A Comfortable Sloth...
Now, after deducting all sorts of miscellaneous items, Yang Feng still had about four to five thousand system gold coins in his Wargod System.
This was also Yang Feng's rough estimation. Yang Feng had not calculated it carefully.
Every day, Yang Feng and Chen Xiwa participated in training. After three or four o'clock, Yang Feng naturally took Chen Xiwa to the jungle.
They brought their sniper rifles and enough bullets.
They felt that shooting and breaking broken wine bottles were almost a challenge without difficulty. They wanted a more exciting challenge, so they went to the deepest part of the forest.
He brought enough water and bullets, prepared to start hunting, and returned to the base at six o'clock sharp.
"Brother Feng, it's a pity that these days only last for two days.”Chen Xiwa sighed. Time flew by.
Day after day, time passed without him realizing it.
"Xiwa, it's already good enough to have two days to play. Don't be too greedy.”Yang Feng looked at Chen Xiwa's unsatisfied expression and shook his head speechlessly.
"Brother Feng, I understand." Chen Xiwa nodded and asked,""Brother Feng, have you prepared for tomorrow's shooting competition?”
"I don't want to prepare. I'm very confident that I can win first place in the shooting competition.”Yang Feng was extremely confident and relied heavily on his spear technique.
Yang Feng was full of confidence. Yang Feng would never fight a battle without confidence.
Yang Feng looked at his watch and said,""Xiwa, it's almost five or six o'clock. Get ready to go back. He quickly finished eating and put out the fire.”
Yang Feng urged Chen Xiwa, who was still chewing on her drumstick.
Yang Feng's hunting results just now were very fruitful. He had hunted a hare and three wild ones. Chicken, and a few wild fruits.
Yang Feng and the others were also enjoying themselves. Among them, Chen Xiwa ate the most. Yang Feng only ate two drumsticks, and the rest were directly eaten by Chen Xiwa.
There were many bones on the ground, and chicken bones were all over the ground. Chicken feathers were scattered all over the ground, and wild animals were hanging from the forks of many trees. Chicken Feather.
"Ah, I'm so full!" Chen Xiwa said with a satisfied look. Chen Xiwa stroked her full stomach.
Chen Xiwa also burped, looking a little satisfied.
Chen Xiwa swept up all the food.
"Alright, stop sighing! Hurry up and pack up. Remember to put out the fire and don't leave any sparks.”Yang Feng kicked Chen Xiwa and said.
Chen Xiwa dealt with the pheasant feathers and chicken bones on the ground. She used sand to extinguish the flames and instantly buried the traces on the ground.
Yang Feng didn't do anything. He wanted Chen Xiwa to do more exercise. After meals, exercise could improve the health and immunity of the body. Yang Feng stood by the side and supervised.
Just now, during the barbecue, it was all done by Yang Feng. Chen Xiwa was just helping out. After eating, Chen Xiwa's hands would definitely freeze.
If one wanted to eat, one had to work. There was no free thing in the world, and no free trap would fall from the sky.
"Xiwa, hurry up. Are you done? You're going to be late!”Yang Feng kept urging Chen Xiwa. Chen Xiwa was too slow.
There were only five to six minutes left. They had to rush back to the base before six o'clock, so Yang Feng was more anxious. He kept urging Chen Xiwa, and his tone was much faster.
"Alright, Brother Feng! I've already taken care of it. Let's go.”
Chen Xiwa clapped her hands and wiped the dust off her hands. She also wiped the grease off her mouth.
Don't leave any flaws, or Chen Guotao will teach you a lesson.
Chen Guotao lecturing others was not inferior to Miao Lian at all. It was no different from Tang Sanzang reciting scriptures or a loli nagging.
Perhaps, it was even better.
Yang Feng took the initiative to grab the sniper rifle from Chen Xiwa's hand and snatched the backpack from Chen Xiwa's shoulder. Yang Feng was carrying two backpacks. Yang Feng also had a Type 95 rifle and a sniper rifle. Yang Feng was about 100 kilograms.
However, Yang Feng was as light as a swallow when he ran. He did not feel any pressure at all. He was very relaxed.
Yang Feng almost overtook Chen Xiwa, Chen Xiwa, and Yang Feng. The gap between the two of them was too big. Yang Feng ran very far, and Chen Xiwa fell behind Yang Feng.
Chen Xiwa started running. She was still panting and sweating profusely. Her back was almost drenched in sweat.
It couldn't be stopped at all. It was especially violent.
"D * mn, Chen Xiwa is still behind me. Isn't her body function too poor? Forget it. Let's wait for Chen Xiwa." Yang Feng stopped and sat on a big rock.
At first, he was waiting for Chen Xiwa, but his hands did not stop. Yang Feng's hands kept wiping the gun. He had to keep the Type 95 rifle clean and tidy. There could not be any jammed.
About ten minutes later, Chen Xiwa arrived in front of Yang Feng. She was still panting and sweating profusely!
"Xiwa, are you feeling better? Do you want to rest for a while? We're slowly rushing back to the base. It doesn't matter if we're late.”Yang Feng patted Chen Xiwa's back and suggested that she stop and rest.
Chen Xiwa immediately refused and said,"Brother Feng, there's no need to stop and rest. I'm not tired. We have to rush back before dark. Otherwise, the gate of the base would be closed.”
Chen Xiwa shook her head and rejected Yang Feng's kindness.
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