It is said...it is really said that the generation of the Longershi family has a long history and is a terrifying girl who can make breakfast into dark food. Cats have heard of such praises in their previous life.

But this morning, the cat was dragged from the bed by the girl and forced to climb onto the chair and pushed to the kitchen for food. However, it was found that the girl had prepared a plate of broth and mushrooms with a strong fragrance, a fried egg that looked like a cat had appetite. The most fatal thing was that the cat found that the staple food in front of her was a plate of fried until golden fish meat. The cat could confirm that it was the most popular salmon in the kitchen with its sense of smell.

"I heard from Sister Anne that you like to eat fish the most. I think since my sisters have entrusted you to me, you can't let you be hungry." Youjiu said, adding a tablespoon of sugar to the milk in front of him.

"Hao, for a mixed-race Telshan and Garole like you, how much sugar do you have to eat every day to maintain a normal life." As a curious kitten, Marceau asked casually.

"Well, for me, if I want to maintain the activity of all organs, I have to consume at least twenty standard spoons a day, which is about eight hundred grams per unit. If I want to maintain basic survival, I only need to consume six standard spoons about three hundred grams, but in this way, I will lose fertility and myocardial organs will also lose, such as lung capacity and muscle vitality. Of course, because of genetic technology, our loss can be recovered. When the intake of sugar returns to the sixteen standard spoons and lasts for three months, we can regain all the losses."

It is worthy of being a race that has undergone genetic technology adjustment. For Marceau, if he is an Earthling, such losses are enough to be called fatal, unless it is those who have also accepted genetic adjustment. However, the people are divided into two factions regarding whether genetic adjustment is necessary. One faction says that we should learn from alien friends to change our own genes to a pain. If we do not change, it is not a radical revisionist faction of Earthlings; the other faction is that genes cannot be modified at will, and self-evolution is the kingly way. Only those with defects in the gene themselves can accept the adjustment of evolution kingly faction.

None of these two factions can convince each other. Of course, modern civilization has evolved to the point of conquering people with virtue, so those who want to adjust can adjust freely. Those who do not want to adjust will not stop those who want to adjust themselves.

Of course, both sides admit that changing the life span is actually a very boring choice. People on Earth live for 150 years. As long as they abide by the laws during this period, they can electronicize their brains through free medical procedures, and then use prosthetic body to live for hundreds of years without all the worries of natural people.

"By the way, Marceau, after dinner, we will continue that task?" The girl suppressed her neck and drank the milk.

"That's right. I'm a little doubtful whether that guy named Hill is still alive." Marceau asked looking at Youjiu.

"Hey, did that Mr. Leonard say that? Has the prophetic wizard confirmed that Hill is still in Provence?" Youjiu blinked, as if she didn't understand why Marceau said so.

In this regard, Marceau just smiled and said that prophetic spells sounded very beneficial and were not wrong, but sometimes players could still escape the tracking and evidence of prophetic spells through verbal loopholes: "They just confirmed that Hill is still in this city. But they didn't know whether Hill is now walking in the city as a living person or walking through the sewer in the posture of a spirit... So it is best for me to find a living person. If I can't find a living person... I can only count on you to drive away the spirits."

Of course, the cat's magic technique: the bonus of the sacred weapon makes the cat cut off some spirits without any pressure. This is to make you happy for a long time. After all, as a foodie, making the chef and the owner happy is a necessary means of survival.

Do you understand if foodies don’t die on an empty stomach?

"Of course! Look at me!" Hearing that he could come in handy, his long aura suddenly rose.

So a cat and a girl swept the breakfast, threw the dishes and chopsticks into the to-process box of the dishwashing machine, and returned to each other's rooms to start online.

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Sitting up from the blanket, the cat looked at the dove parked on the windowsill, quickly put on his gear and grabbed the dove to get the message from Leonard from its legs.

'After seeing the corpse, I'm sure Hill did it. Only his ice crystal dagger can pull out such a wound. This is an address, which belongs to our Grey Eagle's safe house. You go here to look for it. My intuition tells me that Hill's disappearance is not that simple. He is not the kind of person who will betray the organization.'

"Massomaso, what is the ice crystal dagger?" After reading this message, Haoju asked Massomao as a curious baby.

"The ice crystal is produced from the water element plane of the Ayarok plane. It can maintain its shape in the main plane and will not melt when facing the flame explosion. It is a permafrost material specially designed for monsters that are naturally capable of spitting flames. The dagger made with it can be made very thin. It is very useful for dealing with bone-filled targets like humans. It is a favorite material for assassins. It also has a characteristic that anyone only needs a zero-level trick: rayofrost, which can allow this weapon to obtain a special effect of 30 minutes. During this period, the wounds cut by the ice crystal will not bleed. Therefore, this thing is also a high-level production material for surgical scalpels."

Marceau gave a very detailed introduction. To be honest, this weapon is indeed a very excellent weapon. It is suitable for use in occasions that are not suitable for corpses or heavy bleeding. It can stab the opponent with one knife, shake its tail and leave. There is no need to worry about the smell of blood attracting ignorant onlookers or a wild dog.

"So that's it!" Youjiu nodded: "Then where are we going to find him now."

"Leonard's letter said that we would go to a Grey Eagle safety point outside the temple area in the west of the city to check it. That safety point has not been used for a long time, so Leonard felt that Hill might have appeared at the safety point."

"Then let's go out right away!" Youjiu raised his hands and cheered with excitement.

"Well, let's go." Marceau pushed open the hotel gate, and the cat standing in the sun turned around and looked at the girl in front of him. The latter stood in the shadow under the eaves of the door, and stretched out his hand and said silently.

Taking the girl's hand, Marceau walked up the street leading to the west of the city with a long time.

"I feel like I'm going to be confused again today, so I'm going to let me lead you away, assistant lady."
Chapter completed!