Although there were criticisms of the conditions of the hotel, everyone actually slept well that night.

The hay used as a bed is more comfortable than the green grass in the forest, which is still wet. Although the village chief was poor, he obviously put a lot of thought into this hotel, and there was not a single branch in the hay, not even specially selected soft grass. Lying on it is not as good as the Simmons bed in the castle, but it is actually quite comfortable.

The walls of the room are very thick, as long as the windows are closed, it can block the cold wind of the night to the greatest extent - of course, the door cannot be closed, otherwise you will find death.

Close the doors and windows and light the stove in the house, it is not a night to stay warm, but to burn charcoal to commit suicide.

In reality, there are many people who choose to commit suicide in this way, and it is said that they die without pain. For this statement, the doctor Anka wanted to scoff at it. He has emphasized many times that for suicides, physical pain is actually nothing, and what is really terrible is mental pain - in fact, this is the case for most people, the pain in the body, endure it and pass, what is really unbearable is the pain in the heart.

It is precisely because she wants to help people heal their heartache that Anka will teach herself about psychologists. But before he could apply what he had learned, he crossed into this world.

Maybe there's nothing wrong with that, there is no shortage of good doctors on earth, but there is a shortage of them in this world.

Strictly speaking, the world seems to lack everything.

The fantasy world of swords and sorcery, after it has been transformed from fantasy to reality, is actually not so beautiful.

It's like this impoverished and dilapidated village.

In every room, there was an iron frame on the fire pit, and next to it was a large cauldron with a little flour in it. If you're hungry, you can drink some porridge — assuming that this is porridge.

As for the "brown bread"...... In the end, the traversers still didn't eat, they ate dry food.

They had a lot of dry food, and the main thing they did when they went out was hunting, in addition to exercising and having fun in the castle. The grasslands are very large and the products are abundant, especially when night falls. As long as you have enough strength, no amount of food can be obtained.

As you go back and forth, the castle has a mountain of food reserves. If it weren't for the mages who could turn them into dry food with spells, they would have rotted a long time ago.

There are also people who eat something different, such as Mavi, the Night Elf.

With the consent of everyone in the same room, he threw a piece of the flesh of the earthly dragon that was still covered in blood into the pot and boiled it over a fierce fire.

"Can you eat the meat of the earthly dragon?" someone asked.

"It should work. "When I killed it before, many people drank its blood, and there was no sign of poisoning - the tiger drank the most, but I think he is still in good spirits,"

"I've been hungry for too long. The tiger's pale face was slightly red, "I'm a vampire, but I don't want to suck human blood, so I can only live on wolf blood, pig blood, rabbit blood during this time...... The taste of that blood is really not good, there is too little life force in it. And the blood of the earthly dragon ......"

He hesitated, pondered his words, and then said, "You probably don't feel it, but to me, it's like a very delicious broth, and like a very good drink, and when you drink it, you feel refreshed." ”

“...... You're a fan, aren't you? ”

The tiger smiled bitterly twice and shook his head again and again.

If he knew he could cross over, he would never choose the vampire profession. Although as the highest vampire lord, he does not die like ordinary low-level vampires, and can even do a horse dance or something in the sun, but his thirst for blood and life force has been tormenting him.

Especially these companions in the castle, almost every one of them has extremely strong vitality. Usually living and acting with everyone, he can clearly feel the surging vitality from the body next to him, and he can almost smell the fragrance of blood...... After a long time, he became a little withdrawn.

This time, he got a large amount of the blood of the Earth Walking Dragon, which not only solved his urgent need, but also resolved the worries in his heart.

Who said that vampires should suck human blood? There are so many powerful monsters like the Earth Walking Dragon in this world. Just use those guys for food!

What's more, this harvest alone is at least enough for him to suck for more than a month, and if he saves a little, he can even last for half a year. Half a year later, I'm going to find a dragon or something.

Everyone chatted without saying a word, and the broth of the Earth Walking Dragon was quickly cooked.

The flesh of this monster is very special, obviously the body is large and strong, but its flesh is not thick at all, but very tender. After just simmering in boiling water for a short while, the soup began to glow with white grease and a faint aroma reverberated in the room.

"Almost......" Mavi muttered to herself, scooping a little soup with a wooden spoon, blowing it, bringing it to her mouth, and carefully tasting it.

"How's it taste?" asked curiously and expectantly.

Mavi was silent for a moment and sighed deeply.

"Next time I stew this, I'm going to put more ginger, onions, garlic or something. "The smell is normal, but the appetite is horribly fishy, like ...... Take out the internal organs of a fish, bask them in the summer sun for half an hour, and then eat them without any condiments. ”

"Damn, can you eat that?"

"You've eaten this too?"

"You learned this adjective from Bei Ye......

Everyone laughed, and then they all tasted it curiously.

"No way!"

"This really doesn't work!"

"It's actually good to taste it carefully, but it's a pity that the fishy smell is too strong. ”

"I'm afraid this can only be used to cook Sichuan food. ”

"Our Sichuan cuisine is not all spicy, and there are also non-spicy ones. ”

"The so-called 'not spicy' means just sprinkle a handful of chili peppers, right?"

After laughing, everyone went to sleep, and no one looked at the pot of broth, which smelled so good.

Even the next morning, they would rather eat dry food with water, and no one wanted to drink even one more sip of this soup.

After a night's rest, the travelers settled the travel expenses with the village chief and set off again. The place they were going to was far away, and there was really nothing to pay attention to in this dilapidated village.

After they left, the village chief's family began to clean up the guest room, and soon saw the pot of broth that had cooled down.

The village chief's wife curiously dipped a little of her finger, put it in her mouth and sucked it twice, and then her face was shocked at first, and then turned into ecstasy!

"What a rich taste!" she excitedly called her husband and daughter, telling them of the windfall, "those adventurers have left us a great gift!"

Eventually, the soup was divided into portions, mixed with flour, and distributed among the entire village, to which everyone enjoyed a feast of joy and satisfaction.