The 'Slipper', which had been abandoned by Western Sahara for nearly two months, finally revealed the extraordinary demeanor of a disabled God.

Although the kingdom of God built into the mobile castle is ridiculously small, it is the size of a small city, and it takes two months to absorb the free elemental power in the air, so that it has enough power to support the mobile facilities outside the mobile castle. Like that bunch of versatile 'crab legs' that ignore any terrain.

In just one night, the Slippers traveled hundreds of kilometers, crossed rivers, crossed valleys, trampled farmland to another city near the heart of the Middle Regions.

"Hmm...... "At this time, the sun had risen in mid-air, and Camilla, dressed in the same pajamas as the Tyrannosaurus, yawned and pushed open the door, walked to the lawn in the front half of the 'Slippers', looked at the city in the distance, and asked.

"A city, we're back in the Middle Regions. The maid standing on the lawn watering the fruit trees replied.

Cesar was now lying on the chaise longue beside the maid, and let Rita rock the chair for him while reading the magazine in her hand. In the flowers not far away, the Tyrannosaurus was sneakily hiding in the grass, revealing an unusually conspicuous big tail that kept swinging. At this moment, she was playing hide and seek with a group of fly goblins who were also not very good at brains, and a full hour had passed, and these mentally handicapped people had not even caught a single one, and they were still playing with relish.

"Camilla, did you feel shaky when you slept last night?" asked Cesar.

"Shake, I don't feel it, I slept soundly last night, why do you ask?" the cat looked at Cesar with some confusion.

"Our mobile castle didn't stop last night, running 600 kilometers in the mountains, going over the mountains and crossing the river, and there was no bump in the slightest, it is really a must-have artifact for home travel!" said Cesar with some happiness.

"Cut. It only ran 600 kilometers in one night, which is really weak! If you look at the spacecraft that people are selling, the normal speed alone is 200 kilometers per hour! Not to mention the ultimate speed. ”

Camilla pulled out a leaflet she got in another city yesterday, which was printed with new black technology spaceships launched by major companies, each with extremely eye-catching performance, and of course the price was equally shameless. Keen on extreme driving cat stick in the first time. fell in love with one of them, pestered Cesar to buy her toys, and then was naturally ruthlessly rejected. Now that the opportunity arises, it is natural to bring up the old matter again and continue to harass Western Sahara.

"Stop making a fuss, what's the use of buying such flashy things? Besides, a moving castle runs on the ground, and of course it can't fly in the sky. If you really want to pursue extreme speed, don't we still have 'rush missiles' in our backyard? Come on?" replied Cesar.

"Hey, who's going to sit on that kind of dead cargo that can't even be adjusted! I'm going to buy a spaceship!" Camilla pounced on Cesar's head, her legs wrapped around his neck, and she used her infinite cat scratching skill.

"Don't make a fuss! I'll contact Master G later, and let him order one for you!Alright, come down, let's go into the city and get something to eat!" Cesar struggled.

"Eat delicious! Eat special!" Tyrannosaurus sprang out of the flower bed, and Wang Xingren squatted on the ground. Wagging his tail and drooling. He stared at Cesar expectantly.

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When the group entered this strange city, the painting style was still as weird as the previous one. The city's buildings are uneven, ranging from skyscrapers to slum-like silos. The road was still cracked concrete, but the air was full of all sorts of rudimentary ships. Pedestrians in shabby clothes, carrying sci-fi guns on their backs. A sense of dissonance between primitive backwardness and future civilization arises spontaneously.

"I'm going to eat over there! I smell the barbecue!" shouted Gosnner, pointing to the bustling street not far away.

"Let's go!" said Cesar to the Hela siblings. Follow Gosna's lead.

Tyrannosaurus rex is worthy of being the best of the Tyrannosaurus rex, and the olfactory ability used to hunt for food has become outrageous. Under the guidance of Xiao Tianluo, Cesar and his party walked around the alleys of the city for more than half an hour, and finally reached the end of three streets. Found the barbecue stand.

Sniff! sniff!

Dressed in a cartoon one-piece leather coat, Xiao Tianluo walked to the stall with his hands behind his back, shaking his little tail and walking to the stall seriously, then raised his little nose and sniffed it seriously, then closed his eyes and reminisced a little, and continued to sniff around attentively, like a police dog investigating drugs, and it took a long time before he spoke: "That's right! This is it! I smelled a strange fragrance that I had never tasted before! Cesar, this is the shop!

Under the disdainful gaze of the boss, Cesar stubbornly said, "Boss, do you have any special barbecue here?" ”

"Where do I have a special barbecue? There is only a poor man's barbecue here!"

"Poor man's barbecue?" Cesar looked at the boss in confusion.

"This is a slum! The ingredients I bring for barbecue are aliens that ordinary people dare not eat!"

The boss pointed to the food shop behind him, which was full of all kinds of alien corpses that had been washed and stripped of their heads and internal organs. The store is located in a slum, and its audience is naturally poor. The owner and the diners are not rich people, and it is delusional to want to eat a meal of meat. However, the turnaround soon came, and in recent months, the world has been facing alien harassment, and naturally mercenaries have stepped forward and hunted aliens at the risk of death for a few packs of cigarettes.

As the battle escalates, more and more aliens are killed. At first, alien corpses were purchased at a high price and used for research. Slowly, there are more and more alien corpses, and their secrets and physiological structures are also studied, and the extra corpses are naturally useless. Some people have just thought about how about chopping them up and making dumplings?

What happened after that was very tragic, there were too many types of aliens invading Ceylon, not to mention the largest number of cosmic humans, radiant elves, cosmic goblins, Orcions, and a bunch of other different races, such as the Predators, Zeniths, Uncle Noodles, Queen of Blades, Megatron, and so on......

Eighty percent of the aliens are poisonous and highly poisonous to the natives of Ceylon! If there are few alien species, then some people will study which varieties can be eaten? Those poisonous ones cannot be eaten? Can they be removed from the poison and continue to eat them like puffer fish? If they come and go, they may derive a rich 'alien food culture'. But the truth is, a hundred corpses, a hundred different looks.

Gradually, there are more and more poisonous aliens, and people don't have the energy to distinguish between what can be eaten and what can't. In the end, alien corpses become unpopular and sell for cheaper than pork. At this time, the owner of a barbecue stall stepped forward, and he contracted a batch of alien corpses, stripped them and cleaned them, and used them to barbecue for the poor. Anyway, people at the bottom of society live a life that is worse than death, they can't afford to see a doctor, they can't afford to eat, they can't afford to live in a house, and they don't have the courage to commit suicide.

After listening to the boss's narration, Cesar was in awe, what a good man!

"Well, you all look rich, hurry up and go, there are no special snacks here. After the boss finished speaking, he began to drive away Cesar's gang.

"It's really delicious! I want to take a bite!" "The Tyrannosaurus hugged Cesar's thigh and dragged him away.

Cesar thought for a moment and looked around at the people around him. Tyrannosaurus, a foodie, has never had a history of food poisoning, but she is so hungry that she even dares to eat rubber tires, cement concrete, and rusty I-beams! Last time I was a guest in Fairy Township, I gnawed most of the coffee table of the Frozen Devil's house, and I didn't see indigestion, so I shouldn't be poisoned if I ate a few aliens, right? As for Rita, the maid is a body of steel, and I don't know how many hundred catties of highly toxic substances like industrial magic crystals have been eaten? Looking at myself and Camilla, one is half dead, the other is completely dead, and I am afraid of poisoning? As for the Hela siblings, if they are poisoned, as a mentor, they can be rescued as mummies!

"Boss, don't be afraid, your shop is even more special than special snacks! Come on, come on, each variety of aliens roasted one, chopped and put on separate plates. Cesar patted his boss on the shoulder and pulled out a stack of bills.

"Little brother, this is no joke. My diners, every day people are sent to the rescue with food poisoning, and some people are really poisoned!" the boss said worriedly.

With his long-term barbecue experience, he has eliminated several highly toxic varieties, but there are still many alien ingredients on the stall that are poisonous. After listening to the introduction, ordinary people either turn their heads and leave, or pick non-toxic and safe varieties to eat. 'Poisoned Death Alien Barbecue', this is also a sign of his barbecue restaurant. But the other party's type that is not afraid of death and wants a bite of each breed is definitely an act of looking for death!

"Oh, boss, don't be afraid, why don't we sign a life and death certificate?

Under the stalking of Cesar, the boss finally reluctantly agreed, tortured all kinds for Cesar, and came to a table of alien Manchurian full feast.

"Boss, remember to put more cumin and chili, and no coriander!" shouted the senior foodie Xiao Tianluo. (To be continued......)