"I'm back. "www.biquge.infoRunning all the way back to Bismarck's dormitory from the classroom, Ivan shouted to the second floor as soon as he entered the door.

Naturally, there was no response, Bismarck's words were not in the dormitory, and Tirbitz's words should be playing a blushing game with a headset, Ivan thought to himself.

"Hmm, do you want to go to her room and watch her play?" Ivan muttered a few times and came to the living room, "Huh? ”

Ivan noticed that the note on the table in the living room, as well as some banknotes, were not krypton coupons, but the currency issued here, and could not be used to trade with the goblins.

Ivan picked up the note on the table, it was written by Bismarck, and Ivan recognized the words on the note as Bismarck's hand.

"If you don't come back at noon, you go to the canteen to buy food."

Putting down the note in his hand, Ivan picked up the banknote on the table, which was the first time he had seen a currency other than kryptonite coupons. Generally, kryptonite coupons are mostly used to trade between admirals or with goblins, and ordinary people rarely use them, and the currencies used for trading in daily life are generally the currencies issued by various countries, while krypton coupons are similar to the world's common currency.

"I don't know what the purchasing power of this thing is?" Ivan shook the bill from his hand and casually threw it on the table, went straight to the second floor, and knocked on Tirbitz's room.

After waiting for a while, the door was opened, and through the crack in the door, Ivan saw Tirbitz with thick dark circles under his eyes.

"What's the matter?" Tirbitz didn't open the door completely, but opened a crack in it, and spoke to Ivan through it.

"No, nothing, just asking what you want to eat at noon?" Ivan said to Tilbitz, "Because Bismarck seems to have something to do, and she won't come back at noon." ”

"No need." Tirbitz shook his head, "I'm in the process of rushing the draft. ”

"Is it a new work by Mr. Kitata?,Can I take a look?" Ivan's eyes lit up when he heard that Tirbitz was working on a new book.

Bang.

But before Ivan could respond, the door was closed by Tirbitz.

"Well, before I get angry, did I give Bismarck your notebook?" Ivan touched his nose, a little embarrassed.

But that's fine, since Tirbitz doesn't want to eat, he can just practice a little more of the fried steel that he saw Love's cooking, and he said that it was the easiest dish to make.

Ivan came to the kitchen, and when he was looking for a notebook in the kitchen yesterday, although he didn't find Bismarck's notebook, he found that the cabinet below was full of resources, thinking that Bismarck should have prepared it, even if she didn't go into the kitchen.

Now it's time for Ivan to practice, you must know that if they want to practice, they can only pay for resources by themselves, which is like Ivan.

"I always feel like I'm hugging my thighs." Ivan pulled out a piece of steel from underneath and tried to concentrate on it with a network of souls.

"Well, the next thing is oil." Seeing that the steel in his hand had softened, Ivan put it on a plate that had been prepared a long time ago, and then took out a unit of oil from underneath, and also used the soul network to process it a little to ensure that it would not burn in the subsequent heating process. When he was in class before, Ivan almost caused a fire because he didn't use the soul network to process the oil, and he was so scared that Jiemi had been standing beside Ivan to guide, but even so, in the end, Ivan still made an inexplicable thing.

"Alright, the preparations are almost done." Although the handling of resources is not perfect, on the contrary, it is still very rough, and it is impossible to make delicious dishes with such rough materials, but the most important thing for Ivan now is to accumulate experience.

Carefully place the processed steel into the pot.

Well, good, nothing strange happened. Ivan breathed a sigh of relief as he looked at the pot where everything was normal, and now the most critical step was coming.

Ivan took out a little ammunition from underneath, this thing is equivalent to a seasoning, and how much it is added will affect sweet and spicy and so on.

Ivan imitated Love, pinched a little ammunition with his hand, and handled it carefully before putting it in the pot.

"Alright, now just wait a little longer." Ivan put the lid on the pot and walked out of the room with a sigh of relief, sitting on the couch and looking at the clock on the wall, pinching the time.

After 20 minutes, Ivan got up from the couch and walked into the kitchen.

"Well, it should work." Ivan's expression was a little tangled, but he should still face it.

Ivan stretched out his hand and opened the lid of the pot, looking at the blackened steel inside, his expression was not very good-looking, and the result was still a failure.

"But at least I can see that this is a piece of steel, and as the saying goes, failure is the mother of success, so I don't believe that I can't even do the simplest cooking." Ivan scooped up the steel in the pot with a clamp and put it on a plate on the side, poured the oil from the pot into the trash, and Ivan began a new round of practice.

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"They'll probably have a good lunch, probably." Walking into the academy from the outside, Bismarck wondered if Ivan and Tirbitz would have lunch, and if Tirbitz hadn't called for it, she wouldn't have eaten, and if Ivan hadn't called it, he would have eaten.

When Bismarck returned to his dormitory and opened the door and walked in, a strange smell came from the kitchen, which made Bismarck frown.

"Tirpitz, are you in the kitchen?" Although the smell was a little weird, Bismarck could still smell that it was steel.

"Ah, Bismarck, come back." Ivan, who was in the kitchen, poked his head out when he heard Bismarck's voice.

"Ivan?" Bismarck thought it was Tirbitz who was in the kitchen, but who knew that Ivan was actually in it, "What are you doing?" ”

"Well, didn't I teach cooking today, so I tried to make something to eat." Ivan said to Bismarck.

"Is that so, um, Tilpitz?" Bismarck, who had just walked into the kitchen, saw an unconscious Tirbitz lying on the ground, "What is she?" ”

"Ah, Tilbitz she just came out of the room and said she was hungry, and she happened to see the frying steel bars I made, so she took one, and that's it." Ivan pointed to the dozen or so steel bars on the table, which was the result of his past few hours, from the black at the beginning to the white appearance now, Ivan finally mastered the correct posture of cooking.

"Well, it looks amazing." Bismarck glanced at Tirbitz lying on the ground, and then at the dark dishes on the table, "Are you hungry?" ”

"Bismarck, do you want to try it?" Ivan grabbed the best steel bar with a clamp and handed it to Bismarck.

"Hmm, okay." Bismarck took the steel bar made by Ivan, looked at the steel bar in his hand, looked at Ivan again, and finally took a bite.

"How?"

"Hmm." Bismarck's eyes narrowed, and blue eyes stared at Ivan.

"It turns out that the soul network has been awakened, although it is very weak, but it can still be used to deal with resources." Bismarck thought as he chewed, "Obviously I didn't do anything, just a little exercise to awaken the soul network, my previous guess was really right." ”

Swallowing the barely qualified steel bar in his mouth, Bismarck wiped the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand, his blue eyes staring at Ivan tightly.

"Sure enough, it was your weak body that sealed that powerful soul power!"

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