431. Interstellar Plane-101

Lin Qing, who was ostensibly pretending to have a good relationship with the students, but was actually eating and drinking, stood in front of the fire and looked around with sharp eyes, and walked towards Song Hui decisively.

Unexpectedly, within a minute he blended into the crowd and beckoned his friend behind him.

Song Changyan glanced at Song Hui, who almost had "stupid big man" written on his forehead, twitched the corners of his mouth, and stepped up to follow.

"Instructor Lin, it turns out that you are working so hard!"

"Isn't it, the hunting star is so big, and you are the hope of the interstellar future, you can't make any mistakes."

Lin Qingyi was righteous, took a skewer of roasted pork belly with his right hand and stuffed it into his mouth, and squinted his eyes happily in the next moment.

"Oops, that's what it smells like."

It's a meal!

squatted in the live broadcast room for more than ten days, and finally tasted something.

It's not easy, it's not easy.

Lin Qing gulped down the rest of the meat, almost crying with excitement, "You guys are so lucky—"

Being able to mix with Shen Xing and Luo Chengxi, not only can there be endless mutant beasts during the day, but you can also eat delicious mutant beasts at night, and even if you don't bring the night watch in the early morning, it is simply the life of the star god.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes in the past few days, he wouldn't have believed anyone who told him that.

Song Hui, who was on the other side, saw that he had finished eating and hurriedly continued, thinking that his instructor was still immersed in the past mentioned just now, and sighed while echoing it.

"What the instructor said is that we are indeed lucky that the Zerg are not as rampant as you were in the Legion."

"That's it! You've fallen into a honeypot."

"Yes, yes, you're right!"

Song Changyan: "......" can still talk so happily if you are not on the same channel?

Maybe that's the difference between social bull and social fear.

He took a bowl of vegetable and egg drop soup handed by Gu Chaoxi, and after taking a bite, he suddenly felt a warm current rise in his stomach, and his limbs and bones were more comfortable than before.

「?」

How can this vegetable soup also have the same effect as mutant animal meat?

Song Changyan looked down, the green vegetables that were cut into small pieces could not be seen in their original appearance, the unknown yellow and white egg flowers were evenly dispersed, and the three colors were intertwined to create a strong aroma, just smelling it had an irresistible attraction.

So mutant beast eggs also have energy?

No one had studied it before, after all, no one would be idle to dig out the lair of mutant beasts, and it was not that they were impatient.

"Old Song, eat it, hey, this muddy goo beast meat is really exciting!"

Lin Qing stuffed the torn thigh meat into his hand, and the next second, he smelled a strong fragrance on the tip of his nose, which made his stomach, which had not eaten for a long time, growl. Look at the book

"I'll just say you're hungry!"

Song Changyan: "......"

Song Hui's eyes rolled slightly, and he smiled and leaned forward again.

"Instructor Lin, what's going on in the other teams, can you tell me?"

"You want to know? Isn't the standings visible?"

"That's different."

Can the points tell if the assessment is exciting, and can you experience that kind of stimulation just by looking at the data?

Necessarily not.

Song Hui handed over another handful of skewers, "You see that our team members here, whether passive or active, have all withdrawn from the assessment, so it's okay to talk about it."

"That's right."

Lin Qing felt reasonable, but now that he had his mouth occupied, he didn't have time to eat meat, how could he split his mind to tell him a story again? I simply opened my light brain and handed it over.