Han Fei was speechless when he heard that there were no cells on the fourth floor.
So, did Xue Shenqi lock him up with an unknown and mysterious expert? Then why the hell would he and Le Renkuang need a Sea Swallowing Seashell? What if he was robbed?
However, on second thought, if he was really such a peerless expert, there was no reason for him to rob a junior like him. That would be too embarrassing!
On the other hand, if Xue Shenqi wanted to kill him, he wouldn't have locked him up in the Scattered Stars Prison. He could've killed him with any random reason. Why would he send him to the fourth floor of the Scattered Stars Prison?
Having figured it out, Han Fei wasn't afraid anymore. After all, he wasn't going to die.
Han Fei walked into the barrier without hesitation, which puzzled Zhang Teng. Why is this guy so bold? Even I, as the warden, dare not enter this place, but you just walked in with a smile?
Since he couldn't figure it out, Zhang Teng didn't bother to think about it.
They were all big shots, and he couldn't afford to mess with them. It wasn't that he was afraid of the Thug Academy, but that this was an academy with many legendary stories and couldn't be judged by common sense.
…
As soon as Han Fei entered the barrier, he was shocked.
It turned out to be another space. Just like the Scattered Stars First Unit, it was built in a secret realm.
Han Fei saw a garden where flowers emitting all kinds of strange light were blooming, just like the glowing aquatic plants in the Ten Thousand Demon Valley.
Under his feet was a piece of land, and there were trees and woodlands in the distance. As far as he could see, there was a large natural open-air vegetable field, a winding river, and a hut by the river.
In front of the hut, there were several stone platforms, on which some fish skins were scattered.
In front of one of the stone platforms, a middle-aged man in gray clothes with neatly combed hair was writing with a pen in his hand.
This was completely different from the prison in Han Fei's imagination.
The Scattered Stars Prison called this a prison? Whose prison could be so well-built?
The man didn't even raise his head but continued to write something carefully. Han Fei didn't know what to do for a while.
Han Fei thought, That's a strong expert! He couldn't go up and greet him. "What are you writing? Can I help you open your eyes? "
If he really did that, would he be slapped to death?
Han Fei paused for a long time, only to see the man raise his eyelids and glance at Han Fei. He said casually, "Build your own house, cut the wood, and cook the vegetables in the kitchen."
Han Fei: "???"
Han Fei was speechless. Is she so easy-going? His words were quite gentle, without any arrogance, and without the slightest bit of the pressure of an expert.
Han Fei asked, "Where's the kitchen?"
That person wrote something else and seemed to be very satisfied with his work. He even nodded his head in admiration. Then, he straightened his body and looked at a stone platform by the river. "There!"
Han Fei glanced around. You call that a kitchen? That was a stone platform … Eh! Wait, what's that? A seasoning box?
Han Fei wanted to ask, "Brother, when did you transmigrate here? Why is he so awesome? "
As Han Fei perceived it, he found that what the hell were those seasonings? There were all kinds of dried spirit fruits, some of which had indeed been ground up.
Han Fei thought for a moment and asked, "Where should I build my house?"
The man didn't even raise his head and continued to write. "Whatever you want! This place is so big and empty. "
Han Fei found that his strength was still there. The Spiritual Qi here was just barely enough. He wasn't suppressed in all aspects, so he didn't care.
Since you want me to build a house, I'll build one. What's there to be afraid of?
After a while, the laborer Nine Tails, dragging a few big trees, ran over quickly. Han Fei casually chopped the wood into many pieces.
Duang … Duang …
Clank, Clank, Clank!
Han Fei really built a tree house.
Halfway through, he heard the middle-aged man who was writing say, "You're impatient, so you should be more meticulous. After all, a house is for living. How can you just knock a few pieces of wood? "
Han Fei thought of something, and the Nine Tails stopped. Han Fei couldn't help but say, "Then, should I build a palace?"
The man smiled faintly. "Bickering … You should start small. Building a house is like cultivating. The foundation must be solid. Shortcomings in all aspects must be made up for. The cultivation and application of battle techniques must be seamless and reconstructed. "
Han Fei's eyelids twitched a few times. Fine, you're the boss. You have to keep your word. I'll build it slowly, OK?
Han Fei hadn't figured out this man's way of doing things, but he felt it was strange that he even wanted to build a house.
Before Han Fei continued, the man suddenly said, "Contractual spiritual beasts don't know how to appreciate and have no aesthetic sense. The wood has been nailed and cracked by it. Do it yourself! "
Han Fei took a breath. "Okay, I'll do it myself."
The Nine Tails was despised by the man, so Han Fei immediately took it back.
Han Fei thought to himself, Isn't it just building a house? Let's see how I'll build a little Bieye.
Han Fei took a knife and began to chop every piece of wood and every pillar into the same length and size. He took out some materials from Forge the Universe and refined an iron hammer, a pile of nails, a plane, and some carving knives.
Han Fei thought to himself, Since I have nothing to do, I'll build a small house to scare you to death.
Han Fei cleared a lawn of about 100 square meters, surrounded a small yard, and circled the land with a sharp wooden fence. There was no wind or waves here, so he didn't need to build a foundation. He just leveled the ground and set up piles on the ground.
During the day, Han Fei was building a house, and the man was writing, not interfering with each other.
When Han Fei was halfway through building the house, the man said lightly, "Go cook!"
Han Fei: "???"
You were building a house, but now you want me to cook? Do you think I'm a servant?
Han Fei sneered. I'll make a hot pot that will scare you to death.
When Han Fei walked to the stone platform by the river, he found that there was a Sea Swallowing Seashell here at some point.
The man said, "The materials are inside. Pick them and use them yourself."
Han Fei picked up the Sea Swallowing Seashell, glanced at it, and was stunned. "F * ck, flood dragon? Golden carp? Primordial Chaos Mussel? Trivariant Golden Ginseng? "
Han Fei was dumbfounded. This, this, this, this is too f * cking extravagant, isn't it?
Han Fei secretly took a breath and calmly took out the Long-Tailed Golden Carp Trap. This carp was not big, only half a meter long. It should be good to make sweet and sour carp.
However, Han Fei was dumbfounded when he took a look at the thing.
< Name > Eight-Tailed Golden Carp (Dead)
< Introduction > It's a kind of Enlightenment Fish that can be found in special abysses at the bottom of the sea. It has a trace of dragon bloodline, is extremely fast, and has the ability to flash. Its eight-tailed feathers can borrow the power of heaven and earth to unleash weird sword sounds that can only be blocked by Divine Weapons.
< Level > 62
< Quality > Exotic (mutated)
< Spiritual Energy > 58,652 points
< Effect > When eaten, it can increase comprehension by three times in a short time.
< Collectible > Eight-Tailed Feathers, One-inch Golden Scales
< Absorbable >
"Gudu!"
Han Fei was stunned.
Level 62?
A mutated exotic creature?
It can increase comprehension by three times?
Dragon bloodline? Is it really a carp?
Han Fei took a deep breath, and with a thought, he threw out something that looked like a flood dragon. It was more than 20 meters long, not too big. However, Han Fei wasn't sure.
After all, he had never eaten this thing before! There were even two horns on his head. Were those things a great supplement? Would it be the same as deer antlers?
In the next moment, information popped up in Han Fei's eyes.
< Name > Mystifying Dragon Horns
< Introduction > A deep-sea sea spirit flood dragon with a trace of dragon bloodline. It is extremely powerful and can reach five waves of power when it flips its tail. It can create Mystifying Dragon Illusions.
< Level > 63
< Quality > Exotic (mutated)
< Spiritual Energy > 486,552 points
< Effect > If eaten for a long time, it can greatly increase one's vitality, strength, flesh, and bone strength.
< Collectible > Mystifying Dragon Horns, Mystifying Dragon Tendons, Mystifying Dragon Blood, Dragon Teeth, Dragon Scales, Dragon Vein Bones, Dragon Eyes
< Absorbable >
"Gudu!"
Han Fei swallowed. Are all these f * cking treasures going to be used as food?
Han Fei secretly glanced at the middle-aged man who was writing. Who told me that this is a prisoner? He's a f * cking master. Can a prisoner eat this? Prisoner my ass!
Han Fei was stunned. He had always felt that he was extravagant enough. Who knew that there was something more extravagant?
He didn't dare to look at the rest of the treasures. Wouldn't it be nice to use these creatures as materials? Wouldn't it be nice to use them to seal spirits? Why should he eat them?
Seeing that Han Fei was still stunned, the man couldn't help but urge, "Hurry up, it's almost time for dinner."
"Oh, oh, oh!"
Han Fei originally wanted to use the materials in Forge the Universe. Now that he thought about it, it seemed a little embarrassing, so he decided not to take them out.
However, Han Fei pondered for a long time. He had never eaten a dragon before! How should he make this thing? How troublesome.
Han Fei sighed slightly. Forget it, let's make the sweet and sour carp first!
Thinking of this, Han Fei put the eight-tailed golden carp on the stone platform and took out an ultra-quality long knife. After cleaning the carp, he was going to pull out the tendons on both sides, and then tilt the knife at a 45-degree angle to cut the fish into slices evenly.
As a result.
Sparks flew as the saber slashed down.
Han Fei: "???"
Han Fei swallowed again and looked at the ultra-quality spiritual weapon in his hand. Was there a limit on cooking utensils nowadays?
Han Fei looked at the middle-aged man. Seeing that the latter didn't respond, he gritted his teeth, put away the ultra-quality long knife, and took out the Cosmic Sword.
"Puff!"
This time, he finally managed to cut it.
However, what Han Fei didn't know was that when he took out the Cosmic Sword, the middle-aged man smiled faintly.
Han Fei was about to clean it up, when he heard the middle-aged man say, "Keep the tail and the scale."
Han Fei frowned. Is it the eight-tailed feather and the one-inch golden scale? He had been paying attention to these two things for a long time and was wondering how to ask for them.
However, looking at the middle-aged man's casual look, Han Fei thought to himself, Maybe he doesn't care about them at all.
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