The problem of taste and color is solved, and the problem of shape is still not well solved, but it seems that it is only a matter of time and experience.

"What are you thinking?" Su Muqin saw Meng Jian stop in a daze, so she asked him.

"I'm thinking...... If we only managed to fry a few fritters, the task would have been too easy. Although the fritters we are frying now are not like each other, I think that after our careful study and figurative thinking, we will still blow up decent fritters after all, right? Meng Jian muttered to himself, always feeling as if he had missed something, or had neglected to consider some important clues.

He almost couldn't resist the urge to use the tips.

No, this mission has just begun, and maybe the real clues haven't come out yet! Just like that 'sequential' mission, the clues appear one by one, such as the phone at the front desk of the hotel, the car radio, the electronic screen on the pedestrian street, and so on...... In the end, all the clues came together, and he found the real way out.

It's obviously not appropriate to use a tip at the beginning of a mission.

Also, the machetes and health kits you bought from the item shop haven't been useful, at least after they've come in handy, and if there are still no new clues, consider using the tips.

Although he felt that this task was a bit nonsensical, Meng Jian knew that according to the consistent urine nature of the mission, even if any task was clueless at the beginning, or even made people feel nonsensical, there would still be a reasonable explanation in the end.

There is only one useful clue at the moment. It's the subject of the task, all the tasks that have been done before. The themes are extremely important clues, and some even point out the way out. Therefore, the theme of this mission will definitely be one of the important clues of this mission.

Since there are no other clues, let's follow the most obvious clue first, and if you can't find the best recipe and forming method, you can study and explore it yourself, and in the end you can always fry a pot of more decent fritters, right?

Meng Jian and Su Muqin started the boring research work of fried fritters again, and a few hours later, Meng Jian still continued to study, repeatedly frying the dough, but Su Muqin was tired and a little unbearable.

"It's not fun to play. It's not fun at all, can you change it to something else?" Su Muqin asked Meng Qian.

"This is a task, not a game, and you can't change it if you don't complete it. Meng Jian shook his head.

"Brother Meng, Uncle Meng, I admit that I shouldn't have wanted to eat fritters in the morning, I confessed my mistake to you, I won't eat fritters if I am killed in the future, don't you fry them anymore, okay?" Su Muqin even began to wonder if Meng Jian was because she ate fritters. So he was punishing her, making her want to vomit whenever she saw fritters in her life.

"I don't want to blow it up...... Either you can rest and I'll continue with this task. Meng Jian said to Su Muqin a little helplessly.

Su Muqin looked at Meng Jian for a while, feeling that he didn't seem to be angry or something......

"You can rest for a while, too. Too tired, don't get tired. Su Muqin stood up and persuaded Meng Jian again.

"I have to hurry up and fry the fritters, we probably don't have much time. Meng Jian knew that as the task progressed. The more you get to the back, the more dangerous it will be, so it's better to take advantage of the fact that it's still calm. Let's fry the fritters first, and then find new clues before we can start the next plan.

"I think so. If this is really a mission, and it uses a machete and a medical kit, it means that this task is likely to involve fighting, and you also say that your machete is used to cut zombies or something, I think that after night, it is likely to become dangerous, if we want to continue to study fried fritters, we must first find a safer place, otherwise once it is night, those zombies rush over, we don't have a good defensive position to defend, and then we will be caught off guard. Su Muqin said to Meng Conversion. She has played a lot of similar games with Meng Wei, and she has some experience with it.

"You're right, but what we're going to face at night is not the zombies in the game, but the ghosts in reality, these ghosts are different from the zombies in the game, and they can't be defended by using the terrain, even if you hide in a secret room with four walls and an iron door, those ghosts can still penetrate the wall and come to the room to kill you. Meng Jian continued his research on fried fritters, and then replied to Su Muqin a few words.

"That'...... According to what you said, these ghosts are so powerful, how can we deal with those ghosts?" Su Muqin asked Meng Conversion.

"This machete in my hand, and ...... The truth. Meng Jian replied to Su Muqin.

"The truth?"

"Yes, the truth is the best weapon to kill ghosts, the machete can hack the imp to death, but the imp can never be killed, only the truth can stop and kill the real mission boss. Meng Jian said to Su Muqin.

"The truth you said is in the fritters fried in this oil pot? I don't think there will be any truth in these fritters?" After listening to Meng Yi's story, Su Muqin was still confused.

"The fritters haven't been fried yet!"

"What if it's blown up? Do you use the fried fritters to fight the boss? or...... Will a truth suddenly pop out of the fritters?" Su Muqin looked disbelieving.

"It's a nightmare difficulty mission, and if it's so easy to find out the truth, it can't be called a nightmare mission. Meng Jian couldn't answer Su Muqin for the time being.

"Then it seems that this fritter still has to be fried...... It's just that when you fry fried fritters, don't be so strict, okay?Tell me about the tasks you went through before?Maybe I can help you come up with some clues?" Su Muqin walked back to help Meng Conversion, and then said to him.

Meng Jian glanced at Su Muqin...... He remembered the first trial mission he had done, the trial mission he saved.

However, he didn't want to talk to her about the mission.

Then ...... Let's start with the second task.

While frying the fritters, Meng Jian told Su Muqin the stories of the tasks he had experienced before, and the time passed unconsciously, and the sky slowly darkened.

After more than six hours of hard work, Meng Jian and Su Muqin finally fried a few decent-looking fritters, which roughly looked no different from the fritters fried on the early stall outside.

How good it tastes......

It's really hard to say, because Meng Jian and Su Muqin tried to eat the fritters today and were already full of bitterness and wanted to vomit, and he and Su Muqin couldn't taste the fried fritters anymore, unless someone came over to help them taste them now.

"You're going through too difficult tasks, aren't they? Su Muqin was still immersed in the tasks that Meng Jian had said.

"This fritter should be qualified, right?" Meng Jian didn't answer Su Muqin's words, but looked at it carefully with a chopstick.

"Did you find any new clues in this fritter?" Su Muqin also looked at the fritter and asked Meng Conversion.

"Not yet. Meng Jian stared at the fritters in front of him with some dejection. Obviously, this fritter doesn't suddenly turn into a beautiful woman and then open her mouth to tell him some clues or something.

He has fried more than 100 fritters, big and small, and the last few should be considered qualified, right? Why haven't there been any new clues?

Could it be that the previous judgment was wrong?

Since the theme of this mission is fried fritters, it must be related to fried fritters, the old fritter shop was burned, so he and Su Muqin had to start the stove again to develop the frying method of fried fritters by themselves, and this path should not be any worse.

Now the fritters have finally managed to blow up, but why haven't new clues emerged?

Didn't blow up enough?

Then ...... Let's continue to fry it.

Meng Wei fried dozens of fritters in one go, and after gaining experience, his fritters are getting better and better, and the more they are fried, the more they are fried, the more they are fried, according to Su Muqin, there is no difference from the fritters on the early stalls outside.

It's just that new clues to the mission still haven't appeared.

In fact, sometimes the simpler the task, the more difficult it is to do, just like the current task of frying fritters, which makes Meng Jian feel a little at a loss.

"When will it be fried?" Su Muqin was deflated again, and looked at Meng Jian pitifully, she really, really regretted that she had proposed to Meng Jian this morning about eating fritters, if the time could be repeated, she would not eat fritters if she was killed.

Do you want to punish people like this?

"No more bombing. Meng Jian was also disheartened, threw down the chopsticks that fried fritters and sat down in front of the restaurant, looking at the street and pondering.

It was already dark outside the restaurant.

Fortunately, the street lights are bright, so although the street looks gloomy, it is still bright.

After smelling the fragrance of fried dough sticks, a dirty stray dog ran over to Meng Jian and Su Muqin, wagging its tail vigorously and looking at the two with a flattering expression.

"Poor dog......" Su Muqin was full of love, and hurriedly took a fritter and handed it to the stray dog, the stray dog looked a little hungry, and after a while, he ate the fritter completely, and then wagged his tail at Su Muqin.

"Our fried fritters look pretty good! Dogs love to eat them!" Su Muqin said to Meng Jian in surprise.

"If you give it a lump of flying, it will eat happily. Meng Jian replied to Su Muqin with a look of pity.

"Hey...... Can you not speak so vulgarly?" Su Muqin glanced at Meng Conversion, but she also knew that Meng Conduity was not in a good mood at this time. (To be continued......)