Under the warm, thoughtful and meticulous service of the savage, Feng Chen finished the plate of barbecue, and he really finished eating.

Until now, he only felt that his mouth was smoking, and the whole smoke was burning, what a painful realization.

During this period, he also asked Han Yanxi and Han Yanfei for help, but what he ushered in was the white eyes of the two sisters.

The most important thing is that the food of this wild man is specially used to treat Feng Chen, and he is reluctant to give it to others.

Feng Chen was really helpless, after eating these barbecues, he was still like a psychopath, and he forced a smile on the savage.

And the raw materials of these barbecues, I don't know what kind of bird they come from, but fortunately, they are delicious and disease-free and harmless.

In order to end this farce as soon as possible, Feng Chen decisively took out the bone tooth collar and handed it back to the hospitable savage.

For outsiders, this is a token of entering the field of the dragon god, and for savages, it is an ornament.

In addition, Feng Chen also specially sent a pack of spicy strips to let this wild man know what is delicious in the world.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the spicy strips came out, it was like an artifact coming into the world, which provoked the savages to snatch it one after another.

The field of the god of agriculture is boiling now, the lakeside, the attic, and the top of Shennong...... Wildlings can be seen scuffling together everywhere.

In the end, a pack of spicy noodles actually caused bloodshed, and as the mastermind behind the scenes, Feng Chen blamed himself.

Standing on the top of Shennong, looking at the green mountains and green waters of the field of the god of agriculture, Feng Chen suddenly realized something and wondered:

"Yanxi, during your time in the field of Saturnalia, did you eat all these bland and tasteless foods?"

"That's right!" Han Yanxi's pure eyes blinked, "Everyone eats these, what's wrong?"

Looking at Han Yanxi and Han Yanfei, Feng Chen clasped his hands to his chest and said with a strange smile:

"When it comes to the Enlightenment Festival, I think I know what to take to curry favor with the four presidents. ”

In the next period of time, Feng Chen, Han Yanxi, and Han Yanfei walked around the field of the god of agriculture.

They paddled in the lake, shuttled through the forest, trekked through the mountains, and enjoyed the beautiful scenery of the Saturnalia wilderness.

Although it is to enjoy the scenery, Feng Chen has another purpose, that is, to find clues to the fragments of the "Soul Town".

It's a pity that he turned the field of the god of agriculture upside down, but he still didn't get anything, and he was half tired to death.

But through the sensitive word "resurrection", Feng Chen could also guess that this was mostly related to the soul suppression fragments.

It can be seen that the fragment of the divine stone "Soul Suppression" is in the field of the god of agriculture, and it is undoubtedly regarded as a holy object by the savages.

In this case, it is extremely difficult to get hold of the fragments of the Divine Stone on Gille Island.

When they were on Gille Island, those natives regarded Fengchen as the son of the gods, so would these savages do the same?

This is obviously impractical, because Feng Chen has inquired that the four great presidents of the Wild of the God of Agriculture are not savages.

And the fact that the field of the god of agriculture has been able to develop to this scale is also due to the concerted efforts of the four presidents.

As for who the four presidents were, Feng Chen really wanted to find an opportunity to talk about life with them.

As night fell, Feng Chen and the three of them climbed the wooden stairs on the pavilion and returned to Shennong Ding to prepare for rest.

And inadvertently, a "poof" sound caused by the impact of metal suddenly poured into the ears of the three people.

Feng Chen was a little curious, and the moment he climbed to the top of Shennong, he saw that the circular square was full of people.

And the "poof" sound of metal impact, Hao Ran came from the large bluestone that was one person high in the circular square.

With a strong curiosity, Feng Chen squeezed into the crowd and found a strong man bombarding the big bluestone with his fist.

After seeing this strong man, he felt that all he had seen before was a fake strong man, and the one in front of him was worthy of the name.

Because this strong man's body is as strong as a tree pole, the height is even more exaggerated, definitely more than 2 meters.

This strong man, no matter who he stands in front of, will bring a sense of oppression to people, and he will not be able to resist at all.

The only thing that is gratifying is that this strong man does not have the slightest fierce light on his face, but gives people a simple feeling.

Especially the leather shorts on his body, the whole body is tight, and it is almost a fight with the Hulk.

Han Yanxi and Han Yanfei followed closely behind Feng Chen, and they were also shocked by the strong man's bombardment of the big bluestone with his fist.

But for Han Yanxi, she has been here for a while, and this scene is not the first time she has seen it.

After the shock on her face subsided, she leaned into Feng Chen's ear and said softly:

It is said that this man was also the dead body of the god of Saturnalia, and after his resurrection, he crawled out of the black coffin. ”

Unfortunately, three years have passed, no one has come to claim him, and he has lost his memory and does not know who he is. ”

"If you look at his body, you know that he is as powerful as an ox, and no one in the field of the god of agriculture is his opponent. ”

"I see!" Feng Chen nodded slightly, the shock in his eyes replaced by pity, this was too pitiful.

What is the point of being resurrected after death, and no one comes to claim it after being resurrected, and you lose your memory?

Listening to the sound of Da Qingshi being bombarded by his fist, Feng Chen found that this strong man was indeed as powerful as an ox.

It's just that why did this strong man use his fists to bombard Da Qingshi? masochism, hatred, or joking?

As if seeing Feng Chen's doubts, Han Yanxi's pure eyes blinked, looked around, and said in a low voice:

"Because of this matter, I also went to inquire about it, and he was actually deceived by the four presidents of the field of the god of agriculture. ”

"Deceived?" Feng Chen was a little puzzled, and when he looked at the strong man, the pity in his eyes deepened.

"Yes!" Han Yanxi looked at the strong man who was bombarding the big bluestone, smiled coldly, and added:

Although no one came to claim him, he always wanted to leave the wilderness of Saturnalia and see the outside world. ”

"However, after resurrecting him, the four presidents did not reap the benefits, how could they let him go?"

However, no one in the field of the god of agriculture could stop him, so the four presidents came up with a solution. ”

"Solution? It can't be some conspiracy, right?" Han Yanfei covered her mouth and laughed secretly.

"Yanfei, you guessed right. Han Yanxi smiled awkwardly, looked at Feng Chen on the side and continued:

"This so-called method is actually to let him bombard the big bluestone with his fist......"

"Whenever he smashes the big bluestone with his fist, he can leave at any time. ”

"This ......" Hearing this, Feng Chen couldn't cry or laugh for a while, these four presidents are simply cheating their fathers.

Isn't this a blatant bully of other people's low IQ? The material of the big bluestone is so hard, and it is so thick.

If you want to smash the big bluestone with your bare hands, even if you are as strong as an ox, you don't know what year or month it will be.

"Four treacherous and cunning guys!" Feng Chen scolded a few words, which could be regarded as fighting for the strong man.

He took a few steps forward, and when he got closer, he realized that the strong man had sunk the big bluestone by a few millimeters.

But these few millimeters took a strong man three years, wasting other people's time, which is tantamount to making money and killing people.

Feng Chen couldn't stand it at all, even if he was nosy today, he had to ask for an explanation for this strong man.

Of course, he has a way to let the strong man smash a large bluestone in a few minutes, as long as the other party is willing to cooperate.