As soon as Chen Fei finished speaking, he heard shrill wails erupting one after another in the small underground world. Many creatures like birds and beasts fell down one after another and plunged into the swamp, including the one who had sent two giant transparent eggs before.

Membrane-winged flying creatures are like heavy bombs, falling straight to the ground and causing earth-shattering impact.

Dang Weijun immediately drew his sword and stood in front of Chen Fei, looking around as if facing a formidable enemy.

For a time, all life in the small underground world was devastated, at least half of them died on the spot. Even the plants and fungi were not spared, and they withered and withered.

McNee, whose body is the small underground world, has given life to these creatures, and can naturally control their life and death. Just a thought can ruthlessly recover all the lives lent.

As long as McNee is alive, the dead creatures will reappear.

Chen Fei saw some clues, patted Dang Weijun on the shoulder, and said: "Old Dang, it's okay, the dead ones are inedible."

The sudden death did not cover all living things, but many animals and plants were still spared, running around in shock.

Here, plants can also move, and even run very slowly, swinging branches and roots, claws and claws all the way, and flowers, leaves and fruits are not taken care of, and they also fall all the way.

“This place is so weird!”

Dang Weijun took a long breath and regained his fighting spirit.

Here, he can only follow Chen Fei's instructions throughout the process. If Chen Fei asks him to chase the chicken, he will never chase the dog.

“It’s a rare trip, so don’t leave empty-handed!”

Thinking that more than 10,000 people were still waiting for food, Chen Fei felt that he was under great pressure, so he released the combat robot again and began to hunt and collect.

Who knows how long these people will need to stay on the Antalu planet. Even if it includes the automatically severed meat pillar, the more food reserves the better. If they can bring them back to Blue Star, it will be a good deal.

Although Chen Fei no longer has the worry of financial crisis, he doesn't mind making a small fortune along the way.

The ponds all over the place are filled with light yellow clear liquid, which is an indispensable medium for playing with living things.

Chen Fei, who was harvesting the spoils of war, looked down upon it at all. The "space imprint" could only store dead objects. Forcing any living objects into it would not only consume more mental energy, but when it was taken out again, it would basically be useless.

What is already dead can no longer die. Active substances such as yeast and probiotics cannot be stored in space-based storage instruments that lack time rules. There is also honey. After being stored in storage instruments, its value is greatly reduced. It is still worse than nothing.

Maltose is very suitable if used for sterilization and inactivation.

Therefore, after this seemingly precious "seed nest" puree was only packed into a large jar with one or two tons as a sample, Chen Fei never thought of packing another 1.8 million tons back. He didn't need that much at all.

I am afraid that the Cangqianxing civilization will not lack these things.

Even if you pack everything you see in front of you and take it away, it will not even be a drop in the bucket for this small world of "nest" with a diameter of more than 300 kilometers.

The direction of intensive collection has gradually shifted from the interior of the small underground world to the peripheral fossil areas. To be precise, it should be the mineralized area.

After active biological tissues turned into fossils, many good things were condensed, such as crystals that emit warm light, high-purity metal nodules, crystals with unknown composition and texture, and even stones. Artificial intelligence AI "

Adam" helped identify many valuable and rare alchemical materials, and threw them all into the "Space Brand".

They dug three feet into the ground and stored countless tons of materials. The almost infinite storage space still shows no sign of being filled.

18 hours passed quickly, and Chen Fei, who had found a good job, took Dang Weijun back to McNee's underground world, waiting for Lin Zixian and Jinni to "come out".

There were two crackling sounds almost in no particular order. The thin and tough transparent egg shell was instantly covered with dense cracks. It disintegrated in the next second. Together with the light yellow liquid, the two human bodies smashed into the ground below.

In the pool, there was a small splash of water.

Countless tentacles wrapped around the bodies of Lin Zixian and Ginny, intertwined with each other and formed a piece, and then withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into a seamless one-piece shame-covering clothing.

At the same time, the two of them coughed violently, spraying a large amount of light yellow liquid from their mouths and noses, and returned to the swamp.

Lin Zixian and Ginny, who were pushed to the edge of the pool by the remaining tentacles, instinctively climbed onto the shore, lay on the ground and coughed out the liquid in their lungs, regaining their natural breathing.

McNee did not lie to Chen Fei, and there was no need to lie.

Eighteen hours later, almost on the hour, they were returned to him.

"Lie down, don't raise your head, name, gender, social welfare number, parents' names, place of birth, educational information, work experience, interests and hobbies, and finally look at me with wide eyes."

Chen Fei methodically asked Lin Zixian and Ginny who were kneeling by the pool. There were still some procedures that needed to be done and they could not accept the goods directly.

He glanced at Dang Weijun on the side.

Even though he had helped dig for more than ten hours, the mentally exhausted Konoe was still able to behead two more people with ease.
Chapter completed!