(The title of the previous one is wrong, it should be one hundred and fifty-one chapters)

"Wow wow wow, enough is enough, too much"!

Seeing the punk throw the big water balloon over, Kang Kai was in a hurry for a while, his vindictive spirit couldn't control so many things at the same time, so he could only throw down the iron pot first, then roll up the water balloon and the salt pile, peel off a part of the neat water, and finally wrap the excess water ball around Bahanger.

"Okay, now it's time to show off the real cooking."

Kang Kai shook the iron pot full of water, and then put the packed rabbit inside.

"Next is the dice".

The huge rabbit couldn't fit into the pot completely, so Kang Kai cut the rabbit into small pieces of three centimeters square with his fighting spirit.

After dealing with the most important ingredient - rabbit, Kang Kai bent down and pulled out more than a dozen crooked young grasses on the grass, and said to himself:

"Although this wild grass can be found everywhere, it is indeed an excellent seasoning, and we often use it to make soup in our hometown."

When he stood up again, there was already a handful of green and crystalline blades of grass in his hand, and there was not a trace of earth on the white rhizome, and the curved form of the grass was extremely elegant in the light of the setting sun.

Kangkai chopped the blades of grass along with the grass roots and put them in the pot.

"Okay, it's your duty to heat up next, remember to control the temperature, this is just an ordinary iron pot, don't burn!"

"Don't worry, I'm a mage who is good at alchemy."

Punk glanced at Kang Kai, and then released a ray of flame in his hand, the bright fire light drilled into the bottom of the iron pot as if it had life, and Kang Kai also condensed a little fighting spirit to act as the lid of the pot, and soon, a pot of grass stewed rabbit was about to be completed.

Kang Kai couldn't wait to remove the lid of the pot, he leaned his head over and took a deep breath, and couldn't stop admiring in his mouth:

"Mmmm, it's a wonderful taste, I can't wait to try it."

Punk also looked at the pot of stew with some curiosity, only to see that the rabbit meat cooked by the high flame had turned a kind of pink red that could be broken, and there were some green blades of grass floating in the soup in the pot, and a smell of grass and meat mixed with the smell of grass and meat lingered in the small camp.

I have to say that the broth made by Kangkai is really appetizing.

Even unconscious people will be awakened by the scent, which is not an exaggeration!

"Ahem, Moradin is on top, this tastes so good, it's no worse than the noodle soup of our Hammer Tribe's lacklustre cook Coco.........

Wait, no, what's going on, where is this Bahange?"

At some point, Bahanger, who was half wrapped in a balloon of water and only had his head in the air, woke up from his coma under the attraction of the aroma of the broth.

Bahange, who was still unable to move because of the burning muscles and nerves all over his body, first focused on the delicious broth.

"I really can't see that this guy is still a hidden foodie."

The punk looked at the golden Bahange with disdain, and the dwarf looked like he hadn't eaten for two or three days.

"It's really strange, why did this guy Bahange recover so quickly, could it be the reason for the healing potion in Kangkai's hand?"

Seeing Bahange wake up, Punk felt very unexpected, although it was a matter of time before a dwarf with a strong body woke up, but his injuries were inevitably healed too quickly, and such a large-scale magic burn was definitely not something that could be done with just one or two bottles of "healing potions".

Kang Kai saw that Bahange was genuinely happy when he woke up, he quickly put down the soup pot, took out a bottle of ordinary-looking healing potion from the ring, and strode towards Bahange.

"Haha, I knew a dwarf like you wouldn't die so easily, but you're really good at timing it, and you woke up just in time, and the broth was just done."

Unlike Kang Kai's enthusiasm, Punk sat by the fire and did not move, he looked at the potion in his hand with a thoughtful look.

"Sure enough, isn't the medicine in Kangkai's hand ordinary?"

Punk glanced coldly at Kang Kai's space necklace, in his heart, the Ranger represents a level of danger, and a Ranger who can output and regenerate blood is too terrifying.

But now is not the time to fight, and when the Golem No. 1 is repaired, or more arrangements are made to deal with Kangkai, this guy will not fly out of thin air, and there is no need to risk it in the worst period of his current state.

So, thinking so, Punk decided to concentrate on eating the broth in front of him, although as a half-primeval elf, he liked foods like fruits more, but this grassy broth also had a unique charm.

Before Bahang's appetite was yet seated, the punk took the opportunity to use his magic to bind a large portion of the broth.

"Well, it tastes good."

Punk carefully tastes the deliciousness of the broth in his mouth, the meat pieces that are carefully cut into the soup by the fighting spirit are fat but not greasy, the muscles are smooth and tender, the aroma of grass is full of whirlwind between the lips and teeth, and with the fusion of punk alchemy techniques, Kangkai's soup can be said to stew the aromatic essence of the entire grassland.

Soon, all three of them sat down around the flames summoned by Punk, oh no, Bahange, who couldn't move in the water balloon, was standing, but in front of the two tall men, Punk and Conkey, he was only as tall as the two of them were sitting.

Bahange was drinking the soup with his head up, and the next moment he got the bowl, the impatient dwarf swallowed all the pieces of meat and bones, and in less than three seconds, he drank the rest of the broth without stopping.

After drinking the soup, Bahanger threw down the soup bowl and sighed with emotion:

"It's so delicious, I think of the taste of my hometown again......... Hometown, hometown......... Where's my hammer?"

"You only now remember, how could Moradin, the god of forging, have a believer like you"?

Punk and Conkai both looked speechlessly at Bahange, who was looking for a hammer.

In the end, it was Punk who told him the sad truth.

"Your hammer was smashed by Tishachar, and if you go back now, you might be able to pick up a few more pieces......"

"Damn, ah, damn Tishachar, that's my ancestral hammer, I just threw it away, if I don't have anything to gain, how can I explain it to my father in the kingdom of God, although my grandfather said that the battlefield is the best place for you to return to weapons, but what will I use to strike iron in the future, I don't even have any materials."

The dwarf grumbled hysterically, and kept looking at Konkai's punk storage magic items, and his eyes were almost like a sign that read "My share of the loot".

The scene was very embarrassing for a while.........

You know, Tishachar is not a mage, so it won't experiment endlessly, so there will be no alchemy materials on her at all, and even Kang Kai can't look down on a few hundred gold coins with only a few hundred gold coins.

After more than ten seconds of silence in long hair, Kang Kai reluctantly spoke.

"Well, Mr. Bahanga, it's better to mourn, Tishachar has a bunch of poisons and antidotes out there, and there's nothing to spoil, so you'd better rebuild a hammer."

Kang Kai didn't seem to want to tell Bahanger about the legendary equipment, because the dwarf had no memory of the frenzy, and on the other hand, he couldn't trust the more selfish dwarves.

Punk didn't say anything to contradict Konkai, wishing there were fewer people who knew about the legendary gear.

As a result, the biggest trophy of the legendary equipment was tacitly hidden in the back of the hearts of Kang Kai and Punk, who watched with helpless eyes as Bahanger's stiff twitching facial muscles.

Only Kang Kai scraped a small half bowl of residual soup from the bottom of the pot and handed it to the stiff dwarf.

"How about it, would you like some more soup............