The Fourth Disaster: You said that the human race is weak in the interstellar space?

A huge restaurant with a seamless table and a variety of beautiful chairs.

Even the walls were reflecting light, reflecting their shadows.

Wu Ren, the most well-informed child among the group of children, was sitting in his seat stiffly along with the other children.

He was surprised and astonished when he saw the uncle called Crow Priest bargaining with the restaurant owner from afar.

The man who was called the shop owner by the Crow Priest Uncle was just an ordinary person at first glance.

Why would the Raven Priest, such a powerful man, beg for favors?

The Crow Priest rubbed his hands together and said, "Hey, man, it's not easy for me to bring so many children here. You can serve me 80 of the cheapest children's meal and give me the remaining 13. You are just pre-prepared food anyway."

Qiu Ye Fanhua, wearing the uniform of a hamburger shop employee, had the most sincere smile on his face: "I'm just a part-time employee, brother. Besides, you're already a level 12 boss, how can you still be short of these 13 dollars?"

"Thirteen dollars isn't money, right?" The Crow Priest put his hands together and shrank back into his wide robe. "So, buddy, what's the lowest you can give me?"

No matter how powerful the mysterious master was, he couldn't resist this somewhat shrunken posture.

Qiu Ye Fanhua glanced at the children. They were all wearing linen clothes, some of which were even patched. They looked really pitiful.

But he thought about it and felt that he should be more pitiful. He had to make money in the game to support himself, and he was still herding cattle and cutting grass for pigs in the mountains yesterday.

"Crow Priest, you are really promising now. Why are you bullying a kid? He just entered the game and it is not easy for him to find a job."

With a flick of her high ponytail, the ninety-nine-year-old fugitive rushed in, her bright and beautiful face full of disgust.

He stretched out his hand, used the palm print to pay, and paid directly with one hundred gold coins: "The remaining seven dollars will be your tip, newcomer, I have high hopes for you!"

After showing off to the newcomer Qiu Ye Fanhua, the Ninety-Nine-Year-Old Runaway sat down opposite the children.

"The hamburgers will be here soon, Crow Priest. I'm not saying anything bad to you, but why are you treating the children to this?" The ninety-nine-year-old fugitive was very excited and was chewing gum in his mouth.

When she thought about how excited this guy would be after she told the Crow Priest the news, Maluo couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth.

"Wow, hamburgers were what I wanted to eat most when I was a kid. They were my childhood favorite and a delicacy that I could only eat on my birthday." The Crow Priest rolled his eyes.

If the insect king doesn't plan carefully, how can he feed such a large nest of insects?

Who is like this girl? If one person is full, the whole family will not be hungry. She exudes the calmness that does not need to worry about money.

While the two were talking, the hamburgers were served.

Ninety-three burgers as big as heads, not only sizzling with oil, but also with the aroma of cheese.

Generally speaking, a hamburger of this quality cannot be bought with one gold coin. Qiu Ye Fanhua delivered the hamburger, tidied up his work clothes, and kept his credit to himself.

He glanced at the children who were swallowing their saliva, and the corners of his mouth curled up. "You're welcome, kids. Just call me Part-time Hero."

In the game, no matter whether you are a big shot or a newcomer, the most basic way to make money is to work or mine, so there is no occupational discrimination at all.

As long as it's a job that can make money, players of all levels will sign up.

Now, Qiuye Fanhua is about to get off work, and it’s time to go to the next job!

The rich aroma of meat domineeringly penetrated into the children's noses.

Whether it was Gu Yuan or Wu Ren, they all swallowed subconsciously.

As humans, their tongues are more sensitive than those of other races, and the moment their noses smell the fragrance, they have already tasted it in their minds.

Wu Ren felt that this smell was better than the delicious food he smelled at his ancestor's birthday banquet. It was too overbearing.

Holding the hamburgers, all the children looked at Gu Yuan, waiting for him to show them how to eat them.

Gu Yuan, who had already eaten once with the Crow Priest, took a big bite.

The juice of the meat patty splashed out, and instantly the aroma of black pepper and the aroma of starry sky yak beef exploded on the tip of the tongue at the same time.

It was so delicious that Gu Yuan squinted his eyes.

He hadn't eaten much in the afternoon and was actually a little hungry.

The children around him saw him eating and immediately followed suit.

The more Wu Ren ate, the more frightened he became. He had thought that the meat would be just like what the ancestors had said, ordinary meat without any energy. But after taking a bite, he felt warm energy spreading from his stomach.

Definitely not ordinary meat.

Such abundant energy. Where did these humans get all this meat?

There are indeed many ferocious beasts in the abandoned mountains, but those beasts simply cannot be eaten by so many people.

If everyone takes a bite, there won’t be enough food no matter how many ferocious beasts there are.

Wu Ren ate very seriously, but he also distracted himself by looking out the glass door.

The night in Cyber Immortal City is more bustling than the day.

Because many players who have to go to work or school during the day are now online, most of the big players also come to this copy to relax at this time.

The streets were filled with shouts, blue and purple lights flashed alternately, and there were archways everywhere.

In order to create an atmosphere that fits the cyber cultivation world, players choose names that are slightly ancient when opening stores.

So Wu Ren could probably recognize what it was.

A street for eating, drinking and having fun, with creatures of various other races running around everywhere.

Wu Ren even saw a slime walking slowly on the road.

Xingchen was walking in front of the slime, holding the stinky tofu that Dr. Zhao Li had specifically requested.

Sensing that someone was looking at him, Xingchen subconsciously looked towards the source of the gaze.

A sharp gaze swept over him, and Wu Ren lowered his head in fear.

But then I heard the Crow Priest exclaim: "Hey, it's Star Boss, she's looking at me."

"Tsk, Big Boss Xingchen isn't looking at you, he must have seen me, hehe, Big Boss Xingchen!" The ninety-nine-year-old fugitive waved towards Xingchen.

Xingchen picked up the stinky tofu in his hand, raised his eyebrows and left.

"Go buy stinky tofu for Dr. Zhao Li. Dr. Zhao Li is really picky now. He actually asked Boss Xingchen to buy it for him." The Crow Priest screamed.

But thinking about the fact that Xingchen was going to the Zerg ancestral land to get the insect skin, that’s why he came to buy stinky tofu.

The Crow Priest suddenly slumped down on the table in a depressed tone.

He looked at the children in front of him who were still eating hamburgers with lifeless eyes and sighed.

The Zerg's ancestral land, he also has a Zerg nest, he also wants to go there.

If he has the coordinates, you don't need to find the doctor to change the skin, you can just go there directly.

Why did Brother Yuan give the task to the oil thief?

Damn, the oil thief must have gotten in through the back door.

"Are you still worried?" The ninety-nine-year-old fugitive hugged the crow priest's shoulders and said with a wicked smile, "Call me sister, and I'll take you to the Zerg's ancestral land."