Qingqing looked at the size of the yaks, and kept about ten of them, and threw the rest to King Feng. At this time, King Feng was going crazy, forget it before, what the hell are mammoths? What the hell are wild yaks?
Now I see that from the zoo to here, there is a line full of large animals. Qingqing said, we just throw it away and don't care about the follow-up. She kindly left a short form for King Feng: "99-64=?"
King Feng knows, and the conclusion he draws is, the number of races that still need to help with the aftermath, right? 35, well, I feel like I definitely can’t let it go! Let’s do this for now.
Qingqing went up to the 65th floor and looked at the strange-looking animal. He felt that this should be in the category of inedible. The puppet on the side said: "This is a sloth."
Qingqing looked disgusted, ugly! He threw it directly to Feng Wang, hey hey, this time the uncle's head will hurt. Just think about it, it will hurt whoever messes with it!
Qingqing didn't care and went straight up to the sixty-sixth floor again. Uh-huh, she looked at her puppet again in confusion and said: "It's almost the same as the monkey just now."
The puppet said helplessly: "This is an otter, the words are different, okay? Also, one lives in the water and the other lives in the tree, they are not monkeys!" Qingqing felt a little dizzy, why do animals look like this?
, so similar?
At this time, Feng Wang also had a real headache. At this time, Brother Monkey believed that sloths also belong to monkeys. No matter how he explained it, it would not work. The key is that this guy moved too slowly and was directly resisted by a group of monkeys.
Qingqing came to the 67th floor. Well, what he saw was a pangolin. This thing is almost the same as the pangolin rat in the Pokémon world. It is easy to identify. These guys seem to be edible, but Qingqing looks at it.
After a long time, uh, let's make a puppet and taste it first.
A group of pangolins trembled when they saw it, Qingqing tasted it, not to mention, the taste was excellent, so Qingqing sent half of the pangolins to Feng Wang, stewed the rest, and gave a large portion to the uncles.
After all, Qingqing still said that she was not used to eating this thing. But Uncle Ya’s response was indeed: It’s delicious!
Qingqing reminded him to also send him some Feng Wang orders. The note handed back over there was: Feng Wang’s family has three meals.
Arriving on the 68th floor, Qingqing felt as if she had returned to Hogwarts for a moment, because this floor was filled with Hedwig's kind, a room full of owls.
After all, after hanging out at Hogwarts for so long, I still have a good impression of owls, so I don't intend to make things difficult for them. I just say: "I'll change your place. There will be someone to guide you. You can fly freely."
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A group of owls nodded in unison, and when King Feng saw the rows of owls, he sighed, the world has been a bit difficult these days! Fortunately, the owls were still very obedient, and consciously flew to places where they could breathe.
Going up to the sixty-ninth floor, looking at a room full of snake-like things, Qingqing held their tails and asked the puppet: "It doesn't look like a snake."
The puppet covered his face: "This is eel! It tastes good. That's eel over there, the main ingredient of eel rice."
Qingqing directly made a fist-up gesture: "Make rice! Leave half of it, and turn the rest into ingredients! Fry, bake, fry and rinse!"
King Feng looked at the things in front of him and directly asked the cultivators here to help catch and pack them, including weasels and foxes, who came to help catch them and then catch them for breeding.
Qingqing went up to the 70th floor, and Qingqing showed her acquaintance with the things here, lions. Qingqing happily kept a dozen of them, cooked them, and left the rest to King Feng.
Seeing that the lion delicacies were online, Qingqing tasted them. Well, there was nothing strange about the taste. She kept some of them for herself and called the rest to the uncles in Yumeilin.
She decided to rest for a while first, but there was nothing she could do about it, she was a little lazy. At a certain time, she started to sleep, and the puppet was speechless and depressed. Forget it, forget it, if the master is lazy, just be lazy.
This time Qingqing woke up after sleeping for a day, and then went straight to the seventy-first floor. Then, Qingqing was a little dumbfounded. What the hell? What appeared here was actually the elves in the Warcraft game, that kind of beautiful guy.
Qingqing touched her chin and asked the origin: "This should be useless, right?"
The source answered clearly: "It cannot be transmitted."
Qingqing said to Huolian on the side: "Work, work, it's your job." Huolian couldn't help but sigh, and directly set fire to solve the following problems. Finally, it was time for him to take action.
In just half an hour, all the elves were completely burned, and they were sure that there was nothing left. Huolian put back the fire, and they continued to move forward. Qingqing also discovered it. The more he beat them, the higher the cultivation level of these creatures.
After Lian entered this level of denial, he was able to easily transform into a human form.
What surprised Qingqing was that Thunder Tribulation could actually be connected here. However, Huolian was still very tough, so he immediately burned Lei Tribulation and counterattacked again.
When they reached the 72nd floor, Qingqing's mouth twitched. Here are Nagas, mermaids, etc. Qingqing asked curiously: "Origin, are there any sharks here? Those guys should be able to be carried back, right?"
The source's answer is also very interesting: "Yes, there are still descendants of Nuwa under investigation, but the memory will be reset."
Qingqing said it didn't matter. Only by changing the memory would it be easier to assimilate. Qingqing asked the origin to transfer the ones that could be transferred first. The scribe on it was: Sharman, a descendant of Nuwa (the memory has been deleted)
It's just that this time the source directly threw people into the Panru World, Nuwa Palace. Qingqing said that this was good. After Huolian burned all the rest to death, and when Huolian said that the joke was complete, Qingqing walked up again.
On the seventy-third floor, looking at the familiar centaurs, the same kind as Firenze? They are green and green, no, what is the use of these guys? Tilting your head? Origin replied: "Just deal with it."
Qingqing sighed and looked at the fire lotus. The fire lotus directly lit the fire. However, Qingqing closed her eyes. She still had a good relationship with those centaurs. Oh, what a pity.
It's just that this guy Qingqing has a very good tool spirit. This is just work. If they don't die, just hanging around here will be boring, right?
But even so, Qingqing also said that it was very bad to be in a bad mood. Thinking of Snape, who knew how to cheat her money, she sighed again. I wonder if that guy can adapt. I should give that guy his due, right?
Sighing again, looking at the completely dead guys, she felt a little unhappy and continued to climb up. Facts have proved that when a person is unhappy, what she sees may not make her very happy.
Seeing a bunch of spiders, Qingqing said directly: "Original found ten of the spiders in that world and threw them back, and asked Fire Lotus to clean up the rest."