There is an extra stake on the tree of life, and a swarm of yellow and black bees are coming in and out of it, which is the nest of the migrated hornet.

For this new environment, the hornet colony is still quite adaptable, mainly because the tree of life has a huge attraction to them, and secondly, there are many trees here, there are many mosquitoes and fruits, and the hornet is an omnivorous insect, which can eat insects, can collect honey and eat some rotten fruits.

It's a pity that their honey production ability is very poor, so they can only feed the queen bee and larvae, and there is no extra honey for Lao Yang to follow and take a light.

It was getting late, and Uncle Yang had to prepare dinner.

He didn't get to eat the eggs, he had to eat them.

He was not interested in ordinary scrambled eggs and fried eggs, and when he saw that there were sausages and carrots in the cabinet, he took them out and picked a rich fruit and chopped them into small pieces.

After cutting it with a quick knife, he put it in the egg mixture and stirred it evenly, added salt and pepper to it, and then quickly outlined it with sweet potato starch, and then heated it in a pan.

The oil is ripe at seven or eight temperatures, and the egg mixture is put into the pan.

When the omelet is formed, he slowly rolls it up with chopsticks, and in another two minutes the omelet turns golden brown and the carrot becomes soft, so he takes the egg roll out of the pan.

I made two egg rolls in a row, and the fragrance was fragrant.

He poured some salt and pepper into the plate, then picked up an egg roll and dipped it in salt and pepper and put it in his mouth.

It's hot!

"Ahh

Yang Shubao secretly blamed himself for being anxious, and this time he waited until the egg roll was no longer hot before eating.

The egg roll is soft and full of flavor, and he used rich fruit as a good idea, the fruit is fresh and slightly sweet, which adds a lot of flavor to the egg roll.

He sat down at the window, put down his plate, and turned on the radio, and the radio was playing Pacabel's Canon Variations, which were just right in the gentleness, and the music came into the night, and the whole night became soothing.

Simba smelled the fragrance and ran around, and the smallest golden lion-faced tamarin sat proudly on its back, stretching out his little hands to grasp the newly grown lion's mane, Simba didn't care, and ran around with it.

Seeing this, Yang Shubao laughed, Canon Variations, lions and monkeys, looking up to see a little starry, and a fragrant egg roll when he lowered his head, this is like a fairy tale.

He was content, and it was the best life he could think of.

Simba wanted to mix a bite of the egg roll to eat, but Lao Yang thought it was too gluttonous, which was not a fairy tale, so he took Simba to the kitchen and let him eat the egg roll that he spit on the ground.

The little lion king has now really been raised as a dog, and he licks it very happily.

After eating the egg rolls, he turned off the lights and went back to bed to listen to music with his eyes closed.

I don't know when the radio program ended, but when he woke up again, the radio was silent, and a light appeared in the sky outside, and dawn came.

Yang Shubao took out the MP5U, he put the gun in his backpack, put the bullet in his coat pocket and trouser pocket, and put a dagger in his belt, armed to the chrysanthemum.

The MP5U is very small in size, and it is inconspicuous when put in a backpack, but it has fierce firepower, and it can release all a shuttle bullet in three seconds, which is simply a metal storm.

John changed into a loose suit, and there were many hornets lying on his stomach inside the clothes, and the big hornets were quietly hiding in them, and the firepower of this weapon was more ferocious than that of the MP5U.

Hornets are poisonous.

The Great St. Lucia Marsh Wetland is right by the sea, with the Indian Ocean beneath its mighty waves.

The environment in this area is really elegant, there are forests in the wetlands, grasslands in the west, mountains in the north and mountains in the east, and hundreds of kilometers of coastline in the east.

The white-sand coastline is beautiful and fun, but it is not practical for navigation, because there is no deep-water port, and the continental shelf is connected below, and the piers built can at most dock small boats such as yachts and speedboats.

Pier No. 1 was in the town of St. Lucia, far from him, at the southernmost point of the reserve, much further south than Hluchluwe, and Yang had never been there.

At half past eight in the morning, he set off on three wheels.

When he got on the road, an old Land Rover drove up, and Mason and Hall smiled at him.

Yang Shubao asked, "Are you here to see me off?"

Maison whistled at him in the passenger seat, then stretched out his thumb and pointed back: "Get in the car, we are going to go to sea with you, and if you catch a big fish, I will help you cook." ”

Hall added with a smile: "Richard said you'd get seasick, and then I thought then you must not be able to swim, and it just so happens that the two of us are pretty good in the water, so you get it, right?"

"Understood, you're worried that I'll be thrown into the sea by the Iron Beast?"

"No, you don't understand what he means," laughed Mason, "Walker will throw you into the sea, and then we'll watch your jokes together." ”

Hearing this, Yang Shubao sighed: "Who are the people I know?"

"Good people. Maison still laughed.

Listening to the words of the two, Yang Shubao's heart was warm, and it was naturally more reassuring to be accompanied by someone to participate in the Hongmen banquet. But he has known the two for less than a month, and people usually help him a lot, and this time he has no reason to drag others into the water again.

So he said, "Guys, you know that this has nothing to do with you, and I think you'd better not get involved, it's not going to be easy." ”

Mason whistled at him and said, "It's all because of me, if I hadn't introduced you to Walker, you wouldn't have bought the land so happily, okay, don't chirp, get in the car, let's go to the town of St. Lucia to see." ”

Hall hit the steering wheel directly and forced him to stop.

Yang Shubao drove the car back to the resort town and parked it in front of the fast food restaurant, and then got into the car.

Land Rover directly sped up, and John's face immediately turned pale.

The Great St. Lucia Marsh Wetland Park is very large, they are the northernmost part of the park, and the town of St. Lucia is in the southernmost part, spanning more than 100 kilometers, which is why Yang Shubao has never been to that town.

The town is famous and bustling, with far more tourists than Hluchluwe, and the resort town was built on the basis of the town that the government wanted to make it the town of St. Lucia in the north of the reserve.

But it is difficult to achieve this goal, this town is so strategically located, behind it is the southern entrance of the reserve, people to enter the reserve by water is best from the town, so every year many tourists here carry their luggage into the reserve.

The rainy season is the peak tourist season for the local area, and the town is overcrowded, with large and small roads, and every road is lined with shops, hotels, restaurants and souvenir shops, which are completely different worlds from the deserted resort town.

One is a merchant paradise and the other is a merchant hell.

Unfortunately, the resort town is the latter.