Chapter 1629 House

Luo Chuan calmly thought about the scene that appeared in the dream before him.

There must be a connection between the two different ruins.

But he couldn't find the connection.

It's impossible that the shadow dwellers we met just now are actually survivors of that civilization, right?

Ok……

The scene in the dream is beyond Luo Chuan's control.

When he was slightly lost in thought, the scene in front of him had undergone earth-shaking changes.

The sky is dark red, and the silver dragon-like thunder is constantly wandering, and some places have a strange state like a watercolor painting. At this time, the originally exquisite buildings have turned into an endless sea of ​​​​flames. In some places, the ground seems to be torn directly from it, and the invisible crack seems to penetrate the earth.

It's like the end is coming.

No, this is the end of the world.

...

Luo Chuan was awakened by bursts of seductive fragrance.

He took off the coat covering his head and looked to the side. The cute snow rabbit exudes a shiny luster under the flames. Occasionally, when the oil drips, it will burst into bursts of fire.

Little Black Ball dutifully stood aside.

Turn the snow rabbit, and occasionally brush some oil, honey or something.

Luo Chuan sat up and stretched deeply, feeling refreshed just after waking up.

But the scene in his sleep just now was still replaying in his mind.

The extremely prosperous civilization had even left the cradle of the planet, but it was instantly shattered by natural disasters.

There must be exclamations.

Luo Chuan has long expected that Tianlan Continent is not as simple as it appears on the surface, so it is still within his acceptance range.

At the same time, he couldn't help but speculate about the relationship between Tianlan Continent and the ruins.

Logically speaking, the ruins are equivalent to independent small spaces, and they may be attracted by the planets to keep appearing in Tianlan Continent.

But this brings up another issue.

Why is the ruins an independent small space? It stands to reason that it would be more appropriate to become a meteorite...

Luo Chuan shook his head.

Throw away all those miscellaneous thoughts.

Forget it, don't think so much.

What's most important now is breakfast... lunch... or dinner?

Luo Chuan was a little confused.

But it doesn't matter, anyway, he will eat in the end.

In fact, nothing major happened during this trip to the ruins. The only thing that troubled Luo Chuan should be his own biological clock.

There is no sun.

In addition, Luo Chuan usually doesn't like to check the time on the magic phone.

So he has long confused the difference between day and night. Now he just sleeps when he is sleepy and eats when he is hungry. His life is very casual and not boring.

get up.

He patted the dust on his clothes.

Luo Chuan came to the bonfire and squatted down. At the same time, the magic phone floating in the air followed and continued to perform the duties of filming.

The Wilderness Rivalry is going on all the time!

"Well, you can bake the snow rabbit by yourself after sleeping. Everyone should remember this little skill for making barbecue. It's true that we survive in the wilderness. If we can, our life should be refined."

Luo Chuan said with a smile, and at the same time blocked the head hammer from the little black ball with his palm.

Put it in your pocket casually, and take off the grill with a golden surface. Of course, you haven't forgotten to sprinkle a layer of pepper before.

Because of the addition of honey, it smells rich and fragrant.

Take a bite, the skin is crispy, and the inside is tender and juicy. Because it is a monster, compared with ordinary monsters, it has more spiritual effects, so the texture and taste are more delicious.

Next is the delicious food time.

Ten minutes later, Luo Chuan burped a little, and simply washed his hands with the sand on the ground. This meal, which he didn't know what kind of meal it was, was over.

Then take out a bottle of Coke.

Chi -

Ton ton ton ton...

The cold liquid entered the abdomen from the mouth, and in the indescribable refreshment, the pores of the whole body seemed to be opened.

"The shelter hasn't been built yet, so this morning...or maybe this afternoon, the job is to complete the shelter, and then try to store as much food as possible..."

distance.

A shadow resident stood on the sand dune, looking at Luo Chuan who was busy there, and seemed to have some doubts in his sleepy murmur.

"What is he doing?"

"do not know."

"Probably building a house."

"Why build a house?"

"do not know?"

"We used to have a house too."

"But it's not necessary now..."

Luo Chuan, who was busy, looked up at the sand dunes in the distance, and didn't pay much attention to them. He was no stranger to these shadow people eating melons.

As long as you don't provoke them, they won't come and disturb him.

So both sides have been in a safe state.

The magic mobile phone has also successfully spread among the shadow residents, but to Luochuan's helplessness, no one cares about other products.

It's not a good feeling to be frustrated.

However, no one has discovered that there are such a group of special customers in the store. The reason is that

It's very simple, the shadow dwellers use magic phones and don't send any messages at all.

That is, the kind that only peeks at the screen.

Under the premise of such a large number of customers, it is indeed impossible to detect the shadow residents.

Luo Chuan told Yao Ziyan about this.

Of course, Yao Ziyan would not leak the news. In her opinion, since Luo Chuan didn't say anything, he must have a plan.

"By the way, the boss has been away for a few days? No news yet?" Qing Yuan handed Yao Ziyan a piece of rice cake, "Open your mouth."

Yao Ziyan ate it into her mouth and asked vaguely: "Why is it sweet?"

"Isn't it sweet?" Qing Yuan also ate a piece.

"It's not that the sweet ones are not tasty, I think the grilled ones with hot sauce on the surface taste better." Yao Ziyan put forward her own point of view.

"What, obviously the sweet one tastes better."

Yao Ziyan: "..."

Why is she arguing with Qing Yuan about this issue again inexplicably.

"Okay, sweeter is better." Yao Ziyan decided not to argue about this time-wasting topic.

"By the way, you haven't answered my question just now." Qing Yuan still remembered her own question.

"The boss texts me every day."

"...What is the boss doing now?"

"Shooting the show."

"Or the one that survived in the wilderness?"

"Ok."

Qingyuan sighed, she felt that she couldn't understand Luo Chuan's thoughts at all.

The boss's special hobby?

I am afraid that is the only explanation.

"By the way, when did the boss come back?" Qing Yuan asked.

"I don't know." Yao Ziyan shook her head, "There should be something else to do, but then again, why do you seem to be more anxious than me?"

"I'm not worried about you."

"Ok?……"