The Misty Isle Game: I Can See Hints

Chapter 97 This human race is dead (please subscribe!)
As the largest tribe in the Mengshan area, the Xiongren tribe had a lot of food reserves, enough to feed two to 3000 people for two months.

After Xia Feng handed over the food to the women of the Meng tribe and the Blue Star compatriots with the talent of chefs, he came to his place of residence.

"Wake up [-] blue star people."

Xia Feng recited silently.

Almost instantly, this not-so-wide flat ground was crowded with people.

Still old people, children, pregnant women.

Xia Feng found people with multitasking talents from the Meng tribe, and asked them to arrange for the newly summoned Blue Star compatriots according to their previous plans.

I have to say that having someone to help with the work saves me a lot of worry.

Perhaps this is why many people like being a leader.

After doing this, Xia Feng came to the front of the teleportation array and took out the bronze gate.

[System reminder: Do you want to place a bronze gate here? 】

"Placement."

Following the order, the five-foot-tall bronze boundary gate was erected on the mountain wall next to the Mongolian tribe.

This thing is a bit similar to the mist roulette, and it has been bound with Xia Feng.

Once placed in a certain place, the area next to it becomes very solid and difficult to destroy.

Moreover, unless Xia Feng died, or Xia Feng was unbound automatically, no one else at the Bronze Realm Gate could move away.

At least, for now.

After setting up the bronze gate belonging to the Mongolian tribe, Xia Feng came to the research institute.

A group of old people were still devoting themselves to research without sleeping or eating, and they were extremely focused. The arrival of Xia Feng did not attract their attention.

Without disturbing the old people, Xia Feng watched silently for a while, then left by himself.

Afterwards, he went to see the farmland cultivated by the Blindfolded Tribe.

Rows of golden plants are rooted in the ground, and they are now more than one meter high.

This is not the appearance of the fully grown Lingmi seedlings. According to the calculations of the old farmers, when the Lingmi seedlings are fully grown, they may be three to four meters long.

Moreover, the yield of each Lingmi seedling is extremely high.

Next to Lingmi, there is a small vegetable garden, and the seeds are also provided by Xiafeng.

On another open field not far from the farmland, dozens of old farmers are cultivating fertile soil according to the translated fertile soil cultivation manual.

The cultivation method of Lingtian is not simple, and the Mongolian tribe has not been able to figure it out yet.

But fertile soil is relatively simple, as long as you calm down and think about it, there will be no big problem.

After observing the farmland, Xia Feng walked back. Next to the Meng tribe, a group of construction workers were surveying the terrain and preparing to expand the house.

Along with them, there were many children, they ran and played in the wilderness unscrupulously, and the crisp laughter echoed endlessly in the ears of the old people.

The elderly are the background, and the children are the hope.

Involuntarily, such a sentence popped up in Xia Feng's mind.

After that, Xia Feng returned to his residence, stepped on the teleportation array, and came to the Forbidden Island.

The island is still the same, the environment is dark, giving people a strong sense of depression.

Of course, this is nothing to Xia Feng. He spends more than two hours here every day, and has gradually adapted to the environment here.

After these days, Xia Feng finally understood why flying was banned on Forbidden Island.

Because, once you stay in the air of this island for a short while, the sky will drop lightning and strike at the flying creatures.

The power of thunder and lightning is so great that Xia Feng can feel a sense of palpitation from a long distance away, which is far more dangerous than the big black bear.

This time, Xia Feng didn't stay in the Forbidden Island for too long, anyway, he can travel between the Forbidden Island and the place of inheritance at will.

"Go to the battlefield of all races."

When the thought fell, the silver portal appeared, and Xia Feng stepped into it.

It still appeared in a cave, where he left the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield last time.

Opening the race scoreboard, Xia Feng glanced at his own ranking.

Good guy, after such a period of time, the race points of 3655 have dropped to the top [-].

No.1 is a crystal clan player named Jinghai, with a race score of [-], and I don't know how to get it.

To kill someone, or to be a demon slave, or in other ways.

Of course, none of this has much to do with Xia Feng.

After briefly scanning the list of the top ten people on the race list, Xia Feng's eyes lingered for a moment on the four names Wang Teng, Mu Kong, Yi Ya and Hua Xianyu.

Afterwards, the race scoreboard was closed, the earth wall that sealed the hole was broken away, and they galloped in the direction of the misty roulette.

When Xia Feng unfolded the wings of spiritual light and found the mist roulette, he found that the place had changed drastically.

Sturdy trees grow around the mist roulette, and among these trees, there are also seas of flowers.

Between the trees and the sea of ​​flowers, there are small wooden houses in which players from the Flower Fairy, Elf, and Tree Human live, forming a huge trading market together.

This trading market revolves around the fog roulette, attracting a large number of players, and the three major ethnic groups have benefited a lot from it.

The two to three million source crystals that Xia Feng earns every day are not worth mentioning compared to the benefits obtained by the three major ethnic groups.

Because source crystals are easy to obtain, but rare treasures found in the trading market are not so easy to obtain.

However, all of this will end after the arrival of Xia Feng.

Xia Feng couldn't just give up such a gold-absorbing item as the mist roulette to others.

He vibrated the wings of the aura, ignoring the large number of players who lined up in front of the fog roulette, waiting for the lottery draw, and landed in front of the fog roulette.

"Hey, that human race, do you have any rules, if you want to draw a lottery, go to the back and line up."

As soon as Xia Feng landed, he caused dissatisfaction among other foreign players. The person who spoke was a Six-armed player who was currently ranked second.

He finally stood in line for several hours, seeing that it was his turn soon, but he didn't want to kill the human race halfway, and wanted to jump in line.

Just ask, who can bear this.

"This human friend, please go and line up."

At this time, several sweet-looking elf and flower fairy players who were in charge of maintaining order also stepped forward to ask Xia Feng.

Xia Feng smiled and said.

"I'm not here to draw a lottery, why should I queue up?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the alien player who was drawing a lottery just spent all the source crystals on his body at this moment, and left the fog roulette with a bitter face.

"It's not here to draw a lottery, what do you mean?"

A beautiful female elf player asked subconsciously.

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she saw Xia Feng stretched out his arm and put it on the mist roulette.

"Humans, do you hear me? I'll let you queue up, or don't blame me for being rude..."

Seeing Xia Feng approaching the fog roulette, the Six-armed player became anxious.

Just as he was about to step forward to push Xia Feng away, the foot he stepped out suddenly hung in the air.

"rise!"

A loud shout sounded, and a strong energy wave suddenly erupted from Xia Feng's body. The moment he lifted the mist wheel, the surrounding ground was shaken to pieces.

It looked like he had pulled out the fog roulette.

"Go away!"

Picking up the fog roulette, while all the players were still gaping with their mouths open, Xia Feng's body soared into the sky and flew towards the place marked by the members of the Xia League.

Only a group of stunned players and six-armed players with question marks on their faces were left, messing around in the fragrant wind.

"Didn't you say that the fog roulette can't move, this human race is on the hook?"

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