Sheng Yawei first tried to attach the power of various elements to the surface of the axe to see if he could speed up the efficiency of cutting down trees.

As it turned out, instead of speeding up, it slowed down the progress.

After several experiments, when she attached the elemental power to the surface of the axe and cut down the tree, the elements of each system seemed to be absorbed by the tree, and the skin of the tree became even harder, not to mention that the axe left white marks, and even gave Sheng Yawei the illusion that the tree had become a little thicker.

"What about the good Jinkemu! said that the dark system is corrosive, and what said that the sound wave is vibration!" Sheng Yawei muttered.

These Eastern and Western theories, ancient and modern theories have been tried, but all of them are useless, and Sheng Yawei is very helpless.

Fortunately, Sheng Yawei thought of more than one idea last night.

She began to feel the veins of the willow tree in front of her, and after a long time, after making sure that she was not mistaken, Sheng Yawei raised her axe and chopped the roots from different angles, sometimes following the lines, sometimes against the veins, sometimes getting stuck between the two veins, constantly adjusting the angle......

Finally, Sheng Yawei slashed, leaving a small gap in the willow tree, and she was happy in her heart, this blow could be worth the damage dozens of times before.

'That's the right thing to think this time!' Sheng Yawei said secretly.

began to analyze the angle, force, and focus point just now, and then, Sheng Yawei also carefully discovered that under the blow just now, there seemed to be a very, very faint fluctuation on the body of the willow tree.

In order to verify the correct cutting method, and to find out whether the energy was his own illusion, Sheng Yawei tried several times in the same way as before. And constantly adjust your movements according to your reactions.

Another morning passed, and Sheng Yawei was finally able to leave a gap in the tree with every blow!

Sheng Yawei found that the energy was not his own illusion, he didn't find out yesterday, it was because he didn't hurt the trees enough every time, and the fluctuations caused by it couldn't be captured by his own spiritual power, and that energy was actually the main reason why these trees were so difficult to cut down. What troubled Sheng Yawei was that the energy fluctuated, and at different points in time and between different veins of the trees, different chopping methods were needed. Sheng Yawei passed through the morning. Only then did I conclude the general pattern.

Lunch. Sheng Yawei cut down another tree, although the speed was more than double that of yesterday, Sheng Yawei was still not satisfied, and was thinking about what could be faster.

Then. An old voice suddenly sounded in Sheng Yawei's ears.

"Come in and eat. ”

The corners of Sheng Yawei's mouth hooked. It just so happened that she hadn't sorted out the fresh thoughts yet. He put away the axe and paced into the house.

Makin, Marceau, and Heyman were already seated at the small square table, and there were only three side dishes on the table. Fish-flavored eggplant, shredded green pepper pork, shredded radish, and a bowl of three fresh soups, although not hearty, made Sheng Yawei feel a familiar and warm urge to tears.

Sheng Yavi paused for a moment before he walked to Majin Marceau, sat down on the opposite side of Heyman.

Sheng Yawei, who was in turmoil, didn't pay attention, and after Ma Jin and Ma Suo saw her reaction, they exchanged glances with a strange streamer in their eyes.

After Sheng Yawei sat down, his eyes naturally looked at Marceau on her left.

Marceau's eyes flashed slightly, and he said, "Let's go." He picked up his chopsticks.

Sheng Yawei also picked up the chopsticks and the bowl naturally and skillfully, and then picked up a chopstick radish and put it in his mouth in Heyman's ghostly expression.

Sheng Yavi, Makin, and Marceau ate quietly, and the only discordant thing was Heyman, two thin pieces of wood that made his head big - Mistri's food culture was similar to that of the West of the Earth, using more knives and forks, and sometimes spoons. It was also the first time that Heyman saw people in Wanghai who could eat with only two pieces of wood!

Fortunately, in the morning, Majin and Marceau taught him what kind of "steamed buns" to make, and the two sticks could not be clamped, and he could still do it with one poke, otherwise he would have fainted from hunger - because Majin and Marceau were not allowed to touch the food with his hands!

But now

Looking at the natural movements of the three of them, thought that maybe his memory was wrong? Eating with two chopsticks is the current custom of Mistri?

followed Sheng Yawei's movements, stretched out his chopsticks and pinched them on the plate, and then

And then there was no more, and's chopsticks hung a shredded radish.

: "......"

Heyman tried a few more times, the best of which was when he picked up a small ball of shredded radish, and Heyman was overjoyed, but when he picked it up with a bowl, half of the shredded radish fell on the table.

: "......"

"Poof!" Sheng Yawei and Ma Jin couldn't help laughing.

Marceau's eyes also crossed a smile.

put his chopsticks down.

"Don't let me eat properly!" was angry and aggrieved.

"You be patient! Practice more, and when you learn it, you will know that using chopsticks is much more convenient than a knife and fork, and it can also exercise your atrophied brain. Sheng Yawei laughed.

"Give me a pair of knives and forks~" folded his hands and looked at Sheng Yawei with starry eyes.

Sheng Yawei was hesitating.

Marceau chewed the food in his mouth slowly, swallowed it, and then glanced at Sheng Yavi and said, "Don't give it to him." "The tone is bland and the semantics are cold and unforgiving.

glared at Marceau fiercely before turning his head to Sheng Yawei and smiling, "Let's ignore him!"

The speed of changing the face is called a fast.

"If you don't want your storage space to be blocked by me, you'd better not take my words lightly. Marceau ignored's glare and added to Sheng Yawei in a nonchalant tone.

Sheng Yawei immediately stopped hesitating, and spread his hands apologetically at Heyman - the dead poor road is not as good as the dead road friend!

knew that Sheng Yawei could no longer be relied on, so he continued to rely on himself.

After a while-

"Ahhhhh

Sheng Yawei rubbed his forehead painfully - villains are difficult to raise, villains with special abilities are even more difficult to raise, and this anger also carries a sonic attack.

Compared with's mood, Sheng Yawei was more nervous about the food on the table, but fortunately, Marceau's movements were fast, and with a tap of his fingers, a wave of energy enveloped the entire table of food, avoiding the tragedy of cups and plates shattering under the sound waves.

Sheng Yawei breathed a sigh of relief, and then whispered to Hyman: "Shut up!"

Ma Jin was not as gentle as Sheng Yawei, and directly hit's head with a chopstick.

Under the explosion, still had a long mouth, but he couldn't make any sound.

Because he was almost affected by the mood of the meal, Sheng Yawei's sympathy for also disappeared, and he smiled and watched Ma Jin teach him, watching him have a hideous expression and dance with his hands. (To be continued......)