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Chapter 1097 The darker the sky, the happier the heart is

People who heard the movement came out of the tent and then looked at the camp with lingering fear.

All the tents facing the wind are piled into sand walls, and the ropes are tightly stretched. Some tents are pressed by pressure and sand flows in.

There is also a lot of sand on the left and right sides of the tent, including the back, which gives people the feeling that sand is first formed and then artificially packed into a tent.

The tent that is placed in the front only contains only stones is more severely damaged. The third is the sharpest one with only stones and canvas strips hanging on the stones.

The wind was still blowing, and the sand was still flying, but much weaker than before.

When someone was observing, he suddenly found the corpse of the sand beast that was blown over. The tonnage was not small. If it hit the tent, it would crush the person to death when it hits someone.

"Someone, two people, all died, Yumang?" In addition to the corpse of the sand beast, someone saw the person. When he saw the sign on his clothes, he immediately confirmed his identity, Yumang.

"Hahahaha..." Many people laughed out loud.

Narasha ran over, looked, gave her thumbs up, and said, "I admire her, I want to fly, and the feathered ones can actually come on the sand."

Guan Foren outside could only stare at him, and he didn't even have the strength to slap the table.

Gongsun Murong also stood beside him, shook his head, and said, "This is called "God's evil, but it can still be violated; it is not enough to commit one's evil."

"What does it mean?" Someone doesn't understand.

Narasha coughed and explained: "That is, during natural disasters, we can find ways to avoid them, but people can't escape if they do it themselves. The sandstorm just now was a sin of heaven, and we were fine. Then the Yumang people knew that the heavenly desert was dangerous, and they still rushed in, so they didn't run away."

The people next to them listened and thought it made sense, but they always felt something was wrong. Then they figured it out that it had nothing to do with whom they committed, it was Yumang's ability. They did not find out in advance that the sandstorm was coming, and they were unlucky without preparation.

What if you are prepared? I guess... some people will have to die, because there are not enough stones when the team is moving. You can only concentrate the camels and tie them up. When the wall is blocked in front, you can protect as many people as you can behind the wall.

The sky is so powerful!

Someone sighed and asked Narasha: "What should I do if there is no place to transport stones? For example, we go out into the wild."

"Follow me. I will make you safe, I promise there is a way." Narasha didn't say exactly what to do, but emphasized her own strength.

"Then how did you know that the sandstorm is coming?" someone asked again.

"Haha, secret, work quickly, don't want to learn the skills of my family. First, clear the lake, set up the pot, and I cook." Narasha would not say that she felt it, change the topic and direct everyone to work.

The previous several reservoirs and swimming pools were completely unseen, and the artificially expanded lake area has also been reduced to less than 100,000 square meters. It sounds quite large, 100,000, but in fact it is only 200 meters by 500 meters. It turned out to be more than one square kilometer, which is one million square meters, and is expanding towards four square kilometers.

This is still a tent group in front of me to help block it, otherwise the entire lake would disappear.

Fortunately, everyone doesn’t care. Isn’t it just a post-disaster reconstruction? It’s good that everyone is there. Everyone has high combat value, strength and speed.

The mobile stall was re-standed to prevent the sand from entering the pot. A large amount of ingredients followed, and Narasha and Gongsun Murong stood in front of the ten-mouth pot and looked at each other.

"What do you want to make to make in this weather?" Narasha was worried, and wanted to deal with a simple meal. She just drank water with pickles.

But that is not her personality. The worse the environment and conditions are, the more she and Gongsun Murong want to make everyone feel peace and happiness through the meal.

Gongsun Murong thought for a while and suddenly looked up: "The broadcast outside has stopped."

The broadcast was cut off, and only people in the shop outside could watch it. They had already been determined to be with the people from the Gongsun family. As long as what they saw did not affect the political and military environment of the Kingdom of God, they would conceal all, especially the abilities shown by the two people.

The broadcast was stopped, and Narasha poked her head out and shouted to the outside: "Everyone, no matter what happens, they are not allowed to approach our kitchen, we are closed."

The person standing next to him immediately stay away and absolutely obeys the orders.

The souls of the two people inside were rippling, and they controlled the magic by simulating mental power. The internal force was also fully opened, and then the ingredients sent to store them in the "box" appeared one after another.

Cucumbers, watermelons, tofu, watermelons, winter melons, apples, pears and so on one after another, and there were also a few knives flying along.

Gongsun Murong wanted to carve, and Narasha began to control the ten pots to cook at the same time. She could not carve it in front of things. The dishes were not made and they needed to be matched.

The people in the shop outside looked at him, all of whom were dumbfounded. They looked at Narasha tacitly, and asked Muen: "You...will you?"

"I won't make it for you. No matter how good the carving looks, it tastes like that, no difference." Narasha directly blocked other people's thoughts.

"There is a difference, and it looks more appetizing. Look at what you usually cook and look at them. You just fool around and don't put the dishes in a good shape." Commander Yu Danghe complained, and only with comparisons can there be requirements.

Narasha curled her lips: "Don't you think it's against your will? Which dish is fooled? I see the store, I fooled it? Can I fool the basic skills? I will deliberately go against my own habit of cooking and make it worse? If the dish is not done well, the most uncomfortable thing is myself. If I slander me again, I will make shredded potato soup for you every day, and then I will pickle the steamed buns and cook them, and don't think about stir-frying."

Everyone didn't dare to make any requests immediately. A child from a certain family muttered in a low voice: "Actually, the potato shredded soup and pickles she made were also delicious."

The person next to him nodded. It sounded quite scary, but it was okay to eat the pickles she made and drink boiled water and eat steamed buns.

An hour passed.

The two people in the kitchen stopped and panted. Their ability was no worse than outside.

"I'll call them." Narasha wiped her sweat, picked the curtains for covering the cracks, and shouted: "Twenty people will be served each, go to the tent to eat, form a team freely, and then come to pick up the meal with the things that cover the dust."

Some of the people outside stopped working, found nearby people to form a team, gathered up twenty people, supported the canvas, and came to the kitchen.

Narasha turned around, grabbed both ends of a large tray with both hands, and sent it out.

The person who was about to take over, when he saw something in the tray, his eyes almost bulged out and screamed: "What is this?"

"Food, pick up the food quickly, the people behind you are waiting." Narasha glared at him, something was wrong.

Others also saw it, saying it was a food, but what they saw was a scenic spot that was shrinking in a tray. On the tray were pavilions, towers, small bridges and flowing water, trees were paved like a cover, grass under the trees, winding and rugged paths, steep rockery, and villains were fishing leisurely by the water.

This is the food? Where is the food? What is the food? How do we eat it?

"What are you doing when you are standing stupid? Take it easy, take it, yes, then you block the dust and go to the tent to eat, next." Narasha urged the other party to take it over, and shouted to the other people in line.)
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