Half an hour later, the Leopard Clan 011, carrying hundreds of kilograms of firewood, returned to the rocky beach.

"It smells so good."

Leopard tribe 011 sniffs at the big bucket.

She put down the firewood and climbed to the side of the big bucket.

At this moment, under the vigorous stirring of Starlight Butterfly, the spices and seasonings in the bucket have been integrated.

The fat and thick snails were suspended in the barrel, making the leopard tribe drool.

"Carbon-based monkeys, it should be delicious to cook large snails with so many spices."

The Leopard Clan 011 salivates.

"I'll know after it's cooked later."

Bai Chen stuffed firewood into the stove at the bottom of the bucket.

Leopard Clan 011 is lying beside the stove, like a leopard blower, blowing vigorously.

Soon, flames ignited on the stove.

I saw that the entire bottom of the barrel was surrounded by flames.

The five snails could no longer bear it.

"Enough! Enough!"
Chapter completed!