"Ah~ There are four turtles in the sewers?" George opened his mouth in amazement, listening to what Linga had seen last night.

Linga stirred the sauce in the pot and replied as he stirred, "Four big green turtles, George, bring me the spray can." ”

Reaching out and handing the empty spray can to Linga, George continued to ask, "Do you still have all kinds of weapons, do you still know kung fu?" ”

"There are sticks, nunchucks, katanas, and one more, if I remember correctly, it's a hand fork," Lin Jia scooped up the half-warm sauce and poured it into the spray can, and said: "If you do it, it's a genre on the island side, a small family spirit, and they are all newcomers, so they don't have any experience in cooperating." ”

"Huh...... So can they swim? The knife flashed in his hand, and the rectangular ham meat flashed, and the ham became evenly divided into equal pieces, which were spread out on the oiled hot iron plate and began the processing process.

"Swimming, I really haven't seen it, but since they're all turtles, they must be able to, right?" Linga said with some uncertainty, after all, it was a long time ago, and he hadn't heard anything for a long time before crossing over. Probably when I was bored in college, I saw a level of collecting memories of old things.

George stacks the fried ham on a plate so that the ingredients for the sandwich are almost ready. At the end of his life, George asked, "And what do they eat?" Algae, fish insects, or meat? ”

"Pizza!" Linga affirmed: "Thick cheese tomato smoke ham pizza." ”

"I really want to go and see it" George cut the bread and said yearningly, "Dad, will you take me there next time?" ”

Linga's hand paused and said, "It may be dangerous there, it's very ...... for you to follow."

"Whew!" , Ringa had a sound of breaking wind flying from the back of his head.

Through psychic sensibilities, and the messages carried through the air by air currents—most importantly, without the half-murderous aura and reminders from Otis, Linga could be pretty sure that it was George Jr. who threw the knife in his hand.

Lin Jia didn't turn his head, put his hand behind his head, and clamped his two fingers like this, and the dinner knife was caught by Lin Jia's fingers about three centimeters away from the hair on the back of Lin Jia's head.

"Ah, I didn't control ...... properly" Linga frowned and muttered as he looked at the obvious curvature of the blade of the table knife. Grab both ends of the knife with both hands and press it in the opposite direction of the bend, and the obvious bending amplitude can not be seen on the knife body.

In the past few days since he obtained the golden finger of the battle armor power, Lin Jia has been very sad. The power he suddenly got was not so easy to control, just like when he didn't know how to control the power when he crossed over, he squeezed the air with a wave of his hand and crippled the nightcrawler who was far more physically than ordinary people, and the park bench was shattered by him with a light press, if this should be on ordinary people, or little George...... Linga couldn't have imagined that.

As early as that night, Lin Jia thought of this possibility, so from that day on, Lin Jia never closed his eyes, for fear that he would accidentally let this power hurt others. However, in the past few days, except for a moment of negligence, not controlling the strength and destroying some public property, there has been no uncontrollable situation.

However, through the past few days, Lin Jia has been constantly groping for his current body, and the answers he has come up with have gradually made him feel indescribable and unclear.

Yourself, are you still human?

It is true that the holy sword is human, but the possessed golden finger holy sword is not. The human being in the background of the interstellar warframe is just a background board, and the composition of the warframe itself is only a virus, replicants and armor. At the beginning, the description of the virus infection in the game, the game company used Super Cthulhu's materials quite sadly, and the details were very exquisite, and the creepy feeling made Lin Jia remember it vividly - is it good to have this energy to maintain the server?

Linga is a hardcore player, and he couldn't be more familiar with the plot and background of the game. The terrible thing about the virus that makes up the Tiannuo warriors is that Linga knows very well, and if it spreads because of this power, God knows what terrible things will happen.

And whether he who has gained this power, whether he will be eroded by the void, whether he will be tormented by the pain of the virus and fall into madness—Linga does not feel that he has that kind of tenacious will and endurance.

“HELLO？”

"Huh?" Linga was interrupted by a voice and looked up at the place where the voice came from: "Hello, is there anything you need?" ”

The bright blonde hair like the afternoon sun hung down on the girl's shoulders, and a black crescent moon combed the long hair like a long river of tassels, preventing it from covering the beauty of her white skin. This is very rare in the European and American races, because of the light skin genetics, the pigment is very easy to precipitate into freckles, but like this girl, she can have this kind of skin without makeup, but Linga can rarely see it - in terms of the experience of the holy sword.

"Please give me a Chinese pancake, I want shrimp meat" The voice is crisp and pleasant, but it is calm, and with the sparkle in her eyes when talking about the dishes, it gives people a feeling of "this girl is very sincere".

However, Ringa's favorite thing to do is to say to self-righteous people - sorry, it's a show.

Linga refused, and he said embarrassedly, "Sorry, we haven't done anything yet, why don't you try our sandwiches?" ”

"So? Well, I can only say that I was unlucky," the girl said helplessly.

"Hmm......" Linga hesitated for a moment and said, "Why don't you come back later?" I'll prioritize yours when I'm ready? ”

"I'm sorry, but I'm going to try this flavor too, but I'm going to do an internship today, and I won't be leaving until seven o'clock in the evening after noon, and your food truck should be gone," the girl explained, her tone full of regret.

"Seven o'clock?" Lin Jia thought for a while, took the sticky note paper on the side and wrote, and then reached out and handed it over: "This is my phone, you call me before you get off work, and when you come out, you can see my fast food truck." ”

The girl was obviously frightened when she heard Lin Jia's words, and took the note with Lin Jia's phone number written in a daze and said, "You mean it really? ”

Linga nodded earnestly.

The girl asked suspiciously, "Why are you doing this, I don't have the money to pay the special fee." ”

Linga smiled, half serious, half teasingly and said, "Because I see the desire for food in your eyes, how can you not satisfy such a customer as a chef?" ”

George on the side finished watching the whole process, and when the girl left, he approached Linga, and said faintly: "Dad, you want to find me a stepmother, is she a little younger?" ”

Linga also said quietly: "There may have been this idea, but now it is gone. ”

George looked at Linga in bewilderment, but Linga obviously had no intention of explaining.

At this time, Lin Jia really regretted it very much, without him, just because this girl's name was Gwen Stacy, and she was doing an internship in the Osborne Group.

You ask Linga if he is surprised, is he surprised?

Linga said that the plot insertion was too blunt.