As soon as you enter the canyon, it is as deep as the sea, and from then on it is a passerby.

I don't know how long I fought in the canyon, and it wasn't until it was getting dark that Ling Ping'an raised his head and looked at the wall clock on the wall.

It's almost seven o'clock.

Touching his cooing belly, Ling Ping'an closed the game and opened the takeaway software.

He ordered a beef rice bowl as usual.

Then I searched last night's supper restaurant and found that I couldn't find it on the takeaway software.

He clicked on the search software again and searched for the name of the store 'Xiaoke Seafood', but there was no trace of this night snack shop on all the web pages.

"It seems that something really happened to this takeaway restaurant!" He sighed: "I finally found a delicious night snack restaurant, but it was gone...... What a pity! ”

His tongue is very tricky!

This is known from the fact that he only eats a fixed breakfast restaurant and a fixed takeaway restaurant.

Food, in front of his tongue, is almost impossible to hide!

Even if there is only a slight smell, his tongue can taste it keenly.

His tongue even tastes the cured taste of meat as it is processed.

Fresh or not, you can taste it in one bite.

Even the origin of the meat, he can taste it!

It's a natural chef's tongue!

Therefore, his cooking skills are also impeccable!

It's just that Ling Ping'an is too salty, but as long as he can order a takeaway that suits the taste, he won't do it himself.

It's like he would never go out shopping as long as he could make do with it.

Clothes are dirty and thrown away in the laundry.

Shower gel and shampoo are gone, so buy them online.

Get a haircut every three months and a physical examination every six months.

I don't necessarily go to the market once a year to buy vegetables.

The good news is that the nearby industrial park has gradually moved out, so there is no dust in the kitchen.

And because the climate of Jiangcheng is relatively dry, the rice and oil bought for the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner a few years ago are still clean.

Turn on the TV casually, and it's news time again.

"Since the beginning of summer, typhoons have hit the inland in many Nanyang countries!" The announcer's voice came out of the television set, and the television screen showed a typhoon-stricken inland area.

A large number of houses were blown down by the strong winds.

Countless buildings, submerged in floodwaters.

The helpless victims were full of melancholy.

"At the request of the Kingdom of Luzon, the Republic of Lanfang, the Kingdom of Sriwijaya and the Kingdom of Cochin, the Federal Imperial Natural Disaster Relief Force will begin to provide necessary technical support and personnel guidance to the affected areas in the local area!"

"At the same time, the Cabinet Center of the Federal Empire will hold a cabinet meeting tomorrow to discuss and vote on the resolution on sending troops to assist the disaster-stricken countries!"

Ling Ping'an looked at the news and sighed silently.

To be honest, if he hadn't watched the news, he would have almost forgotten that there are so many neighboring countries in Nanyang.

These small countries, like pearls, are connected in the South Seas.

Once upon a time, the countries in the region were tributary states and vassal states of the ancient federal empire.

Before and after the establishment of the Federal Empire, the region was occupied and infiltrated by Qin and Lu colonists.

After the establishment of the Federal Empire, of course, such a violation of benevolence and morality could not be allowed to continue.

As a result, with the support of Taizu and Taizong of the Federal Empire, the Nanyang countries won their independence one after another.

Then, they became part of the economic circle of the Federal Empire.

In general, they have no presence.

Because they are all too small, they are basically exporters of agricultural products or raw materials.

It is only when there is a natural disaster and assistance is needed that the people of the Federation will appear.

After all, unlike Fuso and Silla, they themselves have long-term close contacts with the Federal Empire, and unlike these two countries, they have to promote a referendum on joining China every three or five times, and they are full of presence, and it is difficult for people to ignore them!

After reading the news, the takeaway was also delivered.

The Fuso girl was as lively as ever, she put the takeaway lunch box on the counter, and enthusiastically introduced: "Lingsang, this is the beef rice bowl you want!" ”

"Today's beef is top-quality Wagyu beef carefully selected from the Osaka area, so I hope you enjoy it!"

"In addition, you will be given an extra sea urchin soup!"

Ling Ping'an listened, and he couldn't help but move his index finger.

"Senya-chan is really thankful!" He said, "Every time, he specially prepared the best food for me!" ”

Recently, the level of takeaway at the Chiba family has really improved in a straight line.

Ling Ping'an's tongue tasted it as soon as he tasted it, and it was all made of top-quality ingredients.

The standard has been greatly improved compared to the past, but the price has not increased.

In this regard, Ling Ping'an is really grateful to those rich capitals.

It's really great!

The more capitalists of these, the better!

Of course, he is also very grateful to Michiko Chiba and her family, without their superb cooking skills, he would not have been able to eat such a good food.

"You're welcome!" Michiko Chiba bowed deeply: "The satisfaction of the guests is our honor!" ”

This little fox girl of Fuso really feels that her life is full of light recently!

With the injection of federal capital, she and her family's food business are really rising step by step.

The guests are satisfied, and her family can still make money.

Her mother has been preparing to buy a house lately!

This is one of the highest aspirations of all refugees: to have a property of their own in this country.

So the little fox girl's heart is now full of gratitude.

Gratitude for the country, gratitude for the guests you meet, and gratitude for life.

This fills her with joy all the time.

The whole person is always filled with happiness.

Sending off the cheerful little girl of Fusang, Ling Ping'an took the takeaway food box, sat at the counter, and ate deliciously.

Best, the kitten, squatted beside him, and from time to time he got a piece of beef or a spoonful of sea urchin soup.

Sweeping away the food, Lingping patted his stomach with satisfaction.

"Cool!" He said.

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Elizabeth's arm suddenly turned into a multi-barreled Gatling cannon.

The steam turbine in her body was running at high speed, and the flesh was pumped into it, converted into a huge amount of energy, and then turned into depleted uranium armor-piercing bullets full of mechanical brilliance.

Bang bang!

The heir of the evil god on the opposite side was shattered by the depleted uranium armor-piercing bullet she fired.

The tentacles were directly broken.

Its massive body, staggering, collapsed, sending up countless clouds of dust and smoke.

Elizabeth opened the Gospel of the Machine, and the iron will manifested in her.

She stepped forward and chanted the Gospel of the Machine.

"Ring the bell once, push the lever, start the piston and the engine ......"

As she chanted, the descendant of the evil god who had collapsed was gradually dissolved by the power of steel.

In the end, the flesh and blood of this huge evil god heir were condensed into a crystal clear crystal.

This is a much purer spar than the previous Evil God Crystal.

It's what Elizabeth was looking for, too.

"Twenty-five!" She counted the hedrons she had gotten, "I can already go back into the fog and buy the more sacred mechanical tomes!" ”

She thought about her experience in the fog.

At the end, the Lord of the Mists said, "Of course, with machinery and steel, to take it from the evil god and his minions!" ”

"Twenty-five, that should be almost enough!"

So, she set off, transforming herself into a mechanical flying machine and returning in the direction of the steel altar.

An hour later, she landed at the steel altar.

Countless believers, looking up at her, this mechanical nun, steel bhikshunis.

The elect of the spirit of all machines, the son of the Gatling Bodhisattva in the south.

The mechanical guard, who had been sleeping on the steel altar, also lifted his head from the steel of the altar.

"You're back!?" It says, "I'm ready!" ”

Its mission was understood on the day it came.

It is to become a guard, a guard of this altar of steel.

Elizabeth nodded at it, then turned to the devout believers.

"I'm going to meet a great master!" She said, "I will ask Him for the Scriptures!" ”

"My Buddha is compassionate!" She clasped her hands together: "I will be blessed with a smooth journey, seek the true scriptures, and purify all sentient beings!" ”

"My Buddha is compassionate!" One by one, the believers put their hands together.

The flashlight is turned on and the light source shines forward.

The fog gradually rose from all sides.

Elizabeth looked back at her people, and then stepped into it without hesitation.

As soon as she fell into the fog, as last time, Elizabeth immediately felt that all the nano armor on her body was on standby.

Even the will of steel began to fade.

She was transformed back into a mortal mortal in the flesh.

Ahead, only the light source of a flashlight illuminates the road.

She raised her head and looked into the distance, a light flickering in the depths of the mist.

Elizabeth's heart suddenly rose with an incomparably pious faith.

She knew that it took sincerity to seek the true scriptures.

In her quantum brain, there are many stories of ancient monks in the East who sought the true scriptures.

So, she slowly leaned down and kowtowed step by step.

Pious and steadfast, moving slowly through this fog.

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Ling Ping'an yawned.

He's already a little tired.

But looking at the document on the computer screen, he smiled heartily and gratifyingly.

Today, in one day, 8,000 words were written!

Really diligent and hard-working!

Ling Ping'an felt that the editor-in-chief should give him an annual diligent author award!

After all, being able to code out 8,000 words in the spare time of fishing is not something that anyone can do.

Even if it's the Central Plains Five Whites, I'm afraid it won't work!

Turning off the computer, Ling Ping'an stood up, hugged the kitten Best, and walked to the door, about to close the door.

Suddenly, he saw a figure standing up in the fog outside.

He pushed open the door and looked closer, only to find that it was the Gentile guest from the previous day.

Ling Ping'an looked at her, and suddenly felt a little empty.

After all, the spar she mortgaged here last time seems to have been lost by herself!

He scratched his head, but finally smiled and stepped forward: "Guest, here you are again!" ”

"Come in!"

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