"Brother Fengzi, was the golden light shield you activated just now? Looking at the old awesome look," Wang Zhongyu, the son of the beard, came to Yang Feng and said with admiration.

When Yang Feng heard Wang Zhongyu calling him, a black line suddenly appeared on his forehead: "Little Yuer, everyone said not to call me Brother Fengzi. It sounds strange. How good it is to call me Brother Feng." Although he was a little ashamed, Yang Feng still felt very friendly when he heard the familiar voice.

"That golden light shield is my skill, it is a variant of the Taoist skill..." Yang Feng had nothing to hide from his childhood playmates, but he was stunned by Wang Zhongyu's words.

Yang Feng was chatting with everyone. Time passed quickly when he was talking. Before he knew it, it was already very late. He felt that everyone was very tired. Yang Feng asked everyone to go to bed, and he himself was responsible for the night watch.

Everyone experienced the thrilling siege of the gold-eating ants. Although they did not have close contact, they were under great mental pressure. Everyone was familiar with the villagers, so they didn't be polite to Yang Feng and looked for a place to fall asleep.

It is worth mentioning that Yang Feng's parents are actually almost all the people in Yang Feng's original village. There were more than just those people before Xinxian was built. However, Xinxian established many factories and the village was facing relocation. However, the family in front of Yang Feng's family was not satisfied with the land acquisition and compensation and became a nail household. Besides, that area was not a necessary land, so several families in his family were kept alone.

There are only four or five families left in total, and they are all about the same age as Yang Feng's parents and the elderly who stay at home to farm. The young either go out to work or go to study in other places like Yang Feng. However, Wang Zhongyu's mother died early and had poor grades. She worked early and worked in a nearby factory. When the end of the world came, she happened to sleep at home so that her father could be together.

As for the elderly and sick, they were unable to withstand the virus when the end of the world came and turned into zombies, so only the ten people left now.

The nights of the end of the world are very quiet, with only occasionally a few monsters howls in the distance. However, Yang Feng knew that this quiet night was not so safe, so he kept turning on the "heart-eye" skill and observing every move within a radius of two hundred meters.

The two summoned beasts, Xiaopang and Xiaoyin, are still cultivating in the summoned beast space. Yang Feng estimated that the two summoned beasts should be fully restored in another hour, and he can use his vigilance instead of him.

Everyone had already fallen asleep, leaving Yang Feng alone outside the tent. Looking at the dark night sky, Yang Feng took out a pack of cigarettes, lit one, and started smoking silently, but he had planned the arrangements for the rest in his mind.

After finding his parents, Yang Feng decided to take a while and take his family and friends to improve the level and equipment. After all, the level of more than 20 is not enough in Yang Feng's opinion, and his parents' equipment is not very good. It's easy to meet ordinary monsters, but it's a bit dangerous if you are more powerful.

The gold-eating ant colony not far away is the best leveling target. Yang Feng decided to take everyone to destroy this gold-eating ant colony tomorrow morning. And don’t forget that the refined rice processing factory used to produce and process rice, and there must be a lot of food inside, which can solve the food and clothing problem of many people.

After everyone's level and equipment were all ready, Yang Feng decided to go out to fight monsters alone to upgrade, and finally upgraded the "corpse-killing curse" to level 3, so that more summoning beasts can be summoned and his grasp of the Nangong family will be greater.

Although Yang Feng showed disdain for Nangong Hong, he had never underestimated the Nangong family. After all, it was an ancient family and it was impossible for him to survive without a deep foundation. Moreover, the more he practiced his internal skills, the more he felt that his internal skills were powerful, not to mention that these families also had advanced cultivation secrets that Yang Feng did not have.

Yang Feng was even more afraid of the innate internal skills masters. He could attack the effect of the body and the legendary system skills that were activated. Although he had never seen it with his own eyes, from Nangong Hong's words, Yang Feng knew that encountering such an enemy would definitely be a troublesome thing.

The things that summon beasts must be solved, and the skills level must be solved. Each level difference between the skill level will be greatly improved. This is also a quick way to improve one's own strength.

But the equipment matter was too urgent, so he could only slowly hit some advanced wave ss to get some. After all, after so long, the tyrant of level 4 had a Tianzun ring, and the Tianzun helmet was accidentally obtained from Cheng Nangong Hong. The Tianzun Taoist robe was obtained from the mission, and these were all accidental. Yang Feng's plan was to try to hit more advanced wave ss as much as possible in these forty days, and it would be best to get a set of Tianzun. After opening the attributes of all Tianzun suits, his strength would also be greatly improved.

‘Okay, when the family matters are finished, the labor and capital will specifically call Boss, um... Dad comes out specifically?’ Yang Feng was thinking about something in his mind, but at this time, the figure of his father uncovering the tent and walking towards him in his "mind-eye" skill.

"Dad, why don't you sleep so late?" Yang Feng turned to his father and said.

"Yes, I can't sleep. I've experienced too many things these days, and I have also understood a lot of things." Yang's father said with emotion.

"Dad, you are decades old, what else can you understand? I usually look at you very smart." Yang Feng handed Yang's father a cigarette, thought about it, and took out the only remaining Chinese cigarette from his backpack and handed it to Yang's father: "Dad, I know you usually like to smoke. You can smoke this cigarette first, and change it tomorrow. I'm always making a bottle of good wine for you."

"Son, do you know why my father can bring the remaining dozen people in the village to level 20?" Yang's father took the cigarette handed over by Yang Feng, took a deep breath on Yang Feng's fire, and said to Yang Feng.

"Dad, you always want to talk about this, right? We have known this a long time ago. You just know some basic internal skills, and you didn't teach me earlier, so you can hide it with your son." Yang Feng looked at his dad with a funny look, but he joked, not at all worried about Yang's father hiding his basic internal skills.
Chapter completed!