C82 (1/2)

Two days had already passed since the last time Liu Yong had brought his men to take the items away. These days, Liu Chan Yu was racking his brains to think about the rest of his life and didn't know what to do.

If Liu Zhaoyi was alone, then it would also be good. He could cultivate by himself, but now that there were three people, he had no choice but to let Liu Zhaoyu think of ways to survive.

”What should I do? ”If I were to refine pills, the conditions here would be too poor and it would be difficult to succeed. I wouldn't even have a simple pill furnace!”

Liu Chan Yu thought to himself, the quickest way to earn money was in the alchemist industry. Because alchemy pills were an essential part of every martial artist's life, and they were also extremely expensive, and the consumption rate was extremely fast.

However, refining this pill was extremely complicated. If it was to be used to concoct some simple medicinal herbs, the current conditions were still satisfactory. However, just a few high-grade medicinal pills would not suffice.

Even though Liu Chan Yu's Feng Shen Zi from his past life was known as the encyclopedia of this world, his results were uneven and his skills weren't proficient. It was extremely difficult to refine high quality pills.

Liu Chan Yu couldn't help but shake his head. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, as if he had gained some sort of enlightenment in his mind. Under Liu Shan's and Little Hai's astonished eyes, he quickly ran through the dense forest and disappeared.

”What's going on with that kid, Little Yu? What's going on with him?”

Liu Shan looked strangely at Little Hai and asked, puzzled.

Little Hai lightly smiled and looked towards the direction Liu Chan Yu left in doubt.

”I'm not sure, foster father. Brother Yu's way of doing things is always elusive and elusive.”

Now, this father and son pair had opened up a huge piece of land in the original place, and built a thatched hut next to two shabby thatched cottages, built for Little Hai. Liu Chan Yu and Liu Shan's house was not only small but also dilapidated.

The thatched cottage was relatively simple, but although it had a complete set of small organs, it was much better than the shabby house in the slum where Little Hai lived.

Liu Shan and Little Hai were finally done. A simple house was relatively easy to build, and it was enough to shelter them from the wind and rain.

”Ha, I'm finally done!”

Little Hai looked at his new house and smiled happily.