C332 A mentally retarded child is full of joy

Suddenly, Yan Wuming who was in front, stopped, took out something, blew it a few times, and a spark appeared. Following that, a flame lit up.

When I went over to take a look, I couldn't help but feel a little happy. This was already the twenty-first century, and this supreme expert, Yan Wuming, was still using the fire piston.

I really couldn't hold it in