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Chapter 1872 There is no lack of caring people

Cai Gen looked at such a large table of sumptuous meals in front of him, and his mouth watered with excitement.

After struggling for more than half a month, Cai Gen could say that he had not made enough progress.

The reason why he is still alive, except for the fat accumulated over time, the rest can only be considered from a fantasy perspective.

When it comes to fat, Cai Gen jumps right into the role.

It turns out that seals look very fat, but are actually so thin.

Has the fat been eaten secretly?

Yes, there is seal meat, king crab, chicken stewed with mushrooms, lunch meat, canned fruit, roast chicken, sausages and other delicacies on the table in front of you.

The variety of supplementary food does not count. There are only three or four staple foods, rice, steamed buns, flower rolls, and noodles. Wang Gou Sheng almost cried. He has been chewing raw meat for a long time, and today he can finally eat cooked food.

In order to be able to place so much food, the table in the RV is definitely not enough.

We had to bring a few broken wooden barrels from the cabin and temporarily set up a large table on the deck.

Although it is a bit colder, it suits Cai Gen's wishes. Now he needs extremely cold weather to suppress his big heart so that he can move freely.

If the air conditioner is turned on in the RV, Cai Gen will burst a blood vessel if he takes one step, which will definitely not end well.

Cai Gen looked at everyone's eager expressions, why did he feel hungrier than himself?

Could it be that after his death, they all had trouble sleeping and eating?

Absolutely impossible.

Cai Gen felt distressed as he held up the liquor soaked with wolfberry in the store.

I don’t know how much Duan Tudou secretly packed. It is estimated that before she went out, her luggage was filled with cups and sealed bottles of Sanbai Bar.

It can be regarded as doing some personnel work, and I know how to share it with myself.

Just when I was about to raise my glass and announce the start of construction, I suddenly stopped.

"Uncle Guan, why don't you come over for a drink too?

You said it, setting foot in Iceland is full of dangers, why don’t we have some drinks to strengthen our courage?”

After finishing speaking, Cai Gen felt a little regretful.

The last time I went to Taiqinggou I had a hangover. In addition to fighting, I also occasionally had to vomit. It was really uncomfortable.

I want to put down the wine glass, but I still feel a bit reluctant to do so.

The last time I ate and drank, I attended Yang San's wedding in Xuecheng. Because I had important things to do, I didn't have a good time.

How much time has passed in a blink of an eye, and I feel really uncomfortable if I don’t drink something.

Guan Shanle was very pleased to see everyone busy at work, setting up food, and knowing how to call him. This Cai Gen was still very polite.

However, the little emotions stirred up by Cai Gen just now have not calmed down yet, so I don't have a good temper.

"It would be nice to drink some, but Cai Gen, are you going to sail the boat?"

Huh?

What is this word?

Does this broken ship still need someone to sail it?

Aren't they being pulled away by whales?

If you don't want to come, don't come. Why bother talking like this?

Cai Gen didn't get used to Guan Shanle and blocked the conversation directly.

"Oh, I can't do that.

I can only work hard for you, old man.

Xiaosun, prepare two steamed buns for Uncle Guan. We are in a hurry and can't rest.

No, Uncle Guan, I didn’t say you were Maha.

Come, let’s”

Halfway through, Cai Gen still didn't start, which made everyone anxious.

"Before we begin, let me say a few words.

Last time we were in Taiqinggou, everyone took the risk even if they didn’t contribute.

I would like to thank you all in advance for your hard work."

Duan Xiaohong was not so particular. She drank half of a glass of white wine.

He blushed and started shaking his head.

"Caibangzi, you're welcome. It's all what I should do. It's not hard."

Oh my gosh, Cai Gen really wanted to throw the wine glass on her face.

This guy is here to pick the fruits of victory and will only come here after everything is done.

He didn't do anything to help, he was just acting like a coward.

He could only look at Yang San and the others and nodded, hoping they understood what he meant.

Of course Yang San and the others understand what happened in Xuecheng, from one trench to eight trenches, not to mention the dangers at every step, there are always dangers.

Especially the little cuties we met in Badaohao. After undergoing spiritual baptism, everyone had a deeper understanding of themselves.

That is, no matter how awesome you were in the past, you will be a waste when you encounter an enemy of the level of Little Cutie.

In other words, it is worse than trash and has no sense of existence at all.

I don’t want to recall my mental journey, but when I look at Cai Gen, no matter whether he is alive and kicking now or dead and peaceful, I feel an indescribable sense of dependence.

Yes, when facing the little cutie, Cai Gen, the only one who was not affected, became their last psychological line of defense and their last bit of support.

Without Cai Gen by their side, they felt no sense of security, and even had deep worries about existence itself.

Of course, there are more careful people who will think of deeper issues.

Why is Cai Gen not affected by Little Cutie?

Why is Cai Gen called "Skinny" by the cutie?

Why did Cai Gen restrain the little cutie with just a benevolent heart?

If these things are simply explained by the characteristics of the awakened suffering god, it is far from enough.

What follows is the next question.

Why is the god of suffering unaffected by the cutie?

This creates a serious paradox with the little cutie’s suppression of the attributes of the civilized world.

If you think about it more deeply, you will have to discuss the attributes of the god of suffering.

However, the god of suffering is a native of this world. He has devoted his whole life to fighting against the existence of the little cutie. His attributes cannot be doubted, so there must be no problem.

Whenever a thoughtful person thinks of this, he will be confused and distressed.

Fortunately, Cai Gen is still here.

Fortunately, Cai Gen is still on the road to solving the problem.

I believe that if I accompany Cai Gen to the end, everything that is unreasonable and all my doubts will surface.

As long as I can get to the end.

However, no matter whether people are intentional or unintentional, they have little confidence.

This is a daunting and difficult challenge to complete.

After watching everyone drink, Cai Gen set his sights on Wang Gou Sheng.

"Gou Shengzi, do you Taoist priests also drink?

Aren’t there any rules and regulations?”

With his mouth full of luncheon meat, Wang Goosheng felt that he had finally escaped from the primitive life of eating hair and drinking blood, and was immersed in the blessings of modern industrial civilization.

However, Cai Gen came to target him again, which made him angry.

He hesitated and struggled to speak, and it took half a glass of white wine to swallow the food in his mouth.

"Cai Gen, I'm warning you for the last time, don't make fun of other people's names.

My name is Wang Gou Sheng, not Gou Shengzi. Please respect me.

What happened to my drinking?

Taoist priests are not monks, so what can't they drink?

Besides, man follows the earth, earth follows heaven, heaven follows Tao, and Tao follows nature.

Everything in the universe and heaven and earth follows suit and follows the laws of "nature".

There is no need to be persistent in everything, let alone deliberate, just let it take its course.

You won't be able to understand me even if I say it too much, but I have never had such a bad drink.

It has no medicinal value at all, it is not sweet enough in the mouth, and the aftertaste is just dross.

It tastes so bad."

Wang Gou Sheng said it tasted bad, but he didn't really mean what he said.

The remaining half glass of white wine was drained in one gulp, quite boldly, not a drop was left.


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