Chapter 228 One-click restart and restore factory settings
When the special courage training was going on at noon, Bai Lang decisively called a halt and instructed Kotaro to move all the supplies in the pickup truck to the rooftop, and set up a simple temporary kitchen table for the great cook Sister Yuan, who would make lunch herself.
The other party had just arrived and had not yet mastered the quality of any of the unique ingredients of Rogge Camp, so she did not show her most proud cooking skills. She just used the ordinary ingredients purchased yesterday to cook home-cooked dishes.
Even the low-level home-cooked dishes prepared under the simplest conditions are still full of fragrance, comparable to the chefs of star hotels. Bailang learned from talking with her that every dish of hers will be cooked with 'zhenqi'
; And among the opponent's five abilities, at least one 'gourmet ability' is fixed.
All foods processed by her must be fantasy dishes that are superior to "ordinary human food". This is easy to understand, as can be seen from Bailang's "Blood Therapy".
Let us first exclude the one-in-a-thousand-year-old medical genius who has the qualifications of a once-in-a-thousand-year-old man. He came into contact with and learned 'medical skills' for no more than 3 months. He only mastered a 'blood therapy ability', which made him so weak and full of loopholes.
His medical skills were transformed and he was elevated to the level of a 'miracle doctor'.
This is the terrible thing about "solidifying the foundation", turning decay into magic, allowing the ignorant "blood therapy" to violently rub against modern medical theory. And Sister Yuan's food is equally overbearing.
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When dinner was being prepared over there, Feng Ying from Room 3 ran out first. The endless energy of the naughty child was vividly reflected in her.
She first ran to Bailang to ask for ice, then picked up a rifle, walked to the edge of the rooftop very professionally, spread a soft cushion under her body, lay down, put her shoulder against the butt of the rifle, and started firing at the people downstairs.
The more undead there are. And the small satellite above her head also projects a small screen in a humane way, constantly displaying 1, 1... It's a lot of fun.
Kotaro has finished processing all the zombie materials and is resting with a bottle of drink he has never drunk before. His heart is full of satisfaction and he feels unprecedented tranquility. It has only been two days since he came to this unknown world, but his views have been refreshed one after another.
Although it is a desperate apocalyptic world, with even terrifying monsters, civilians live a precarious life. But the living standard here is the best in the ninja world. Everything is based on strength. The strong will be respected, and the hard work will be rewarded.
In return, the non-nin world has a hopelessly insurmountable hierarchy.
He worked equally hard in both worlds, but in the ninja world he was still discriminated against, suppressed, exploited, and used as cannon fodder. No one cared about him, and the tool man could not learn advanced ninjutsu. In this world, he lived in a luxurious suite,
He has a huge amount of money at his disposal, enjoys advanced technology, has countless super-enthusiastic older sisters on both sides of the road asking him to drink water, and has the 'Blood Succession Limit' that can be mastered with only krypton gold!... Life here is like paradise.
It had only been two days, and he was already addicted. Although Bailang's test was too harsh, he still felt like he was in a dream and didn't want to wake up.
At this time, Xia Jing also left the small room that was not exposed to the sun, breathing in the fresh air. The clothes on her back were wet with sweat, and she was kneeling on the ground, taking care of Ophelia, whose eyes were dull, in a trance.
Ya, and little Duke.
As the "salted fish trio" with the worst foundation, the little fat man and the half-elf girl were lying on the soft cushions on the ground in a "salted fish paralysis" posture. They looked like they were overly frightened, demented, and collapsed.
Bailang picked up Duke's small schoolbag and walked over.
Snapped!
He threw Little Meatball's schoolbag on the ground. The elf balls, special balls, luxury balls, time balls, and healing balls inside the bag made a crashing sound.
There was also a handheld device in his hand. He shook it at the semi-conscious Duke and threatened: "I just spent 50 embers to temporarily load the translation module and mastered the text of your handheld device. Then open the game.
After a while, I found that your 'game skills' are quite powerful, every save is perfect, and more than a dozen characters are all equipped with top-notch equipment. I guess you spent a lot of effort to create them, right?"
When Duke, who was semi-conscious, heard Bai Lang's words, his body twitched and shook unnaturally, and in a state of shock and coma of extreme fear, he made an unconditioned reflex.
When Bailang saw that it was working, he continued to pursue the victory: "If you don't wake up, I will format your handheld device and delete all the archives! By then..."
The little fat man stood up like a carp and did not sit up. However, he successfully overcame his psychological shadow and regained his composure. He opened his eyes wide and asked aggrievedly: "Are you a devil?"
"No, I'm your captain. Duke performed well in the morning, and the chicken drumsticks were delicious at noon."
After returning the handheld device to the other party, Bai Lang squatted down next to Xia Jing and took out a flat metal flask from his arms. He unscrewed the lid and found a small glass of vodka in the bottle cap and handed it to the other party.
"You did a good job this morning! Your bravery exceeded my expectations. Come on, let's get drunk. Have a drink to warm yourself up. After dinner, I will teach you a set of boxing techniques to further enhance your self-confidence."
Bailang patted the girl on the shoulder and gave her an encouraging education. Although he still thought she was a coward in his heart, he praised and praised her, building her self-confidence. At the same time, he lamented that it was really difficult for him.
"Thank you! Um, will Ophelia be okay?" After a glass of wine, Xia Jing's face regained some color, her eyes were hollow and numb with worry, her spirit was violently stimulated, and her body was shivering subconsciously.
A half-elf who has been tricked into looking bad.
Bai Lang looked at Patient No. 1, holding his chin and thinking deeply: This girl's mental trauma is a bit severe! Her mental endurance is too fragile, and she is slightly on the verge of collapse.
"There is no other way. It seems that I can only use a special move." Bai Lang murmured to himself.
"What's the trick?" Xia Jing asked.
"Of course, one-click restart and restore to factory settings. Come on, do me a favor and slowly lift her up and sit up straight."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! While talking, Bai Lang and Xia Jing worked together to lift the limp Ophelia up. Xia used her body to hold her up from behind. Bai Lang did not show any warning
He stretched out his hands, held the half-elf's forehead and chin, turned his face to his own, and kissed him with lightning speed, "Boo!"
Then he pushed the girl away as if nothing had happened, and observed with a serious face.
The scene was in a daze, and even Duke, who had not yet recovered, forgot about the pain in his heart, opened his eyes wide and revealed: "Brother, you just secretly kissed this beautiful sister!"
"What? What? This scumbag's true colors have been revealed?" Feng Ying threw down her weapon and rushed over excitedly.
Kotaro had an expression on his face like "I'm not a good person, why won't the captain let me come?"
(Bai Lang glanced at him coldly: I am using this as a treatment method, and my heart is as clear as ice and I lick the girl without being surprised. What you are doing is biting by a dog, and you will bring secondary harm to the other party due to your dirty mind. How can it be the same? Roll the ball!)
Xia Jing was even more stunned. Looking at Ophelia in her arms, her heart was full of guilt and regret: She...she was actually an accomplice?
Bailang held his chin thoughtfully and studied: "I did kiss her just now, I thought she would be shy. Such a weak girl must have felt something in her heart when she was suddenly forcefully kissed by a strange and handsome man like me.
The strong shock and shy feelings should theoretically be able to offset the mental damage caused to her by the zombies at close range and allow her to recover."
Bai Lang recalled the contents of "Overload Psychotherapy". Excellent psychiatrists can use one kind of strong stimulation to cover up another kind of psychological damage, and use the therapy of fighting poison with poison to heal the patient's inner trauma and avoid secondary harm.
For example, he just used 'Delete Files' to successfully help Duke overcome the inner demon of fear and escape from the psychological shadow. Next, he only needs to repeatedly concoct it to make him fall into the abyss of fear again and again, and then pull him out again.
Develop psychological resistance, become numb and accustomed, and eventually regard fear as nothing.
This...is brave!
"It doesn't make sense. Am I not handsome enough? Or, in fact, you have had a boyfriend before and have been kissed, so you are immune?" Bai Lang thought seriously and piously with an academic attitude, and murmured to himself
He looked directly at Ophelia and asked.
The half-elf who had never been kissed by a stranger, her little face quickly became flushed and rosy... Everyone could tell that she was shy. But the shock of being imprisoned in the zombie secret room just now was too strong, and it kept coming back again and again, which made her
The cup freezes and falls into a semi-dead mode. The brain cannot process so much information and appears extremely sluggish.
"I have no choice but to kiss on the lips." Bai Lang looked at me with a look on his face, "It's really hard, I've suffered a loss", and warned, "Girl, I'm sorry, people in the world don't stick to trivial matters, I'm thinking about you too."
Saying that, he held the girl in a princess hug, and let her neck lie on his forearm. She was light and frail, and looked at each other affectionately...
Bai Lang frowned: "Hey... why did your nose run all over your face?" Then he stretched out his hand to scrape, and then flicked his fingers, ripples exploded with great force, and all of it was thrown on Duke's clothes, who was watching the excitement.
Then they continued to look at each other affectionately: "Okay, don't panic, it's been wiped off..."
The girl's eyes came back to her senses at this time, and she was filled with shame and anger. She felt shy and angry about being kissed on the face, nervous and fearful about being forcibly kissed, and embarrassed and ashamed about having her nose scraped off... She felt that the humiliation in this life had been added together.
, not as much as now.
He immediately raised his hands and put them on Bai Lang's shoulders to prevent him from getting closer.
Bailang was not surprised but overjoyed, and said sincerely: "Ha! It really works, look! She became shy, angry, and came back to life. Congratulations, you overcame the psychological shadow and successfully passed the first teaching!"
After Ophelia was restored to factory settings by his kiss, she no longer had a mental breakdown and was on the verge of turning black and broken. Instead, she had tears in her eyes and looked aggrieved as if she wanted to die.
Bai Lang nodded with satisfaction, feeling the other person's rejection, and immediately let go. There was no nostalgia in his heart, but he was just happy and gratified for the other person's growth.
Then he let the other person fall on the soft cushion and left without looking back. He quickly took out his notebook and recorded his medical experience.
"There's water over there. You guys should wash up and start eating right away!"
