Raw water is definitely not drinkable. No matter how sweet the water from the lake is, no matter the powers or ordinary people dare not taste it.

Last time, a thirsty fool took a big sip of water. As a result, he had abdominal pain that day, and a few sticky worms with thick and thin fingers came out of his eyes.

"Gulu, Gulu!" The boiling water in the iron bucket was boiling and bubbling. A little white foam floating on the water was scooped off by the man in charge of making fire. He raised his head and looked nervously at the psionic lying on the bullock cart. He asked carefully, "do you want to add two pieces of bacon? Guys are hungry... "

" don't you mean to drink water?! Why do you want to drink broth now? " The psionic lying on the sack of grain looked at the rolling hot water and swallowed subconsciously.

He had drunk all the water in his kettle, and now it was three or four hours before noon, and he was hungry.

"More bacon! And those two ribs! Give me something to eat later. Hurry up and jog back to the city

The psionic jumped from the ox cart and untied the kettle hanging on his waist. He was not afraid of scalding. He reached into the bucket and poured half a pot of water. "You two go to get another bucket of water. If you want to make soup again, how can you get enough water?"

Yiqi's powers are the embodiment of rules in the team of six or seven people. Every word he says is an order. These men who have not awakened their powers will not feel unfair. The last three or four years have made them adapt to such a way of life.

Lying in the reeds, Xiaohang pulled his captain Zhang Niu's sleeve and asked him in a low voice: "Captain, this is a power. When our team comes out, it's not easy to catch it?"

Captain Zhang Niu gave him a squint. "Don't you see they are cooking for us?"

"I...

the older young man looked at Xiaohang's stupefied appearance and couldn't help laughing," Xiaohang, the main task this time is to show you the world, otherwise the captain and I will go to take the primary task, the low-level task is to let you get some blood on your hands. Later, the powers will be up to you! "

Xiaohang nodded. After training in the base for three months, he also had a little awareness of going this way. The instructor often said that after the first killing, most people would be stimulated, and their stomach would contract and even vomit.

He slightly clenched his fist to cheer himself up in the bottom of his heart. He can't vomit! Even if you want to vomit, you have to bear it. The captain is good to himself, but you can't let him down.

But it turns out that the first time you go to the battlefield, even if only the two sides add up to barely more than ten people in the "battlefield" is enough to shock a little boy!

The other side of the five men's team lies in ambush on the other side of the path. When the meat is salted in an iron barrel, the aroma of the ribs overflows. The powers and the group of men are picking up the dishes and chopsticks to get together,

"Shua!" A silver light flashed by, and a cold man with a pair of rattan beetles and a wild sword in his hand rushed out from the reeds.

The speed of the sword and the sharp edge of the blade were suddenly attacked when people were unprepared. Just in a moment, the right arm of the psionic was suddenly cut off,

"damn! Pony, what are you doing! Blood is spilt in our dinne