Chapter 185: Someone from the Tiger Alliance is coming

in the house.

The middle-aged man chatted with Xiaopang and found out that Xiaopang was originally in the third-level battlefield. This time, he was able to come over because the barrier was opened.

In fact, the man had already guessed it.

If Xiaopang had been on the fourth level battlefield, he would have come back long ago.

After all, we are all a family, and there has never been anyone in their family who is too stupid. However, they only have one genius like Xiaopang.

The eldest brother hoped that Little Fatty would be able to make a living and support Little Fatty in college, but he encountered such changes in the earth.

The middle-aged man can only lament that his elder brother is unlucky.

The chubby boy was anxious to know about his parents, but the middle-aged man kept silent, which made him extremely anxious.

The more Zhang Feng looked at it, the more he felt something was wrong.

When I saw the porridge in the pot and thought of the middle-aged chubby parents going out to work, I immediately realized something was wrong.

"Auntie, why is there no rice in the porridge?"

The middle-aged woman grabbed the pot and said, "There is no rice today, so I just made do with some."

The middle-aged woman didn't say much, her eyes were a little unnatural, as if she was hesitant to speak.

"Auntie, just tell me if you have any difficulties." Lan Lan also saw the problem, took the woman's arm and smiled sweetly.

I have to say that there is still something to say between women.

The woman looked at Lan Lan and sighed immediately: "Huzi, you came back from the third-level battlefield. If you know the people there, see if you can get some rice noodles or something for your family. The ones they gave us here

There's not enough food at all. Your uncle and I can forget it, but Niu Niu is still growing, so we can't just eat this much."

When the woman spoke, the middle-aged man immediately shouted: "You woman, didn't you agree not to say anything? Look, you are talking nonsense again. What kind of era is this? Do you still think you can get anything you want?

?We are all like this here, how do we think their place can be any better?"

The woman was so drunk that she immediately stopped talking, her eyes were red, and she carried Niu Niu into the house.

"What's going on?" Xiaopang realized that his parents were not doing well here.

Lan Lan said softly: "Uncle, tell me, maybe we can help you."

"Oh, you can't." The middle-aged man smiled bitterly: "You don't even have any equipment, you are just ordinary people. Are you not seeking death by fighting with them?"

"Second uncle, tell me quickly. How do you know we can't do anything if you don't tell me?" Xiaopang was anxious and grabbed the middle-aged man's arm and asked.

The middle-aged man couldn't resist Xiaopang's repeated requests, so he spoke out.

There are no monsters in the fourth-level battlefield, but there is a nine-story tower. When the battlefield appears, all food on the battlefield disappears.

Only by entering the tower and defeating monsters can you get part of the food.

Those with strength can naturally enter and get food.

But civilians like them, those with families, older people, and those who are afraid of death dare not go in.

This way they have no food to get.

In addition to a main talent, everyone on the fourth-level battlefield also has an auxiliary talent-making attribute crystals.

Each person can create at least one attribute crystal per day, and a maximum of three.

Attribute crystals have different attributes depending on the strength of each person's mental strength. The better the attributes, the more and better food can be obtained from those warriors.

The chubby second uncle and second aunt are too weak in spirit and cannot even condense an attribute crystal.

And with just the little mental power of Niuniu and Xiaopang's parents, each of them can condense at most one attribute crystal a day.

Moreover, once the mental power is consumed, it cannot be recovered in one day. Therefore, one attribute crystal every two or three days is barely enough for five people to eat half full, and they will not starve to death.

Xiaopang's parents were going to hand over crystals at this time in exchange for some food.

"But it seems that I have been out for a long time today." The middle-aged man looked at the time and said, "Usually, they should be back by this time?"

When Xiaopang heard this, his eyes immediately turned red.

Only one attribute crystal can be condensed in a day. Xiaopang can imagine that this is a very hard and tiring job.

Xiaopang has a deep understanding of the consumption of mental energy. His talent also uses mental energy.

The feeling of being exhausted, having a splitting headache, and being completely weak is as uncomfortable as you want.

Now, his parents are suffering the same thing just for a little bit of food.

Xiaopang clenched his hands into fists, gritted his teeth, and said in a deep voice: "Zhang Feng, I have something to ask you."

"No need to say it, I know." Zhang Feng nodded.

He understood Xiaopang's mood.

As a son of man, his parents are suffering, but they don’t know until this moment that murderous intent will surge in anyone’s heart.

Lan Land said: "Let's wait until uncle and aunt come back."

Lan Lan went into the back room and tidied up the house with the middle-aged woman.

Just as Xiaopang was restlessly waiting, he suddenly heard someone in the corridor shouting: "Lu Tao, Lu Tao, hurry up to the Black Dragon Camp, your brother and the others are being beaten."

The man who rushed up was in his forties. He looked a little old, was blind in one eye, and walked with a slight stumble. He was out of breath after climbing up to the sixth floor. He waved his hands and said: "Hurry, hurry up.

.I don’t know what will happen if it’s too late.”

The visitor was stunned when he saw so many people suddenly in the room.

The little fat boy jumped up and was the first to rush out the door.

Lan Lan chased after him immediately.

"Huzi, don't mess around. Something happened to you. What will happen to your parents?" The middle-aged man also chased after him.

"Auntie, please keep an eye on the child. I'll go over too." Zhang Feng also chased after him.

The middle-aged man couldn't hold Xiaopang back. He looked at Zhang Feng and said hurriedly: "You must be Huzi's friend. Stop him quickly. You have no idea how powerful the people here are. It will be too easy for them to crush you to death."

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"Don't worry, nothing will happen."

Zhang Feng nodded with a smile and chased after Xiaopang.

When Xiaopang arrived at the Black Dragon's camp, there were only dozens of people screaming in pain among the ruins.

Xiaopang immediately saw his white-haired parents leaning on a stone with pale faces. One of the legs of the two old people was twisted at a strange angle, which made people feel heartbroken just to see them.

The two old men had sunken eye sockets, were extremely thin, and had shockingly silver hair.

"Dad, Mom, I'm back." As soon as Xiaopang saw his parents, he threw himself in front of the two old people and immediately knelt down, tears welling up uncontrollably.

"Huzi, you are Huzi." The two old men were in great pain, but when they saw the little fat boy, they immediately became energetic. They hugged the little fat boy and cried bitterly.

Lan Lan's eye circles were also red, and she secretly took out a tissue to wipe her tears.

"It'll be good to come back, it'll be good to come back." The two old men cried, touching and looking at each other, for fear that the people in front of them would not notice any changes.

"Mom and Dad, what's wrong with your legs?" Xiaopang looked at the legs of the two old people, and suddenly there was a strong murderous intent on his face.

"Let's not talk about this anymore. Let's go home." The two old men waved their hands and tried to stand up, but they tried their best and failed to stand up in the end.

"I'll do it." Zhang Feng stepped forward, and in his palm two balls of white light fell on the old man's broken leg.

The two old men suddenly felt the bones of the broken leg making a "creaking" sound, and they actually moved back to their original positions little by little. Even the redness and swelling of the broken leg were quickly disappearing.

"Dad, Mom, let's talk about it when we go home." Xiaopang carried his mother on his back.

Zhang Feng unceremoniously carried Xiaopang's father on his back, and the five of them walked home again.

Half-running saw the middle-aged man chasing after him. When he saw that Xiaopang, his eldest brother, and his aunt were all fine, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The house of Xiaopang's family is only about fifty square meters, and now there are three more people in the house. The eight people in the house are suddenly a little crowded.

Xiaopang took out the best tobacco and wine from Zhang Feng's ring, as well as some food and meat.

"I'm going to cook." The middle-aged woman looked at the food and immediately took the food happily and left.

There was rice, noodles, and meat, and there was so much food. They hadn't seen it for a long time.

Not to mention eating it.

"Uncle, aunt, what happened just now?" Zhang Feng asked calmly, no other emotions could be heard in his tone, just ordinary concern.

"It's nothing. I just wanted to clean up the Black Dragon's camp to earn more food, but someone hid something and angered the soldiers, so they attacked us."

"Whoever is secretly looking for whom, why should he look for you." Xiaopang gritted his teeth and said, "It's from that organization, Dad, please tell me."

"Don't mess around. You come from a third-level battlefield and you can't beat them." The two old men still held Xiaopang's hands and looked at them without letting go.

After a while, the aroma of the food spread in the corridor.

All the closed doors were opened, and people gathered outside Xiaopang's house.

"Oh my, isn't this little fat guy? Why are you back?"
To be continued...