in people."

"It makes sense and it makes sense." The woman's last doubts disappeared when she heard such a stern devil's declaration.

It is the most reassuring to be able to put things on the surface.

She struggled to survive until now, and she only thought that she and her children could survive.

Nothing else matters.

There is nothing to lose except life.

As long as the "Devil" doesn't take any life, you can do anything!

The woman gave the child to Wang Wen, and the woman ran into the village without looking back.

Perhaps in her opinion, it is much safer for a child to stay by Wang Wen's side than to enter the village with her.

Zhu Xingguo leaned closer and looked at the little Heihai, and asked Wang Wen: "Master, what should I do next?"

Wang Wen saw that the progress displayed on the aircraft had reached more than minus 100.

He used [Heart of Man and Heaven] to force the progress of 1 minute to add 6 points.

It takes at least ten minutes at 60 o'clock.

As a result, everyone had already owed more than 100 progress within a few minutes after they arrived at this level.

The rate of negative growth is really terrible!

Before, while Zhu Xingguo and others saved their children, they tried to swear that no one who brought the progress would die.

The result is slower than hard fill.

I guess I am really fighting against the King of Hell, and the energy required is extremely huge.

So Wang Wen decided to gather the people in the village in front of him and try to see how much you have to swear to get the progress quickly and "cheap".

I heard Zhu Xingguo’s question.

Wang Wen said to him: "Do a full set of acting, you can cook some porridge with a big pot, don't consider the taste, just enough quantity."

"Okay!"

Zhu Xingguo happily started to make a fire and cook.

He took out a huge alloy barrel and put it on the stove.

He took out another bucket and poured water into it.

Mo Ran showed off his fighting master's technique with an axe.

Cut the firewood into even strips in a few strokes horizontally and vertically.

Cheng Quyi and the thin boy stuffed them into the stove together.

Light it with alcohol blocks below.

A few people started throwing ingredients into the rice bucket.

There is rice and millet.

There are potatoes and sweet potatoes.

There are vegetables and meat rolls.

The ingredients that were thrown in at the beginning were quite normal.

It gradually became strange.

There are radishes, cucumbers, eggs, yams, shrimps, pig hearts, etc. that you don’t know if you can mix them together and eat them.

What’s even more exaggerated is that Wang Wen accidentally seemed to see Mo Ran throwing a “bug?” in!

Rolling his eyes helplessly.

Wang Wen felt that it would be okay for this group of people to die on the spot.

Anyway, this village is used to test the progress of the level.

Not long.

Some villagers came out one after another in the village.

They all moved forward like skeletons, dragging their legs and feet.

Men, women, young and old.

They walked to the entrance of the village and saw a big pot simmering on fire.

Everyone was crazy.

He rushed up and grabbed the rice bucket and grabbed something into his mouth.

Raw and mature have no effect on them at all.

Some people even couldn't grab the ones they had done, so they just brought water to drink.

It tastes delicious when you drink it in large mouthfuls.

When Mo Ran saw how this was possible, he walked up to pull the person away from the bucket.

These people were so thin that they were easily thrown away by Mo Ran with one hand.
Chapter completed!