Although he spoke softly, the effect of covering the entire hump under the amplification of his magical powers was still the same, which made the team on the west side ecstatic and the team on the east side riot.

The people who were already standing in the east looked at the people in the west and thought to themselves, "If I had known that I could eat and drink enough when I practiced today, how could I not practice!"

There were also many people who were angry, "If the head of the family asked me to go to the main peak to gather early in the morning, I could have practiced."

Luck is mostly the humble words of successful people, and if it is always an excuse for losers, Tang Luo absolutely believes that there are some people in the western team who can not practice every day, and they also believe that there are warriors in the eastern team who often practice but do not practice today because of the gathering. But when the opportunity comes, in addition to taking the exam and hard work, luck is also a very important part.

I can only say that some of the people who are in the western team today are lucky.

Gong Zheng led the loyal gang to bring out the steamed buns and pancakes, which made the practitioners in the east side drool. You should know that in the year of great disaster, eating and drinking is so unsatisfactory.

The warriors in the western team shouted that the head of the family was wise, and then grabbed the steamed buns and pancakes with their dirty hands and gnawed them, as if they were going to solve the hunger of two months.

Tang Luo turned his gaze back to the east team and announced lightly: "You are now lined up the square array and come forward to report your names in sequence. Don't be upset. After you have signed up your name and received the code, you can also enjoy the treatment of having enough food and drink, so now, let's start!"

In the year of famine, there is no better temptation than food. After hearing the end, you can join the team to eat. The practitioners of the east team lined up in an orderly manner at an amazing speed, and stepped forward in sequence and loudly told their names.

"My name is Baishui."

"Three, five, seven, four."

"My name is Jiang Fei."

“Five, 28:5.”

"Zou Dakai!"

"Two and one in the box." Tang Luo looked at the peak of the mortal realm of the first eastern team, turned to Hua Ji and asked, "Have you remembered it?"

Hua Ji stared at Shuai's face tightly, and responded without looking back.

Tang Luo knew that this was the manifestation of Huaji's brain running at high speed, so he turned to the east and said, "Go forward and report the name directly, speed up!"

"Ren Hao." "445."

"Golden three claws." "Eight and seventy two inside the frame."

The action of registering for code names in the east team was in full swing, while the team on the west team was eating pancakes and drinking porridge without even raising their heads. However, in the corner of the west team, a burly man sat cross-legged with a bear, and there was no one around him. He occupied five drawers of buns, and he opened his big hand and stuffed three or five into his mouth. He kept saying to the young man beside him who was blocked by his burly figure: "Um, brother, eat it, mum, mum, mum."

If I hadn't seen it carefully, it turned out that there was a young man with small eyes sitting beside the majestic man, holding a steamed bun in his hand and eating it bitelessly, but his attention was all on the team east.

Logically speaking, the platform as big as the peak of the West Lunar Mountains shouldn't be able to hear anything here, but the young man squinted his eyes, his ears moved, and his face looked carefully.

The food in the cage beside the two disappeared into the strong man's mouth at a speed visible to the naked eye, stuffed the last steamed bun, the man patted his stomach, thought for a while and shouted to the loyal gang members who were distributing the food: "Brother, come here with two more steamed buns!"

The loyal gang members who were responsible for delivering food turned their heads and looked at the five empty cages on the ground. The corners of their eyes twitched, and then they went to hold a few more treasures. Since Tang Luo said that they wanted to eat and drink enough, the loyal gang would never be vague.

The man who had been supporting the loyal gang members looked around alertly and asked in a low voice: "Brother, what are they doing?"

The young man with frowning and narrow eyes shook his head gently: "So far, they have only reported their own names and obtained a code name. I don't know what the Xiling Tianjiao gourd sells."

The strong man as tall as a bear turned around and saw that people were still immersed in the meal and had no time to care about it. The loyal gang members who were responsible for distributing the food had not come back. They whispered: "What if he doesn't matter, our bamboo raft is almost done. After eating and drinking, they will slip away quietly. What is Tang Luo's design, what does it have to do with us?"

"You're right." The young man stood up and smiled at the loyal gang members who were walking close to the cage, holding the cage, saying, "Thank you, brother, my younger brother has a lot of appetite, which makes you laugh."

Put down a few cages in your hand, and the man in charge of distributing the grain, put the five empty trunks scattered on the ground and said lightly: "Don't thank me, thank the head of the family." He glanced at the headscarf tied around the neck of the two of them, and then instructed: "Look at the two of you are at least at the peak of the mortal realm. Remember to work hard for the genius in the future. The benefits of your skills are indispensable."

"Yes, yes, yes, big brother is right." The young man with small eyes responded repeatedly: "We brothers must be desperate for the genius, and they will be willing to do whatever they want."

"It's the head of the family!" The man in charge of distributing the grain corrected the name of the little-eyed man, picked up five empty cages and left.

After the man who distributed the grain left, the majestic man lowered his head and said curiously: "Are we not leaving? Do we really have to work hard for the genius in the future? Is it like a long-time worker in a noble family?"

"Idiot." The little-eyed man cursed at his younger brother who said he believed in what he said: "You can't tell the truth or the lies? I'm fooling him. I just want our brothers to work hard. Is our lives so cheap?"

The strong man scratched his head and said "Oh" inexplicably.

Although the progress of the team in the east is already very extraordinary, it cannot withstand the huge number of nearly 20,000. The team has become completely dark just after half of the day. Tang Luo, who can be afraid of the darkness of the strong light, will naturally not affect his vision because of this. However, Hua Ji, an ordinary person, is not good, so Tang Luo pulled out a few night pearls with big heads from the warehouse and came in handy.

Several gang members held the night pearl and stood in the dead corner of the two people, illuminating the night like day. Under the milky white light, Hua Ji successfully completed his work at midnight.

When the last person in the east team reported his name and received his code name, Hua Ji was almost exhausted and picked up the spiritual juice in his hand and took a deep mouthful.
Chapter completed!