Inside the house, Sulf instantly killed three Uchihas. Two of them died without looking in silence as they fell in a pool of blood. The last one, dripping with blood, had its broken neck held by Bailang with one hand and hung in the air.
At the moment when the big pendulum of his own Uchiha died, Bailang's hand holding it trembled slightly. His DNA moved!
It's a bit exaggerated to say that. Scientifically speaking, at the moment of the big pendulum's death, the [template] imposed on him by the food park started to work, and spontaneously gave out a prompt message: [Ingredients have been obtained]
At the same time, a lot of information is pouring into my mind, including the properties, quality, decomposition methods, cooking methods, suitable ingredients, etc. of the ingredients.
This information was not generated out of thin air and was instilled in him by Gourmet Park. Instead, it was based on the knowledge reserve, life experience, past experiences, and immediate feedback within Park's own capabilities based on his mind's knowledge reserves.
For example, digging out the "Sink Demon Cooking" fragment that has been buried in the memory, as if it happened just 10 seconds ago, is very skillful; or based on the existing knowledge reserve, intelligently deducing the most "correct" cooking method.
These are the best results that should have been achieved after repeated attempts. At this time, with the blessing of extremely active "inspiration", I suddenly thought of it and was ready to take action. I felt that it was 100% achievable.
…
In the adobe house, Bai Lang silently realized these 'thoughts, thoughts, and inspirations' without saying a word. Finally, his brows relaxed, and he was amazed at his own changes.
He roughly understands what this ‘sub-professional trial’ is based on?
My current state is similar to that of Xiao Fufu's 'spiritual blessing' when I was promoted to the second level (the first mission in the ninja world).
In that mission, Sulf caught up with the upgrade of the 'familiar', and the graveyard directly gave her the full level of 'EQ', and through the method of encouraging others, the original 'mentally retarded Fu' could experience the future successful 'wisdom Fu' in advance.
, to complete the three views of this artificial little mentally retarded person.
In the same way, Bai Lang, a layman who had never hung out in the "canteen" and only inherited a "food inheritance", wanted to obtain the [sub-professional template] of a gastronomic contractor.
This kind of "canteen employee" has worked hard for several rounds of tasks and worked hard to hone his extraordinary cooking skills. How can he achieve the achievements in just one task? After all, he is not a one-of-a-kind cooking wizard.
Therefore, it can only be achieved by being given the same 'spiritual blessing' and becoming a 'one-time culinary genius' who lasts for one mission.
[Canteen] will not over-instill unknown high-level knowledge, but will allow him to achieve 100% extraordinary performance within the scope of his abilities, accumulate a lot of food experience, and construct a [sub-professional system].
Every time he comes into contact with an ingredient, his mind will be active and his inspiration will explode, and endless ideas will emerge. To use it as a metaphor for a big question, after reading the question, his thoughts will flow, and several ideas for solving the problem will emerge.
Even if this kind of 'spirituality' only lasts for one mission, it can have a magical effect and quickly equal the average 'canteen employee'. After the mission is over, Zhongyong is instantly injured and everyone is wiped out, and he will rest on his laurels.
…
squeak.
The door was opened, and on Bailang's shoulder sat the 'Girl Holding Fish' Sulf, holding several half-human-sized 'red-skinned monsters' in both hands, and came out facing a crowd of monsters and monsters.
Tick tock, tick tock...
The extremely spiritual blood dripped from the wound, and when blown by the cold wind, the fragrance floated for several meters, causing them to salivate and suck in the air with great enjoyment.
"Guru.", "Gulu."
The sounds of saliva and swallowing came one after another, and those who were unable to swallow saliva stared directly at the three Uchiha corpses and started talking about them.
This is a new species that has never appeared before. They can feel that the three 'corpses' were stronger than most of them during their lifetime, and they are definitely rare treasures.
The hanged ghost stepped forward and said with satisfaction: "Is this what you call a generous gift? It's so wonderful, why don't you present it quickly."
Bailang raised the Uchiha in his right hand: "This is my gift to the master of this place." Then he raised the two in his left hand, "These are for trading, trading techniques that humans can practice.
"
The hanged man didn't want to, and suddenly became gloomy. Seeing that Bai Lang's old man was exposed, he had a vague idea of killing people and stealing goods, but there were too many spectators around...
Just when it was trying to find an excuse, the wind suddenly blew and a voice rang in its ears, and it refused to give up: "Okay, you passed the review, and you are considered innocent in the previous conflict. This is a token, and now you are also considered."
Guests of the ghost market, you have a great opportunity. My master invites you, come with me."
A cloth belt flew out from the clothes on the lower body of the Hanged Ghost, wrapped around the Uchiha, dragged it and disappeared. Then the Hanged Ghost turned around to lead the way, and Bailang held a Sinking Devil in each hand again, making a look of "uneasy and expectant"
, follow it.
By this time, the parade had already left, and the center of the village was bustling with activity. Carrying the trading items, he passed through the earthen stage where a carnival performance was taking place in the center of the village, and passed through the bustling market.
With Sulf's help, he saw grotesque scenes one after another, including monster vendors who kept hawking, large iron pots with floating human heads, a pig demon holding a boning knife to decompose and hawk another one hanging on an iron hook.
The pig demon, the old goat that cuts open its belly and sells fresh haggis, the rock candy eyeballs strung together, the rouge and gouache made of weird materials, the little slap man struggling to climb in the oiled iron poke...
Finally, he was taken to the back of the ghost market, into a dark courtyard filled with ghosts.
A large group of evil spirits, monsters, and skeletons stood in the courtyard, trying to squeeze in. They desperately wanted to get close to the big house, craned their necks to look inside, but they did not dare to go beyond the extension of the house.
Stone steps.
After the Hanged Ghost entered the door, these ghosts pushed and shoved to get out of the way, staring at Bai Lang with envy, unwillingness, and jealousy, watching him walk through the "crowd" and walk in.
The hall inside the house is spacious and brightly illuminated by thick white candles. In the innermost part stands a burned headless Buddha statue. There is a large cauldron in the center of the house, and a copper basin lit with charcoal fire is placed low.
On both sides of the cauldron, there are independent small tea tables, with nine demons sitting on them. There is a Taoist priest with a sheep head and a blue shirt, a human monk with a skeleton hanging around his neck, and a skeleton pouring himself a drink...a green-faced evil ghost with fangs.
, a female nun with a hairy face and a loud mouth.
Each one gave him a faint threat, hovering around level 2, some strong and some weak. After entering the house, the two hanged ghosts floated to a position near the door and sat together at a table.
In addition to the two rows of monsters with obviously the highest status in the hall, there were more than twenty people standing in the corner. They were all obsessed with their minds. They stood upright like wooden stakes with confused eyes. They were men, women, old and young from all walks of life.
The bronze cauldron, which was lit with flames and was being preheated at high temperature, was obviously prepared for them.
Before Bai Lang's arrival, these demons were pretending to be elegant. Under the watch of a kind of little demon outside the door, they toasted each other, ate the strange food on the plate, and talked happily.
Some of the demons outside scratched their heads, and some were mesmerized by what they heard. After Bailang arrived, they all put down their wine glasses and looked at the Uchiha he was holding.
Bai Lang stood in the center, not embarrassed, and cupped his hands in all directions. The Hanged Man also began to narrate, and soon, the Yangtou Taoist said: "I have a Qi Refining Technique here, called "Taibai Jin Qi Refining Technique."
And the matching 'secret recipe', in exchange for the two monsters in your hand, would you like that?"
Then, another skeleton raised its head, growing translucent flesh and blood vessels bit by bit, and was finally covered by a female face: "I also have a "Three Yin Tong You Jue" here, which can be practiced by humans and ghosts, just change one
.”
The obese monk knocked on the table: "Your magic is missing a 'prescription'. Do you want to make it into a medicine man? Why don't you practice Joyful Zen with me, the monk, and join the Great Path of Bliss?"
Soon, this group of demons became quarrelsome, throwing out the same exercises that didn't sound very sincere. Bai Lang caught a message from it. The exercises seemed to be closely related to the matching prescriptions, and the methods without corresponding prescriptions were incomparable to practice.
Danger.
"How do you choose?" After a round of arguing, several demons finally looked at Bai Lang and pressed.
Lang looked at the goat-headed Taoist priest who was nearest: "I will exchange with this senior."
"good."
The sheep head stroked his goatee with satisfaction, then stretched out a sharp nail, opened the monk's robe, revealing his chest covered with white hair, cut the abdomen with his nails from bottom to top, and then stretched out his hand to cover it up.
Soon, he took out a thin and bloody book, tore off a layer of skin, sandwiched it in the book, and threw it towards Bailang. It fell to the ground with a splash, splattering blood.
Then, the sheep head looked at the others proudly: "Well, now they are mine. Boy, where did this monster like you come from? Is there a corresponding recipe for it? How toxic is it, what is the pharmacology, and which organs are the most special and precious?"
Bai Lang guessed and roughly guessed what the other party was thinking: "This monster comes from the Dragon King that I sacrificed to. It has the two natures of water and fire. Its eyes, bones, and meridians are the most precious and poisonous. I don't know how to make medicine, but I have a food supplement recipe."
"
"The food has been replenished. Come and cook one for everyone to try. Let's warm up for tonight's meeting, and don't say that I, 'Qingyang Lord,' am stingy." Then, it pointed to the many demons watching outside the door: "Use it.
Don't hide your abilities, just grab whatever you need and they won't dare to resist."
Hearing this, many ghosts and monsters outside the door trembled and retreated, only to be pushed back by the crowd from behind, their faces extremely ugly.
Bailang was also confused. He followed the goat's fingers and saw that the originally anxious demon began to tremble, but did not dare to leave. He couldn't help but wonder: "Aren't they the servants of seniors?"
"Aren't my subordinates just for refining medicine? Otherwise, why would you raise so many? Don't you need to pay for blood food? If you are short of medicinal materials, seasonings, or tools, just ask."
Bailang was stunned, and soon realized. Aren't the Four Heavenly Kings also food? Then other monsters can naturally be food. Thinking of the lively scenes in the demon mountains and seas along the way, the strength is obviously not that great, but the number is unusually huge.
I always feel like something is wrong.
Now he understands that the 'monsters' in this world are deliberately bred in large numbers, just like chickens in a breeding farm. The number per unit area exceeds that of their wild counterparts in nature.
Refining medicine, cooking and cooking. The system of this world seems to overlap with the tasks issued by the paradise.
While Bailang was thinking, a group of 'maids' brought out commonly used medicinal materials. At first glance, they were all completely unfamiliar things. They had tiny legs growing out and eyeballs kicking in the air; a green medicinal plant with green leaves growing on it.
Someone has a face...
When Bai Lang directed the maid to add water to the cauldron and called for someone to fetch the chopping board, several big demons started talking again. Ignoring Bai Lang who was busy, they exchanged their experience in refining medicine and discussed their spiritual practice in a mysterious and Taoist manner.
The little demons from the outside world gathered in a group and listened attentively to the prostitutes' business bragging about their sporadic practice experiences. This was the core of the demon conference tonight. The few in front of me were exposed to the concept of 'Refining Qi and Transforming God into Gods'.
'The ghosts and ghosts give lectures on Taoism and Dharma on the spot every year.
How true or false is it? We don’t know. Will it mislead others and make the little demons go crazy and self-destruct on the spot? There is no way of knowing.
It's just that this is the only way for these miscellaneous fish to come into contact with a higher realm of cultivation, so they can't help but be careless. As for the price, every "waist card" that can enter the courtyard costs a lot of money to buy.
In addition, every year the Great Demon's sermon has a live performance session, that is, according to their respective areas of expertise, lucky audience members are randomly selected to walk in the cauldron and make a 'big medicine' for display.
This group of lucky people also paid for the "attendance fee".
This annual blind box-style preaching lecture is exciting and cheap. The entry fee is actually not high. It is just a special waist card. As long as you survive in the end, you will be lucky enough to watch the "Secret Techniques of Refining Medicine" by many bosses.
Listen to your practice experience and gain inspiration.
This kind of talk is very common in this world, and has even become a custom. There is a death indicator, which does not exceed 1/4.
How is this taking advantage? It’s simply making a lot of money, isn’t it?
