The high-temperature magma overflowing from the surface cracks may converge into rivers on both sides of the lava cave road, turbulent flows or accumulate into lakes, with smooth surfaces and unable to flow.

The temperature here is above fifty degrees Celsius year-round, so that ordinary stones on the road are enough to roast eggs.

"Puchi", a piece of browned poached egg that had been roasted on one side was rolled to the other side, and a pair of chopsticks were placed on the stone, waiting for it.

A piece of oil paper was spread flat on a large stone several meters in radius, and a little drop of oil fell from it.

Several ham, a few pieces of sausage, some mushrooms and vegetables, as well as a large plate of cut tenderloin and front leg meat, were neatly placed around the greased paper.

Yang Jian and his group sat in a circle around the big stone. Blizzard Snow Choiser, who was standing beside him, held a bottle of freshly brewed iced beer and served wine to the guests from time to time.

"Ha", Yang Jian took a sip of beer comfortably, "This poached egg looks so cooked, everyone will eat it separately."

He took the slaughter knife and carefully divided the poached egg into five parts.

"Everyone, let's start."

The barbarian Bob, a pair of chopsticks, took away the largest piece first.

"Crash", he threw it straight into his mouth and rolled into his throat.

"Head, this kind of egg is really good," Bob smacked his lips with unsatisfactory desire.

Then, he picked up a large chicken butt with chopsticks and placed it on the oil cloth.

Xixi ate the poached egg in small mouthfuls, her face full of happiness.

Hans placed slices of tenderloin and front leg meat neatly on the oil cloth, and then added clean oil to them one by one.

"Ziz", the meat makes a pleasant barbecue sound.

Yang Jian put some ham on it, which is the easiest to cook.

As for sausage, this thing is the hardest to cook, so no one cares about it for the time being.

The maple silently put some vegetables and fungi. For the gunman, it is obvious that he should eat less greasy when maintaining a good physical condition.

"Come on, Cui Se, give it to everyone," Yang Jian greeted the guy.

"Okay!" Cuiser took the beer can and filled everyone with a big glass one by one.

The outside of the ice and snow barrier is like being in a stove, while the inside is like spring and full of joy.

Soon, bursts of fragrance filled the entire cave and the vegetables were cooked.

Bob held the chicken's butt in one hand and chewed it up, while in the other hand, he held the beer glass and took a bite from time to time.

Hans is also living a life of eating meat and drinking wine in big mouthfuls.

Sissi was chewing the sausage, while the sharpshooter was eating vegetables silently.

Yang Jian ate a few dishes with chopsticks and was concentrating on frying poached eggs.

Gradually, the fragrance spread farther and deeper and stronger.

At this time, a layer of ripples suddenly appeared in the magma lake, which was originally silent.

As he tightened, an ugly face appeared, and he was a lava corpse robber!

The corpse thief seemed to be attracted by the fragrance, wandered in the magma lake, swimming straight towards Yang Jian and his group.

He was about to approach Bob, and his target was the unfinished big chicken butt that Bob was holding.
Chapter completed!