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Chapter one hundred and ninetieth food maker

For a long time in her adult life, Judy slept only four hours a day.

She is in the sixth gear. After becoming a transcendent and undergoing training, she can quickly enter deep sleep. Four hours is enough for her body. But as her nerves are damaged, she drops to the third gear, and her sleeping skills are no longer good.

It became less effective and she needed to sleep five or six hours a day, which was not much better than ordinary people.

Otherwise, the spirit will be insufficient, which will be a disadvantage to the extraordinary.

Moreover, her desire for the dark night has become even greater. There is no doubt that the dark night can make people have a higher quality of rest.

It had been two days since the incident at Red Rain House. She hadn't had a good night's sleep. She had patrolled again in the past night, and Judy felt tired.

In the wilderness before, she would not have felt this way even if she only slept for an hour in the car for several days.

It was morning, and in the small cubicle room of the employee warehouse where employees rested at Red Rain House, Judy listened to the lively sounds of children outside and prepared to rest and fall asleep on the spring bed.

She just closed her eyes, but couldn't help but sigh. Her nerves were still declining, and so was her strength.

Judy didn't know what was going on with Miss Sterling and Lorna Ludd, but she learned that they both wanted to deal with Sid Redco.

Julie, Julie's death... I'm afraid it is also inseparable from Sid Lekuo.

Sid Redco is the kind of bug that ruined the mother bank.

The institution, the streets, the wilderness, Lake Eden... The banking system has been corrupted to this point, and this city needs to change.

Miss Sterling is undoubtedly the one who can make a difference.

But, what power can Judy bring to the table...

In melancholy, Judy was about to meditate and fall asleep when she suddenly remembered something. She sat up, took the black pottery wine jar from the work table next to the bed, and poured a glass into a small glass.

Judy looked at the slightly yellowish wine in the cup. There seemed to be light shining from certain angles, or it seemed to be just the refraction of daylight.

She didn't live on the street much, she didn't even go into the fish pond that night, and she never saw that old fan.

But before that, she had drank this wine several times, and she thought it was just like that. It was just a lie to say that it was a dietetic food supplement that required long-term conditioning.

But after all, this was an arrangement from the superior, and Judy immediately drank the glass of wine.

Then, she lay down on the bed again, closed her eyes and meditated, and fell asleep quickly in an almost instinctive way.

In her sleep, Judy seemed not to be dreaming, but she seemed to be having a dream.

She saw a clear river. She sat in a small boat and sailed slowly in the river. There was a dense and green forest on the bank of the river. The ripples in the river made her intoxicated.

When she was a child, there was an outing. This kind of activity was rarely held in the training center. It was to introduce the wilderness to the students. It was that outing that made Judy unable to let go of the wilderness.

Such rivers, such woods...

Just as the boat approached the woods, she saw a vague figure in the woods.

Judy woke up from her dream.

She didn't have the habit of staying asleep, so she opened her eyes immediately, raised her hand to look at her watch, and saw that four hours had passed, but her brain felt energetic and her body felt comfortable and strong.

It's like returning to the sleep quality before the nerve damage, and this nerve feeling...

"What?" Judy was suddenly startled. She sat up and looked carefully, frowning.

Extraordinary people know the speed of their own nerves best, just like how many muscles they have to lift a heavy dumbbell.

Every brain nerve is running faster. No, this is a kind of recovery.

But it doesn't feel exactly the same, nor does it feel like overclocking and explosive energy, but like a temporary recovery.

Judy looked at her hands blankly and raised her hands to touch her head. How could it be possible? Her nerve damage could not heal on its own...

She looked at the black pottery wine jar on the work table over there, her eyes slowly widening, "Food tonic."

She immediately got out of bed, picked up the wine jar, poured a small sip of wine into the wine glass, and then drank it. This time she drank slowly and sipped very seriously. The wine didn't seem to taste special, but...

Soon, Judy felt something different. It was like clear water was injected into her mind again, and her nerves were tingling.

The fading became slow, something was immediately replenished, and she felt exactly what six-speed was like.

That familiar feeling has been lost for a while.

At this moment, Judy couldn't wait any longer and walked out of the warehouse carrying this extremely precious black pottery wine jar.

People were coming and going everywhere in Hongyu House. The burned material warehouse and other places were being cleaned up and rebuilt. A larger Seth screen than before was re-hung on the outer wall of the teaching warehouse. Children were having classes outdoors again.

Judy found Miss Sterling at the material warehouse. She was busy arranging new materials to be put into the warehouse.

The protective equipment and security guards around here are being upgraded.

"Judy, why don't you take a rest?" Elizabeth saw Judy and walked up, "Ms. Nagano from Yakuza wants to meet and talk with me. I don't plan to bring too much security. Will you?"

It’s the people in it.”

Elizabeth's voice couldn't help but feel excited, this was a major breakthrough.

Ms. Nagano is a representative figure of the Yakuza centrists, and she is the daughter of the current Yakuza president, Chairman Nagano, which means she is a potential heir to a consortium. But Yakuza is about seniority, ability, merit, and blood relationship.

Just part of it.

Yakuza generally has seniors, conservatives, centrists and young people.

Among them, the one who is most likely to cooperate with red-haired Liz - not to mention big changes, even if the partner is changed from Santo to Seth, it can only be a centrist.

The young people are eager for change, but they are unwilling to cooperate more with the people in the bank.

Conservatives only hope to maintain the status quo as best they can, or even retreat further.

However, it is impossible to gain recognition from the elders in the short term, no matter what red-haired Liz does.

Ms. Nagano, who is a centrist, depends on this meeting whether the Red Rain House can improve due to misfortune.

This meeting was so important that after Elizabeth received the invitation letter from the Yakuza commissioner in the morning, almost all her thoughts were on it.

But now, Elizabeth found that Judy was holding the black pottery wine jar in her hand, and she suddenly became a little confused.

"Miss Sterling, I have something important to report." Judy said. There were many people around, so it was not convenient to speak directly.

Elizabeth's heart skipped a beat. If she had a premonition, she immediately led the way to the wasteland farther away from the warehouse, where she had met Lorna Ludd in the middle of the night.

Seeing that there was no one around, Judy's face, which was used to being expressionless, couldn't help showing a hint of excitement.

"My current state of mind is in sixth gear," Judy said.

"What?" Elizabeth was shocked when she heard this, and then looked at the black pottery wine jar, "You mean..."

Judy then told all the changes she knew about, "I can feel that this state is constantly fading. Maybe one day later, I will drop back to third gear, but now I am in sixth gear. I can

Use all your strength."

Elizabeth's blue eyes narrowed slightly, her thoughts racing.

"That is to say, it is similar to drugs for controlling blood pressure and blood lipids. It has a time limit. It is effective after taking it, and it is ineffective after it is passed. But it is not overclocking, it is a temporary recovery. And you have gone through the conditioning in the past few days, so you only drink today.

It’s starting to take effect.”

"Yes." Judy nodded, "That's how I feel."

The more Elizabeth thought about it, the more she understood, yes, yes...

First of all, this way you can avoid bank supervision.

Because like Judy and other personnel who came here from the Wilderness Mobile Task Force due to neurological damage, they still need to undergo various bank tests on a regular basis.

If Judy Dickinson permanently reverts to sixth gear, no matter what Judy thinks, she never really had a choice and the bank will move her again.

And the fact that Elizabeth possesses neurological drugs will be exposed, and she will be involved in a whirlpool that she is not able to deal with.

But like now, drugs that can only provide temporary recovery can be used according to time.

If she has enough nerve-damaged subordinates and enough "tonic wine".

If necessary, we can suddenly mobilize and release everyone's full combat power, and something can be done.

Moreover, these wines can also unite people with different ideas but the same goals around her.

"A wonderful food cook." Elizabeth murmured, her face flushed a little excitedly, and a round face with a short head appeared in front of her eyes.

It was a short, fat, middle-aged man, Lao Fan, Fan Debao, wearing a blue chef's uniform with the words "Heart wide and body fat" printed on it.

Lao Fan is truly a food-preparing genius...

Only food-preparing geniuses have such ability.

Even if he is not the legendary food-preparing master, he is still another food-preparing master.

You know, even banks and the Superman Research Association don't have such a tonic wine that can restore nerves.

The master should have given instructions a long time ago, "angel", angel is the person from the fish pond, Lao Fan's subordinate.

But why didn't Lao Fan cure Miss Caiyin? There was a reason she didn't know.

Or maybe, in fact, Miss Ayin's nerves have been fine for a long time, or she drinks this kind of wine when she needs to be fine, just to retire and declare to the street that she is a mentally disabled person.

"Miss Sterling." Judy said at this time. Now that the direction was clear, she added some advice: "We can't get carried away. My friends are not suitable to know yet. They are not 100% reliable yet. They still need to experience.

"

"I understand." Elizabeth also meant the same thing and had to keep it a secret for the time being.

But this does not affect this great change, and suddenly everything becomes more open.

Lorna Lourdes showed up in the middle of the night, Miss Nagano invited her to meet her, and the food-preparing genius also showed up.

"The amazing man who made food." Elizabeth couldn't help but read it several times excitedly, "It turns out he is around us."

The food-making master is willing to sell wine to her, which shows that Yutang recognizes her, and Miss Ayin also recognizes her. Maybe it was Miss Ayin who said some kind words to Miss Nagano that made Miss Nagano want to see her.

The master's affirmation of the angel is equivalent to his affirmation of the fish pond.

Elizabeth understands more and more that the fish pond is her loyal friend in Kabukicho.

"Judy, let's go to the fish pond tonight," she decided, "to formally meet the food-preparing genius again."

She thought for a while and then said: "However, Lao Fan doesn't like others to call him that. Since he hides his identity, we should not reveal it even if we know it. This is the rule of the game. So we are going to visit Lao Fan this time.

There is an angel. Angels are easy to talk to. I am familiar with him. I will also test his tone tonight..."

The food-preparing wizard only gave her "tonic wine" that could temporarily restore her but not permanently cure her. This was another kind of investigation.

Elizabeth looked at Judy and said in a solemn tone: "In short, we can't be rash in front of the food-preparing genius."


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