Bao Er carefully moved two steps to the side to make his movements less obvious.
He wondered,
"With your strength, Mr. Warlock, you don't have all the materials you need at your fingertips, so why are you applying for a job in such a high-profile manner..."
The magician said,
"If only it were that simple..."
The materials that can appear in the warlock's demand list are basically labeled as high-end, rare, rare, etc. Not to mention the part that needs to be dug into the mountains, dug holes in the sky and the sea to find, the materials on the alien beasts alone are enough for the warlock uncle.
Have a drink.
High-level alien beasts are quite difficult to encounter, and even more difficult to encounter is to defeat them.
Unlike humans' huge and complex awakening alienation ability system, the bloodline abilities carried by alien beasts themselves are often single and pure, whether active or passive.
With one bloodline ability, it is continuously strengthened, strengthened, and strengthened. From birth to death, the alien beast spends its life consolidating its bloodline ability - just like Huang Dashan's favorite car, the Pangolin, he smashed all the circulation points.
On board, the Pangolin's performance far exceeds that of other wilderness chariots, and it has become Huang Dashan's greatest support when one person can withstand a hunting team.
Other hunters who spend the night in the wilderness not only drag their families and trap a bunch of people, but also have to send people to watch and set traps just in case, but Huang Dashan dared to hunt the pangolin as soon as he snored into it casually.
Shanxiang, isn’t this confidence?
The same is true for alien beasts. The higher their level, the harder it is for human evolvers to fight on an equal footing with them.
Most of the time, the way humans fight against alien beasts is to give themselves a layer of origin armor as quickly as possible, and then everyone wields various types of origin weapons and shouts slogans to charge with all their might, usually insidiously.
A mixture of various bloodline skills covered the opponent's head and face.
Either solve the battle as quickly as possible, or just try your luck and wait for the opponent to get angry and use a big "roll call" - but if it's a range attack, emmmm, you can figure it out yourself.
The wilderness explored by Mingguang people is just the tip of the iceberg of this world. Who knows what kind of terrifying monsters and monsters are hidden in areas where humans have not set foot. Over the past two hundred years, Mingguang has only recorded more than thirty kinds of high-level exotic beasts, among which
Only the mountain rhinoceros has the ability to attack groups in a true sense.
Therefore, even the cunning and unpredictable Warlock Master will not easily provoke high-level alien beasts above the sixth level when he is alone.
Not only is it embarrassing for an experienced driver to roll over, he may also lose his life.
When they are cornered, they will give you a mess of enhanced and remastered bloodline abilities on the spot. Without teammates to remove the debuffs to save lives, your good years will be cut off. Who are you going to talk to for explanation?
The magician said,
"I even posted a few pictures on the door of the production committee. I don't believe there is no business."
Bao Er: "..."
Oh my god, can you still do this kind of naughty thing? Go to the door of the production committee and put up a small advertisement? Why don't you set up a stall in front of the urban management brigade!
The warlock sighed,
"Oh, poverty is really the biggest original sin. I envy those guys, all of them are so rich! My qualifications are still too low. If I save hundreds or even thousands of years, I can be like them, right?"
Lin Chou: "Wake up, don't accuse people of being 'poor' unjustly. The heart of the 'poor' will be broken."
Boss Lin was the one who had picked up the thousands or tens of thousands of Mr. Warlock's wallet. He couldn't live up to it, so he was the first to jump out and refute - he didn't expect that Warlock was still having such a flashy dream.
With this unlucky attribute that has been fortified and strengthened by turning on the halo of disaster anytime and anywhere, even if Mingguang does not dare to ask his old man to pay off the billions of debts, I am afraid that the warlock will only become poorer in a few hundred years.
Not to mention your wallet, you might even lose your underwear.
Bao Er silently pushed the plate full of starfish towards the warlock uncle.
"Let's beat the fire in two mouths, it's so sweet! Master Warlock, your idea is simply incredible - if the money and materials can still be dealt with by Boss Lin, then it can only be said that Lin... Ahem, worry
Brother, what are you looking at me for? I didn’t say anything..."
Lin Chou rolled his eyes and asked if he wanted to say that it was easier to get in than to get out...
However, that was not what Bao Er was thinking about. He was thinking: Which one is stronger, the rule-level stingy versus the big-willed level unlucky?
Needless to say, the unlucky attribute of the Warlock is so bad that even drinking cold water will clog your teeth.
However, it seems to be a good idea to put all the wealth he has saved in Lin Chou's place. The unlucky attribute of the warlock master always works well and sometimes fails in Yanhui Mountain.
Besides, even if the King of Heaven came here in person, he wouldn’t even think of cheating even half a dime out of the evil Boss Lin!
But, I always feel like something is wrong.
According to normal thinking, what should be the most unlucky situation in this situation...
The money is not spent, the people are gone??
"Fuck...bah, bah, bah..."
Bao Er was very smart and was frightened by his own thoughts.
"Tong Yan Wuji blows away in the strong wind, bah bah bah..."
Then Bao Er saw Lin Chou looking at him blankly. Bao Er grinned and said,
"Isn't it okay to be childish? Well, actually, I was born in the 2000s, and I was born in the 2000s. I just look a little anxious."
Lin Chou was speechless. A person whose mutated age almost broke the Mingguang record. Tell us that he is born in the 2000s? I can’t beat you to death!
After chatting with the two people for a while, Lin Chou returned to the kitchen to concentrate the cool abalone juice, and then divided it into small cans for storage.
The abalone juice that has gone through all the processes has a strong and indestructible sweet aroma, and the smell gives people a moist feeling like oil. The intense seafood flavor is completely reduced and turned into a deep mellow flavor. This is what it means.
The abalone juice that Lin Chou asked for.
The only drawback was that I poured a little too much soy sauce with a shake of my hand, and the color of the concentrated abalone juice was so black that it sparkled.
Lin Chou put the last can of abalone juice into the thermostat and stacked them neatly, her eyes flashing as she pinched her chin.
"The abalone juice is in place, then..."
"I have to go back to the alley for a walk in a few days. Hey, I wonder if the house at the end of the alley still raises geese?"
“Roasted goose is served with wine-roasted foie gras and abalone sauce and goose feet. This combination is totally unique.”
"Well, it definitely has nothing to do with the darkness of childhood. This is a chef's tireless and noble pursuit of delicious food."
If Boss Lin's face could also glow, it would have matched the flash frequency of his eyes by now.
When he turned around, he saw that half of Bao Er's face was stuck on the back door of the kitchen. It must have been stuck there for a long time, so much so that Lin Chou thought it would be great to have him stuck there for the rest of his life.
Bao Er said with a playful smile,
"Brother Chou, don't forget to take me with you when you go back to the alley. Well, I also really like to eat goose. I don't have any psychological shadow."
"roll."
"ヾ(￣▽￣)Bye~Bye~"
It's unbearable that a man of his age can still see Brother Tianchou shouting "Brother Changchou".
If you don’t repent, you are still shameless and imitating other people’s cuteness. Cute girls have a lot of overproduced cuteness that they can sell to improve their lives, supplement nutrition and grow their bodies. What the hell are you doing with your old melons and gourds selling them??
Lin Chou's brows suddenly wrinkled, and he tilted his ears to identify it carefully.
Three seconds later, his roar echoed throughout Yanhui Mountain,
"Aka! Go! Four dogs!!"
...
A few minutes ago, there was a mountain stream behind the mountain.
The sky was full of plump grass carps shining brightly, as if they were caught by invisible hands, struggling in vain and powerlessly.
These crispy meat fish have been carefully raised by Lin Chou and Goubi's system. The meat is crispy, firm, sweet and plump. Mr. Gungun is the best forerunner, which perfectly proves that the meat quality of these fish has reached sashimi level standards.
Gungun bit off the head of the crispy meat, spit it out with a sound, then handed it to Chi to wash it, remove the internal organs, and then folded it back into Gungun's palm.
"Kacha kacha~"
It was a joy to eat, and there was even a faint smell of alcohol emanating from it and the fish.
Of course, at this time, Si Gouzi is indispensable. This guy is very dog-eat and is wagging his tail at the side.
Well, shake it while eating.
The busty lady looked back while handling the fish,
"Lord Blood God... It's really close... The boss will kill us if he finds out..."
The big-breasted sister and the four-legged dog were skilled in their rolling movements and cooperated tacitly. They had killed dozens of big fish in less than a minute. It was obvious that they were already familiar with the process and had done this countless times.
The weather is pitiful, and the fish pond is full of disasters.
Not only do marmots cut off the water source, but even the borers in our own homes often worry about it. No wonder the distribution point has spent a lot of money since its establishment but has not made half of the money back.
Suddenly, a roar came.
The fish in Sigouzi's mouth was so frightened that it dropped to the ground, slapping its tail.
Its dog eyes were completely glazed over - the boss's voice, the boss found out, pills.
Chi was stunned for only a second,
"No, the boss found out... Lord Blood God, run away, I'll cover you! I'm just working overtime, I'm familiar with this business!"
Gungun was lying on his back on the rocky beach with a big belly. His legs, which were already very reluctantly raised, were snapped open by the fat. He rolled over and got up. His dark eyes rolled, and he came instantly. Got an idea.
Si Gouzi was suddenly shrouded in a shadow, shivering and whimpering.
"Ouch~woof↘"
rolling,
"Ouch!"
Si Gouzi shook his head pitifully at Mr. Gungun, and halfway through, he nodded under the intense gaze of Mr. Gungun.
Gungun was satisfied, so he grabbed the big-breasted sister and threw her over his shoulder, then flew up into the sky and disappeared.
The fish in the sky were no longer restrained by the gravity field and fell to the ground with clatter. Some of them drew incredible arcs like they had long eyes and launched a charge towards the poor Sigouzi's mouth.
[Super Kill* Water Splash Jump]
It wasn't until Sigouzi's mouth was full of fish that things became normal.
Needless to say, this is definitely a masterpiece from Gungun.
——Standing the blame D method, it’s good for you and me.
When Lin Chou arrived at the scene of the crime, he happened to see Si Gouzi, who was almost buried in the fish pile, performing an endless show of spraying live fish from his mouth.
"..."
Lin Chou was very angry.
The four-dog fish stopped spraying, put his head on the fish, put his legs up in the air, and swung his tail a few times. The big tail suddenly sent rocks weighing less than 100 kilograms flying like rain.
Lin Chou cursed angrily,
"roll!"
Si Gouzi looked at Lin Chou in disbelief,
"Oooh~woof?"
It wasn't until Lin Chou kicked him that the four dogs happily jumped up the mountain.
"There is no such thing as a worry-free person!"
Looking at the large pile of fish, Lin Chou didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"Yeah, he's quite fat, and he seems to be tall enough -"
...
In the afternoon.
New tripods made of bamboos were erected next to the well in the back mountain. There are twelve tripods in total, with horizontal poles placed between two tripods, and the tops are filled with plump and crispy meat.
The crispy meat grass carp is uniformly split from the back and spread out into slices. The new branches of the pepper and pepper trees are inserted through the gills of the fish, and the mouth of the fish is inserted in the opposite direction. The fish is hung on the crossbar. You can see that the fish body is stained with a slight blue color.
grains of salt and large red peppercorns.
"Buzz~buzz~"
A big green-headed fly as thick as a little finger flew from a distance, and the sound of its wings vibrating seemed to convey its desire for delicious food.
"Buzz~Boo~"
The blowfly froze suddenly, as if it had encountered an invisible mud. No matter how hard it flapped its wings, it could not move at all, and was just frozen in mid-air.
Less than five centimeters away from the blowfly, a colorful ape carried a wasp's waist... Well... in short, it was a wasp with a very good figure and an extremely powerful figure. It immediately discovered this fellow insect in trouble——
(Mutated Wasp: Oh, friend, your meat looks delicious, and by the way, your hat is also very sexy...)
The mutated, colorful hornet, which was more than three to five times larger than a blowfly, violently moved its wings and body. The point pointed by the gun tip actually moved a centimeter away, as if it was moving with an astonishing slowness in the asphalt.
Action swimming.
(Blowfly: mmp, I’m so panicked. I’m still four centimeters away from being eaten.)
If these two little things had good eyesight, they would be able to find that there may be hundreds or even thousands of hamsters around the bamboo rack used to dry crispy meat, forming a vague hemisphere, which is very standard.
"Ouch..."
Gungun leaned against the animal pen in boredom and scratched himself, holding his chin with two wet big bear paws and letting the river of saliva flow without moving, like a salted fish that was saltier than the guys hanging on the shelf.
Lin Chou took back part of the animal pen authority, and now Gungun is separated from the big fish by a pen, but it seems like eternity.
Lord Gungun stared blankly for a while,
"Woo..."
Finally, I couldn't help it anymore, and licked the two bear's paws vigorously, while looking at the salted fish on the shelf.
Boss Lin walked over slowly, first checked the results of the gravity field insect repellent, and felt a little happier.
So he asked casually,
"Hey, does it taste good?"
"Swish, swish, swish."
He was answered with endless licks and applause.
Not far away, Huang Dashan shook his head and sighed,
"Too cruel..."
A look of empathy.
After the moment of silence, Huang Dashan roared in a rough voice,
"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze. Why squeeze? You also take care of the housework?"
The eyes of a group of women who were stopped by Mr. Shan were about to spit out fire.
"Get out of the way. If you don't get out of the way, we may take action..."
"This is domestic violence!"
"Sir Gungun, how can you, Meng Linchou, be so cruel to me? How can you bear to do this to me... You are so heartless..."
The crowd was excited and the crowd was surging.
Shan Ye quietly enjoyed the waves that were more turbulent than the crowd,
"It's a dog's day, it's so cool!"
Look, active people always get their due rewards - for example, helping Lin Zi to wean off his offspring is all done voluntarily. There are not many good people like you, Grandpa Dashan, nowadays!