Demon Soul Great White Shark: It's Not That I'm Targeting Anyone, You All Just Look Like Beggars

The Shrek group acted with remarkable efficiency.

Once they had a plan, they immediately transformed on the spot into a construction crew and split up to get to work.

Dai Mubai stood before the thickest broadleaf tree. Possessed by the White Tiger, his brilliant golden hair fluttered in the wind.

A dignified prince of the Star Luo Empire, he looked at the trunk before him and sighed.

"I never dreamed that one day, I'd use the claws of my Evil-Eyed White Tiger Martial Soul as a saw."

Complaints aside, his hands did not hesitate in the slightest.

His tiger claws blurred through the air.

Sharp gusts of force swept past.

The giant tree, ten men tall, let out an ear-grating crack and fell stiffly to the ground.

Zhu Zhuqing was even more efficient.

After summoning her Nether Civet Martial Soul, Zhu Zhuqing used her black claws to cut apart and tear open the trees Dai Mubai had felled.

Planks of wood appeared one after another.

"Zhu Qing, great work."

"Leave the rest to me."

Ma Hongjun rubbed his hands together and hurried over, Phoenix Evil Fire surging three feet high around him.

He did not waste any time either. Controlling the blazing violet-red flames with both hands, he carefully scorched the surfaces of the planks as though grilling skewers of lamb.

Under the fierce flames, a dark brown carbonized layer formed over the wood, carrying a faint aroma of charred wood.

"Now this is what you call professional!"

"With this carbonization and anti-corrosion process, it won't rot even if it soaks in water for three days and nights."

"Shrek's number one carpenter—who else could it be but me?"

Ma Hongjun boasted smugly as he roasted the wood.

The final step was left to Tang San.

Deep-blue Blue Silver Grass vines