(Spicy Chicken doesn't deserve a subscription, I accept the reality)

"It's five minutes, hurry up!"

The voices of the two assistant teachers sounded again at an inopportune time, and the horses could not go up the mountain, and in order to supervise, they had to follow the soldiers up the hill.

Only officers above the fourth level can not go into battle in person, wearing the rank of the last rank, except for the fact that they can bully and bully a group of big-headed soldiers in peacetime, there is really no top treatment.

The soldiers got up slowly, straightened their guys and continued on their way. When he went down the mountain, there were already sporadic raindrops falling on the armor and shields of these people, and Bai Leng took a thick step from his backpack and put it on his head, and he folded it into a hood and cloak after two or three strokes.

"Put it away, you're going to be unlucky when those two grandsons see it." Behind him, a gray-haired veteran patted him.

"Huh? I can't make my own raincoat? ”

"Pulling training was originally only allowed to bring the prescribed equipment," the veteran's eyes swept around in Bai Leng after spending 10 gold coins directly on the dimensional space bag that changed the style to a small satchel on the client: "You were born with such a good baby, and the mother goddess is too partial." ”

"Want to either? I can't take it away if I want you. ”

After teasing Uncle Bing, Bai Leng hesitated for a moment and ripped the raincoat off his body, letting his face feel the more and more wild rain elves.

Suddenly feeling a little thirsty, he took out the kettle and shook it, remembering that the last sip seemed to be finished on the top of the mountain, so he had no choice but to stuff it back and play with the rain with his tongue.

Rong Zixin really couldn't stand it, and handed over a kettle: "You seem to be a little mentally retarded, you know?" ”

"You must learn from me how to talk to people." Bai Leng took the kettle and said seriously: "There are N different expressions in that sentence just now, such as you are really childlike, such as the rain is very dirty, drink mine, such as ......"

Rong Zixin accelerated to the front without saying a word.

"Why am I always surrounded by people who have no sense of humor?" Bai Leng pulled out the spout, the spout of the pot came to his mouth, suddenly paused, and said to himself: "It doesn't seem like this before, am I really crazy?" ”

After self-analysis for a long time, the results he got made him unacceptable for a while, so he simply didn't accept it. Bai Leng took a big sip, well, and a little sweet, with glucose?

So I went down for most of it in one go, leaving some stuffed backpacks to drink later.

After crossing the mountain, there was a forest in front of it, and I heard from the other soldiers that two more swamps were crossed, and the end of the forest was the end of the route.

Rong Zixin walked silently in front of Bai Leng and glanced to the side from time to time, and Bai Leng also looked around, expecting to find some slightly more advanced ingredients like beef liver mushrooms.

Bai Leng also saw the sky-high fish loin at the auction and remembered that the ingredients are also graded, which gave him a new idea.

In the past, whether it was [Rosemary Roasted Cave Rabbit], [Tomato Sauce Pork Chop], or [Iceberg Snow Lotus], they were all cooked with ordinary C-class ingredients, so if the rabbit meat or pork I used was B-class high-quality, wouldn't I be able to make a higher-level dish?

There are not many posts about chefs on the forum, and most of the players who choose this as a life profession are because they can play tricks in their daily lives or are cooking enthusiasts, thinking that they can have a little more advantage over others.

However, they forgot one thing, this is a magical online game in the Western context, and the ready-made recipes are basically what kind of bowl soup, barbecue, bread and dessert or something, as for their own scrambled eggs with tomatoes or boiled meat slices or something, they are just ordinary finished dishes, and they don't even have the qualifications to name them, and the effect is only based on the amount of your dish plus the corresponding satiety.

So most people were angry for a while and posted a complaint about Midi's discrimination against Chinese food, the chef industry eating jujube pills, etc., and then there was no new movement.

This restriction is nothing to Bai Leng , in the vast list of recipes in his mind, the proportion of Chinese food has not accounted for one-fifth, and most of them are still learned from Li Desan, and he has never had the opportunity to try.

Go back and make a chicken soup with 10,000 mushrooms. Bai Leng thought as he walked, the fat man's restaurant didn't know how it was going, and there was no news in the past few days.

Tsk, it's only been a few days that I've had so many messy thoughts in my head. He shook his head and continued to look for mushrooms in the trunk or grass next to him.

Looking for it, I suddenly felt a little dizzy, Bai Leng took out the game time and took a look, there are still more than four hours, that is, I only played for six hours today, and I haven't worked as long as the program apes in some private companies.

"Isn't it, the body is already so bad?" Bai Leng rubbed his head, intending to endure it.

However, this vertigo, which he knew at some point, tended to get worse and worse, and it wasn't until he saw that everything had been ghosted, and he suddenly realized that it was not his body's problem.

"it!"

If he could do it all over again, he would definitely choose to trust Rong Zixin's intuition unconditionally.

He was not the only one, the whole team began to shake, and the order that had been relatively stable was suddenly thrown into chaos, some soldiers had fallen to the ground with their heads in their hands, and some kept moaning in unconscious pain. Moan, howl, howl, and then there is no sound.

Less than half a minute later, the scene in front of him was already very blurry, and his senses were very restricted, even Rong Zixin fanned his big-eared melon seeds wildly, and it felt like he was stroking his face.

Even so, the character panel could still be seen clearly, and Bai Leng tried all his strength to shoot a swear word out of his throat, but he could only make a struggling "ho-ho" sound like a person who was about to suffocate.

[Mental Poison]: You are affected by the poison [Drunken Beauty], 80% of your senses, 80% of your strength, 80% of your agility, 80% of your constitution, and your weakness lasts for 12 hours.

"it!"

The system is still for the sake of the player, and when you fall into this state, except for not being offline, other tools can be used normally.

Bai Leng hurriedly called up the keyboard, typed frantically with ten finger contacts, and a simple sentence was sent to Rong Zixin for a long time due to excitement.

"That water is poisonous! Why give me this water! ”

Rong Zixin replied quickly: "I really didn't expect it, I'm sorry, but now is not the time to talk about this." ”

"Damn, you've fed me this poison, am you really drunk, who will come to plot a city defense force? Do you think there's a lot of lean meat on your body and grab it back and roast it? ”

In a misty dark green vision, the black shadow belonging to Rong Zixin suddenly flashed to the side and disappeared.

"Hey, hey, where have you been, hey, you're talking!" Bai Leng frantically called out to no avail, so he had to try to sit up straight, turn his head to capture it himself, but suddenly his chest was numb, the back of his head hurt, and his vision was occupied by a black shadow with a larger outline.

"Those who go to Nima dare to kick Lao Tzu, [Plague Messenger], I remember, when Lao Tzu comes back to life, you will die." It took a few seconds for Bai Leng to blink an eye, but that didn't stop him from making a hideous expression. (To be continued.) )