At night.
After the round of massacre, the island became a forbidden ground; no star beast dared to go near.
Wang Teng prepared a bonfire, then took out a chair and a table. He lay on the beach chair like an old man.
A few beauties busied themselves around him.
What a good life.
Those young ladies were the floral fairies.
Cao Jiaojiao was among them.
After cultivating in the Space Fragment for numerous days, she finally had the chance to breathe some fresh air.
They were all pulled out for manual labor. They needed to clean all the seafood for Wang Teng to cook.
After all, his cooking skills were the best. He was a force chef grandmaster.
Light-element seafood was hard to find. He didn't want to waste it.
Skewers of lobsters, crab, octopus, and various other species were barbecuing above the bonfire. They were sprinkled with different seasonings and a thick fragrance was spread throughout the beach.