There are still those few icons on the empty desktop, of course, what Wang Hong cares about the most is the origin Chinese network icon.

Obviously, it didn't disappear because of the overnight shutdown, which made Wang Hong, who was a little bit of a loser, completely relieved, it seems that everything that happened yesterday was not an accident, and this function can be used for a long time.

Suddenly, the whole person was in a lot of energy, skillfully edited, and slowly entered the next chapters into this mysterious website, for the next plot, even Wang Hong is quite looking forward to it.

Now he wants to be like a child chasing dramas, after all, reading novels and reading novels, when the imaginary picture really appears in front of him, there is both a sense of expectation and a strong sense of satisfaction. So that people are deeply loved, especially Wang Hong himself can be said to be addicted to it.

Now he finally knows why so many people like to watch live broadcasts, not only because they are bored, but more importantly, because the live broadcast is interesting, especially the audience interacts with the anchor.

As for Wang Hong, what he is watching now is a more high-end and high-grade live broadcast, observing every move that happened to Xiao Budian from the perspective of God, coupled with the unaware interaction, it makes people feel an indescribable sense of coolness, and when he thinks of teasing the Emperor of the Wild Sky who will be powerful in the future, he has a bad taste.

The final picture is due to Wang Hong's bad behavior, Xiao Budian cried to the sky, this porcelain-like little doll is so miserable, it really makes people feel like crying and laughing.

After such a toss, the whole village was disturbed, and finally the village elder and grandfather walked over slowly, looked at the smiling face full of tears, and couldn't help laughing and scolding: "You little bit, you must have drunk it and want to want it again, hide that clay pot, I don't know you yet, in order to drink animal milk, the thief is clever." ”

After listening to the words of the village chief's grandfather, Xiao Budian was very aggrieved: "Grandpa the village chief, I really don't know where the animal milk went, someone must have stolen my animal milk." ”

"Okay, okay, the beast's milk has been stolen and stolen into your stomach, if you are happy, I will prepare another one for you." The village chief's grandfather shook his head, turned around and walked into the house, after all, if there was too much force in the stone village to invade, their sacrifice spirits would definitely not stand idly by, and the village chief was full of confidence in the sacrifice spirits of his ancestral land.

There was also a burst of laughter from the adults around, which made Xiao Budian feel a little speechless for a while, although those were indeed done by himself before, but today this is really not, but this is like a wolf story, after a few times, no one believed him at all, so he could only mumble softly:

"What I said is true, it's not what I drink......"

"Yes, yes, it's not you who drank it, I drank it. Last month, it seems that I also drank your animal milk, and finally lost my animal milk. A three-year-old little radish head couldn't help but come out to complain.

The rest of the children also began to talk about the great achievements of the little ones:

"yes, yes. The animal milk in my clay pot last time was gone, and I thought it was eaten by a wild mouse, but in the end I found out that it was you. ”

Hearing his past achievements, Xiao Budian's tender white face couldn't help but flush for a while, and the tears in his eyes didn't know where to fly, only the pair of black and bright eyes were turning slowly, obviously a little empty.

This kind of fighting between children brought a lot of joy to the surrounding villagers, and the whole village was surrounded by a strong warmth.

Yes, Xiao Budian's love for animal milk is well known, in order to be able to drink animal milk, I don't know how many ghost ideas I came up with, this has become a joke in Ishimura's after-dinner conversation, thinking of this, the adults have a smile on the corner of their mouths, and their eyes look at these little radish heads in front of them with love.

Wang Hong off-screen couldn't help but be surprised by this, he didn't expect this story to end in this way, this little bit is really a kind of self-inflicted grievance, seeing this, Wang Hong couldn't help laughing.

After breakfast, the atmosphere of the whole stone village changed, the children still played without heart and lungs, or began to exercise their strength, looking at the three or four-year-old children, who actually lifted stones far beyond their own volume, Wang Hong was terrified.

The adults gathered in groups, showing solemn faces, kneeling down to the huge lightning strike wood, which is an eternal sacrifice since ancient times, praying that the sacrificial spirits can bless them with a good harvest, looking at everything in front of them, the thick atmosphere of the wilderness is boiling, and people can't help but empathize.

Eventually, a group of villagers slowly stepped out of the safety of the village and headed deep into the forest. Due to the perspective problem, although Wang Hong is in God mode, he can't deviate too much from the protagonist, especially the content of the chapter is still in the protagonist, and he can only sigh that he didn't see the style of the ancient relics hunting.

But fortunately, the next event is quite brilliant, and the picture of the evolution of the bone inscription in the stone village is perfectly displayed, which makes people sigh, it really deserves to be a monk civilization, and it is really mysterious and abnormal, which makes people yearn for it.

Unconsciously, a day in the great wilderness passed quietly, and there were bursts of footsteps outside the village, and the next video that appeared shocked Wang Hong's heart, only to see seven or eight strong men joining hands to carry a giant elephant that was dozens of meters long.

The ivory is as sharp as a steel knife, but at this moment there are wounds on the elephant's body, bright red blood flows on the ground, there is a kind of wild and violent beauty, the elephant's eyes are like a basin, the eyes are blank, and it is obviously completely dead.

This picture is even greater than the impact of the centipede on Wang Hong at the beginning, you must know that the giant elephant of tens of meters is dozens of tons, and it is even more unstoppable to launch a madness, and it is definitely a heavyweight ancient giant beast on the earth, but these people have successfully hunted and brought it back, which shows that everyone's combat power is extraordinary.

Blinking his eyes, Wang Hong's eyes flickered, and finally stared at the huge elephant trunk, saliva in his mouth gushing wildly, you must know that the elephant is the mountain eight treasures in the Manchu and Han Dynasty, its taste is delicious and spread in the world, and this is the dragon elephant in the wilderness, if you can get this elephant pull, taste it, it must be worth this life.

But after thinking about it, even if he took it now, Wang Hong wouldn't do it at all. Although he has a little cooking skills, it is only limited to home-cooked food, and he does not know anything about those high-level dishes such as Manchu and Han Quanxi.

Even if that perfect elephant is extracted now, it can only be called a tyrannical thing, and eating it in the stomach will still produce a deep regret. Thinking of this, Wang Hong couldn't help but sigh, why didn't he learn to be a chef in the first place, if he became a special chef, then all the ingredients would be perfectly processed.

In the great wilderness, the villagers have happily begun to deal with the ingredients in front of them, a descendant of Pixiu several feet tall is slaughtering and bleeding like a pig, the steel knife is cut on the skin, flashing bursts of fire, and its skeleton is completely chopped and immovable, you can imagine how strong it is.

In the end, the descendants of Pixiu were still put on the grill, the flames burned, the golden grease was refined, dripping on the fire, making the originally vigorous flames more ferocious, the big man on the side saw this, turned over without hesitation, and then sprinkled some spices and herbs, and soon the meat on the grill exuded a golden luster, and the fragrance was fragrant.

On the other side, in the huge clay pot, there are still cooking the ancient beasts that have just been hunted today, and the boiling water is churning with pieces of meat and herbs, which makes people salivate, and finally makes today's dinner.

And from time to time, there were bursts of shouts: "This Pixiu meat is full of blood and blood, and the meat is tender, you little guys should eat more." ”

"I'm going to drink two-headed rhinoceros soup, it tastes good. ”

"There's still a bit of a strange fruit here, a little guy here, it's not a small benefit to your body. ”

The villagers are eating in full swing, Wang Hong feels a little hungry, and then looks at the time, it is time for lunch, think about yesterday's scene, immediately take out the dishes, chopsticks and plates from the kitchen, and stare at the computer screen.

At the same time, he couldn't stop muttering: "This roasted pixiu meat looks very good, come a little, this soup seems to be quite fragrant, must, and some fruit to promote digestion will be more perfect." ”

I saw that on the originally empty plate, Pixiu meat, double-headed rhinoceros soup immediately appeared, and there were a few bright exotic fruits on the last small plate, and a perfect basic set of wild game was presented in front of Wang Hong.