Chapter 280 impact

Early morning.

Chen Mu got out of the tent and stretched.

He flew in at five o’clock and fell asleep again, feeling comfortable.

The sky was bright, and the people in the wasteland reclamation team also got out of the tent one after another.

The center of the camp.

In front of Old Man Yang stood a half-human tall black vat.

He picked up a basin of half-coagulated alien blood and poured it into it.

He took the blackened clay pot from the bonfire next to him and poured the hot water on the outer edge of the big pot.

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