Now all the members of the Canglong Group have known the magic of mutant beasts, and the unknown people who dare to emerge around Changwu Mountain have gradually decreased a lot in recent times, although they know that it is unlikely, they still rush to the mountain every day to find it.

And Hu Bin, at the instigation of Hu Fei, even sent a request for help to the former friends of the academy, hoping that if they killed the corpses of mutant beasts, they could send a few of them, even if they were friends, these two guys also kept a hand, only saying that Canglong wanted to study these mutant beasts, and did not reveal anything else. The two thought that Ye Qinghan would inform Wang Qifu in a few days anyway, and this gap in the middle was obviously reserved for the Canglong group to make small moves.

Although there are constant changes in various places, it has not led to the collapse of order, many ordinary people are still ignorant, and logistics companies are still working normally. The corpses of the mutant beasts collected by the academy were quickly delivered, and the other party, under Hu Bin's deliberate advice, still arranged to keep them fresh and transported by air.

However, when Hu Bin and the others dragged a few large boxes of things back to the Changwushan camp to open them, they were dumbfounded! What the other party sent was actually the corpses of seven or eight mice, with pointed heads, long beards, and black and gray fur, although they looked the size of goats, they were indeed mice!

"I'll go, isn't this a joy for nothing?" Hu Fei patted his thigh fiercely, looking annoyed and regretful.

"Why don't you try it?" I heard that many provinces and cities in the south specialize in raising rats for food, and it is still a very famous delicacy in the local area!" Scar Zhao Zhijun's face was a little ugly, and he gritted his teeth and said.

"Vomit!" Several female team members who rushed to the ground immediately squatted on the ground and vomited. No matter how it changes, it's a rat after all, and if you want to eat this thing, the psychological barrier is indeed not small.

"Has it arrived?Is it going to add food today?" Ma Wenyao, who accompanied Ye Qinghan to the back mountain to check the changes in the formation, was the most thirsty for strength, and when he saw a group of people surrounding the camp, he rushed over excitedly.

"Master, is this poisonous? Does it have any effect on cultivation?" Looking at the mice placed on the ground, Ma Wenyao's face changed for a long time, and he looked up at Ye Qinghan with a strange smile on his face, and asked seriously.

"It's non-toxic, it's useful, and it's delicious!" Ye Qinghan knew what Ma Wenyao wanted to do, so he glanced at him with relief and said seriously.

"It's done! Do you want to eat it, if you don't eat it, I want it all!" Ma Wenyao immediately clapped his hands, looked back at the crowd and shouted. Everyone looked at each other in silence. Everyone has a thirst for strength, everyone knows that the world is changing, and strength is the last guarantee for making oneself live better in this world. But in the face of such food in front of them, if they want to grit their teeth and eat it, they really can't pass that level in their hearts for a while.

Ye Qinghan smiled and did not express any opinion. He reached out and picked up a mouse on the ground, beckoned to Han Jingwen, turned around and left!

Han Jingwen endured the discomfort, peeled and washed the mouse with Ye Qinghan, and then cut a bamboo from the back mountain and slowly roasted it on the fire. And the outside is already very lively at the moment, and after some hesitation, everyone finally made up their minds and planned to go out for the sake of the rapid improvement of their strength.

"Any living being, which has evolved to a certain extent, has something extraordinary. Taste it, trust me!" Ye Qinghan tore off a piece of roasted rat meat, took a big bite of it himself, reached out to Han Jingwen's mouth, and said with a chuckle.

Han Jingwen's face turned pale, her fists were clenched, and her knuckles turned white. In a sense, rats are the natural enemies of girls. She felt that eating a bite of rat meat was even more difficult than the first time she killed someone.

But in the end, out of trust in Ye Qinghan, Han Jingwen still closed his eyes tightly and took a hard bite. Seeing Han Jingwen gritting his teeth and chewing, Ye Qinghan was a little amused, didn't say anything more, and ate by himself.

The psychological obstacles are all in my heart, as long as I cross it, it's actually like that, not to mention that this kind of rat meat tastes really good when roasted, even more delicious than the wild boar. After a while, Han Jingwen had already taken the initiative to take a big bite, and her pale face gradually returned to ruddy.

Ye Qinghan himself didn't expect that these actions that he was accustomed to would have such a great impact on the people of the Canglong Group. For many years afterward, the prestige of the Canglong Group was needless to say, and it was their foodie instinct that made them famous. These guys dare to cook everything and taste it, and they have developed a good cooking skill.

Ye Qinghan didn't lie to them, although the effect of these rat meat was not as significant as that of the wild boar, it was indeed of great help to the improvement of cultivation. Two days later, the strength of the entire Canglong Group has increased a lot again.

However, the people of the Canglong Group also found that after their strength reached the eighth level of Qi training, the help of these meats to cultivation was no longer so obvious. After Ye Qinghan's explanation, they knew that these mutant beasts were only preliminary mutations, and the energy intensity and level contained in the flesh and blood were the lowest. For the cultivation under the foundation, the help is indeed not small, but above the foundation, it is already very small. Like Ye Qinghan, eating those things in the past two days was purely to satisfy his appetite, and it had no effect on his cultivation at all.

"Huaxia is really a magical place! In such a small city, there is such a character, and our God of War Organization is almost completely wiped out!" Xiling Airport, a bearded man wearing a khaki trench coat and sunglasses muttered in his mouth, looking extremely leisurely out of the airport.

"Cancer, I've arrived!" Bearded took out the phone and dialed a number, casually speaking.

In a small hotel near Labor Square in the south of the city, a few Westerners sit in a slightly dimly lit room. Sitting in the middle is a majestic white man with curly blonde hair, the Leo warrior who has defeated the twelve zodiac signs of the organization.

"It has been investigated clearly, and Huaxia approved the blasphemous man named Ye Qinghan to set up an organization called Canglong. Their base is in a deep mountain in the south of Xiling City, and recently they have all gathered in a place called Changwu Mountain. We also paid attention to that place before, and it should be a relic left by some mysterious force in ancient China. ”

"The loyal warriors of His Highness the God of War have all been approved here during this time. Just wait for a few of us to arrive, and then determine the specific attack time!"

"Has the watermelon arrived?" Leo asked, nodding and looking up.

"It's already here, fortunately, Huaxia Academy has been restrained by various mutant beasts during this time, otherwise the watermelon really wouldn't be able to be sent here. Huaxia's defense is too tight, and for this thing, more than twenty warriors have returned to the arms of the god of war!"