At the "Fishing Competition", everyone was talking and laughing. If it weren't for the "military base" two or three kilometers away, this scene would really look like a group of families enjoying the mountains and rivers...

Time flew by, and before we knew it, the sun was already setting.

I took out my phone and looked at the time, it was around 7pm...

"Hey! Fatty! It's time for us to go back!"

Putting his phone back into his coat pocket, Han Feng shouted to Liu Rui who was not far away.

"Oh, I'll go! If you don't shout earlier, you won't shout later! But at this time! Didn't you see that there is a big fish here about to bite the hook?!!!"

Liu Rui stood up straight and looked a little "angry".

"Stop fishing, these few fish are enough!"

With all his voice, Han Feng ignored Liu Rui's "loss"...

"I have lost my fishing rod. Whenever I want to fish, I can just make a few more."

After everyone gathered together, Han Feng pointed to the off-road vehicle and continued: "The six of us... we should be able to sit down if we squeeze together."

"Fat man, you go to the co-pilot~"

Smoothly opening the driver's door, Han Feng gave special instructions.

"..."

Glancing at Han Feng, Liu Rui didn't say anything...

"Hey, where is your girlfriend? Why haven't you seen her these past few days?"

On the way back, Han Feng asked Liu Rui casually.

"I sprained my ankle yesterday, and I'm resting in my room~ I'll see you during dinner."

"Oh, that's how it is……"

While the two were talking, the off-road vehicle drove into the second base wall.

Carrying three or four plump fish, Han Feng got out of the car and went straight to the kitchen.

In the kitchen of the Allied base, there are all kinds of pots and pans. Even the condiments are densely packed with "a large amount"...

"Why are you just standing there? Give me the fish."

Behind him, seeing Han Feng looking at a loss with the fish, Lin Lan said with a smile.

"Can you still cook fish?"

Watching Lin Lan take the fish, Han Feng asked subconsciously.

"No, let's learn now~"

"ah?!!!"

"I read a food magazine a few days ago, and there was a tutorial on how to cook fish."

While talking, Lin Lan took out a slender kitchen knife and prepared to handle the fish on the chopping board.

"I'll do this."

Seeing Lin Lan holding the knife, Han Feng couldn't help but feel a little scared and worried...

Especially her bulging belly made Lin Lan lean forward a little while handling the ingredients...

With the output of mind power, four fishes floated into the air.

Immediately afterwards, Han Feng's waist moved slightly, and several silver wings quietly poked out.

"Ugh! Swish, swish, swish..."

Under the influence of telekinesis, he removed the scales, bones, and internal organs... In less than two minutes, the four fish were completely processed. At this moment... Han Feng took advantage of the situation and took advantage of the power of the radar. Every fish bone, no matter how small, would

Eliminated by Silver Wings.

"Bang..." The fish meat fell to the ground, and there was a small pile of crystal clear fish meat on the cutting board.

"..."

Looking at the fish in front of him, Lin Lan opened his eyes and opened his mouth, wanting to say something...

"Don't praise~basic operation~"

After stroking his hair, Han Feng said lightly.

"Are you sick? How do I steam it?! How do I braise it?!!!"

Turning his head, Lin Lan's fierce gaze scared Han Feng and took a few steps back.

"...Oops! I still have something to do! You're busy! I'm leaving first!"

Seeing that this was not good, Han Feng stepped on the watermelon rind and ran away...

"..."

At this time, Lin Lan was left alone in the kitchen with a look of helplessness...

An hour and a half later, around nine o'clock in the evening...

At this moment, everyone in the restaurant in the Allied base was eagerly looking forward to today's dinner.

With a shout of "dinner is served!!!" Lin Lan walked out carrying a large basin of fish.

"Boom..."

"Sizzsssssssssss..."

In the white porcelain basin, hot oil is still frying on the hill-shaped fish fillets. As the finishing touch, the peppercorns burst out with an amazing aroma! It swept everyone's taste buds!

“No steaming, no braised, only boiled fish~”

Putting down the dishes, Lin Lan squinted his eyes and looked at Han Feng with a playful expression.

"Wow...it smells so good..."

Suddenly, the cute and cute voice of Huhu broke this delicate balance...

"Use your chopsticks quickly! I can't wait any longer!!!"

"That's right! Lin Lan's cooking is really delicious~"

As soon as Huhu finished speaking, Liu Rui and Liu Zhe immediately followed suit.

"Haha~ eat, eat, eat~ boiled fish looks delicious at first sight! Much better than steamed and braised fish~"

Rolling up his sleeves, Han Feng avoided Lin Lan's gaze and moved his chopsticks first...

There are no fish bones in the soft and glutinous fish fillets.

It is no exaggeration to say that Han Feng can make a bowl of rice with just one spoonful of fish soup!!

After drinking and eating, Han Feng wandered outside with a cigarette in his mouth as usual.

As he admired the starry sky, Han Feng suddenly felt a sense of loneliness in his heart...

"Mother body...where are you..."

Squinting his eyes, Han Feng couldn't wait to know the answer to this question.

Kill the mother and build a time machine... so that she can watch the stars with her...

Thinking of this moment, Han Feng suddenly thought of Lin Lan.

If Wei Yun is resurrected...what will Lin Lan do?

"???"

Standing up straight, Han Feng's question stumped him.

"hehe……"

After a few seconds, Han Feng smiled in relief.

As long as people can survive, things will always have a solution...

After putting out the cigarette butt, Han Feng turned around and returned to the tent...

The next morning.

"Ring ring ring!"

"Ring ring ring!!!"

"..."

Opening his half-asleep eyes, Han Feng turned off the alarm and sat up from the bed.

"Luna, have you finished summoning the Apocalypse Tank?"

When getting out of bed and walking towards the washbasin, Han Feng asked Luna in his mind.

"Reporting to the Korean team, there are still three hours and twenty-seven minutes left before the end of the Apocalypse tank call."

"It's so slow..."
To be continued...