Returning from the 900th floor

The group soon arrived at the big city.

The so-called big city is really just a larger city.

The actual level of dilapidation is no different from that of a village.

Only there is a large stone house in the center of the city, which looks quite impressive.

Wang Min led the crowd to the road in front of the stone house.

The woman said that this should be the only residence of a high official in the city.

It seemed like a deposed prince.

I don’t go out on weekdays either.

It was heavily guarded and no one dared to approach.

The refugees who were causing trouble due to famine tried to rob them, but the soldiers in the big house killed many of them with arrows and crossbows.

As time went by, no one dared to think about this house anymore.

Wang Wei looked at the weapons exposed in the high wall hole of the house in front of her and nodded.

Zhu Xingguo next to him saw the look in his master's eyes and stepped forward to knock on the door.

Suddenly there were long arrows and short crossbows flying straight towards him.

Zhu Xingguo took out a heavy-duty alloy security door that was dismantled from somewhere and was only used in valuable safes, and placed it on his head.

All kinds of arrows hit the door and couldn't even break the door skin, so it broke in half.

The soldiers shooting arrows on the wall were dumbfounded.

All of them were croaking.

The villagers who were following Lord Devil behind saw the Lord's extraordinary move and screamed with excitement.

The shouts from both sides attracted many people in the city who still had the strength to move around to watch the fun.

Sure enough, it is human nature to watch the excitement.

Even if I starve to death, I can't change it.

Zhu Xingguo walked to the house amidst the sound of heavy security doors and knocked politely.

I thought no one would answer.

But a rich baritone voice sounded from inside: Who is here? What is the reason?

Zhu Xingguo looked back at Wang Wen.

He yelled at the door at the top of his lungs: My master wants to discuss something with your manager!

Baritone: Your Majesty is in ill health, so we won't have any visitors! Please come back.

Hey! Zhu Xingguo started to smash the door as soon as he got angry.

Wang Wen's voice came from behind: It doesn't matter, they will come out on their own, let's do our work first.

Zhu Xingguo kicked the door bitterly.

Turn around and walk back to Wang Wen.

Wang Wen looked around.

A rough calculation of the number of people gathered around to watch the excitement.

He said to the woman: You are responsible for taking charge of the overall situation. Let the villagers be divided into groups, roughly ten people. Everyone will make rice in the pot and give porridge to the refugees in the city!

The villagers who heard this were shocked.

Even more shocked than the onlookers.

They really can't figure out how there is such a devil in the world?

Giving food to people with great fanfare but just to recruit servants?

Not to mention making porridge and handing it out on the spot, even if each person is only given a handful of rotten vegetable leaves, there will be a lot of people crying and shouting to be servants!

Is it still devil to achieve this level?

Wouldn’t it be a bit remiss to treat the “devil” like this?

The villagers couldn't figure it out.

The woman was very calm.

She was already in shock.

Now my mind is very simple, as long as I have food to eat, I don't care what the devil wants to do, and any rebellion will be obeyed by him!

She got to work quickly.

Carefully select those who can cook from the villagers.

The rest of the people are evenly divided into groups according to their strength, with chefs as the core.

Some people are responsible for setting up the pots and lighting the fire, and some are responsible for maintaining order.

Some cut firewood to get ingredients, while others poured water to cook meat porridge.

The division of labor is clear and the team is well organized.

Wang Min was very satisfied and gave a jelly bean to the little black boy at his feet who was twirling his fingers.

[Da Luo Good Fortune Pill].

With the team's current resource reserves, this kind of ordinary prop on the 150th floor is really no more than a jelly bean, and no one has eaten it for a long time.

After leaving the record with Zhu Xingguo, he didn't copy much. Wang Wen took a few pills with him to play with.

Now that the woman's performance satisfied him, he felt free to reward the child.

The child licked it curiously.

After all, it was something Wang Wen used to eat as jelly beans.

It tastes really good.

With a smile on his face, he pushed the elixir into his mouth and bit it.

The elixir burst open in the child's mouth like chocolate beans, slowly turning into sweet juice and flowing into the throat.

The child suddenly felt that the pain in the joints of his hands and feet, which was still painful, was much relieved.

He stood up tremblingly.

Tilting his head and twisting his butt.

It seems like I am back to the good time in my memory when my body does not hurt and my stomach is not hungry.

The woman who was busy directing the villagers in the distance saw this scene.

I couldn't help but wipe my tears.

Then he worked harder.

The onlookers didn't know what was happening at first.

Until he saw Zhu Xingguo taking out piles of food.

Then they were led away by groups of people and thrown into large pots arranged neatly vertically and horizontally.

They are crazy.

food! ! !

There is something to eat! ! !

Go! Grab it! Eat!

Everyone stopped watching, everyone pushed and squeezed, and rushed to the pot with their heads down.

Although the villagers responsible for maintaining order did not have much strength, at least they had just eaten not long ago.

In addition, they were all strong men carefully selected by the women, and forming a human wall could barely block the crazy crowd.

It's a pity that the villagers have forgotten it.

I used to have such a desperate attitude when I saw food.

Not long after the wall of strong men blocked it, a hole was opened by the crazy crowd.

The first refugee to enter screamed and rushed towards the nearest cauldron as if he had won the lottery, so fast that his hair flew up.

Subsequently.

He was stepped on the ground by Mo Ran.

I don’t know life or death.

Mo Ran slowly put on his white-on-red-striped boxing gloves, loosened his muscles and joints, raised his fingers towards the crowd and said, Come here, everyone who is not afraid of death.

Who cares about the hungry people?

He rushed straight towards the cauldrons.

Mo Ran nodded.

He grabbed the nearest person with his hand and threw him into the sky.

The man flew in the sky for three or four seconds, and finally landed far outside the crowd. His melodious screams stopped as he landed parabola.

Following closely, seven or eight more people flew up.

He landed with a howl, and the sound suddenly stopped.

After flying a few more people.

The crowd calmed down.

The pot is clearly right in front of you but you can't get close.

They are all sad.

Unfortunately, in addition to the strong man blocking the wall, there is also a fierce spirit guarding the food.

There is no food to eat.

Simply devilish!

The crowd cried in grief.

There are those who beg and there are those who curse.

There are more people yelling and yelling meaninglessly.

Wang Wen walked slowly into the air and said condescendingly to the frightened crowd: Sorry, we are devils and we cannot eat food for free.

The frightened crowd dispersed, fearing that the devil in mid-air would fall and hit them.

Some bold people asked: If you don't eat for free, what are you going to do? Are you going to rebel? As long as there is food to eat, I will listen to you!

Wang Min tilted her body and almost fell down.

He looked speechlessly at the group of people below who were wholeheartedly waiting to follow him in rebellion, and reiterated helplessly: It's not rebellion, or you have eaten my food and become my servants. You must implement whatever I say, and no one is allowed to do so. Anyone who disagrees will be punished by death!

The crowd was stunned.

The scene was silent for a moment, as if frozen.

Wang Min thought she was too harsh, so she softened her tone and explained: Actually, it's the first violation...

Crash!!

The crowd below was boiling.

It's like celebrating a festival.

After a while, he actually made a sound like Long live the devil, which was extremely disrespectful to the ruler of the world.

Others laughed half-deadly and shouted: What did you think it was! I'm just a servant! There is such a good thing in the world. As long as there is food to eat, I have a dozen people in my family including my father, mother, wife and children. I will take care of them all. Even their Lord made all the adults as the servant hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.