When the convoy dragging the four jumping insects appeared from the mouth of the valley, hundreds of clansmen, old and young, had already gathered in the open space behind the defense line, and they couldn't help cheering when they looked at the complete corpses of the four jumping insects on the car.

"Hahaha, I said a long time ago, as long as there is a miracle Garbo, we will definitely survive until the federal counterattack!"

"Even if the Federation is defeated by the Empire, what are they afraid of, they still need the people~~~"

"Fart, look at those soldiers in the Empire, there are a few of them in human form! I don't want to be a monster ... ”

People enthusiastically gathered together and happily debated with each other about various opinions that would never reach a consensus.

When the big jumping insects were thrown into the clearing, the men quickly stepped forward and began to use various tools to dismember the insects from the joints, and by the familiarity of the movements, they must have done this kind of work many times.

The women, on the other hand, had already taken out the various food extractors and placed them on the long benches that had just been assembled, waiting for the men to remove the bits and pieces of muscle from the shell of the jumping insects.

The first thing to be dismantled is the torso of the jumping worm, and all the internal organs that cannot be eaten directly are thrown into the food synthesis extractor by people, turning into piles of organic food balls, which is a food reserve that does not taste good, but is very convenient to store, at least edible.

The next thing to be dismantled is the muscles under the carapace of the chest of these jumping insects, this part of the muscle is extremely dense, and it is also inedible directly, even to separate these meats, they need to be torn along the texture of the muscles, so that they can be easily split into smaller pieces of meat.

After the men remove this part of the meat from the carapace, they will use a knife to separate it into smaller volumes, and then give it to the woman behind them, and put the breast meat into the fermenter, and the probiotics in the fermenter will slowly break down these overly hard muscles in the following days, making them swell and soften.

Moreover, after this miraculous fermentation process, the meat of the jumping insect breast, which did not have much flavor, will become unique.

In the end, the most delicious part ---- the long, thick legs of the jumping worm, which will be turned into dinner food.

These snow-white muscles encased in a hard leg shell are superb in terms of vision, nutrition, and texture, and even when eaten raw, they taste better than beef! In peacetime, this kind of meat is a dish made from raw materials, and countless people will definitely indulge in it.

"Sasha~~~ How is it today!"

As the automatic door opened, a boy in white with short gray hair rushed in with a roar, still holding a large piece of steaming snow-white worm leg meat in his hand.

"Shhhh Just fell asleep.

What else could I have ... There is no medical warehouse, and even the gene repair agent has run out... Now she's on her own ... ”

The middle-aged woman with her braided hair gently put down the girl in her arms, stood up, took the piece of meat from Garbo's hand, and walked to the kitchen.

"You brought back the best upper leg meat before the dinner, did you tell the elders?"

The woman handled the pieces of meat with ease, and the rhizomes of the red unknown plant that had been cut were put into the stew pot, and the snow-white pieces of meat were already full of appetite before they were cooked.

"As I said, the elder has also checked my spiritual body, why is he always so nervous...

The gray-haired boy who touched the girl's forehead unbuttoned his snow jacket and went to the kitchen.

"Wow, Mom, where did you get the red melon root! It's so cool, I love to eat red melon stewed snow meat, hahaha! ”

The woman glanced at the tall boy, and before she knew it, he already looked like a man who could stand up to the sky, just like his father...

"How can the elder not be nervous about you... We have lived in this deserted corner of the polar belt for hundreds of years, in order to protect this... ”

The smile on his face faded as he stared at the gray-haired boy whose mother had put the stew pot on the cooker, and his right hand removed the windshield from his forehead and gently threw it on the table at the kitchen door, just in front of the electronic photo album that also showed a man with gray hair, a full beard, and a boy of two or three years old.

"Miracles will only befall those who don't give up!"

Mom's voice, at this moment, and the man's voice in Garbo's mind, appeared at the same time, overlapping together, and I was in a trance for a while.