"It's been a month since I came into this world."

The sun rises in the east, and the morning light hovers in the sky.

Tang An lay on the balcony recliner, looking at the vast and rootless sea and sky, calculating the time from him to the present month.

This means that Don An can roll the dice.

You will get one chance to roll the dice once per calendar month.

Pulling off the light curtain, it is still simple and can't be put on the table, plain and simple to understand.

No user experience at all.

The dice are very skillful in spinning and jumping, and finally freeze at six o'clock.

The model airplane was just like the real thing, with a boom effect, and it stopped across six spaces.

The dazzling light disappeared, and an item appeared in front of Tang An's eyes.

"A bottle of perverted spicy laxatives, a bottle of antidote."

"Description: Drugs that can increase intestinal water, promote peristalsis, soften stool or lubricate the intestines to promote defecation, mainly used for functional constipation, divided into volumetric, irritating, lubricating, permeable, expansive, etc.

This laxative is colorless and odorless, and one drop has the effect of making the "daisy" hot and stinging and hollowing out the body and losing all its strength, so please take it carefully! ”

Not angry.

Tang An was not angry at all.

I've seen a lot of people who don't wear clothes, and I'm already normal.

Grass.

The more I think about it, the more unhappy I become, this dog thing!

Is this the opportunity to wait for a calendar month?

A bottle of laxatives?

If it doesn't matter if he is constipated and smokes this thing, but no!

Additionally What does perverted spicy mean? Isn't it colorless and odorless?

One drop has the effect of making the "daisy" hot and stinging, and hollowing out the body and losing all its strength.

Dare to love this perverted spicy is aimed at "daisies"?

Which brand is this?

Grass mud horse.

Tang An's pale face flushed with anger.

Now he doesn't want to see this shit Goldfinger.

Leaving the room and starting his daily daily training, Tang An tried to calm his mood with cultivation.

Shaved, he can now step on it up to 8 times.

It's a miracle.

I don't know if it's because I practice push-ups, sit-ups and other military martial arts basics every day, so that my body has surpassed that of normal adults, so I am so fast.

However, Tang An has a hunch that it is easy to step from one step to eight times, but it may be difficult to successfully step nine or ten times.

Just like a watershed, the difficulty increases exponentially.

But before Tang An could walk out of the room, his body convulsed and fell to the ground, his pale face was no longer bloodless, and at this moment he was as hideous as a ghost and curled up, like all the intestines were stirred together and chopped by a knife, and the suffocating pain swept through the entire soul.

Cancer flares up.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his whole body was as if he had been fished out of water, and there were sweat stains on the ground.

The point is that the light curtain appears on its own, but it is no longer the simple one, but the blood is drenched in scarlet, and a countdown appears.

Three months and seven days.

Tang An curled up, gritting his teeth and holding back.

The pain from this attack was far greater than the previous ones.

It took ten minutes for Tang An to almost faint before he gradually disappeared.

Lying on the ground on all fours, his clothes were soaked, Tang An looked at the ceiling and gasped.

The dense bloodshot in his eyes had not yet dissipated, and his palms were bloodied because his nails were deep in the flesh.

The terrifying scarlet curtain of light was right in front of him, and the three months and seven days above it were so dazzling.

Any fool can see what this time is.

He had three months and seven days left.

The appearance of this countdown to life disrupted Tang An's original plan.

He couldn't afford to waste any more time.

You'll have to find a way to hunt targets to draw rewards, and then travel to the New World to find the Healing Fruit.

With a move in his mind, the blood-red light curtain disappeared, and Tang An looked at the perverted spicy laxative that he had just extracted, and his eyes became fierce.

Getting up and taking a shower, Tang An changed his clothes and continued to cultivate as usual.

"Mr. Tang An, morning!"

"Morning!"

"Mr. Tang An, morning!"

"Sanji, got up so early today?"

Tang An looked at Sanji, still smiling and greeting.

"Today I researched a new dish and made it for Mr. Tang An at noon!"

Sanji was excited.

"Really? Then I'm looking forward to it. ”

Tang An beckoned and continued to run around Bharati.

Before you know it, the sun is already right in the middle of the sky.

Tang An came to the window seat in the hall on time, and Sanji also brought out the new dishes on time.

"Dessert?"

Looking at the cake dessert in front of him, Tang An looked at Sanji who was sitting opposite.

"Yes, as a chef, you have to know not only the characteristics of the various ingredients, but also how to combine them, and that's what I've been researching recently."

Sanji is serious, and his face is very serious.

"Then I'll taste it."

Under Sanji's expectant and apprehensive gaze, Tang An began to taste.

"How?"

"Well, it's delicious, it's the most delicious dessert I've ever had, Sanji, you're a genius, and you'll definitely be the world's number one chef in the future."

"I knew that Mr. Tang An still had vision, unlike the old man Zhepu, who was obviously jealous of my talent."

Sanji jumped up and was excited.

"Sanji, today is my birthday, can you teach me how to make this dessert cake?"

"Ahh Is it Mr. Tang An's birthday? ”

"Yes, this dessert cake of yours is the best gift I have ever received, everyone has taken great care of me during this time, I would like to take this opportunity to make a cake for myself, and I would like to thank some Mr. Zhep for them."

"Mr. Tang An, wrap it up on me."

Sanji patted his chest.

"Then let's make the cake! To make that kind of big cake with ten layers, don't tell Mr. Jep about them yet, and surprise them later! ”

Tang An sighed.

"Eun."

Sanji nodded hurriedly, and then the two sneaked to Sanji's small kitchen.

His own kitchenette.

The new dishes that Sanji researched before were all born from here.

"Bastard Sanji, he's lazy again."

Zhepu didn't see Sanji for a whole afternoon, and couldn't help but scold.

"I saw Sanji and Tang An staying in the small kitchen all the time, as if they were studying something."

Paddy digs his nostrils as he stir-fries.

"Really?"

Zhepu frowned slightly, thoughtfully.

Tang An has been staying here for more than twenty days, which is somewhat unusual.

Although he couldn't see anything, Zhepu always retained a sense of vigilance.

After all, he also came from intrigue and licking blood from the knife edge, and he should always be vigilant.

The sunset is rainbow, and the red glow on the horizon is meandering.

Tang An and Sanji pushed the cart, and a ten-layer cake appeared in the hall on it, delicate and beautiful.

Both the waiters and the guests attracted attention.

"Mr. Tang An, Sanji, what are you?"

"Who's on a birthday?"

Paddy and the others popped up from the kitchen, and even Jepp was alarmed.

"Today is my birthday, and this is the cake I made with Sanji, thank you for your care."

Tang An smiled.

"It turned out to be Mr. Tang An's birthday!"

"You should have told us in advance."

"No wonder you and Sanji have been in the small kitchen in the afternoon, it turns out that they are making cakes!"

"Happy birthday."

"This is Sanji's latest research dessert cake, so let's try it! But the shape was designed by me. ”

With a burst of birthday songs and blessings, the atmosphere of the whole hall came alive.

After making a wish, Tang An began to divide the cake, and everyone had it.