However, a ferocious beast is a ferocious beast after all, and the program team still gave it the respect it deserves. After all, out of the twenty-five teams, how many of them dared to hunt the puma?

Seeing everyone nodding, Wu Hu asked: "What do you think is better?"

The Mediterranean hunk said: "Of course it is a tool, we are not short of food now!"

Hearing this, everyone nodded and then looked at Wu Hu.

Big Shark said: "This time it's our turn to draw the lottery. Tiger, your luck was really bad before. Your lucky stone was useless. Please believe in Uncle Shaq's luck."

Wu Hu said with disdain: "Even if it's on a first-come, first-served basis, the winner of the draw this time should be Brother Hai or Zhao, not you Shaq. I still drew you!"

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Seeing the confused face of the black man on the big shark, everyone couldn't help but laugh. The red squirrel Shiba, who was quietly chewing nuts, was startled. He hugged the nuts and stared at everyone blankly.

Wu Hu called the little squirrel, 'Eighteen,' and when he saw it looking over, he waved to it.

The little guy was quite clever. He bit the nut and ran towards him in a flash. Then he squatted in his hand and continued to chew the nut.

Although the swelling on the body that was strangled yesterday has not completely subsided today, the condition has improved a lot and has little impact on its movements.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! As for why the little squirrel didn't escape from here, everyone is not too surprised. After all, they have food and shelter here, so they don't need to suffer from cold and hunger.

What dangers are there, and where can we find such good conditions? Although this little squirrel is a bit silly, it should know how to choose the best. The first step of domesticating it has been basically completed.

In fact, it wasn't domesticated at all, it was just fed to it

Just food.

Old Zhao glanced at the big shark, coughed slightly, and said, "Let me smoke first! But I believe in Brother Tiger's luck. Brother Tiger, you can smoke for me!"

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but look at Old Zhao. Big Shark shouted: "Old Zhao, it's too obvious that you flatter Tiger!"

Old Zhao laughed and shook his head, "How can this be called flattery? This is called specialization in the art! When Brother Hu was looking for the treasure chest, he found a total of seven, and the four of us together only found four. If Brother Hu is still like this?

If it’s not called luck, then what is luck?”

Everyone heard this and thought about it, it seems that this is really the case.

Even if Wu Hu's luck is no longer good, those seven treasure boxes are not fake. So, amidst Wu Hu's laughter, he picked up the communicator again and drew the lottery.

But when drawing, Wu Hu said again: "What do you want to draw? Although bows and arrows are the first choice, I think the iron bucket is also good! It can be used for bathing."

When they heard about taking a bath, everyone couldn't help but look forward to it, but after thinking about it, it seemed that bows and arrows were safer. After all, food storage was their most important thing at the moment.
Chapter completed!