Three days later, on the track line.

Lao Wang finally realized what the electric rat that did not count as a servant of fate meant. Without the wish coins as a supplement, the little thing's appetite was simply suffocating. The two Li Cang and the four old Wangs, Li Cang, were no match for Li Lace.

He was afraid,

“Luckily, this thing is gluttonous…”

The electric mouse occasionally chewed two bites of scrap copper and iron piled up on the island, but it seemed that it could not be digested, and it would only pull out black and dirty metal bumps.

Lao Wang tried to sell this metal poop to prayer coins, and exchanged it for a 12-hour [blasphemy] sentence and a fine of 8 fate coins as he wished.

This person is outrageous. He is obviously timid like a mouse, but he has never lacked the courage to commit suicide.

Li Cang asked casually at a snakeskin:

"How are you Transformers? Is there any chance?"

"Ah..." Lao Wang felt like a javelin flying from the sky, and he exposes his heart, "Or why don't we talk about what you are going to do with this snake skin..."

"Make some gadgets and give Da Leizi a birthday gift."

"It's almost two months since you remembered that you're going to have a baby dead, but you're going to have breastfeeding."

"Her birthday is the first seventh day of our Earth Mom," Li Cang said speechlessly. "What do you think I can do on the seventh day of the disaster?"

"Take the stomach-smelting tablets as sildenafil?" Lao Wang thought seriously for a long time, and pointed at the big corpse with a serious expression. "After eating, he made a eldest son, and the stomach-smelting tablets are YYDS~"

Li Cang:(╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻

There will be a battle between you and me today, either you die or I live!

It was very miserable. Lao Wang was beaten by four heavily armored corpses hanging on a tree, and he criticized Li Cang for not being virtuous throughout the whole process.

Teacher Cang said: "Ha, how can an elegant mage be willing to fall into the depravity of those vulgar warriors?"

"Have you been bored crazy these days?" Li Lace suddenly appeared, "Teacher Cang, the black vine seeds on the upside down island have sprouted."

"Really and false!"

Li Cang was very excited. Brother Dazi received the instructions to carry his brisk steps and climbed down from the edge of the empty island.

Lao Wang put his head on and shouted wildly,

"You turtle guy, you can put me down first..."

Half a month has passed since planting the black vine seeds, and Li Cang almost forgot about this thing.

I saw a circle of bone fences surrounded by placental scraps, a cluster of black buds arched through the soil, as crystal clear as if they were made of black crystal.

It can move, twist, and be ugly and cute.

The Floating Island has no indication or rejection of this young plant, and everything is quite normal.

"Does this thing be watered or fertilized..."

Li Cang feels it doesn't need it.

After all, even on the floating mountain with normal gravity in the second ring line, this thing is still growing upside down, and it is obviously impossible to get wet into the rain.

He made a pile of fate coin like turtle jelly and buried it around the plant.

Alienated bone fragments, the matrix of fate coin, are all the things he can think of that might be helpful to the growth of Black Vine.

Back to the main island, Li Cang turned on the switches of the fluorescent headlights below to reasonably control the activity area of ​​a wave of black vines.

"It's continued, and the black vines grow out, and we can use this thing to extract black oil and white water," Li Cang was very happy. "Old Wang's sneak dream finally has a real opportunity to implement it."

Li Lace was not interested in this, but just frowned:

"There is no need to use it against Pu Chou Zombie. To be honest, this kind of thing will only make us relax our vigilance and become an obstacle to the normal growth of real strength."

"The initial value of the sickle hand power, which is mainly agile in the three stages of alienation, has started at 12c. This is a terrible number. It is always good to prepare for one more hand." Li Cang said, "and it is obviously smarter. It is not completely dominated by instinct and appetite. They have their own ideas..."

"Yes," Lao Wang appeared beside Li Cang like a ghost, rubbing the marks on his wrist. "I think the most terrifying thing is that the corpse girls can control the Pu Chou zombie group to a certain extent in the second stage of alienation. In the third stage, if a sickle hand appears on the same island at the same time, there are also a large number of Pu Chou zombies, then black oil and white water will become our life-saving medicine. At least Pu Chou zombies cannot be immune to its effect..."

It can be seen that in a few cases, Lao Wang's brain is quite good.

"That's what I want to say," Li Cang quietly moved out of the cover of Lao Wang's huge figure, "Be prepared for any trouble, this thing may be of great use when fighting in groups."

Li Lace doesn't bother with this issue.

"So, go ahead and have another question."

"After leaving the original forest island chain, we have never seen any empty island again. The annexation share has been vacant. This is not a good thing. And have you noticed that the temperature seems to be getting lower and lower..."

Three days ago, the ambient temperature was almost as high as 40℃, but today the cool breeze at only 34℃ is still very uncomfortable.

Lao Wang smacked his lips and said, "As long as the world line does not jump, I have no objection to whatever I like..."

Less growled, "Close your crow's mouth"

Li Cang: "Close the anus!"

However, when Li Lace proposed this, the changes in ambient temperature aroused everyone's vigilance. Li Cang recorded the temperature change every morning and evening.

Five days later.

Lao Wang is browsing evening news on the forum. This is the only guy on the island who is still happy to blow water on the forum.

Village Network, which one is Lao Wang.

Li Cang walked into the stilt house with a stern face.

"The average temperature dropped twice a day, and today the highest temperature was only 24°C."

Lao Wang put on the expression of the old man in the subway mobile phone,

"How cool, you don't know that high temperatures are for fat... I mean plump people are simply endless torture."

Li Cang's face was full of short-sighted words.

"Tank you a hammer, the old saying goes, it's just a fatal injury," Lao Wang said calmly. "Anyway, according to this rule, it can be reduced by less than 150 days at most. How low can it be? Can you still freeze the coffin board of any physics master?"

You are awesome, what you said makes sense.

Five more days later, autumn has begun to begin in the empty island.

The wild grass and trees were covered with yellow leaves were drifting and wilting. Li Cang took advantage of this time to urgently set up four plastic greenhouses, including the hard-won vegetable fields and several rows of soybean and corn.

There is an old coal stove that Lao Wang rubs his hands in the greenhouse, and the fire has not started to start.

However, Lao Wang said that if the temperature is lower than minus five degrees Celsius and wants to keep the vegetable field, he must use the stove. He estimated that four stoves may burn more than 100 kilograms of coal every day and night.
Chapter completed!