บท 395: Furnace

The food on the Shrimp B1 Island was fresh. Even though the Hellfire tribesmen's cooking was very simple, which consisted of only barbecue, fry, and stew, it had quite a distinctive flavor while eating it after several dozens of days which lifted Zhang Lisheng's depressed mood a little bit.

Halfway through his lunch, the young man suddenly saw the Wizard Li headman who had hurriedly filled his stomach while running into the treehouse and kneeling in front of himself. "Conqueror, I've passed down your order to all the hunting warriors of the tribe."

"Very good, Tugra." Zhang Lisheng put a slice of golden-cooked worm meat soaked in oil into his mouth and said, "That's right, there's another important thing that I forgot to ask you. How is the tribe's iron ship imitation doing?"