No way.

No matter what world it is, what girl doesn't like stinky beauty?

From the moment Li Zhenguang took over the stainless steel bowl in his hand, the attention of Paris Figki and Debbie Oyari was completely stunned by what they were holding.

The world is not without mirrors.

However, as in ancient times on the other side of the earth, metal lenses were hand-polished.

Whether it is clarity or perfection, how can it be compared with the stainless steel bowl in front of you?

As mentioned earlier, the things printed by the equipment doppelganger, whether it is material or quality, are absolutely first-class and perfect.

If it weren't for the bowl-like structure that restricts its reflection conditions, it would seem that the shape of the figure has changed a lot.

If it can be flattened, it can be used as a real mirror.

The effect is even more delicate and clear than that of a mirror on the other side of the earth.

This is the charm of super technology, and it is extremely unique in the micro field and manufacturing field.

It was from this moment that Parisa Fickie and Debbie Oyaree officially saw their true colors.

This is the first time in my life since I was a child.

Even the pores on the face can be seen clearly.

For a while, the two of them were really fascinated by the scene in front of them.

Even with hot food in his hands, he was in no mood to notice it.

"Oops! It's so hot!"

Suddenly, Debbie Oyarry screamed and quickly put the thing in her hand back on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, he ran to the waterhole and put his palm inside, and the uncomfortable expression on his face eased a little.

Disturbed by the exclamations, Parisa Fizzy returned to her normal state.

She glanced at Debbie Oyari's embarrassed figure, and paid no more attention to the other person's startled words and actions, and focused all her attention on the food in the bowl.

It's a rich aroma, not just meaty.

Paris Fizzy only sniffed it slightly, and she could easily tell the difference.

Growing up in a powerful family, she is very particular about the details of various diets.

Even if I was in the barracks this year, I ate coarse tea and light rice, and lived a life of lack of salt and oil.

Still, she came to her conclusion right away.

However, if she has never seen it, she has never seen it, and after all, she has no way to imagine those things that she has never touched in a vacuum.

These stewed meat condiments from the other side of the world have been optimized and selected countless times by generations of culinary experts.

Even if there are similar products in this world, who will discover and excavate them?

I'm afraid that those people prefer to spend all their time and energy on how to become a monk or how to improve their cultivation.

"Wow!"

Parisa Figki took a soft sip.

Sure enough, it was an extremely tasty broth.

In the thick aroma of meat, there is no trace of its unique fishy smell.

It's just that there seems to be more than one ingredient in this soup.

On the contrary, it seems to be mixed with a variety of varieties, resulting in an extremely layered taste.

They match each other perfectly, without any abruptness or discomfort.

It can be seen that this is the result of careful cooking by the owner's family.

Paris Fiqi couldn't help but glance at Li Zhenguang and found that the other party was just a mere first-class monk.

The most outrageous thing is that there is actually a big-bellied monster lying on its shoulder? worry-free Chinese network

Could it be that this is the other party's pet?

Oh, my God!

He actually made a pact with a pot-bellied monster?

This unexpected discovery surprised Parisa Fickie.

Could it be that this is one of the main reasons why the other party gave up the pursuit of further cultivation and turned all their minds to diet?

What is the reason for this?

Give up on yourself, or break the can?

Whatever one may say, these are the signs of weakness.

While a trace of pity welled up in her heart, Paris Fiqi was more contemptuous of Li Zhenguang.

Once a woman has a dislike for a person of the opposite sex, the consequences can be imagined, and it is basically difficult to regain her favor.

Immediately, Parisa Fickie's mind completely shifted to the food in her hand.

She ignored the man who had lost interest and began to gobble it up.

Delicious, very tasty.

Even though he grew up in a powerful family, to put it bluntly, he has never eaten such delicious food.

Wait a minute.

Is this a Warcraft?

Suddenly, Parisa Figki sensed the presence of demonic energy in the soup.

She couldn't help but be taken aback.

That guy actually slaughtered a monster to use as an ingredient?

Isn't the other party afraid of causing and effecting the relationship for himself?

Or is he trying to force his pet to leave voluntarily in this way?

Paris Figki is really drunk.

Who is this man in front of him?

This guy would rather fall back into the realm of a mortal than survive at the level of a low-level monk?

Such a personality is too self-indulgent, right?

Parisa Fiqi's contempt for Li Zhenguang immediately increased a few points.

If there was still a trace of mercy before, it is completely deserved at this moment.

Such a man is a waste of food when he lives, he is simply a waste.

In that case, I used him as a waste.

Take it back to the barracks directly, let him get himself food every day, so that the other party can really experience the "benefits" of being a mortal.

If you don't make it, you can save this depraved youth who has completely lost his way.

Suddenly, such an idea came to Parisa Figi's heart.

Of course, she would never admit that she was going back to get herself a free chef.

Facing another high-ranking monk, she would never dare to have such an idea.

However, a junior monk really doesn't care about it.

Especially since she had that sense of contempt, Li Zhenguang is a very small existence in her mind.

There is no disgust, at best, it is just ignorance.

For a person who has no sense of existence, she naturally doesn't need to ask for the other party's opinion, and directly makes decisions for that guy.

"Wow! This soup is delicious! ”

Debbie Oyari, who had recovered her strength, immediately picked up her stainless steel bowl as soon as she left the pool, took a small sip, and then shouted out as if she had discovered a new world.