Apocalyptic natural disaster: I take over Lake Baikal, you can do whatever you want

"Okay, don't be angry. It's just a simple matter, going back in time."

Lin Feng directly used the time rewind function on everyone, and those icy clothes instantly became dry.

A group of people looked at Lin Feng with shock in their eyes. Lin Feng was really powerful. How could this special ability be used in this way?

"Clean up the battlefield, don't let others take advantage of it. There are quite a few Level 2 supernatural crystals here, they will definitely be useful if we take them back."

Lin Feng looked at the innocent people who were killed by Shang Yang and directly determined their fate. Now in this end times, the value of their existence is to provide Lin Feng with supernatural crystals.

Guan Changxue and Zhao Jun went to dig up the supernatural crystals. Now Guan Changxue's supernatural level has reached level 4. After all, Lin Feng killed so many people, and he and Zhao Jun each took half of the supernatural crystals and had some left over.

"What's for dinner? Can I help you?"

Zhou Ting has begun to adapt to the pace of life here at Lin Feng's place. She has enough food and drink every day and is safe. This kind of life makes her feel particularly comfortable.

Therefore, Zhou Ting is diligent and often helps Ling Wenya and Tuoba Qing do things within her ability.

"Zhou Ting, can you make Tianshui Malatang? I've only heard that it's delicious, but I've never had a chance to try it. You're from Xijing, so you should know how to make it, right?"

There are a lot of things in Lin Feng’s space, but Lin Feng has never eaten Tianshui Malatang, so he is extremely curious.

"I can make it. The most important thing about this thing is the chili. Just prepare all the ingredients, add vermicelli, vegetables and your favorite ingredients."

Zhou Ting herself missed the taste of her hometown. The spicy hot pot that day tasted very good, especially the chili, and it was delicious even when used to cook insoles.

"Well, then I'll prepare all the ingredients for you, and you can just make it. If it tastes good, there will be a reward."

Lin Feng took out a gas tank and various ingredients from the space, while Zhou Ting began to prepare to show her skills.

If you are not a local, you cannot make the most authentic spicy hotpot. Spicy hotpot is the soul of Malatang. Many locals can make it. Each family has its own characteristics, but they are all delicious.

Tuoba Qing rarely put down her phone and came over to see how Tianshui Malatang is made. She is a complete homebody and can't cook at all. From the way she stretched out her hands, it can be seen that she also wanted to try the local specialty.

Although Zhou Ting hasn't made chili for a year, she is still very skilled at it. Chili is the soul of the local people. Anyone who forgets how to make chili will have no face to go to the ancestral grave after death.

Several women started to get busy, and when the chili came out of the pot, Lin Feng was also attracted by the aroma.

"You have a good skill. If you open a shop, you can definitely support your family. Zhao Jun will be very lucky to marry you."

Lin Feng gave his evaluation. This kid Zhao Jun has found a treasure. His previous girlfriend was a pure green tea girl and could not be compared with Zhou Ting at all.

Zhao Jun came back when he smelled the aroma of the spicy peppers. He was really happy to see that his wife was so capable.

Zhou Ting, with a blushing face, started to make soup and cook spicy hot pot. After a year, she finally tasted the spicy hot pot she had been craving for.

Dried tofu, dried bean curd, vermicelli, some vegetables, potato chips, lotus root slices, a little lamb roll, sprinkled with a layer of chili, it looks particularly tempting in its bright red color.

"It's done, come and taste my cooking."

Zhou Ting made a lot and cooked a big pot.

Lin Feng picked up the plate and took a bite of the vermicelli. The aroma of the chili stimulated his appetite very much, and the vermicelli was so soft and delicious that it was explosive.

Even though Lin Feng had eaten so many delicious foods, he still gave a thumbs up.

"Mm! It's delicious! Everyone, eat it quickly. It won't taste good if it gets cold."

A group of people immediately joined the battle, their mouths full of red oil and their faces flushed from the spiciness.

This spicy hot pot is like an addiction. The more you eat it, the more you want to eat it. Several people actually ate up the whole bowl of spicy hot pot and still didn’t have enough to eat.

Even someone as picky as Lin Feng ate two large plates with tears in his eyes. Lin Feng cried because of the spiciness, but he still wanted to eat.

The group of people were very satisfied with the meal. They felt that the trip to Xijing was not in vain as they even got to taste the local specialties.

"If you like it, I'll cook it in the future. I feel more at ease if I can contribute a little of my own value."

Zhou Ting saw that the stone in the spicy hot pot that she had eaten up fell to the ground. If she could make something delicious, it would be of some value, and she wouldn't be considered a freeloader.

"Zhao Jun, you are so lucky. When the apocalypse is over, you and your wife can open a chain store and you will definitely make money."

Lin Feng patted Zhao Jun on the shoulder. Isn't this thing more profitable than your modified car? It won't be out of your reach, right?

Zhao Jun scratched his head with a red face. He also felt that he was very happy now. It was indeed the right decision for him to follow Lin Feng.

Thinking about my past and looking at the present, all those who offended Lin Feng are dead, while I am living a more carefree life day by day.

"Huh? You guys are eating spicy hot pot? Hand over the food! Otherwise we will be rude!"

At this moment, a few more people came to the end of the second floor. When they saw that Lin Feng and his group had such good food, they immediately wanted to rob them.

"This year's netizens are all talented. You can find anything except a partner."

Lin Feng looked at those men with a smile, wondering if it was lucky or unlucky for you to find me, Lin Feng.

"How can you say such cold words with your 36-degree mouth? I'm giving you a chance to reorganize your words, otherwise we won't just be fighting for food, we'll also be fighting for women!"

The middle-aged man in the lead thought he had some skills, so he wanted to try out whether his skills worked.

"Zhao Jun, someone is here who is concerned about your wife. You can handle it yourself. I want to see how your strength is doing recently."

Lin Feng had no intention of taking action, and now Zhao Jun was also a level 4 psychic, so these miscellaneous soldiers could not pose any threat to Zhao Jun.

"Okay, this is just a small matter. I only need to do a little bit, a mere thief is not worth mentioning."

Zhao Jun took out his big sword and was about to attack, but Guan Chang learned from his impatient temper and attacked before Zhao Jun could do anything.

"Little thief! I'm CNM! Why don't you ask who my grandfather is? My grandfather is the originator of robbing things! You actually robbed your grandfather! Go to hell!"

Guan Changxue took his saber and rushed directly into the group of thieves as if he was in an empty space.

It was no pressure at all for level 4 psychics to fight level 2 or 3 psychics. After a while, they paid a bloody price, with three dead and four injured. When they saw that they could not win, they immediately went into the entrance to the third floor.

"Don't chase them. There may be traps on the third floor. Let's rest for a night and then go to the third floor tomorrow. Let them explore the way first."

Lin Feng took out his own hut and began to prepare for a rest. After they had cleared the mechanisms on the third floor, Lin Feng would clean them up again to form a perfect closed loop.