Seven Hundred and Sixty Sixth Waste Utilization

The situation in Baihua City did not feel like there was an opportunity because of some turmoil. On the edge of Baihua City, south of the vast mutated forest, Luo Fan officially joined Zhan Lian around the morning. ◢Щщш.suimeng.lā

Arriving with Luo Feifan, there is also the last fighter plane to depart.

The remaining people who were later than Luo Feifan and earlier than Fighter Aircraft were still walking in the mutated forest and came one after another.

At this time, An Ran was able to walk, run, dance, and dance a square dance with the doll in her arms.

As soon as Luo Feifan's car came over, An Ran held the doll in the clearing of the felled trees, opened the trunk of Luo Feifan's car, dragged out a box of crystal nuclei, and moved them to the open space with Little Mint to play up.

An Ran is absorbing crystal nuclei, the doll is building blocks with crystal nuclei, and Little Mint is sitting behind the doll. She comes, but it’s as if she didn’t come. Anyway, Little Mint has been in a ghost state, even standing in the sun, there will be It's a feeling of neglect.

But because of the arrival of Little Mint, An Ran has someone to help take care of the child, and she can spare more time to concentrate on dealing with the wood zombie in the woods.

"What's the situation?" Luo Feifan looked at An Ran with some puzzlement, and asked Zhan Lian.

Along the way, Luo Feifan talked to Xiao Bohe several times. He had someone to accompany him, but he didn't feel tired driving. As soon as he got out of the car, Luo Feifan quickly changed into another person, like a new face, and entered the state of preparation for battle.

It's just that An Ran's state didn't seem to be as serious as what the reporter said. On the contrary, she was as comfortable as an outing.

Zhan Lian shrugged his shoulders, covered in sweat after exercise, pointed to a still dense forest ahead, and said to Luo Feifan:

"Let's start burning. There is a very powerful wood-type zombie inside. It can't move now. It's in the innermost part of this forest."

The area of ​​the forest looks very, very large, more than double the size of Anran's mutated forest. Anran only knows the approximate range of that zombie, but the size of a wood zombie is about the size of a person. It was not easy to find that high-level wood-type zombie in a forest that looked like a primeval forest.

So cutting down the wood, although this method is stupid, is a very effective way to protect yourself.

Before Luo Fanfan and these fire-type supernatural beings came, Zhan Lian had been cutting down those trees. There was already a large area around them, and there were ordinary big trees lying down at their feet.

"Burn it, isn't it a pity?" Luo Feifan kicked the wood under his feet, and said to Zhan Lian: "That fat man has mentioned to us many times that it needs to be recycled. These are firewood."

Zhan Lian glanced at Luo Feifan, stretched out his hand, and patted him on the shoulder, "I don't care, I just think it will be faster to burn, but if you want to listen to Fatty, you have to chop these logs into pieces. Yes, otherwise I'm afraid that something will happen to that wood-type zombie."

"Okay, let's chop!!!"

Luo Feifan, who originally thought that he would come over to fight, gritted his teeth, nodded, and immediately turned around to greet the fire-type power user behind him, and began to chop wood. The thick and big trees are cut into pieces and stored up.