"This junior brother Ke is righteous!" A disciple of the Demon Sect said in an unknown tone among the crowd.

Although the mainstream values ​​of the Demon Sect are selfish, if someone sacrifices himself for others, then everyone will be happy.

But looking at it from another perspective, those who are not thick-skinned can inevitably feel that they are being compared with it, so they naturally have a bit of gritting their teeth to those who show noble sentiments.

"What's the point of being righteous? Isn't it because Elder Song is taking care of him? Otherwise, with his ability, he would have been swallowed alive. Can he still be taken away by him?" Another disciple of the Demon Sect said in a sour tone.

This sentence hits the voice of many people, but no one hypocritical refutation. Instead, they all show tacit laughter.

"Okay! I thought it was difficult enough to practice in the Demon Sect. I had to find connections with everything, to be careful of being deceived, or to spend spirit stones. Now that I have arrived in another world, I have been taking a breath, not being strangled, and I have been tricked again." Someone said with resentment.

But before these words could be done, the resentment in his stomach abandoned him first.

The gurgling sound began to start to play happily.

Then it was like the orchestra's tune was pulled apart.

The belly of the people around them began to quarrel.

If I don’t know, I thought a frog pond was opened here.

"No! I can't help it!" A disciple of the Demon Sect jumped out of the crowd maniacly, rushed to Murong Yunting, half-kneeling on the ground and folded his fists.

"Disciple Zhao Tianlang has been a child of the hunter family since childhood. He is best at hunting. He has been to any place where he is bitter and cold. He can find food if he digs three feet into the ground. He also asked the elder to agree and ask the disciple to find some food. Otherwise, we would starve to death here before we could understand the principle of a demon." Zhao Tianlang knelt on the ground and said earnestly to Murong Yun.

Previously, the elders had organized a group of disciples to go out to find food, but they have not returned yet.

At this time, someone asked for his order. Murong Yun only hesitated for a moment and immediately said, "Okay! Who else wants to go with him? Let's go with Zhao Tianlang. When you have food, you can fill your stomach first and then bring Fuyu's back."

This seems to be very considerate.

But if anyone listens seriously, just wait to die!

Xue Wuliang seemed to be a reckless person. After hearing what Murong Yun heard, he was afraid that his disciples would take this truth, so he explained without hesitation: "You turtle grandsons, please listen to me. If you find food, who dares to embezzle me, then I will peel him up and sew him into the dog's belly, so that he can eat shit for the rest of his life."

As soon as these words came out, those disciples who had intended to volunteer to go out to find food all endured their hunger and stopped. They could endure hunger, but could not endure eating shit!

It can be seen that these disciples are not hungry enough now and are not hungry yet.

Murong Yun sighed when he heard this, and the little loli's face was full of sorrow.

Although what he said was a little sarcastic, he left room for nothing.

He would also knock on those disciples who went out to find food. These people would only eat a small part of the food they found first to fill their stomachs.

At this time, Xue Wuliang said too ruthlessly and had no room for anything.

Naturally, the disciples lost their motivation, and of course the people who volunteered were gone.

Song Qingwen could only say: "I will make the decision for Liang'er! Whoever brings back the most food, will be one of him in the quota tonight."

These words made the remaining elders frown.

But after seeing the excited disciples around him, they stopped talking without opening their mouths.

Then the look that looked at Xue Wuliang became dangerous.

Song Qingwen can't afford to offend him for the time being.

It’s not easy for Xue Wuliang to rectify it?

If this guy hadn't been a mess, how could he need to use a quota to motivate his disciples?

Sure enough, as soon as Song Qingwen's reward was sent out, the disciples of the Demon Sect were immediately injected with chicken blood.

They all volunteered to find food.

In the end, Murong Yun chose dozens of disciples from more difficult backgrounds and asked them to go out to find food in groups of five.

And tell them not to have internal strife to compete for merit.

Otherwise, if you leave another world afterwards, search the soul and find out the reason, and severely punish those who are provoking trouble.

People who are not hungry don't know.

When you are really hungry, you will understand.

What kind of major events in the sect, what kind of practice and immortality, or what kind of adventures in other worlds are not important to have enough food.

Time passes by little by little.

The first batch of disciples searching for them from the town have returned.

They naturally returned empty-handed.

As a wasteland world that has been nuclear for decades, it is too unreasonable to easily find food that can be eaten in an abandoned town.

Even the world itself is full of all kinds of unreasonableness.

"If it really doesn't work, I can only wait until the evening. Tonight, everyone will enter the town together to see if they can enter the front nuclear world again through the distortion of time and space, and solve the problem of food and clothing first..." Song Qingwen squeezed his eyebrows and forced himself to hold the croaking sound in his stomach.

Guru...!

I couldn't hold it in anyway!

Ke Xiaoliang gained magical value again, his face was bitter and his heart was smiling.

As the lord of the world, Ke Xiaoliang certainly couldn't really go hungry with everyone.

Of course, he also forged a few abdomen chirping, which was just a matter of filling in the numbers... and gathered with everyone's belly chirping.

"The town is half destroyed, but there are more than three times more people. I'm afraid... the opportunity is not enough, and I have to rely on you to stabilize the disciples!" Murong Yun said to Song Qingwen. At this moment, there was also a frog croaking in Murong Yun's belly.

Like Song Qingwen, this decent and self-respecting elder of the Demon Sect provided Ke Xiaoliang with a wave of demonic value.

This inevitably gave Ke Xiaoliang a more unfair idea.

For example, before obtaining stronger extraordinary abilities and cutting off physical needs, let this elder of the Demon Sect give him a wave of unique magic when women grow up to a certain age.

Or... this kind of magic is popularized to benefit those disciples of the Demon Sect and righteous disciples who are men and women.

Extract a large amount of high-quality magical values ​​from their shame and anger.

In contrast, those disciples of the Demon Sect who wear men, especially those who are righteous, shouldn’t they get up in the morning to hold the sky?

Occasionally, I saw some exciting things and couldn't hold them back a little, so I felt a little sticky underwear. I was embarrassed to walk in broad daylight, so I had to spread my legs and horoscopes?

"Well! It's an idea, a way. The so-called devil is hidden in the details. Sometimes, those who can harvest a large amount of magic value may not be those big operations or big scenes. Some hidden small means and small details can also bring a lot of surprises!" Ke Xiaoliang thought in his heart, and wrote this idea first in his small notebook.

At this time, Song Qingwen and Murong Yun heard that they had been pressed on the chopping board and chopped several times.

The issue of collecting food is still discussed.

"What I'm worried about now is that half of the town has been destroyed. Whether its original function is still preserved." Song Qingwen said, covering his stomach.

"If this road is gone, the disciples who have been out of food for two days will be afraid that they will not be able to bear the hunger and will choose to withdraw. Afterwards, no matter how much we punish them... it will be a loss for our Demon Sect plan."

Gululu... Song Qingwen simply squatted down to restrain his stomach and make people feel better.
Chapter completed!