However, none of them thought of it.

Zhao Feng only slept for three hours, and just after five o'clock, he got up and went to Crescent Mountain, retrieved enough chickens, ducks and geese, lighted a fire and roasted them.

After finishing, Zhao Feng glanced at the sea level, stared at the gradually brightening sky, clenched his fists to feel the growing strength of his body, chuckled lightly, and sat up on the beach in various tricky movements.