Chapter Ninety-Eight: Actually, I'm Seventeen
"Is there really anyone who can do this kind of thing by taking away other people's abilities? I've always thought that this ability was made up by someone. Gooding remembers that he had seen a dark history in the Middle Ages, which described that the powerful witch clans of that era had this ability, and he had always believed that that dark history was a story made up by later generations.
"That dark history in the Middle Ages is real, and there are many powerful people who have been captured alive by the Wu Clan and seized their abilities." The Sea Emperor gave an affirmative answer to the existence of that period of history.
"Isn't the person who can do these things invincible? A natural ability alone is enough to wreak horrific damage! If it is a mixture of the abilities of several natural systems, who knows what kind of consequences will be caused by the Dao? Gooding was horrified to think about.
"Although the seizure of power is true, the seizure of ability is very risky and the success rate is also very low." Sea Emperor explained.
"First of all, the captor must have the ability to telepathize at a subtle level in order to be able to detect the genetic chain in the opponent's body. Second, the captor must know the location of the gene chain corresponding to the opponent's ability. These two conditions alone are enough to eliminate the vast majority of people. ”
"Third, the seizer must know the corresponding secret method, this secret method was also a secret in the Middle Ages, I thought that no one would inherit it in your era, but I didn't expect that there would be anyone who would."
"Fourth, the greater the ability to capture, the greater the price to pay. With an ability like a knife heart, the other party may have to pay a price no less than his own life to achieve success. ”
"Fifth, even if it is successfully captured, there is a high chance that the ability will conflict with the new host's body, which may seriously lead to the breaking of a large area of gene chains and the death of the host."
After listening to the Sea Emperor's description, Gooding and Liliat both felt that the success rate of this kind of seizing ability sounded really unreliable, "Since the risk is so great, why are there so many witch people trying it in the Middle Ages?" ”
"Those people took risks for the sake of strength, and the first one succeeded, and there were countless people who imitated them, thinking that they would also be lucky. This is the root of your human inferiority since ancient times, and you have never seriously considered the issue of probability. The Sea Emperor took the opportunity to express his views on human beings.
"Why do you think that the uncle's ability has been taken away? Did you find out that he had lost this ability? Gooding asked a little strangely.
"After he disappeared when he was seven years old, the civilian watch in his hand was gone, and he hasn't brought a smart watch since, so how can I find out his physical condition." The Sea Emperor gave a negative answer, "I guess this because the incident of his disappearance is similar to several cases in the Middle Ages, and the people who disappeared were children who had just awakened for less than three days. ”
"Those people will plant the seeds of telekinesis in the body of the newly awakened child, and then use fighting and killing to catalyze the evolution of the corresponding genes in the child's body, and this process will take at least a few years or even more than ten years. When the ability is mature, they take out the genetic chain wrapped in the telekinetic seed, and then kill the child. Of course, there were also one or two children who escaped, so this kind of thing was exposed. I think Bigg's existence is simply a recreation of those cases in the Middle Ages."
At this moment, Bigg's voice sounded, "I made three dishes, all of which are relatively simple, you can taste them." ”
The three dishes are beautifully prepared, especially the finesse of the knife work. So that Guding and Liliat, who were not hungry, couldn't help but want to try it.
"Lily, this dish we ate at noon and felt very good." Gooding pointed to the middle plate.
The two of them each held a chopstick.
Gooding felt that although it was a little different from the tavern, the taste was still quite good. Just when he didn't know how to speak, Liliat spoke, "This dish, we just ate it half an hour ago, and yours is a little different from the tavern's. The tavern uses more spices, the taste is heavier, and the smell is more fragrant. I use less spices, but it gives a different feeling, which is more refreshing and original. I personally prefer this flavor you make. ”
Bigg looked at Gooding, waiting for his evaluation.
"I can taste the difference from the tavern, but I don't know so much with Lily's tongue, I only know the difference between what is delicious and what is not. I think this one you made must fall into the category of deliciousness. Gooding grinned, showing his white teeth.
The two of them then finished the remaining two dishes, and it turned out that Bigg was indeed very talented at cooking, and all three dishes he had stolen from the chefs of different taverns. As for cooking, this is the first time in so many years that he has done so. There is no kitchen where he lives, he barely fills his stomach every day, and he has no extra money to buy kitchen utensils to practice. As for the tavern's kitchen, the owner didn't let him in, for fear that he would go in and steal food, after all, he had this kind of history when he was a child.
"Then I have decided, I officially invite you to join our team and become our head chef! I'm the second chef, so if you want to eat egg fried rice, you can come to me. Gooding grinned again and offered the invitation.
"There's one thing," Bigg suddenly became distracted, "I'm only seventeen years old. ”
"Seventeen" Gooding and Liliat are both petrified, and Bigg looks more like a middle-aged man in his forties no matter how he looks at it.
"I'm just old," Bigg scratched his head in embarrassment.
"Okay." Gooding and Liliat reluctantly accepted this fact, and the two of them had already shouted Uncle all the way, and now it seemed that they had to change their words.
"Bigg, tell us about the food festival! Sounds like a lot of fun. Gooding had noticed before, and every time he mentioned the food festival, Bigg seemed a little yearning, and he guessed that Bigg should want to participate.
"Every year, the festival takes place in a place where there are plenty of ingredients, because the challenge of the festival is that the chef himself has to capture a live ingredient and cook it. In order to win the competition, chefs from all walks of life will show their housekeeping skills and try to capture the most genetically advanced ingredients as much as possible. This year's event was held at Lake Lake, where there was a golden giant crocodile with a seventh-order genetic body, but it was estimated that no one would be able to catch that guy. Bigg chuckled.
"Let's go see tomorrow, Bigg, are you going to compete? Sounds interesting. Gooding instigated, and he also knew that Dao Bigg actually wanted to participate in his heart.
"Forget it, those chefs are amazing." Bigg hesitated for a moment, but shook his head.
Seeing that Bigg shook his head, Gooding was not reluctant, he grinned and said, "Then we'll go eat together tomorrow!" ”
(Thanks to Joshua's tip~~)