Practice!

Practice!

Han Feng implemented steadily according to the plan.

Thanks to the improvement brought by "Advanced Deduction Skills", the Dance of the Wind has become more and more powerful in Han Feng's hands, and it has also made Han Feng's control of energy even stronger!

85%……

86%……

88%……

Han Feng's completion continues to improve.

Ultimately.

When he fully integrated the skills of the Wind Dance and the skills of sand table deduction, the completion rate of the park sand table stabilized at 92%, an astonishing number.

"Good."

Han Feng was very satisfied.

Hey.

The remaining 8% can be passed even if it's raw grinding, right?!

So far.

The thread that hangs over the head......

The strange feeling of stepping on the line of life and death has finally eased a little.

He.

Han Feng.

I survived!

……

Next.

Han Feng arrived at the unit.

"Training again?"

Uncle Zhang admired.

These days, he has watched Han Feng step by step from just getting started to the present, and he has also watched Han Feng's sand table become more and more perfect and refined.

Progress has been remarkable.

"You kid......"

Uncle Zhang sighed, "It's much stronger than I was back then." ”

"Oh?"

Han Feng's heart moved slightly.

Uncle Zhang's words back then......

How did a graduate of the Super Energy Academy end up in the Urban Renewal Authority?

"Uncle Zhang."

Han Feng asked curiously, "What is your super element?" ”

“……”

Uncle Zhang was silent instantly.

Long.

Only then did he speak, "My Super Elemental belongs to the most common and widely classified fire elemental, the Hand of Fire, which can release blazing flames from the palm of your hand, causing great damage. SuperElemental Code: 183. ”

"Oh?"

Han Feng's eyes lit up.

Flame!

Sounds powerful!

The last time Uncle Zhang smoked, his posture was handsome!

However, if the element code of 183 is used, it is almost the tail of the crane of the third echelon! Even the fire elemental is the most vulnerable type!

So......

"Uncle Zhang."

Han Feng cautiously, "The highest temperature you are currently exerting ......"

"Wait a minute."

Uncle Zhang waved his hand.

Immediately.

He skillfully took out a huge sweet potato from the drawer in his office, clenched it with his right hand, and a flame wrapped his palm and began to burn in all directions.

Long.

An enticing scent is coming.

A charred black sweet potato with thick arms, freshly baked.

“……”

Han Feng was silent.

Is this a middle-aged man's compromise with real life?

"Taste?"

Uncle Zhang handed it to Han Feng.

"Okay."

Han Feng took it.

Peeling aside the charred black skin of the sweet potato, there was a delicate orange yellow inside, and he tasted it, it was soft and glutinous, sweet, and had a unique burnt aroma.

"It's delicious!"

Han Feng was shocked.

This taste is definitely not something that can be made in a microwave oven.

This is the purest roasted sweet potato, and it is directly grilled by super energy elements, which is pure natural and pollution-free, far beyond the kind in the stove!

This is definitely second only to the pancake spreading magic skill!

"Huh."

Uncle Zhang was a little proud.

But there is no one who has eaten his charred sweet potatoes that does not say good.

Pity.

That's it.

……

"Can't you sell it?"

Han Feng exclaimed.

With such a taste, even if you do business, it won't be bad.

"Nope."

Uncle Zhang shook his head, "I've calculated, casting the Flame Hand also requires energy, and it can usually be done through natural recovery." Once you do business, you must replenish your energy to exert ...... The price of energy consumed by baked sweet potatoes is not low, and with the rent, you can't earn a few dollars a month at all. ”

"It's a shame."

Han Feng was a little regretful.

There is a feeling that something so beautiful is buried.

"It doesn't matter."

Uncle Zhang smiled, "Uncle Zhang's big sweet potato, you can come and eat it at any time." ”

“→_→”

Han Feng was speechless.

This is Uncle Zhang's super power!

The Super Elemental Code is arranged in the Fire Hand at 183.

The third echelon will still have some powerful auxiliary superpowers, but the Flame Hand is a pure combat type, which is a bit embarrassing.

No wonder......

Cough.

Sometimes, it's in the wrong direction, and it's good to give up early.

……

"Don't worry."

"I'm used to it."

Uncle Zhang was very calm, "To give up is to give up, I won't get entangled." ”

"Hmm."

Han Feng nodded slightly.

"How's your park sandbox finished?"

Uncle Zhang lit a cigarette and took a hard puff.

“92%！”

Han Feng answered truthfully.

"How much?!"

Uncle Zhang's hands trembled, and the cigarette butt burned in his hand.

However, he didn't care, but looked at Han Feng in a daze, although he didn't understand the sand table master, but he heard Lao Wang say this that day......

It seems that as long as 100% of you can take the "Creator Sand Table Master" qualification certificate!

Wait a minute.

Other words.

It only took half a month for Han Feng to break through the F-level?!

What the fuck is this......

He's been an intern superpower for twenty years!

"You wait."

Uncle Zhang took a deep breath, and suddenly felt that this kind of blow could not be borne alone, and he had to share it and let others suffer with him.

Well......

"Lao Wang?"

Uncle Zhang specially called Wang Jiancai back.

"What for?"

Lao Wang was dissatisfied.

He's not done yet.

"Guess how complete Han Feng's sand table is?"

Uncle Zhang smiled slightly.

"Oh?"

Lao Wang thought about it and decided to go big and say, "Could it be ...... It's already 30%? ”

"Huh."

Lao Zhang smiled slightly and stretched out his finger: "92%!" ”

？？？

Lao Wang's eyes changed from doubt to shock, and after Han Feng confirmed it, it changed from shock to doubting life, and finally squatted in the corner blankly.

"Uncle Wang......"

Han Feng was a little embarrassed.

Uncle Zhang is good at everything, but he is always his own person, and he is very bad.

"Hey, hey."

Uncle Zhang had a wicked smile on his face.

Tut.

How wise it is to let Lao Wang show off that he has nothing to do, and how stupid it is to give up the road of superpower......

Right now......

Hey.

"You know what?"

"Han Feng."

Uncle Wang was teary-eyed, "It took me five years, a full five years to become a creator sand table master!" ”

"While the others were playing, I was practicing the sandbox."

"While other people were reading novels, I was practicing the sand table."

"When other people are in love, I'm practicing the sandbox."

"When other people failed the exam, I was practicing the sand table."

"The result?"

"I'm still a creator sand table master, and there is still a long way to go before I deduce the sand table master, and it only takes you half a month to catch up with me......"

"What's the point of me all these years?"

Uncle Wang was sad.

“……”

Han Feng didn't know how to comfort him, "Do you regret becoming a sand table master?" ”

"Nope."

Uncle Wang shook his head, "I just regret that I wasted my college time, if I knew something about college back then, I wouldn't be single so much now." ”

Han Feng: ???

Oops?

"yes."

The smugness on Lao Zhang's face also froze, and when it came to feelings......

Ay.

Along the way, life is unpredictable.

Don't worry, I'm only twenty.

Don't worry, I'm only twenty-five.

Don't worry, I'm only thirty.

What's the hurry, I'm thirty-five, it's useful to be in a hurry?

What's the hurry, I'm forty......

And then.

That's it.

Thereupon.

Uncle Zhang was also depressed.

"Han Feng."

"You know what?"

Uncle Zhang's eyes were a little distracted, "Back then, I ate with your father, skipped class together, and was beaten together...... Even the girls who like it like the same one. ”

"Huh?"

Han Feng was surprised, "Could it be ......?"

"yes."

Uncle Zhang sighed, "I did like your mother back then, but well, your father chased after him first, so I helped your father catch up with you." ”

"You're so righteous!"

Han Feng exclaimed.

Uncle Zhang is really benevolent and righteous.

"Huh."

"I just made the right choice."

Uncle Zhang laughed at himself, "However, sometimes, in the dead of night, I will also think about it, if I had caught up with your mother back then, maybe now, the sixth child has ......."

？？？

Han Feng's face darkened.

How can you be so insulting?

But after thinking about it again, it didn't seem to be any problem for my mother......

Gan!

……

Thereupon.

Everyone was depressed together.

Han Feng: "......"

What can he say?

Sigh.

Fortunately.

Uncle Zhang has been beaten a lot over the years and has long been used to it.

"Forget it."

"The past is like smoke."

Lao Zhang lit a cigarette with a spark in his right hand, watched the smoke rings rolling, floating in the air like his own memories, and sighed with emotion, "The years, ......"

"Uncle Zhang."

"You're not looking for a partner?"

Han Feng was curious.

"It's not that easy."

Uncle Zhang smiled dumbly, "When two people with incompatible personalities are together, they will only raise the bar and scold each other, and it is better to be pure alone." ”

"Oh......"

Han Feng didn't quite understand.

He really doesn't know much about feelings.

Although he did not lack girlfriends before, the relationship between the two parties was limited to mutual hatred at the physical level, and it had not yet developed to the level of language conflict and life contradictions.

"You'll find out later."

Uncle Zhang's face was vicissitudes, "In life, the most important thing is not to settle!" ”

"Oh......"

Han Feng didn't seem to understand.

It seems that Uncle Zhang is also a person with a story.

And at this time.

Sister Wang from the finance department next door twisted her waist and came over, "Lao Zhang, are you done?" I have an account here or not, you have time to come with me. ”

"Okay."

Uncle Zhang pinched his cigarette and walked over.

"Hey."

"Sister Wang, just send me a private message next time."

"No, no, no, what kind of report on this kind of trivial matter, just invite me to a meal in the evening...... I heard that there is a car brigade nearby...... Late night barbecue, the taste is very good. ”

？？？

Han Feng was stunned.

This is what you always say about life in the world?!

Where is it not settled?

You've reached the stage of not paying attention to it at all, right?

Never mind.

Han Feng sighed, the matter of the elders, can it be called a matter?

Actually.

He suddenly felt that this state was not bad.

Parents have a parental life.

Uncle Zhang has Uncle Zhang's life.

And not like everyone is kidnapped by life...... Children are kidnapped by their parents' lives, parents are kidnapped by their children's lives, and everyone lives that kind of involuntary life, always for whom and for whom, never at a moment, is for themselves.

Therefore.

Han Feng decided that he had to live his own life.

Now.

There are only 14 days left on the line of life and death.

……