Of course, touching flames is not something to be easily imitated.
After all, not everyone can eat fire-resistant shrimp.
"This thing came just in time, maybe it will be useful when we go to other mining layers later." Han Qiwu contentedly withdrew his hand and slowly finished his fried rice.
After leaving the flame's vicinity, the burning sensation on his fingers quickly disappeared.
Just after he finished eating, he heard the cheerful calls of the ducklings coming from the duck shed.
"Quack quack quack"
"Quack quack quack"
"Quack quack"
"Quack"
"Why does this sound a bit off?" Han Qiwu became more perplexed as he listened and quickly walked toward Hongyan Tower.
After taking a few steps, he realized what was going on.
He was full, but the ducklings hadn't eaten anything yet.
The intermediate feed box had been bought but not yet installed.
As soon as he stepped into Hongyan Tower, one large and five small ducks ran toward him quickly.
