After taking off his helmet, Haoran fell into a deep sleep within a few minutes. Playing games day and night for several days really made him a little tired.
When I woke up, it was already around ten o'clock in the morning. Before I left the bedroom, I heard a strange sound coming from the kitchen downstairs.
He didn't even have time to wash up, so he rushed downstairs as quickly as possible. It turned out that everything happened because Comrade Bad Cowboy was making breakfast.
Situ Muyun and Lan Qingjue had already woken up, holding their shoulders while admiring the masterpiece of the bad cowboy.
"Cousin, is this the result of your busy work?" Lan Qing looked at the pot of black stuff on the gas stove in disbelief. Could this be the legendary porridge?
"Here, bad cowboy, are there any usable pots in the kitchen?" Xiaoyun stared at the bottom of the dark pot and the stove overflowing with soup, full of doubts.
"Who can tell me, did Mars hit the earth this morning?" Haoran fainted. Although he knew it was the result of bad cowboy cooking, all this was too shocking.
"I..." The bad cowboy's face turned red. In the game, he had already said that he would be responsible for the recent breakfast. In a man's house, defaulting on the debt always damages the reputation. So today, he continued to fight regardless of last night.
I got up early in the morning. I originally decided to buy some breakfast outside to recharge everyone's credit, but when I asked the doorman, there was no place selling breakfast within ten kilometers.
Thinking of the scene when Haoran started making porridge yesterday, the bad cowboy seemed to think that it shouldn't be too difficult, so he decided to follow the same example and make it himself. However, you have to see if you have the skills to follow the example.
material……
Next, the mess in the kitchen perfectly explained what helplessness means for everyone.
"Forget it, I've already called the restaurant to deliver takeout. Let's just make do with the order and have lunch and breakfast together." Xiaoyun shook his head and appeased everyone.
"Xiaoyun, order two more dishes and let them deliver the dinner together." Haoran quickly added.
"I have thought of it a long time ago." Xiaoyun said with a smile: "Ten dishes, one soup, and two kinds of snacks. Moreover, I even asked people to send double portions of white rice."
"Looking forward to it..." Lan Qingjue glanced at the miserable scene in the kitchen again and began to look forward to the next delicious food.
"Don't think about it, hurry up and help me clean the kitchen." The bad cowboy quickly pushed her. He was the one who caused this matter. He can't let Xiaoyun and Haoran clean it up, right? You can do it alone, but you're afraid.
There would be more trouble. In desperation, he had no choice but to trick his cousin.
"Let's help together." Haoran couldn't stand it anymore and stepped forward to help.
"Well, fortunately, Aunt Qiu will be here tomorrow..." Qingqing sighed and began to wash the pot whose bottom was burnt to black.
"Speaking of visitors, tonight or tomorrow morning, our studio will have new arrivals." Xiaoyun also found a rag and cleaned up the remnants of the kitchen.
"Luo Tiancheng is back?" Haoran's heart moved. He heard Xiaoyun said this a few days ago.
"Yes, but except for you, Xiaobai, Qingqing and Cowboy have never met Ah Cheng." When Xiaoyun said this, he glanced at the bad cowboy and said, "A Cheng is not only handsome, but also good at what he does.
, I guess it’s much neater than some people.”
Bad Cowboy: "..."
It took a lot of effort to restore the kitchen to its original state, and the dishes from the restaurant were also delivered. This time, all the dishes ordered were Subang dishes, which were full of color, flavor and flavor. Everyone was very hungry and devoured them one by one. I originally thought that half of the ten dishes could be left.
All the food we ate in the evening ended up in everyone’s stomach within half an hour.
"It's so refreshing." Haoran touched his bulging belly and said, "I like the stir-fried river shrimps. The shrimps are freshly peeled at first glance. The heat is really well controlled and they taste fresh and tender."
"That pigeon soup is called a fresh one. There are a lot of health-preserving herbs in it. It is probably also good for the skin." Qing Qing wiped the corners of her mouth with a napkin and was full of praise.
Situ Muyun: "By the way, I haven't used my chopsticks just now, so why is the whole plate of cowboy bones gone?"
The bad cowboy hurriedly explained: "I only ate three pieces, and the rest was taken away by Xiaobai..."
Haoran: "Which bull's eye did you see?"
Bad Cowboy: "..."
Qingqing whispered: "I'm sorry, the last piece is in my stomach."
"The last person to finish eating clears the table." Xiao Yun hid the unwillingness in his eyes and put down his chopsticks and said calmly.
Haoran and Qingqing quickly stood up from the table and turned their eyes to the bad cowboy - a stupid cow with a slow response holding a piece of Dongpo meat in his mouth...
"You, I..." The bad cowboy chewed the piece of braised pork desperately, protesting vaguely, but the three of them seemed to have a tacit understanding and ran away in the blink of an eye. By the way, this time Lian Lanqing
She never thought about helping her poor cousin.
"It's all caused by gluttony!" The bad cowboy finally swallowed the piece of meat in his mouth, stood up and cleared away the soup and water on the table little by little, thinking full of grievances, if he had known better, he would not have been greedy for this piece of meat.
. Alas, in fact, he was full already, but he just couldn't bear to part with a table of delicious food, so he kept holding on to his stomach.
Not to mention how the bad cowboy cleaned up the mess, the three people here had already returned to their respective rooms and put on their helmets as quickly as possible.
"Haoran, in a few hours, I will withdraw and recover. When there are interesting monsters to fight, please call me." Ruoer's eyes were full of smiles, and he stood in front of Kuangsheng Xiaobai in a golden hunter outfit.
The sight in front of me makes people salivate.
"Well, I won't forget it." Haoran was in a good mood when he saw her energetic look.
He glanced at the pet space by the way. Well, Silly Boy still needs a day to retreat, and he doesn't know what skills it will be able to master after it evolves this time.
By the way, Ah Hua, the little skeleton that the silly boy told him to catch last time, didn’t know what its use was. Haoran thought for a while and summoned it out of the pet space with a wave of his hand. After carefully reading its introduction, he found that it was really interesting...
That moment of fragrance
Nickname: Ahua
Level 1
HP:100000
Physical attack power: 1000
Magic attack power:1000
Special skills: none
Talent skills: Immune to all attack skills and magic below four stars.
Pet introduction: This little skeleton has a mysterious life experience, and you may be able to learn more about its past in the underworld.
Well, this attribute reminds Haoran of Silly Boy. It is also immune to all attacks below four stars. Is there any special relationship between them?
"Master." The little skeleton called him respectfully. Although there was no expression on the skinless skeleton's face, the tone was very comfortable.
"So cute." Ruo'er suddenly exclaimed.
"Ruo'er, are you sure you want to use this adjective on skeletons?" Haoran fainted.
"It's whole body is glowing pink, and its bones look like they're made of crystal. It's so beautiful." Ruo'er didn't take it seriously, pointing at the little skeleton Ahua and continued to praise it.
After hearing what she said, Haoran noticed that this little skeleton really looked like a very delicate piece of art. Even though he had no feeling for the shape of the skeleton, he could still feel the amazing beauty.
"That moment of youth... are you a boy or a girl?" Haoran chewed the name of the little skeleton carefully. Well, it matches its temperament, but I don't know what gender this little skeleton is.
"Master, what do you think?" The little skull's voice sounded very neutral at the moment, and I really couldn't figure out the gender.
"Female?" Ruo'er interjected and guessed.
"Male!" Haoran said decisively, with an unquestionable tone in his tone.
"Master is so smart, how could you tell that Ah Hua is a boy?" Little Skeleton looked up at Xiao Bai with his pink skeleton face, his voice full of admiration.
"Do you still need to ask?" Haoran said proudly: "You have been out for so long, and I have seen through your body. You didn't even think of finding some clothes to put on. Could it be a woman?"
For a moment, Fanghua was silent for a long time, then suddenly knelt down on one knee and said: "Master is wise!"
Ruo'er: "..."
"Get up." Old God Haoran waved his hands on the ground and said: "Tell me, who are you? Why do you look so much more awesome than ordinary skeletons?"
"I can't figure this out either." In an instant, Na Fanghua stood up and touched his forehead with his bony hand. His tone didn't sound like he was being fake.
"What's your mother's surname?" Haoran asked in a different way.
"My mother?" The little skeleton raised his head inexplicably and said, "Master, I have no memory of my life."
"Forget it, your mother is probably dead long ago and is just another skeleton." Haoran began to regret discussing the issues of the previous generation with a skeleton, then he asked again: "Do you know the Lord of Ghosts and Dead Souls?"
"Oh? Ghosts and dead souls? There are many in the underworld. Isn't their owner Lord Hades?" After hearing this, Fanghua became excited and asked, "Do you know each other?"
"..." Haoran was silent. This was not the same thing at all. Forget it, the silly boy will be out of seclusion in a day anyway, so let the two of them handle it by themselves.
Thinking of this, he took the little skeleton back to the pet space, said goodbye to Ruo'er, and returned to Wangyue City through the communication array in the blink of an eye.
Perhaps due to the war, all the shops in Wangyue City were closed during the day. Haoran finally relied on his close relationship with the master blacksmith to knock on the shop door and repair his equipment.
"Master Lukes, what happened in the city today?" Haoran asked knowingly, perhaps pretending not to know anything. Hearing an objective explanation from an NPC would be very beneficial for the next step.
"The queen has rebelled, and His Majesty Sirlas is sending troops to suppress it. This war has been going on for almost a day, and it has not ended yet. As a result, we ordinary people are afraid to even go out." Lukes said with a smile.
He said gratefully: "Fortunately, you reminded me last time not to sell the equipment to people sent by the Queen, otherwise I would become an accomplice of the traitor."
"Well, I have an acquaintance in the palace, and I happened to hear some rumors. I didn't expect the rebellion to come so quickly." Haoran chuckled and changed the subject: "I still have a few friends whose equipment is badly worn. If they come,
Please help me, master, to put it in and repair it."
"No problem." The master blacksmith agreed with a proud look.
