This primordial world is extraordinary.

Chapter 8: 1. Anger for…

People tend to overthink things after they've eaten and dressed well.

Just like now, after eating five or six sweet potatoes, Kunpeng felt full and could last for three days.

It's hard to describe the taste; I was too hungry to think about anything else. But overall, it was much sweeter than I remembered.

I don't know if it's psychological or if it's really true.

I plopped down on the ground, enjoying the gentle breeze, and an important question came to mind.

"How can I protect this sweet potato field?"

Kunpeng touched his chin; this was a very serious problem.

He naturally regarded this sweet potato field as his own private plot, and learned from his conversation with Xi Yi that fine food was hard to find.

It's hard to find even one in a large patch of dense grass, let alone one growing in such a continuous expanse.

I must say that the sweet potato field I discovered is a miracle, a miracle from the primordial wilderness.

It's ridiculous, but that's how it is.

The sweet potato is just a regular sweet potato, not some kind of innate spiritual sweet potato.

There are many innate spiritual roots, but there is absolutely no innate spiritual root that is sweet potato.

But that doesn't diminish the importance of this sweet potato field in Kunpeng's mind at this moment.

Even someone as knowledgeable as Xi Yi only showed him a potato for a second before immediately hiding it away.

It's easy to imagine that this sweet potato, which belongs to the category of refined cuisine, must be very precious.

How can this not be considered a great fortune?

The problem became how to protect it. He didn't want to eat grass, so this sweet potato field was his great opportunity.

This is much more expensive than any congenitally gifted baby.

What are the uses of innate treasures from the primordial era?

The Xi Yi lamp is so dim it doesn't even light up; it's not as powerful as a stone when it's thrown at someone.

"Damn it, what have I become, a badger guarding the sweet potato field?... But it smells so good. I have so many, and they don't, which is good."

Happiness is something that comes from comparison, and at this moment, Kunpeng felt happiness.

It was no easy feat; this was the first time he had felt happiness since being reborn in this desolate land, all because of these sweet potatoes grown on less than two-tenths of an acre.

It's easy to imagine that this sweet potato field will be his greatest asset for some time to come.

But this isn't my own lair; it's separated from my lair by a vast ocean. How can I protect it day and night?

What should I do if someone poachs my job while I'm away?

He was merely a "Primordial Saint" who could leap ten meters at a time; he couldn't teleport, use spatial treasures, or even store things within his own body.

They can't even fly; they have to swim to get here.

He doesn't trust this kind of protection; he wishes the person were always under his watchful eye.

To be honest, if any other "innate deities" were to compete with him for this sweet potato field, he would be willing to fight to the death.

They didn't fight over any innate spiritual treasures; it was all for a sweet potato field.

This sweet potato field is what he values ​​most, at least for now.

"What should we do?"

Kunpeng is in a predicament.

"Especially the Taoist Xiyi, he's right around here. If he finds me, he'll definitely try to take it from me."

"Hmm, should we go and take him out now? He definitely can't beat me."

A bloody incident almost occurred because of a sweet potato.

"No, no, there's no need to be so extreme. There's no need to actually kill Xi Yi. He... he's a good person."

Immediately, Kunpeng shook his head and quickly gave up the idea.

"grass!"

I thought about it for a long time but couldn't come up with a solution, and the illusory sun was about to set.

Staying here all the time isn't a solution; I still need to go back to my old lair. Although I've been reborn, this weak version of the Primordial World definitely won't be able to find me. It's not that I'm underestimating it, but it really doesn't have that kind of power.

Since they cannot discover that they have been reborn, it must mean that they also have their own "innate treasure," which is a communication device.

It's impossible for me not to have it; I must have been careless.

He remembered the glittering stone he saw when he passed through the U-shaped underwater tunnel, which he tried to pry off but couldn't.

This must be something special.

Otherwise, this weak and primitive world would struggle to even create a stone, so there's no need to create a glowing stone; it's unnecessary.

There must be something special about that stone.

We must go back to our old hideout and find what we've overlooked.

"It's getting dark. Xi Yi should have found a place to rest by now, right? Unless he's a night owl who wanders around at night for no reason, but his broken light doesn't work and is useless at night, so he should be fine."

Kunpeng has been hypothesizing for a long time.

It's late at night, and we're all just people who are a little stronger than ordinary people. We're not truly born saints, so we should still get some rest.

"Well, try to dig up as much as possible and carry it back, just make sure it doesn't sink in the sea. As for the rest, leave it to fate. It's only one night."

Kunpeng has finally made up his mind.

He wasn't a conflicted person; even in his previous life, he wouldn't have been so conflicted about two plots of sweet potato land.

But in this vast wilderness, it became the most important matter.

"Huff, huff!" Kunpeng dug up a lot, took off his shirt, revealing his lean upper body, and then hugged the sweet potatoes inside his clothes.

When it comes to clothes, Kunpeng gets very worried.

What if this beginner's gear breaks?

He clearly remembered how worn and tattered the clothes of the Taoist Xiyi were. Although they weren't torn or ripped, they were still quite unsightly, covered in dust.

"Fortunately, this weak and primitive world didn't let us be born naked. If it had, the scene... I can't even imagine."

"But we only have one set of clothes each, what if they get damaged?"

"Oh dear! This is worrying!"

Kunpeng discovered that there were many things he couldn't think about, because thinking about them would give him a headache.

He didn't want to see a group of ancient powerful figures naked, or at least dressed in rags like beggars.

You especially need to be careful.

He knew that he had to swim across the sea every time he went home, and that seawater was corrosive.

"Damn it, am I the first one to be naked?"

I don't dare to think about it anymore; just imagining that scene makes me want to die.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible! If that were the case, I wouldn't mind using my ten-meter-long jumping ability to snatch it."

Kunpeng said ruthlessly.

There are twelve of us, not counting Fellow Daoist Yuanmu, who is just a tree and has no clothes to wear.

We can't snatch them even if we try, but what about the remaining eleven?

Wang Shu is a woman, so forget it. Stealing a woman's clothes is too indecent. The remaining ten people are my targets.

Hongjun? Luohou? Dao Ancestor? Demon Ancestor? So what?

If my clothes are no longer wearable, I'll definitely steal them.

"Calm down, calm down. Why is your temper even worse after being reborn? It's not that bad, it's not that bad."

Kunpeng realized he had almost lost control again.

The previous outburst was about sweet potatoes; this time, it's about clothes.

His temper is getting worse and worse, which is not good.

"Let's go back to the manor!"

I don't want to think about it anymore. I'll talk about it when I get home.

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